Mo Yusheng stretched out his arm, and the iron rod fell steadily into his palm, and he shouted:

"Kunlun Taoluo - Great Might!"

The iron rod in his hand turned like a stone pillar, and he held it with both hands, and the tip of the stick rumbled against the stone wall of the canyon, and smashed it head-on towards the Heaven Breaker.

The wound on the back of the Broken Heaven Monarch had not yet recovered, and he couldn't breathe when he watched the iron rod several feet high split, and he couldn't breathe just because of the stick wind, so he hurriedly opened the "Ghost Classic" and shouted: "The Ghost Dictionary - Heavy Ghost Shadows!"

His body shattered into a few ghostly gases, flew away along the gap, and the iron rod smashed into the air, but it also left a large pit a few feet wide on the ground, Mo Yusheng snorted coldly, and didn't pay attention to it, turned his head to look at the heavy building that had just been kicked into the mountain wall, and jumped with a huge stick in his hand, and was about to split towards the heavy building.

A long, muffled voice came from overhead:

"Little Lao'er, try Lao Tzu's big fist!"

The shadow under Mo Yusheng's feet increased suddenly, and the compelling qi wave had made him depressed, he looked up and saw a big fist like a small mountain, and hurriedly withdrew the iron rod to block it above his head, and in a gust of wind, the fist suddenly came, enveloping him and smashing him into the ground!

MONOCULUS shouted again, "Big fist!"

The fist rises, smashes down, rises, and smashes down, every time it is smashed, the ground is shaken, and the pit sinks a few meters, and when the fist rises for the last time, people see a person standing up in the pit, holding an iron rod, shaking a few times, looking at the sky and the earth with a sloppy look, and finally falling.

A cry of victory rang out among the demon army, wave after wave.

Chonglou sneered, the giant sword mopped the ground, and shouted: "Let me make up for it again, the blue wolf heavy sword technique - a knife of Buddha and demons!"

He hadn't run a few steps, a long arrow shot at his knee accurately, Chonglou half-knelt on the ground, reluctantly broke the long arrow, looked at the unconscious Mo Yusheng, his eyes were about to burst into flames, he staggered a few steps, and the blue wolf giant sword flew straight out.

Smoke Stream leaped in, bowstring grabbing Chonglou's throat, knee against his back, eyes fixed on the wolf greatsword that flew out.

Ying Longyan saw that it was too late, pushed out his palms, and shouted:

"Dragon-Dragon!"

A beautiful dragon shadow flew out, hitting the tip of the sword, but the blue wolf giant sword was too heavy, but the blade of the sword only deviated a little, if it flew like this again, Marshal Mo Yusheng would have to die.

Ying Long clenched his fists nervously, he looked at a red shadow at the entrance of the canyon, under the indiscriminate bombardment of the fist of the Demon Eye, he jumped and rushed smartly, and the Scarlet Moon Red Pupil Sword in his hand was thrown, colliding with the blue wolf giant sword, and in the sparks splashing, he took advantage of the situation to save Mo Yusheng.

Ying Long couldn't help but shout yes, he couldn't be more familiar with such a dexterous body.

Yan Yanxi stretched his whole body, and let out a long breath, he looked at this young man carefully, and what he vaguely saw in his mind was probably the recently recruited infantry pioneer.

Chonglou was furious, the wolf's claws plunged into the dirt, and muttered angrily: "Almost! almost! almost", he took advantage of the smoke soaked stream to lose his mind, leaned back the soil in his hand, rolled on the ground, picked up the fallen blue wolf giant sword, re-entered the battlefield, and shouted:

"Blue Wolf Heavy Sword Technique—Realm to Death!"

This infantry vanguard is none other than Xi Fan, their infantry team was thrown out by Mo Yusheng's heavy armored cavalry army, and they didn't come until now, and the tens of thousands of people outside were fighting with the cyclops clan, and he took advantage of the gap to rescue the trapped Marshal Mo Yusheng.

Seeing Chonglou coming again, Xi Fan swept the red-pupiled sword in the palm of his hand, the blade of the sword was attached to a thin layer of blood, and the scarlet eyes of the hilt of the sword opened angrily, and shouted:

"Frost Moon Red Pupil Blood—Twisting the Sky!"

The two swords collided, setting off a wave of air out of thin air, and the roar of the impact almost broke the eardrums of others, and the two of them fought with their lives, the boundless anger in Chonglou's eyes gradually subsided, and he looked at the opponent carefully, how could he just be the clothes of the infantry pioneer, he was a little confused, how could he waste time with a infantry pioneer in the human world, it was really unreasonable!

He shouted angrily, layers of green fire appeared on his body, his pupils were dilated several times in horror, the wolf's teeth grew suddenly, he held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and tried his best to press it down, Xifan was pressed down by this huge force, and he almost couldn't support it.

Yan Yanxi picked up the bow of the sun, put his fingers on it, and a white gas spread out from between his fingers, and shouted:

"The Bow of the Sun—the Candle!"

A daylight-like energy shot out, the wolf nature of the heavy building has risen, kicked away Xifan, turned around and hit the "day candle" with a knife, the smoke soaked stream jumped into the air, and shot five arrows in the air in a row, the arrows were pierced around the heavy building, and they were connected in series to form a sun candle sun array, and a dazzling white light accompanied by huge heat broke through the land, and swallowed the heavy building at once.

Chonglou wailed, his skin seemed to evaporate, and the 'wolf healing power' on his body could not compete with the wounds caused by the heat, and the burnt muscles and new muscles were stacked on top of each other, as if they were a bloody man!

The Heaven-Breaking Monarch hung in the air, pressing the "Ghost Codex" with his palm, and several ghost qi were entangled and condensed on Chonglou's body, becoming a solid Shura ghost armor, barely resisting the power of the "Sun Candle", he shouted loudly: "Second brother, let's withdraw!"

Chonglou pointed to the unconscious Mo Yusheng, his eyes were full of green light, and he roared: "Let me withdraw?" Hahaha! I don't care if I die today, I can change the life of a marshal of the human world, it's worth it!" He was about to raise his sword and fight again, when he was caught by a big hand of the Demon Eye, and the Heaven Breaker shouted loudly: "Demon Eye, run away with the second brother!", the Demon Eye nodded, and shot his knees into the air like rockets, and disappeared.

Breaking Heaven Jun sneered, waved his arm lightly, and shouted:

"Ghost Clan's Weapon Skill - Thunder Explosion!"

Thousands of spell spirits held blue thunder and lightning, and rushed to both sides of the cliff, and in a series of explosions, the canyon was blown up, the gravel collapsed, and the smoke and dust covered the air, burying the corpses of Xifan, Yanxi, Mo Yusheng and tens of thousands of heavy cavalry.

With a wave of his palms, the Heavenbreaker shouted:

"Demon Race—Otherworldly Gate!"

Several black-purple holes swirled out, the beast soldiers and cyclops all withdrew, and the human crossbow army looked at the otherworldly gates one by one, and the arrows shot like raindrops, and a few cries faintly came, and they also disappeared.

Ying Long jumped out of the barren grass, looking at the desolate battlefield, but he didn't help anything, he always had to do something before leaving, he waved the sawtooth sword, and shouted:

"Nine Pole Heavens - Sassy Leaves and Autumn Wind!"

Thousands of sword qi frustrated the thick falling stone, and the gravel was ground into stone powder, which drifted away with the wind, gradually revealing the corpses of people or horses.

Ying Long watched from a distance, a heart-wrenching pain surged up, and he comforted himself:

"It's okay, it's okay, Marshal Mo Yusheng is not still alive, war is like this!"