The nearly 100 cultivators on the ground were extremely frightened, and under this violent aura, they had to lift their true qi, resist it vigorously, and forcibly calm down. If it is to fight against these royal realms, it will only be crushed. Fortunately, the three of them fought together, worried that their true qi would leak and hurt their own camp, and the higher they flew, the smaller the pressure on them.

However, forty-eight people who were highly poisonous in their bodies and fell to the ground and convulsed, they couldn't raise their true qi to resist, they all relied on their physical instincts, and those with low realms actually began to bleed from the corners of their mouths.

The blood is not bright red, but dark, and it is clear that the poison penetrates deep into the blood!

Zhang Baishan usually spends a lot of time with the two poison kings, and he doesn't have the slightest sense of freshness in their breath, so he turns a blind eye. But now they are with Dangkang, one is vicious and fierce, the other is peaceful and upright, cordial and pleasant, and the two breaths are in stark contrast.

When Kang's whole body was pale yellow and gentle, it made Zhang Baishan feel inexplicable love in his heart, and it made him relax a little about the tension of the dangerous situation in front of him.

Huo Qinyuan saw that Dang Kang was actually in the late stage of the Martial King Realm, he was shocked at first, and then shouted loudly: "It's okay, it's okay! I haven't thrown off my arms to fight for a long time, and I'm here to be happy today!"

Zhang Baishan frowned, his hands clenched tightly, and he held his breath.

I repeatedly calculated, thinking that it was thorough and detailed, but I didn't expect to be calculated and fall into the trap of the other party. His heart was racing, but he couldn't think of a better way to turn the situation around.

The two camps on the ground watched the three martial kings fight higher and higher in the sky, and the coercion dissipated, and they also shouted loudly, rushed to each other, and fought together in an instant.

The wind howled, the trees were broken, the rocks pierced through the air, and the smoke suddenly filled the entire sky!

The sound of the impact of the weapons was like thunder, and the blood shot out, staining the blue sky red!

Some people's arms were torn off, some people's chests were cut, and some people's thighs were cut off, and blood poured into them, and they fell to the ground and rolled on the ground, screaming and screaming.

There were only fifteen people on one side, and more than fifty on the other, but the battle was never about numbers, but about strength. As soon as the two teams collided, Leng Chang's side had the upper hand.

Seeing this, Wu Hui quickly took out more than 150 puppets from the ring.

Among the more than 150 puppets, 128 are inherited by the old man in the cave, and the other 20 are refined by him and a group of people and horses from Qingyao Mountain in the past six months, but the highest is only in the early stage of the martial arts realm.

Although the realm of martial arts is not high, more than 150 puppets are strong and not afraid of death, even if they cut off their legs or arms, they will not cry out in pain, and they will continue to slash and kill unrelentingly, until they die, which is extremely difficult.

Under the command of Wu Hui, more than 150 puppets entered the camp and quickly besieged the other four, making the ground battle slowly in a state of balance.

At this critical juncture, Zhang Baishan did not forget the life and death of the forty-eight slaves, killed the golden scorpion, and shouted: "You go and save the forty-eight people." ”

The golden scorpion received the order, made a ruthless move, and withdrew from the killing array with several of his Martial Sect Realm subordinates, and went straight to the forty-eight people who fell to the ground.

It turned out that last night, Leng Chang later took out the wine and food to treat everyone, Lu Wen and the others saw that all the sixteen people in Leng Chang had eaten, so they had no scruples, but they didn't expect that Leng Chang and the sixteen people quietly took the antidote pill later, and the poison of these forty-eight people was planted in the body.

In today's camp, when Kang saw at a glance that the other party had two martial kings, Leng Chang was completely convinced that these forty-eight people had betrayed the enemy, so he quietly released the poison under the pretext of talking to Zhang Baishan and others.

The poison was inhaled into the body by 48 people through the air, triggering the poison in the body, causing all 48 people to be poisoned and collapsed.

Fortunately, after Zhang Baishan planned to kill Leng Chang, he transferred the forty-eight people to Qingyao Mountain, so he gave them Qingyao Mountain anti-poison pills in advance. This anti-poison elixir can be used for a long time to resist the strange toxins of the Ten Thousand Poison Forest. Forty-eight people insisted on taking it for nearly a month, and although the Lengchang poison was poisonous, it could not kill these forty-eight people for a while.

The golden scorpion is also a master of poisoning, and when he came to the forty-eight people, he waved his hand and turned the antidote pill into a mist, enveloping the forty-eight people. It's just that forty-eight people were poisoned too deeply, and although the poison was resolved, their strength could not be recovered immediately.

The golden scorpion had no other choice, so they had to support each other, ask their subordinates to cover and retreat first, and join the fight again.

The earth-shaking battle twenty miles outside the city, especially the duel between the three Martial King Realms destroying the world in mid-air, had already alarmed the officers and soldiers and the people in Yisu City. Countless people climbed onto the city wall to watch, so much so that the city wall became a viewing platform. Some cultivation masters even occupy favorable terrain. Such a high-level fight, being able to observe it carefully, is of great benefit to one's martial arts.

City Lord Mao Yuan naturally knew the movement, and stood on the top of the highest building in the City Lord's Mansion and stared into the distance.

With his Martial King Realm's skills, he could naturally see the battle twenty miles away clearly. Although Zhang Baishan has a large number of people, he is at a disadvantage in both camps.

The Baishan family is already a well-known family in Yisu City. Zhang Baishan has dealt with him several times in a month since that time of life and death, this young man is young, steady, modest, polite, and has unlimited potential for cultivation, especially when he has given great gifts several times, and his good impression of him is increasing day by day.

In addition, after Zhang Baishan formed the Baishan family, he immediately ordered Hu Zuan to bear the guilt of Jing Zun, apologize, refund and lose money, and changed the style of operation in Sioux City, which received rave reviews.

Mao Yuan pondered whether to go and help Zhang Baishan. There are a lot of Wuhou Realm under him, and Shi Yi, the deputy city lord and captain of the elite guard, is also a Martial King Realm, and after going into battle, he will definitely be able to help Zhang Baishan turn the situation on the battlefield.

But Mao Yuan thought again, this power to fight with Zhang Baishan is so strong, it can be seen how huge the power behind it is, if he gets involved, it may cause a tribal war.

After thinking about it repeatedly, Mao Yuan chose not to move, just waiting from afar.

Zhang Baishan repeatedly planned today's battle yesterday, but he didn't expect the opponent's troops to be so strong.

Although he learned that there were a lot of people in the late stage of the other party's Wuhou Realm, he didn't expect that there was actually a late stage of the Wuwang Realm. It was this late stage of the Martial King Realm that completely disrupted his combat deployment, as the so-called wrong step, wrong step.

On Qingyao Mountain, there are more than sixty Martial Sect Realms, and he can even bring down all the Demon Birds and Demon Beasts of the Division Realm on Qingyao Mountain.

Although their realm is low, the number is too large, even if Leng Chang has fifteen Hou realms, in front of this huge sect realm and master realm, there is only a share of defeat.

But that's all hypothetical. The reality is brutal, and the fighting is very fierce.

Of course, there is also his old third brother on Qingyao Mountain. If the third brother of the old way makes a move, there will be no suspense in the battle.

But after eight months of getting along, Zhang Baishan knew that the third brother would never interfere in his affairs and battles in the mortal world. Like the life-and-death struggle with the Hu family some time ago, the third brother must be able to perceive it on Qingyao Mountain, but he didn't show up, which illustrates this.