The two sides formed groups of two and faced Mo Beitian, Qing Ji, and Ning Yue.
The four masters themselves are not low in cultivation, and Ye Shijun's strength has risen sharply, which has the potential to destroy everything.
Ning Yue and Mo Beitian faced off against such a pair of masters.
Although Futian was a little worse, it was actually quite difficult for Qingji to face one of the four masters plus him.
And as the leaders like them were restrained, the entire battle began to suddenly turn around.
The three teams that were already in sight of a breakthrough suddenly encountered huge resistance and saw their hopes extinguished. Qing Ji and Mo Beitian were injured one after another. Although Ning Yue was strong in cultivation, she could not withstand Ye Shijun and Lord Bigfoot.
A pincer attack between two top players.
After just a few dozen moves, Ning Yue was already clearly exhausted. Taking this opportunity, Ye Shijun and Lord Bigfoot suddenly stepped up their attacks, beating Ning Yue back steadily.
"Ningyue, what should we do now?"
Qing Ji and others, who finally rushed out, were beaten back to their original positions again, and their bodies were covered with scars. She hurriedly turned to Ning Yue, who had also retreated.
There was blood at the corner of Ningyue's mouth, and she glanced coldly at the six masters and the 50,000 troops assisting in the attack.
"The enemy's firepower is too fierce, and there are experts in the formation. The breakout is a dead end. Let everyone retreat, shrink the defense line, and defend me." Ning Yue shouted urgently.
Even though the situation was grim at this time, she still didn't panic in her heart. She understood that if she panicked, the entire team would panic too, and their final result would be to let the mermaid be their prey.
"Everyone stops, shrink the defense line. Even if we die, we will never let the enemy set foot on us." Qing Ji drew her sword and shouted loudly.
"Never let the enemy take a step forward!"
Everyone raised their swords and responded in unison!
Suddenly, as their morale increased greatly, everyone quickly shrank and used the terrain to form their own defense line.
The bloody battle on Mo Beitian's side was still going on. Even though he was being taken care of by the two masters and was injured repeatedly, he never said a word about withdrawing.
Unlike them, his mission is to rescue Su Yingxia. Naturally, breaking the siege is what he must do.
Having followed Han for more than three thousand years, Mo Yang's assessment of the battle situation was not bad at all. At this time, he chopped down two unsightly enemy soldiers with a knife in his hand and shouted to Mo Beitian in a hurry.
Mo Beitian fought and was defeated. He was vomiting blood, but there was no fear in his eyes. Instead, he became more and more courageous as he was defeated.
"Leave these two bastards to me, you rush out to save Su Yingxia."
Dao Twelve refused angrily: "No, these two people have extremely high cultivation. If no one helps you, you will just die here."
"Hmph, what will happen if Mo Beitian dies? If I die, won't we still have you guys? If you're afraid of being a fool, just leave."
With an angry shout, Mo Beitian pounced directly on the two masters.
Black Wind Enchantress' face turned cold: "You want them to leave? You're talking nonsense!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the white-faced rain demon and the white-faced rain demon aimed at Mo Beitian and launched a fierce attack.
The two of them must kill Mo Beitian in the shortest possible time and crush this guy's plan as soon as possible.
"Huh, are you just dreaming? You'll know after you try it!" Mo Beitian smiled coldly, biting his mouth full of blood, and rushed towards the two of them with a death wish.
Suddenly, there was an explosion, and the two masters each set up defensive barriers to avoid such an explosive attack. On the other hand, Mo Beitian seemed not to be afraid of the impact of the explosion at all, but took advantage of this to still attack fiercely.
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"Fuck, is this guy crazy? Does he want to die?"
Seeing Mo Beitian covered in blood, even the white-faced Rain Demon couldn't help but tremble with fear.
The Black Mountain Enchantress gritted her teeth. Such a lifeless suicidal attack was indeed terrifying and powerful. If you rashly confront her, you will only have a tragic ending.
"Fight as soon as you retreat! Hold him back!"
After the Black Mountain Enchantress finished speaking, she stepped back, and at the same time, she shot several magic powers in her hand directly.
The white-faced rain demon did not dare to be careless, and he and the Black Mountain Enchantress showed a two-pronged trend, and they also retreated and fought.
Looking at such a fierce battle in the sky, Mo Yang and Dao Twelve both had their back molars almost broken.
They knew that Mo Beitian was risking his life to buy them time.
"Brothers, either die or charge forward! Even if the sword is blunt, you will still have to fight a bloody path for me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Yang directly raised his sword and charged into Wuyangyang's enemy formation...
