Peerless God of War

In a close battle, Chen Xiao could almost see the shadow reflected in the opponent's eyes.

Under the intertwining of swords, lights, fists and shadows, each of them was desperately pumping up their magic power, trying to suppress the other in the competition of magic power and gain the upper hand.

It's just that the two's mana powers are evenly matched, so no one can take advantage of them.

It was said that it was too late, but it was too soon. Such a close confrontation only took place in the blink of an eye.

"boom."

An astonishing air wave exploded, pushing the two of them away at the same time. They quickly retreated and distanced themselves.

Chen Xiao felt pain in his arm. When he lowered his head, he saw that the blood he had condensed from being stabbed by the sword had numerous cracks and spread, almost covering the entire arm, with a trace of blood seeping out.

"As expected of a metal swordsman, his sword intent is extremely sharp, even sharper than Lan Yue's sword intent. Hmph, it's really a bit difficult to deal with."

Chen Xiao muttered in his heart, clenching his right fist, and the cracks healed little by little. He recovered as before, but he felt a little tired, and his body was much heavier than before.

Sure enough, if the consumption is too great, even the Blood Demon's true body clone will not be able to bear it.

Chen Xiao was startled and thought, "It seems that this battle cannot be delayed. Should we ask Fu Xue and others to come to support?"

Just when he was hesitating and still weighing the situation, he found that the eyes of the other party's black-clothed protector were filled with astonishment.

"Why is my sword power reduced by more than 30%?"

The black-clothed protector said with fear in his heart.

Even the hand holding the sword trembled slightly. He could feel that the sword he just struck was struck with all his strength. Not to mention cutting off the opponent's arm with one sword, it could at least shatter the opponent's arm.

Fang's fist, but the result was that the opponent's fist only had cracks and was not broken.

Obviously, this is unacceptable to him. It means that the opponent's strength is increasing, or that his sword is getting weaker.

For a moment, there was a trace of panic in his heart.

But soon, he regained his composure.

"I don't believe it, look at the sword."

The jade-cutting sword danced and fiercely attacked Chen Xiao again.

Almost at the same time, on a mountaintop in the distance, Gu Lanyue and others were together with Chen Xiao's puppet, closely watching the battle on this side, ready to take action at any time.

"Captain, it's time to take action. This sword is too sharp and has a restraining effect on you. It would be bad if something goes wrong."

Gu Feng said anxiously, a little impatient.

Zuo Zhao stood aside with a sullen face and said nothing. He acted as the door god, guarding Fu Xue and Gu Lanyue, who was concentrating on controlling the flying sword.

As Gu Lanyue's Scarlet Sky Sword moved, more evil cult tribulation immortals continued to fall. As a result, the offensive of the evil cult tribulation immortals against the rune cannon was immediately blocked, losing the turbulent momentum it had at the beginning.

The battlefield was still anxious, but if the cult tribulation immortals wanted to catch the rune off guard like before, approaching the rune to break it, and destroy it, they were absolutely unable to do so.

With the help of the Red Sky Sword, the righteous monks also took the opportunity to gain a firm foothold.

As a result, the evil cult Tribulation Immortals fell into a bitter fight, and the situation slowly fell into a bitter fight.

"receive."

Suddenly, Gu Lanyue whispered, and a flash of fiery red flew over from the sky. It was the Chixiao Sword. The sword light flashed, and a harsh sword sound was emitted, which penetrated directly into the sword.

There was a roaring sound inside the mountain peak.

"Pfft."

Gu Lanyue's face turned pale and she couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood, which splashed on the ground, which was shocking.

Gu Feng was frightened when he saw it. He crouched down to check quickly, "Sister, are you okay? Are you injured? Don't scare me. Which bastard hurt you? I will avenge you and cut him into pieces." "

Gu Feng shouted angrily.

Zuo Zhao's eyes were also full of anxiety, but he was much calmer and looked at Fu Xue. Fu Xue methodically took out a Return to Heaven Pill and other healing pills, stuffed them into Gu Lanyue's mouth, and once again entered the mana. , to help it refine the medicinal power.

"How's it going?" Zuo Zhao asked with concern.

"Excessive consumption will damage your mind," Fu Xue frowned, replied, and then said to Gu Lanyue, "Lanyue, you don't have to work too hard, the situation has been stabilized now, and the evil cult wants to invade. , the chances are slim.”

After a while, Gu Lanyue recovered. There was more blood on her face, and she let out a breath of turbidity. Then she said: "Well, there is also the captain, I'm worried..."

While talking, the four of them looked at Chen Xiao's mysterious puppet.

Ever since the fierce fight between Chen Xiao and the black-clothed protector, the puppet has never reacted again.

"Captain? Captain?" Gu Feng called twice cautiously.

However, there was still no response.

Zuo Zhao saw it and said: "It seems that the other party has to concentrate on dealing with the enemy in front of him, so he can't be distracted."

"Well, that should be it." Fu Xue nodded and agreed.

"Then what should we do now? We can't just do nothing, right?" Gu Feng said angrily, watching Chen Xiao and the black-clothed protector fighting to the death, refusing to save him, but he couldn't

It's something he can do.

Gu Lanyue took a deep breath, rolled her eyes at him, and said: "The enemy is very strong. If we attack rashly, it will only cause chaos to the captain. Only taking action at the critical moment will be effective. Wait for now."

After that, she ignored Gu Feng and concentrated on healing and recovering.

"The critical moment? What moment is it?"

Gu Feng scratched his head, looking confused.

…

The head of Jingbian City, not long ago.

Zheng Xuan let out a long breath, as if relieved of a heavy burden, and sat down on the top of the city. Beside him, many low-level cultivators in the early stage of the Manifestation Realm, like him, leaned against the city wall, looking at the direction of the Third Prince's expedition in the sky, lost in thought.

"Do you think the Third Prince can win this battle?" Zheng Xuan asked.

A companion beside him sighed, "Who knows? Anyway, we have done what we can do. If we still lose, it is destined by heaven. We can't blame others. At that time, we should just run away and don't care about this city."

"That's right." Someone echoed.

But Zheng Xuan was very unconvinced and said, "Escape? Where can we escape to? Jingbian City is our home and our roots. We can't leave. We must defend it to the end."

The companion's expression was gloomy, and he said, "Although that's what he said, we can't be buried with him. I still want to live."

"Alas." Zheng Xuan sighed in his heart, knowing that his companion was right.

He glanced at the many low-level monks who were still on the top of the city wall, and his heart was also confused.

He knew that if the third prince was defeated, Jingbian City would be lost, and the evil cult would march straight in. They would immediately abandon the city and flee, and save their lives first.

Even if

he said that he would defend the city to the end, if it really came to that last moment, there was no guarantee that he would turn around and run away.

Human nature could not stand the test, and Zheng Xuan knew it well.