Peerless God of War

"Come, have a drink?" On the battlefield, a high platform was built on the top of a towering and eye-catching mountain. The flag of the third prince was hung, fluttering in the wind. Even from a distance, it could be seen clearly at a glance. On the high platform, there were two thrones. The third prince sat there, took out a bottle of wine, and said to Chen Xiao. Chen Xiao paused, took the bottle, opened it, and drank it all in one gulp, like drinking water. The third prince still felt a little painful when he saw it, and couldn't help but teasing, saying: "Your way of drinking is really heroic. I admire you, I admire you." Chen Xiao laughed and said without comment, "Wine, you can drink it any way you want, right?" Standing on this high platform, the field of vision is extremely wide, and you can see the entire battlefield at a glance. The third prince smiled slightly, took out a bottle of wine, and touched it with Chen Xiao in the air, and drank it in big gulps. Chen Xiao noticed that the hand holding the wine was trembling slightly? Is this fear? But it doesn't seem like it. "Third Prince, you are in a good mood. It's the first time for you to drink on the battlefield." Chen Xiao said, and swallowed several more mouthfuls of wine. He suddenly felt comfortable all over, which was wonderful. The third prince heard Chen Xiao's teasing tone and smiled bitterly, saying, "Yes, I can't do anything here except acting as a mascot and boosting morale. This is the only thing I can do." He was very clear about his own strength. It was no problem for him to escape, but if he was asked to fight the enemy in person and face the monstrous offensive of the evil cult Jiexian, he would be at a loss and feel afraid. After all, he was born in an imperial family. Even if he had the realm of the late Jiexian, he did not have the corresponding combat power. He thought that he was not pampered, but facing the life-and-death battle, he still shrank a little in his heart. Alas. "Gugu." Chen Xiao raised his head, drank the wine in his hand, and threw the empty bottle to the ground. It broke. He looked at the dark cult fortress in the distance with deep eyes. He was busy deploying defenses. He said in a deep voice: "So far, you have done very well. It is enough." "Really? I, sigh." The third prince sighed with a complicated expression. His previous lofty ambitions also disappeared at this moment. After seeing the cruelty and blood on the battlefield, his whole temperament changed. Chen Xiao nodded and said: "Yes, at least you did it yourself. You are much better than your eldest brother and the seventh prince. You are also much better than the current emperor, right?" The third prince was shocked when he heard this, and his thoughts suddenly became clear. He sighed and looked at Chen Xiao. "Brother Chen Xiao, if my father heard what you said, he would be very unhappy, haha." Chen Xiao laughed, "Why, are you going to tell on me?" The third prince shook his head and said, "Of course not." "That's it." "Hehe." Chen Xiao no longer paid attention to the third prince, stood up, walked to the side, sat cross-legged, took out a few pills, stuffed them into his mouth, and quickly refined and recovered. Seeing this, the third prince took a deep breath and pointed to a guard beside him, "You, go and inspect and see how the rune cannon is prepared." "Yes." ... "Damn it, damn it, how could it be, how could the sword demon die, his soul tablet was broken, he must be dead, how could this be?" In the cult fortress, in the hall, the high and mighty sword demon lowered his head, his eyes full of gloom, extremely unwilling, and kept muttering to himself, as if possessed. ?He couldn't figure out what happened in Jingbian City, why did Dao Mo die like that? ?How did the other party do it? ?The more he thought about it, the more restless and irritated he became. ?A huge sense of foreboding enveloped his heart, a lingering shadow. ?"Damn it, how could I fail? I won't fail, I won't."?He let out a series of low roars, like a wounded beast. ?At this time, a series of figures with fishy winds rushed over and entered the hall. ?The black-clothed guardian looked up and saw that they were a group of evil cult robbery immortals who had escaped back. Many of them were injured, and the injuries were not light. ?He glanced and found that half of the troops had not returned. ?"Lord Protector." ?"Lord Protector." ?A group of evil cult robbery immortals stared at the black-clothed guardian with eager eyes, wanting him to give an explanation. The black-robed guardian covered his face and sighed, "Only halfway back?" Below, a group of evil cult robbery immortals looked at each other, their faces were extremely ugly, and they nodded with difficulty, and replied: "Yes, the other party has hidden strongmen and Xuantian spiritual treasures. We are no match for them and have suffered a great loss. I hope the guardian will see clearly that it is not that we are afraid of death and dare not fight." Hearing this, the black-robed guardian took a deep breath. He was not blind, and of course he knew that what these people said was true. However, he really couldn't accept such a result. He forcibly suppressed his anger and said, "I know, this is not your fault. You have tried your best. This is the compensation I give you." As he said, he took out dozens of bottles of pills wrapped in black evil spirits and distributed them to everyone. Below, the evil cult robbery immortals who were originally indignant saw it and showed joy on their faces. "Thank you, Lord Protector." "Thank you, Lord Protector." The black-robed protector said again: "Okay, everyone retreat, maintain the defensive formation, and prepare to meet the enemy. Success or failure depends on this." "Yes." "Yes." The evil cult immortals responded in unison.

?At this time, a cult robbery immortal stood up with courage and couldn't help asking: "Master Protector, I don't know where Master Sword Demon is and why he hasn't shown up. Now we are defeated and in danger, why..."? "Humph, is this what you should ask?" The black-clothed guardian was immediately angry, and his eyes widened fiercely, bloodshot and full of ferocious murderous intent. ? "This..."? The cult robbery immortal was frightened. He had never seen the black-clothed guardian so angry. ? He knew that he must have said something wrong, and his face turned pale in an instant. ? Seeing this, the black-clothed guardian forcibly suppressed his inner anxiety and anger, and said in a deep voice: "I have my own considerations on the matter of the Sword Demon Protector. You all do your job and go back to deploy defenses. Don't make any mistakes, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless."? Hearing this, the cult robbery immortals were as if they had been pardoned and all breathed a sigh of relief. "Yes." "Yes." "Go ahead." The crowd then retreated and set up defenses. They knew very well that this battle was not only about the victory or defeat of the Divine Religion, but also about their survival. If they won, everyone would be happy. If they lost, they would all die, without exception. In the hall, only the black-clothed guardian was left, frowning and thinking hard. "Sword Demon, are you really going to die just like that?"