How will the battle be won?

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Hurricanes collide with flames, and on the surface, hurricanes clearly have the upper hand. However, some sharp-eyed monks noticed that although the hurricane invaded most of the flames, it was a small advantage at the cost of the hurricane's flames.

In other words, the hurricane invades the flames, and the flames merge into the hurricane.

The outcome of the battle, judging from the appearance, seems to be incomprehensible.

Most people's eyes began to shift to Yan Xu and Jiang Wusu.

Because he was not fighting in person, Yan Xu's face only slightly oozed a layer of fine sweat, which was the embodiment of the consumption of soul power. On the other hand, Jiang Wusu was not so lucky. In the whirlpool of explosions, most of the clothes on Jiang Wusu's body were burned out, and the true qi of the protective body had already been shattered. Even the jade unicorn sword in his hand was as red as a soldering iron, and there seemed to be a smell of burnt flesh and blood in the air.

I don't know how long it took for the flames and hurricanes to finally start to blur.

The guardian golem still stood in the sky like an iron tower, and there was a hideous scar on its chest that extended to its lower abdomen, and if it were a human, it would have been bleeding fat intestines.

Jiang Wusu's condition is better than that of the guardian puppet, but it is also limited. Most lethally, the Guardian Golem knows no pain, and as long as he has an aura, he can fight endlessly. This is the essential difference between humans and machines.

Chirp.

Yan Xu flicked his fingers, and another Fire Puppet King Explosive Yan Pill flicked into the heart of the guardian puppet.

The guardian puppet pushed its palms forward again, and the musket that had just been extinguished erupted.

Ask the three swords of the sky, and the second ask the thick soil, who will compete!

This is the second sword, and its power is multiplied exponentially.

When the sword came out, Jiang Wusu seemed to completely occupy the dominant position, and an extremely sharp sword light split the musket in half. Even though the light was dim, it slashed at the neck of the guardian puppet without regret.

Jiang Wusu is very calculus, and generally this kind of puppet uses formations to assist in the control of divine souls. Skull. It's the only point of this guardian puppet.

As long as the beheading is successful, no matter how great his ability is, he will not be able to return to the sky.

"Hmph."

Yan Xu in the distance snorted coldly, and another Fire Puppet King Burst Flame Pill quickly entered the body of the guardian puppet.

The musket erupted again, meeting the deadly sword.

Rumble.

There was an explosion, and the ultimates of both sides dissipated.

Neck and neck.

Jiang Wusu and the guardian puppet each retreated a hundred meters, far away from each other.

With the naked eye, Jiang Wusu's old face could be seen blue and white for a while. Suddenly, a mouthful of reverse blood gushed up in my throat, and after swallowing it a few times, it still spurted out.

This mouthful of reverse blood spit out, and the momentum on Jiang Wusu's body dropped a little.

His state seemed to be gradually declining.

Heavenly Sword asked three questions. Three questions to the common people, no regrets in the sword?

This third sword, Jiang Wusu shot out a burst of essence blood and spit on the jade qilin sword body, as if it was stimulated by the jade qilin sword, the chalcedony flowing from the sword body shone slightly, and the entire sword body changed from white to jade crystal clear in this light. It's like a work of art carved by God.

One sword out, cut seven emotions and six desires.

The threshold of ruthless kendo.

Yan Xu's expression was slightly solemn, this sword was by no means trivial. Judging from past experience, this last sword fused Jiang Wusu's essence blood, soul, and mental strength. Such a sword. It may be comparable to the attack of the master of the Jindan realm.

After weighing it again and again, this time Yan Xu took out a Fire Puppet King Burst Flame Pill with Dan Patterns, and flicked his fingers into the body of the guardian puppet.

With the advent of the musket, the color changed from red to brown. This is an upgraded version of Earthfire that has been taken up a notch, and its power has suddenly tripled.

The two sides once again fought together, causing an unprecedented explosion frenzy.

The dust and smoke cleared, and the guardian puppet's body was covered with dense scars. A right arm was cut in two by a sword. On the contrary, Jiang Wusu was unscathed. It's just that his aura has withered to a certain extent, and it seems that the aura in his body has almost dried up.

Take advantage of your illness to kill you.

Yan Xu was well versed in this, and at this time, he did not hesitate to fight another fire puppet king with a Dan pattern.

Burst.

The musket erupted, enveloping Jiang Wusu's body in an instant.

Yes!

For the first time since the battle, Jiang Wusu let out a miserable scream. It was such a terrible wail, like the screaming of a tortured ghost in hell, that those who listened to it couldn't help but feel creepy.

When the flames dissipated, Jiang Wusu was almost burned into a piece of human-shaped coke.

The scary thing is that he is not dead yet. A pair of dark eyes turned slightly, full of resentment.

Chirp.

Barely hesitating to take a breath, an ordinary Fire Golem King Burst Flame Pill crashed into the guardian puppet's body.

The musket erupted for the fifth time. The red flames burned fiercely, like a fierce beast opening its hideous mouth, swallowing Jiang Wusu's body in the endless sea of fire.

This time, the flames burned for half an hour before they dissipated.

In its place, there was a piece of severed limb remaining. I have to say that the strength of the monk at the peak of the foundation building was not extinguished after the burning of the fire.

However, no matter how powerful his ** is, now he can only return to dust and dust to earth.

Within a radius of a hundred miles, the monks who witnessed this battle were dumbfounded, and even their minds seemed to freeze in frame, unable to think.

That's it...... It's over?

Jiang Wusu...... He's dead?

This ending is surprising, and what makes them even more unacceptable is that a strong man who almost entered the Jindan realm died too quickly.

They can tolerate the victory of the Tianhao Sect, but they can't tolerate the victory of the Tianhao Sect so easily.

The bloody battle they had hoped for did not take place, and it seemed that from the beginning the battle was an understatement.

How can this be, this battle is too casual to lose, right?

Whatever they thought, the battle was indeed over. Yan Xu recalled the guardian puppet, and his gaze looked indifferently in the direction of the Three-Element Sword Sect camp.

"Those who descend will not be killed."

Yan Xu lightly spit out these four words, speaking of which, this is the first time that Yan Xu has shown mercy to the enemy's subordinates. It's not what he wants, it's the trend of the times.

There are thousands of pairs of eyes looking at the Tianhao Sect, if Yan Xu still adheres to the idea of eliminating evil as always, it is conceivable that after today, the Tianhao Sect will become the public enemy of the rivers and lakes.

There is no doubt about this, even if it was the three-element sword sect that was once powerful, at most, it only dared to do some slashing and killing deeds in secret, and it really didn't need Tianhao Sect to do anything if it was put on the bright side. The monks of Nan'an had already spontaneously overthrown this bloody demon.

The rhythm of the battle had changed too quickly, and the disciples of the Three-Element Sword Sect had not yet turned around from their shock. Similarly, the disciples of the Tianhao Sect also forgot to wave the flag for their own master.

Yan Xu subconsciously wrinkled his head and raised his voice: "Those who descend will not be killed." ”

Belch......

Yes!!!

The people finally woke up, and the Three-Element Sword Sect was plunged into a huge commotion.

Elder Taishang is dead, Elder Taishang is dead!!

Oh my God, what the hell is going on. Why is this happening?

These hesitant cries came a little late, but fortunately, the results were the same.

The disciples of the Tianhao Sect were also excited. They vigorously waved the banner of the Lord of Nan'an, and their shouts rang high and resounded throughout the sky.

Win, we win!

Long live Tianhao Sect, long live the head!

We are the lord of Nan'an, we are the lord of Nan'an!

The sound of terror was higher and higher, and it continued one after another.

The monks who were watching the battle in Fang Yuan finally woke up in the twilight, yes, the Tianhao Sect had won. That also means that from now on, the Lord of Nan'an is the man in the sky.

What am I going to do?

What should I do with my sect?

A few families were happy and a few were worried, but at the moment, their attention was still focused on the camp of the Three-Element Sword Sect.

This is also a combat force that cannot be underestimated, and it is still unclear how it will end.

"From the Sanyuan Sword Sect, do you surrender or not?"

The disciples of the Tianhao Sect were pressing, and countless eyes were focused.

I......

We......

The disciples of the Three-Element Sword Sect were at a loss and looked at each other. They really hadn't thought about it, they hadn't thought about it that the Supreme Elder would lose. will die, the Three-Element Sword Sect will be defeated and fall into such a field.

When the matter came to an end, they who were once emperors suddenly found that a mountain in their hearts had collapsed. They are like ships adrift in the wind and waves, and they don't know where to go. I don't know how to go back.

What are we going to do, who can tell me?

This confusion is not continuous, and some people wake up from their despair, and the despair brings them a kind of madness.

No, the Three-Element Sword Sect will never surrender.

We are the lord of Nan'an, and no one can enslave us.

Yes, they are the lords of Nan'an. This sense of superiority made it impossible for the disciples of the Three-Element Sword Sect to imagine their tragic fate after becoming a prisoner.

It was a terrifying scene, and even if only one thought flashed through their minds, it already made the souls of these people tremble.

Kill.

We have to kill it, the Sanyuan Sword Sect cannot perish, Lao Tzu is the master of Nan'an, and no one can deprive me of my rights.

Someone's eyes began to turn red, and he really raised his sword, and he was not afraid of death towards the Tianhao Sect.

This scene was unexpected by the world, even if it was him Yan Xu, he couldn't help frowning into a Sichuan character.

yes

Yan Xu couldn't understand the thoughts of these disciples of the Three-Element Sword Sect, let alone their sense of superiority that was integrated into their bones.

"Those who resist will be killed."

These external things could not affect Yan Xu's judgment ability, and he remembered that there was a method called countering violence with violence.

After receiving Yan Xu's order, the disciples of Tianhao Sect were like tigers like wolves' dens, killing all directions.

The heads of the great people rolled down, and soon the blood on the mountain peaks flowed into rivers, and the whole mountain was stained brown and red with blood.

The killing continued, and Yan Xu's Soul Sea suddenly sounded the prompt sound of the master's exchange system.

Bite!

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