Chapter 676 Atilin’s swan song

"Brother, come and help me!" Xia Houyuan roared and struck out with no more than two moves. The feeling he received from the opponent was really despairing.

Divine cultivators themselves are unreasonable guys, and when they fight to the death, the two Xiahou brothers are inherently weak.

There is no other way, all the credit has been taken, and now it is almost time to receive the reward, who can still risk his life to accompany the madman opposite who has nothing.

If it weren't for their responsibilities, and if they both had their own dignity, they would have let this guy go a long time ago.

"Get out of here!" Atilin roared angrily, not caring that Xiahou Dun's spear was stabbed into his shoulder, and he fiercely attacked Xiahou Yuan with his blood-red eyes.

Without retreating, Xia Houyuan's armor was soon broken into pieces and Xia Houyuan was given several scars.

This was the result of Xiahou Dun's help in defense. If not for this, Xiahou Yuan might have been killed by Atilin.

Atilin's momentum was rising crazily, but he still couldn't defeat the Xiahou brothers on the opposite side. Especially after Xiahou Yuan was injured, the Xiahou brothers all went berserk, and the fight was so intense that they were inseparable.

Xiahou Yuan's armor was either broken or blown away, and the same was true for Atilin. Only Xiahou Dun, who had been helping to defend against side attacks, was better, but his armor was also in tatters.

As Xiahou Yuan's injuries became more and more serious, Xiahou Dun's momentum became more and more terrifying, until after reaching a certain limit, Xiahou Dun directly pushed Xiahou Yuan away and faced Atilin alone.

"It seems like you're only at this level!"

Xiahou Dun and Atilin collided with each other, and both of them took a few steps back. The difference was that Xiahou Dun recovered his injuries, while Atilin only took a few steps back.

Xiahou Dun didn't say anything, and his aura became even stronger, and he bumped into Atilin directly.

Xiahou Dun's injuries became more and more serious, but his eyes were cold and fearless, and the blood on his body was directly shaken into mist, emitting a fierce light like a ghost.

At this time, the two people's spears had almost no other changes except for the simplest and most direct techniques such as stabbing, picking, and sweeping. The piecemeal attacks were connected together, and they were all the most labor-saving enemy-killing moves on the battlefield.

The momentum of both sides was extremely fierce, their spears were fierce and powerful, and both sides were determined not to retreat even a step, so the battle between the two sides became more and more fierce.

Until a certain moment, Atilin fired a shot, and Xiahou Dun vomited blood and fell from his horse. After being seriously injured and fighting for a long time, he finally couldn't hold on anymore. But Atilin saw hope, and the battle became more and more fierce.

After Xiahou Dun was defeated, Atilin had already reached the state of complete divine breakthrough.

After witnessing the destruction of his nation and bearing the pressure of the entire tribe's future survival, Atilin rose to the top and became one of the pinnacle military commanders in the world.

Divine cultivators have always been unreasonable, just like Atilin leaped across several levels in one leap and reached the second echelon.

Xia Houyuan blocked Atilin's attack with one shot, avoiding the tragic fate of his eldest brother being stabbed to death. At this time, Atilin exuded a feeling of fear that made him frightened.

Although the wounds on the opponent's body were fatal, Atilin seemed harmless at this moment, as if the injuries did not exist at all.

"The mind is immortal and the body is immortal?"

Xia Houyuan was not ignorant. He could see the opponent's current strength almost at a glance, and his pressure immediately doubled.

Atilin glanced at Xiahou Yuan, probably because he was worried that Xia Houyuan was not an opponent that could be killed with just a few random moves. He glanced at the seriously injured Xiahou Dun, then galloped towards the outside.

Without any obstacles, he will now be able to leap into the sea and the sky.

But soon, an elegant figure jumped out in front of his eyes.

"Sorry, this road is blocked!"

Zhao Yun showed a kind face and looked at Atilin in front of him with surprise.

His contribution has finally come to fruition.

It's a bittersweet thing to say. He is a mixed player of civil servant and military commander, but he is only a Guannei Marquis. Although he is also a feudal lord, that thing is very important.

But now, a world-breaking general of the Northern Huns appeared in front of him. According to the Northern Huns' culture of respecting strength, this guy is definitely a big fish.

Even if he can't surpass Lu Bu's title, he can at least be on par with Lu Bu.

Thinking, thinking, Zhao Yun actually became distracted for a moment.

Atilin immediately seized this opportunity and shot him directly.

"Ding!"

The tip of Zhao Yun's spear was accurately positioned on the tip of Atilin's spear. Zhao Yun, who arrived first, even tilted his opponent's spear and shook his hand to poke a spear flower on Atilin's body.

A bright hole.

"The mind is immortal and the body is immortal?"

Zhao Yun was stunned for a moment when he saw Atilin, who had an extra hole but acted as usual.

He knew his opponent was a big fish, but he didn't expect it to be so big.

Immediately, Zhao Yun did not dare to look down upon him in the slightest, and he mustered up all his energy to face Atilin.

A general who can reach the level of idealism is basically on the same level as him. If he is unable to exert his full strength, he may even fall into a disadvantage.

Zhao Yun did not dare to be careless and skipped the probing stage directly. His attack was a decisive move. The light and heavy sword technique was smoothly used by Zhao Yun.

With a powerful and heavy blow, he feinted a spear, which directly deflected Atilin's spear. Then, taking advantage of the momentum of the spear, he used the force and twisted the spear a few times in the air like a snake, and then circled towards Atilin.

Lin was stabbed.

Atilin was caught off guard and was poked through a hole by Zhao Yun again.

Atilin took a deep breath and realized that he couldn't face the pretty boy opposite him in his current state.

Without saying a word, he turned around and ran away. In the past, he might have met Hunter Xinxi or something, but now he just wanted to survive.

"boom!"

But before he could run very far on his BMW, a huge square-shaped halberd crossed the space and directly nailed his BMW to the ground.

Attilin, who was thrown to the ground, rolled around in embarrassment, and across all distances, he saw the culprit who shot his BMW to death.

With just one glance, Atilin felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

It was Lu Bu who took action. He couldn't bear to look at Zhao Yun's opponent. After shooting an arrow, he planned to go back and find a few unlucky people to vent his anger.

But Atilin actually dared to use his spiritual thoughts to turn around and cause trouble for himself. Lu Bu immediately used his spiritual thoughts to give Atilin a halberd.

Attilin, who had a head-on confrontation with Lu Bu's spiritual thoughts, immediately succumbed for a few minutes.

The injuries on his body also began to worsen, so the best way to deal with the spiritual cultivator was naturally to find another stronger spiritual cultivator.

The only person who can compete with Lu Bu in spiritual thinking is Guan Yu, not Ati Lin.
Chapter completed!