With Weng Guo's martial arts and eyesight, he can naturally see the actual form on the field, but over the years, the strength of the Xingtian Witch Saint has long been deeply implanted in their souls, maybe someone can defeat the Xingtian Witch Saint with profound cultivation and powerful magic weapons, but if it is said that hand-to-hand combat, defeating him with martial arts, it is absolutely impossible.

"Weng Guo, I admire your strength, but when it comes to eyesight, you are not as good as Yuan Hong. Yuan Hong suddenly grinned and said with a smile: "Your Highness's strength, others don't know, I can be very clear, against our level, I'm afraid it won't take three or two moves, your family's Xingtian Witch Saint, do you have this strength?"

Weng Guo's face suddenly changed when he heard this, and the great witches of the Wu clan behind him also looked at Yuan Hong angrily.

"Oh, you want to fight in a group?" Yuan Hong glanced at the group of witches with disdain.

"What are you doing? Look at it carefully, you may not see this level of battle a few times in your life, if you want to teach him a lesson, when Lord Xingtian is done, you will challenge again!"

The violent eyes of the Great Witch of Weng Kingdom quickly swept behind him, suppressed a group of Great Witches, and then said to Yuan Hong: "Brother Yuan's combat power is strong, and when the time comes, I will be the first to understand the Great Witch of Weng Kingdom." ”

"I'm afraid you won't make it!" Yuan Hong's face changed, and he said in his heart that he had underestimated Xingtian's status in the hearts of all the great witches, but he was not afraid, and said that fighting, he Yuan Hong would only be too little, how could he be too much!

The atmosphere on the sidelines of the training ground gradually solidified, and the situation on the field became more and more tense.

The two fought very quickly, even under the strong pressure of the training ground, the speed of the shot was still increasing very quickly, from the very beginning, ordinary witches could see clearly, and gradually became even if Yuan Hong Weng was a great witch, he could only occasionally see their true bodies even if he tried his best.

Peerless martial arts, powerful strength and speed in coordination. In pure hand-to-hand combat, this is already the pinnacle of the entire Three Realms.

"Boom, boom—"

The huge roar continued one after another, and at this time, Xingtian had completely fallen into a disadvantage, and he could still grab one attack out of the original ten moves, but now the big axe in his right hand had been changed to his left hand, and the giant shield was blocked in front of his chest.

If it is said that at the beginning, Xingtian could still use his martial arts to block Yang Jiao's offensive. Now that a thousand moves are open, he can't completely block it.

Most of the time, he can only rely on the defense of the giant shield and his own strength stronger than Yang Jiao's to resist forcefully.

If purely from the combat level, Xingtian has been defeated at this time.

At this time, the Wuwu Clan's Great Witches led by Weng Guo Dawu also understood the situation, except for Weng Guo Dawu who could still maintain his composure and not change his face, the rest of the Great Witches had a look of grief and indignation on their faces.

I think that the Wu clan was under the command of the twelve ancestors and witches, galloping through the wilderness. Ruling the world, not only are they forced to hide in such poor mountains and evil waters, but even the Xingtian Witch Saint, whom they regard as the undefeated god of war, is now about to be defeated.

"Lord Xingtian is the god of war, and he will not be defeated!" Weng Guowu clenched his hands into fists, and his eyes flashed with an incomparably determined light.

He is not only the strongest of the witch clan, but also the apprentice of the Xingtian Witch Saint, and his confidence in Xingtian. Stronger than yourself.

The fighting in the training ground is getting fiercer.

Yang Jiao insisted on the glaive sword, or chopping or chopping. Under the amplification of the strong will of fusion, it has completely gained the upper hand at this time.

On the other hand, the Xingtian Witch Saint has completely given up the big axe at this time, focusing on defense, although he has been hit by a lot of knives, but with the strong flesh of the Wu clan. It has no effect on his strength at all.

Yang Jiao, who had the upper hand in the battle, was not as relaxed as outsiders imagined at this time, but his face was solemn and his spirit was tense, and his strength at this time had reached its peak. I played to the limit, but I still couldn't beat my opponent.

On the other hand, after surviving the initial difficulties, the defensive shield method that he had fallen into a bottleneck slowly began to improve, and the fire of battle intent in his eyes also completely burned.

As a witch saint, Xingtian did not open up a small world, or his small world, it was himself, the Ten Ancestors were like this back then, and he is like this now.

The Wu clan is the supremacy of the flesh.

"Boom—"

In the blink of an eye, a thousand moves passed, and the situation in the field at this time had changed compared to before.

Yang Jiao still has the upper hand, but the advantage is not as obvious as before, and at this time, it is difficult for his knife to break through the opponent's giant shield.

On the sidelines, Weng Guodawu's eyes had turned into bright gold, looking at the Xingtian Witch Saint who had moved back to the situation little by little in the field, his momentum was also rising little by little.

Yuan Hong obviously also saw the change in the Xingtian Witch Saint, and secretly said in his heart: "The Xingtian Witch Saint is really extraordinary, he actually broke through in the battle, this is interesting, if His Highness is defeated, it must be a very interesting thing." ”

Thinking that since following Yang Jiao, the latter has never been defeated, Yuan Hong couldn't help but want to see Yang Jiao's appearance after his defeat.

Bi Xiao, who had been standing beside Yuan Hong, fell into a very strange aura at this time, on the edge of this training ground full of the heavy history of the Wu Clan, somehow, Bi Xiao felt that the sword intent of the Zhu Immortal in his chest couldn't help but want to break out.

The battle in the field continued, the defensive shield method of the Heavenly Witch Saint became more and more perfect, and gradually, the giant shield returned to his left hand, and on his right hand, the cold light on the big axe could not wait.

After fighting for another moment, Yang Jiao's whole body was already soaked with sweat, and his eyes were also a little tired, although the sword technique was still extremely mysterious, it was no longer as irresistible as before.

Yang Jiao's attack weakened, and the Xingtian Witch Saint finally found an opportunity and began to attack.

"Roar—"

Xingtian Wusheng roared frantically, venting the depression in his heart vigorously, in the battle just now, Yang Jiao fought heartily, but he had been passively beaten, and he was aggrieved to death.

"Hum—"

The bright axe light broke through the red and black sword light in the sky, like an evil dragon with teeth and claws, and it tore at Yang Jiao fiercely.

At this time-

"Boom-"

An earth-shattering loud sound came from afar, and then twelve incomparably huge golden figures appeared directly in the sky above the Wu tribe, and the huge, mighty momentum instantly crushed some weak witches nearby.

"What's going on?"

Weng Guodawu, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, reacted instantly, and flew in the direction of the twelve golden men while roaring.

The momentum exuded by the twelve golden figures was extremely powerful, and even Yang Jiao and Xingtian, who were fighting in the field, were affected.

Yang Jiao Yanyue's big knife flipped and took the axe of Xingtian, and then his body flew down with a spin, and he jumped out of the battle circle directly.

Xingtian Wusheng obviously understood what Yang Jiao meant, and after glancing at Yang Jiao, he immediately ran in stride, and soon went out of the range of the coercion of the training ground, and then flew up, and also greeted him in the direction of the Twelve Golden Men. (To be continued.) )