Looking at Zhaoming and Shura in front of him, Xiang Jiu sneered: "Do you think that two people can be enemies of the Immortal King?"

Having said that, but because of Shura's knife just now, the anger in his heart calmed down. The two sub-saints in front of him are not comparable to ordinary monks, not to mention the Shura who has reached the Great Perfection realm, but the Zhaoming of the Dacheng realm is much better than the upper witches in the clan.

Above the witch is the great witch, and the two people in front of him can no longer be defined by ordinary sub-sages, they can only be said to be strong between sub-sages and immortal kings. The two of them joining forces are enough to pose a danger to themselves in the Immortal King realm.

was regarded as the goal of retrograde immortal killing, once successful, he became the one who was ridiculed in history, Xiang Jiu was very angry, but he was also helpless.

And the way to make this helplessness disappear is to do everything in your power to defeat the other party and make it impossible.

"Big brother, what's the situation?" Shura asked in a low voice.

"It's not a big deal, but you have to be more careful!" Zhao Ming said lightly, naturally more cautious in his heart.

This is different from the opponent of Yasheng, it is the immortal king, and if you are not careful, you can become the situation just now, and you will be attacked continuously, and you have no backhand.

"Then kill him, I want to drink the blood of the fairy king!" Shura laughed and suddenly threw the Rakshasa girl in his hand at the dove.

This girl came all the way, which was equivalent to a burden, which made him bored to death, and he was no longer an ordinary opponent at the moment, and Pear Blossom was not by Zhaoming's side, so he didn't bother to protect her anymore.

Throw the Rakshasa Girl at the Sakado, he will definitely attack, and if he doesn't die in his own hands at that time, it won't be considered a broken appointment.

It's just that as soon as he made a move, Zhao Ming immediately urged the fire escape technique to the front, and grabbed the Rakshasa girl in his hand.

Two brothers for so many years. How could he not know what Shura was thinking, and this rescue was not because of soft-heartedness, but just remembered that Rika had repeatedly told him not to kill the Rakshasa girl. Looking at the appearance of wanting to speak and stopping, I believe that there must be a reason.

was rescued by Zhaoming, and the Rakshasa girl broke out in a cold sweat, and her face was pale. His eyes were full of tears, and he was about to cry.

She is the proud daughter of the sky, how has she ever been treated like this, her eyes are even more full of hatred when she looks at Shura, all the way over, the little gratitude that arises from being protected by Shura is of course completely absent at this moment.

Saving the Rakshasa Woman, Zhaoming is also a little distressed, the next big battle will inevitably do his best, he really doesn't know how to protect the woman in his hands. That kind of fight. It's hard to take care of yourself, let alone others.

But if you put her down at will, the result won't make much difference, it's still death. After thinking for a moment in his heart, he immediately urged the Demon Emperor's battle body, turned into a 10,000-meter body, and then threw the Rakshasa woman in his hand vigorously and threw it in the direction of Buzhou Mountain.

Bai Ze, who had been watching the battle on the plains with his supernatural powers on Buzhou Mountain, naturally knew what Zhaoming meant. When the Rakshasa woman pierced the sky, she immediately took off into the air. He took the frightened woman in his hand.

Seeing Zhaoming like this, Xiang Jiu immediately made a move, attracted the power of the sea, punched hard, and hit Zhaoming, who had not yet recovered his body.

But seeing the blood flashing, the Snow Drinking Crazy Knife slashed through the sky with a surging momentum and killed it. The breath surged. It's like a raging storm.

At the same moment, in the sound of strange scriptures, the Blood Evil Buddha slowly stood up behind him, holding a blood-colored Zen staff, and let out a burst of laughter. The laughter was full of evil spiritual impact. It made the eyes of the countless monks around him suddenly turn red and become violent.

Whether it is the Immortal Clan or the Wu Clan, they are all without exception, and the attack is even more ruthless, and the six relatives do not recognize it, not only the enemy, but even the comrades-in-arms have become their targets.

At this time, Zhaoming had already dispersed the Demon Emperor's battle body supernatural powers, restored his normal body shape, condensed his true qi, swept with one kick, and directly lifted it on Xiang Jiu's arm with the fist of heavenly wrath.

Unequal to the dove reacted, and immediately dodged into the air with the technique of fire escape, stepped on the Xuanguang, accelerated with the pear immortal step, condensed the fist of heavenly wrath in his hand, and attacked again.

Shura also did not hesitate to wave the snow drinking madness knife in his hand, and sent out a crazy and disorderly attack, the sword surged, as if a blood sea dao fruit rose from hell, and between the shatters, the sword surged, with a terrifying killing intent shrouded towards Xiangjiu.

At the same moment, the Blood Evil Buddha also waved the Zen staff, turning the wreckage of the surrounding battlefield into a mass of flesh paste and blood and qi, attracting it towards the Zen staff.

In an instant, it condensed into a flesh and blood Zen staff, and smashed it down fiercely at the head of the dove.

Zhaoming, Shura, and the Blood Evil Buddha were equal to three top sub-saints of the same strength, without making the slightest reservation, they were not facing monks of the same realm, but immortal kings.

Even if you try your best, you may not win, and if you keep it, you will definitely lose. And on such a battlefield, losing means death.

They don't want to die, and neither do the doves. Facing the three of them joining forces, they concentrated and calmed down, their figures flashed, and they widened the distance between themselves and the Blood Evil Buddha, kicked at the Snow Drink Crazy Knife, and waved their hands to attract the power of Shui Xing to force Zhaoming.

The power of the water and the power of one kick were all exhausted, and the breath of the immortal king surged, like a volcanic eruption, and it erupted directly to the extreme, and the huge force directly forced the two of them back.

A qiē happened between the lightning and flint, and Xiang Jiu had already broken the siege of the three people, and then gathered his strength to fight hard and bombarded the blood-colored Zen staff in the hand of the Blood Evil Buddha.

At this time, the blood-colored Zen staff just fell, and was directly hit by a punch from Xiang Jiu.

"Boom!"

The power exploded, and the huge wave of qi almost dispersed the figure of the Blood Evil Buddha, but the dove was not happy, and with a muffled snort, his fist became a blur of flesh and blood.

This is just a skin injury, the terrible thing is that the power contained in the mass of flesh and blood condensed at the top of the blood-colored Zen staff is different from the energy attack, and it is also different from the spiritual attack, it is actually a feeling of directly disintegrating one's own body.

If I had to describe it, it was more like an attack of life force, and the attack of the Blood Evil Buddha by gathering the remnants of the life force of those dead monks was extremely terrifying. While disintegrating the physical body, it also shocked his soul to a great extent, causing his consciousness to be in a trance.

As soon as he calmed down, he saw that the red color came from the front and back, one was a red flame, and the other was a red blood, Zhaoming and Shura didn't dare to prepare each other at all, and they killed each other frantically again.

This fearless attack method made Xiang Gu angry, and the reason that had just calmed down became furious again, and he roared: "It's too naïve to want to test the knife with me, I want you to see the gap between the Immortal King and the Yasheng." ”

Although he knew that this was not the right battle in mind, it didn't matter at the moment. If you are a Wu clan, you should use the Wu clan's fighting style and do your best, regardless of a qiē. Either die in madness or crush your opponent in madness.

The three of them fought as a group, and after recovering their bodies with the help of the Blood Evil Buddha who was constantly dying and recondensing their blood qi, they did not join the battle group again, but continued to kill the surrounding monks and absorb the blood qi.

Some of it is used for self-restoration, and some of it is transmitted into the body of Shura, which provides it with a huge amount of energy.

The flames flew wildly, the blood was surging, and under the crazy bombardment, the vitality of heaven and earth turned into fluorescents, flying in all directions like butterflies. An evil beauty, but also a detached attack from terror.

There was the overflow of the power of the water line, intending to wrap the two forces in turn, but it was only a flash in the pan, and it was immediately suppressed again.

The two brothers have experienced countless tacit understandings of life and death, and they all show it at this moment, joining forces with each other's supernatural powers to make up for each other's flaws, plus the help of the Blood Evil Buddha from time to time, even if the other party is a strong immortal king, they will not fall behind at all.

An immortal king was restrained by two sub-saints, this is by no means a situation that the Wu clan wants to see, seeing that Xiang Jiu could not win, Xiang Liu gave a look at the head of the Wu family, Wu Wu, who was not far away, and Wu Qi's body moved, and immediately killed Xiang Jiu where he was.

The immortal kings of the immortal clan who had not yet made a move were all looking at this place from a distance, and since Zhaoming appeared, it attracted their attention.

At this moment, seeing Wuqi make a move, the prince of the east was expressionless, and he didn't mean to make a move. The Arrow God King is the most loyal subordinate, knowing that the Eastern Princes do not have a good impression of Zhaoming, and naturally they will not do anything that should not be done without receiving orders.

Shangqing Daoist looked indifferent, although he was looking at the battlefield, he didn't seem to have the intention of intercepting Wuqi.

Taiqing Daoren's eyes flashed with black light, his face was expressionless, as if nothing could alarm him in his heart, ruthless and desireless.

Seeing that these people were like this, Yuqing Daoist sighed, put away the wine bottle in his hand, and the Qingping sword on his waist shot out, turning into an afterimage and rushing out. The last hair came first, and in the blink of an eye, he had already arrived in front of Wuqi, and a sword was slashed out, and there was no huge momentum, as if it was an extremely ordinary sword.

But it was such a sword, but it made Wu Qi's heart beat wildly, and he felt a danger like death, and without saying a word, his figure flashed, and he avoided it directly.

Forcing back Wuqi, the Yuqing Daoist did not attack further, but just looked in the direction of Xiangliu and said, "Xiangliu Great Witch, where is the high priest?"

"Nature is where it should be!" said Aiyanagi coldly.

The Yuqing Daoist looked at him and said loudly: "This war actually doesn't have much meaning, the world is divided into four points, and your Wu clan has already won three points." If Nuwa comes out, the situation in the world has been decided, and she will not change anything, and the biggest benefit is actually your Wu clan. ”

"Retreat, I want to do senseless killing. ”

Xiang Liu also understands the truth of this, if he can't take down the immortal clan overnight, in the face of the increasingly powerful immortal clan, releasing Nuwa is not a bad thing for the Wu clan.

But the order of the high priest of the Wu clan, he couldn't disobey it, so he could only look at the Yuqing Daoist and say loudly: "The glory of the Wu clan is made with strength, and you want to make demands on me and show your strength." ”

"In that case, then you can't blame me. ”

Yuqing Dao was tall, raised the Qingping sword in his hand, and slashed out with a sword.

"Chasm Slash!"

Before the words fell, I saw the sword qi falling, as if opening the heavens and the earth, directly drawing a gap between heaven and earth on the sword finger plain, with a width of 10,000 meters, dividing the entire battlefield into two halves. (To be continued......)