Although it was just a collision between two people.
But the power it created was like two fighter jets colliding together.
Almost everyone on the battlefield subconsciously looked towards the sky, wanting to see who was the winner between the two A-level peaks.
Soon, cheers burst out from the military police team and the demon-slaying team.
And there was a scream from the Holy Knights!
Arubas, the Taurus Knight, is the only alien among the Twelve Knights.
He is also known as the top three strong man among the Twelve Knights.
But when facing the top master of the Secret Bureau's field team, he was still defeated miserably. His huge body was full of cracks and his golden armor was dim in color.
Then he fell directly into the sea of fire.
Xu Zhenzi's face was pale and his whole body was covered in blood.
It wasn't that he was cut somewhere on his body, but because of the collision just now, his blood seeped out along his skin.
He secretly thought that he was lucky that this werewolf was strong enough, and even among those at the peak of A-level, he was one of those who could fight well.
The collision just now was no different than a normal battle. One careless move could kill anyone!
Fortunately, I won in the end.
He took a deep breath and shouted: "Secret Bureau field team Xu Zhenshi! Come for reinforcements!"
Suddenly a loud shout came from the opposite side: "Yingzhou Immortal Mountain! The Immortal Army was ordered to reinforce the temple! Where is Zhang Baiqiang! Kill me, the Yingzhou Immortal, and I will capture you and take you back. The sky will strike you with thunder! The sky will burn your soul!"
Xu Zhenzi turned around and saw a guy with flames all over his body running fast.
Behind him, three thousand immortal soldiers carrying long swords and wearing uniform white robes have arrived at the periphery of the battlefield!
Three thousand immortal soldiers!
The information on the Immortal Soldiers is already in the files of the Secret Bureau of Middle-earth.
To put it bluntly, the immortal soldiers are actually ordinary people, some of them fell into deep sleep with the immortals, and some of them were slave soldiers recruited in Middle-earth after the five immortal mountains appeared.
Yes, these people call themselves Immortal Soldiers when speaking to the outside world.
In fact, they are essentially slave soldiers.
They absolutely obey the orders of the immortals and can do whatever they want.
Just for the slightest chance to stand out among the immortal soldiers, be favored by the immortal, and be accepted as a disciple.
Becoming a disciple of an immortal means becoming a member of the Immortal Mountain.
The ingredients of these immortal soldiers are very mixed, and their strength is also uneven.
The highest is level A, and the worst is level C or even level D.
The guy in the lead, with his whole body covered in flames, had soul fluctuations that were almost off the charts. He was either a false god, or a genuine S-class!
Xu Zhenzi pulled out his two swords and shouted: "Field team! Follow me!"
Behind him, a dozen B-level masters drew their swords and faced the three thousand immortal soldiers without hesitation!
In an instant, the two sides were in close combat.
I saw blood splattering everywhere and screams.
Xu Zhenshi brought more than a dozen B-levels and collided with him abruptly!
The battle is still going on, but it is obvious that there is a huge disparity in numbers between China and the other side.
The eight hundred military police squad, plus Xu Zhenshi's field team and Brother Guan's demon-slaying squad, were less than one-fifth of their number.
That is to say, everyone was brave and fought to a draw with the other party.
But as time went by, Yingzhou's immortal troops arrived for reinforcements, and the addition of three thousand fresh troops gradually tipped the balance.
Zhang Baiqiang cursed and swept around with his hammer.
The surrounding Templars did not dare to confront him head-on and retreated one after another.
These bastards were very smart and knew that Zhang Baiqiang was powerful, so they sent more than ten A-levels to pester him.
Only two of these A-levels are in peak condition, and the rest are all newly promoted A-levels.
They came and fell one after another, forming an encirclement and trapping Zhang Baiqiang inside.
Zhang Baiqiang came over with a hammer, and the Templars retreated.
Zhang Baiqiang wanted to leave, but the Templars pounced on him and entangled him.
Anyway, if Zhang Baiqiang retreats, they will advance. If Zhang Baiqiang advances, they will retreat.
The word is "obscene"!
Zhang Bai cursed angrily.
He is not afraid of more than ten A-levels. As long as they fight head-on, he will kill them all sooner or later.
But if more than a dozen A-levels try to harass you, it's extremely disgusting.
He wanted to get away and go to the Immortal Soldiers to give him a hard blow, but the opponent's dozen or so A-levels were like cowhide plaster, clinging to him and unable to escape.
In comparison, the demon-slaying team was even worse.
The average strength of the demon-slaying team is not very strong. Basically all the members are B-level, and only the captain Guan Erge is at the peak of A-level.
Their opponents were two peak A-level Golden Knights.
Zhang Baiqiang remembered that when he first arrived, there were more than ten people in the demon-slaying team in black suits, all carrying Qinglong Yanyue Swords.
So far, there are only five left.
Half dead.
Zhang Baiqiang's heart gradually sank.
So far in the war, China-Earth has very little chance of winning!
If the fight continues like this, the hundreds of demon-suppressing soldiers may be completely wiped out!
While I was thinking about that, I heard thunder rolling in the air and dark clouds gathering.
Immediately afterwards, a darkness gradually enveloped and spread around.
Zhang Baiqiang felt awe-inspiring in his heart and shouted loudly: "Old God code number 113! The Dark and Silent One! Curse Xie Kun!"
At the same time, someone else smiled miserably: "Old God code number 134! Black God Kizgus!"
Two old gods have arrived again!
Plus the immortal and God whose whole body is surrounded by fire.
There are already four S-class experts here!
On the other hand, in Middle-earth, except why not come, there is no real god here!
I'm afraid I'm going to lose this battle!
If you lose, you lose. Who in the world has never lost before?
The key is, if China-Earth loses, who else can get He Yongheng back?
The two old gods each occupied half of the world, looking down at the entire battlefield.
They did not take action against this group of ants. Instead, they focused their attention on the battle between the Holy Lord and He Bu Lai.
The evil behind Xie Kun's curse gradually spread outwards, and the fluctuations in his soul spread throughout the audience: "I want that sword!"
The Holy Lord smiled and said: "Everyone wants good things, the key is whether you have the strength to get them!"
Xie Kun's soul wavered with disdain.
But seeing the black curtain continue to spread in all directions, they arrived at the battlefield where the Holy Lord and He Bu came in an instant.
Why Bu Lai suddenly turned around and swung out the sheathed sword in his hand, the sword aura fierce.
In an instant, a crack was forcibly cut into the black curtain by this sword!
Why don't you come and say coldly: "Get out! If you dare to disturb me from killing the Holy Lord, I will kill you first!"
Cu Xiekun is known as the Dark and Silent One, and darkness is his true nature.
For a long time, relying on his special life form, he has been domineering in Middle-earth.
In the end, with just one strike of the sword, this guy quickly retreated without even daring to take another step closer!
Kizgus' soul wave came: "Join forces!"
Why not come strong!
Especially the sword in his hand, which is so powerful even before it is unsheathed!
If he draws the sword in his hand, I'm afraid even the old gods will be chopped to pieces!
If this stall does not join forces, he will probably come to kill himself after killing the Holy Lord!
The three god-level experts did not discuss or communicate.
But they have already formed a triangular formation, surrounding He Bu Lai at the core.
He Bu Lai looked solemn and slowly placed his right hand on the hilt of the black and white sword of life and death.
Although he is unruly, he still knows his priorities clearly.
With the three items in front of me, it is more than enough to pack one by myself.
If the two of them join forces, they will definitely lose, but if they escape, it won't be a problem.
But if the three of them come together, it might be difficult to escape.
Unless you draw the sword yourself!
He is very confident. With the black and white sword of life and death that contains thousands of years of sword edge, these three S-class strong men will definitely not be able to stop him!
You might even lose your mind!
But he didn't prepare this earth-shattering sword for these three people at all.
They don't deserve it!
Only powerful men like Cthulhu, God, or Penglai Immortal Lord, and Emperor Fengdu are eligible to enjoy it!