Mo He looked at the people who suddenly broke into the iron-blooded battlefield, and then quickly went in one direction, he lay on his stomach and remained motionless until these people were getting farther and farther away from him.

"This group of people, they should be the remnants of the Second Dynasty!" Mo He's mind was running like electricity at this moment, thinking of the things that Pang Zhan had built before, as well as his attitude of settling down the aftermath, and then looking at these people who had suddenly entered the iron-blooded battlefield now, Mo He could probably guess their origins.

Those things of Pang Zhan should come from these people, and after they enter the iron-blooded battlefield, the target they will target is also obvious, and it is definitely Xia Yuan.

Turning his head and looking at the center of the battlefield, at this moment, countless yellow sand rolls, the battle situation seems to be becoming more and more intense, and the surrounding rolling yellow sand seems to gradually converge together, forming the shape of a tornado, but it reveals a layer of red light.

Mo He turned his gaze to the people who came in just now, and found that after a little detour, they were approaching the center of the battlefield little by little, and only stopped after reaching a certain distance, and then the handsome man didn't know what he threw out, and those people were surrounded by iron-blooded aura, and their figures slowly disappeared, and even their breath was perfectly hidden.

Mo He's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said in his heart: "It is worthy of being the remnant of the Second Dynasty, even if it has changed the dynasty, but the more than 30,000 years of rule has accumulated a very deep foundation. ”

The relics from the previous life and the insight of the previous life made Mo He understand a truth, that is, there is no means in this world that is invincible, even if it is a domineering iron-blooded evil spirit, which can repel all other forces, it can still be restrained, if you feel that something is incomprehensible, then it can only be said that the height you stand on is not enough, and your horizons are not broad enough.

For example, now, Mo He is shrouded in iron-blooded evil qi, and he can't even release a spell, and he doesn't even dare to probe out of his divine sense, but people can penetrate the iron-blooded evil qi barrier and hide themselves after entering the iron-blooded battlefield.

Just when a trace of sigh rose in Mo He's heart, in the center of the battlefield, suddenly there was another roar, accompanied by the ground under his feet trembling again, but the ground was really cracking this time, with the place of battle as the center, within a radius of one mile, the earth sank deeply, forming a big crater like a meteor falling, and a huge figure was thrown out of the battle, and the heavy road fell to the ground.

Mo He saw clearly the figure that fell out, but it was the veteran Pang Zhan, which meant that in this battle, Pang Zhan was the first to fall into the lower peak.

Quickly standing up from the ground, Pang Zhan looked down at a bloody hole in his chest, and then looked at the Hundred Battles Long Knife in his hand, and a look of distress flashed in his eyes.

This weapon, which I don't know how long I have been with him, has been upgraded step by step to the current level by him using the method of sacrificial refining of the Divine Soldier Martial Dao, don't look at the appearance It seems to be a long knife that is about to be broken at any time, but it is not inferior to ordinary divine weapons, but now on this long knife, there is an extra hole in the knife surface.

Although this knife has been raised to a level that is not inferior to the divine weapon, but after all, the foundation is too poor, and when the blow just now blocked Xia Yuan's straight stab, it was finally pierced by the long lance in Xia Yuan's hand, and at the same time injured him.

His gaze moved away from the long knife in his hand, and his gaze seemed to inadvertently glance in one direction.

Pang Zhan reached out and stroked the bloody hole in his chest, and then brushed his blood-stained palm past the blade of the long knife in his hand.

After he stroked the palm of his hand, all the blood stained in the palm of the palm gathered at the small hole on the knife surface, temporarily filling the gap in the long knife.

"Old man, hold on a little longer, soon!" muttered softly, Pang Zhan's face suddenly appeared with green tendons, and his full head of white hair danced out of thin air at this moment.

Xia Yuan, who had just injured Pang Zhan with one blow, only felt that Pang Zhan on the other side was like an injured lone wolf at this moment, and the aura on his body became even more powerful.

"That's right, come, take me another move!" Looking at Pang Zhan, whose aura became more aggressive, Xia Yuan did not have the slightest fear, and the long lance in his hand suddenly slashed forward, and a hundred-meter-long blood light flew out and slashed towards Pang Zhan obliquely.

"Kill!"

Pang Zhan let out a low roar from his mouth, and the long knife in his hand also slashed forward, also swinging a bloody light.

The two blood lights collided together, and there was another explosion in the air, and before the power of the explosion could dissipate, followed by the sound of gold and iron colliding weapons, the two people who turned into giants dozens of meters tall fought together again.

There was no red light around this time, but Mo He's gaze still couldn't see the specific details of the battle between the two, all he could see was a cloud of red light that was constantly wriggling, destroying the surrounding land at the same time.

"Give me the dragon bow!" said to the handsome man hidden in the shadows, seeing the increasingly fierce battle, to one of the guards behind him.

Hearing this, the guard did not hesitate to take out a pale golden longbow and handed it to the handsome man.

"His Royal Highness actually brought General Zhenlong's dragon shooting bow, and his subordinates were worried about His Highness's hurry before, so he didn't bring out a bow that was worthy of his hand, and specially helped His Highness bring a bow, which is really a bit troublesome!"

This dragon bow is a weapon used by a general of the Second Dynasty, made of dragon bones and dragon tendons, and is cultivated by the special refining method of divine weapons and martial arts.

Later, the general's fate was not very good, and he was finally killed on the battlefield by a master of the dragon clan, and he was completely destroyed, and he was not able to become a god, but his dragon shooting palace was retained.

"You have a heart. The handsome man glanced at the sect master of the Xuanshui Sect, casually praised the other party, and then stretched out his hand, took out a long jade box, and opened it.

In the jade box is an arrow, the whole body is like jade, but if you look closely, you can find that there seem to be pale golden silk threads inside, as if they are veins on bones.

The handsome man stretched out his hand and took out this arrow, the corners of his mouth hooked an arc, and said softly: "Time is too tight, this arrow can only be roughly refined, a good material is wasted, but it is enough to deal with Xia Yuan, and it is also your honor Xia Yuan to die under this arrow!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the handsome man held the dragon bow in one hand and the arrow in the other, and carried it on the bowstring, and then his expression became focused, staring at the battlefield with his eyes fixed on it, and his eyes no longer blinked.

Mo He also didn't dare to blink at this time, although he couldn't see the details of the battle between Pang Zhan and Xia Yuan clearly, but he could find that the movements of the two seemed to be getting faster and faster, and the sound of the golden and iron clashing weapons had been connected, only occasionally there was a break.

With the passage of time, the two showed no signs of exhaustion, and the sound of gold and iron in their ears was still connected, but the destroyed and unsightly earth around the two of them, as well as the sand and dust raised by them, gradually, it seemed to be dyed with some blood, not the infection of iron and blood, but the real color of red dyed by blood.

"Zheng!"

The sound in his ears suddenly stopped, and the two figures shrouded in blood light also stopped at the same time at this moment, almost at the same time, the two people whose bodies had swelled to dozens of meters suddenly shrank at this moment, and blood light appeared behind them at the same time, among which appeared the soldiers and horses led by each other.

It's just that now, whether it is the Remnant Wolf Army or Xia Yuan's men and horses, their breath is much weaker than at the beginning, and all of them are injured, and what is even more strange is that the wounds are actually in the same position, and even the degree of injury is the same.

Xia Yuan and Pang Zhan stood opposite each other, their skin was blood-red, as if they had been cooked, and the long lance in his hand had already been half submerged into Pang Zhan's chest, and the long knife in Pang Zhan's hand also pierced Xia Yuan's abdomen, and the two of them were almost defeated.

However, although they were both defeated, both of them knew that the battle had been decided, and the final winner was the sixth prince Xia Yuan, the knife that pierced him in the abdomen only caused him some injuries, and the long lance that pierced Pang Zhan's chest had already penetrated Pang Zhan's heart.

Pang Zhan could feel that the blood in his body was being absorbed by the long lance that was stabbed on his chest, and the long lance in Xia Yuan's hand had the effect of being able to absorb the power in the enemy's blood and replenish Xia Yuan's consumption.

When the handsome man hiding in the shadows saw this scene, the dragon archery bow in his hand was immediately raised, and he pulled the bowstring with one hand and shot the arrow without hesitation.

A flash of white light, the speed was so fast that it was almost difficult to react, Xia Yuan felt a threat of death coming, he had felt this many times, but never once, it felt as strong as it was now.

Almost an instinctive reaction of his body, Xia Yuan pulled out the long lance that pierced Pang Zhan's chest like lightning and threw it behind him.

And it was also at this time that Pang Zhan suddenly made a move that Xia Yuan expected.

"Secret art, blood spirit!"

Pang Zhan also withdrew his long knife like lightning, and a blood-colored flame ignited on his body at this moment, condensed on the long knife in his hand, and then threw the long knife forward.

Blood Spirit, this is a secret technique created by Pang Zhan himself, it is completely unique to the Remnant Wolf Army, and it is a secret technique that is desperate at a critical moment.

The blade did not slash at Xia Yuan, but grazed Xia Yuan's cheek, leaving a blood mark on Xia Yuan's face, and flew towards Xia Yuan's back, catching up with the rapid white light.