He turned around and hugged Xiaohong. Not only did he not go with them, but he rushed towards the Lizhou position.
As soon as Huang Yu saw it, he quickly grabbed Dao Luoyu and said, "What are you doing?"
"I don't feel good. I'm going to take a look. You guys go first, hurry up." Luo Yu handed it over in a few words, immediately hugged Xiao Hong, borrowed the power of the stone, and fled towards the battlefield.
She really wasn't worried about Yun Shitian's place.
Seeing this, Huang Yu knew that he could not stop Luo Yu, so he gritted his teeth, waved his hand, and retreated with the people who were lurking in.
There were no stars in the night sky, and it was so dark that I was frightened.
"Boom." A fierce collision erupted above Lizhou City.
Just like a spark hitting the earth, it shoots out destructive sparks.
The air burned, torn, and twisted in such collisions.
Gold, red and black, silver and red, the two colors are constantly colliding in the air. The dazzling light overwhelms any light in this area and covers all directions.
"Bang." There was a fierce collision.
Yun Shitian swung his sword and struck it hard on the golden-red light shield of the peerless master opposite.
The golden-red light shield cracked with a bang, just like the glass, shattered into pieces, flying out in all directions.
In an instant, the troops from Brahma Pavilion and Wangtianya stopped attacking below, and everyone nearby screamed and ran back.
How could they resist the golden and red power?
At the same time, I watched the cheers of the soldiers and horses from Tianya flying in the sky one after another.
Their king is very, very powerful.
But no one saw that under the strong black, silver and red light, Yun Shitian's face was shockingly pale, and little bits of red blood seeped out from the corners of his mouth.
The strength is too much.
Although relying on the Kirin Rakshasa Sword, one against three has not yet lost.
However, his body could not withstand the impact of such full power.
Under that all-out attack, the blood inside his body almost boiled. He could hardly control his body and was on the verge of collapse.
"King, king..."
The soldiers and civilians looking proudly at Tianya in the distance couldn't see clearly. Yan Fei and the six twenty-eight star masters who were held tightly by the twelve purple kings nearby.