Facing the sunshine, Zhao Xuan breathed a sigh of relief and finally came out of that damn place.
He looked back and saw that the black mist that was originally moving towards Yanbo City had stopped spreading. When Zhao Xuan looked at it, it was also shrinking rapidly.
The black mist converged, and the figures of the titled Douluo in Wuhun Palace were also revealed. When the black mist condensed into a point, the pale-faced Ju Douluo appeared.
At this moment, all the titled Douluo in Wuhun Palace looked unhappy. This was originally a good killing situation, but Zhao Xuan found a way to break it, and they themselves suffered heavy losses.
Yue Guan's aura was sluggish, Snake Spear Douluo was slightly injured, and Thousand Eyes Douluo was seriously injured. The combat power that was originally slightly superior to Wuhun Palace was now slightly inferior to that of the Tiandou Alliance.
This is really in line with the saying that stealing chicken does not result in losing rice.
Zhao Xuan smiled when he saw their ugly faces. He smiled very happily, even though he didn't look very cool now.
Bone Douluo and others quickly approached Zhao Xuan, protected him, and looked at the Wuhun Palace group with wary expressions.
"Zhao Xuan, are you okay?"
Bone Douluo looked at the people belonging to Wuhun Palace warily and asked without turning his head.
Zhao Xuan exhaled a breath of turbid air, and the cold air contained in it condensed the moisture in the air into ice sludge and fell.
"It's okay."
Zhao Xuan shook his head and said, with the assistance of the body of data, although he had withstood several blasts of Ice Chi sword energy, his soul power was still a little stagnant and his body was slightly stiff at the moment.
Although his body functions have also suffered some damage, with the help of the data body, the impact has been minimized, and the impact on his strength is not great.
He really didn't look good at the moment. There was a layer of white frost all over his body, and his clothes had some holes, which were cut by the old woman's Ice Chi sword energy. The wounds cut by the sword energy were stained with blood, but
It was frozen by the cold air, forming red frost that hung on the wound.
The soul power in his whole body shook. The ice on Zhao Xuan's body was shattered by him. Dazzling purple-gold blood flowed from the wound, but it was quickly sealed by the soul power. His strong heart beat like a pump, and blood flowed from his body.
It rushes through the blood vessels up and down, as turbulent as the Yangtze River.
The cold air that invaded Zhao Xuan's body was forced to a point, and then escaped from one of his wounds. The cold air took on substance, and the surrounding temperature instantly dropped at the moment it appeared.
Seeing this, the old woman's face seemed to become darker.
Bone Douluo and the others heaved a sigh of relief, and then Bone Douluo looked at Wuhundian and the others opposite, but his expression became much more relaxed.
"Everyone, have you had enough fun? If not, we can continue."
Bone Douluo said lightly. He was tall and burly and very imposing, but his tone at this moment contained a clearly perceptible sarcasm.
Everyone in Wuhun Palace didn't say anything. Both sides were not feeling well at this moment. Although Wuhun Palace lost Thousand-Eyed Douluo's combat power, Ju Douluo and Snake Spear Douluo were also affected to some extent, but Xiaotian Douluo on the side of Tiandou Alliance Army
They are no longer able to fight for a long time, so the old woman has her hands free. If there is a fight, it will probably be a stalemate.
Both sides had scruples, so they didn't take action. Otherwise, there would be no time to talk nonsense with the enemy. He would have killed you while you were sick and stabbed him with a sword.
Thousand-Eyed Douluo was injured, and the old woman holding the Ice Chi Sword seemed to have become the commander-in-chief of Wuhun Palace. Everyone in Wuhun Palace looked at her.
The old woman's face was cold, with a hint of unwillingness and worry. This time, the missions happened frequently unexpectedly, and almost none of the originally agreed goals were achieved.
She could feel the fighting in the far rear of Yanbo City, and the strong soul power fluctuations were far away from here, which meant that their planned capture of the city had not been realized and was blocked in the north of the city.
And more importantly...
The old woman looked deeply at Xiaotian Douluo. Is the Haotian Sect preparing to be born?
Although Tang Xiaotian looked a little embarrassed now, his eyes were very indifferent and he turned a blind eye to the old woman's gaze. His appearance did represent a signal.
"Withdraw your troops!"
Finally, the old woman spoke.
Although Qianjun Douluo and the others beside her looked very unwilling, they had no other choice.
There had been no progress for several months, and instead they continued to lose troops and generals. They could already imagine how angry His Majesty the Pope who was far away in Wuhun City would be.
He took out a firework from the soul guide, lit it and threw it into the sky. It exploded into a huge red ring in the sky.
When the ring lifted into the sky, the old woman led Qianjun Douluo and others without hesitation and rushed towards the mountains to the south.
…
North of Yanbo City.
A massive war is going on, and the originally beautiful landscape outside the city has turned into a battlefield filled with smoke. Tens of thousands of soul masters are fighting on the field, and people are dying every moment.
The gorgeous soul ring kept flashing, like a star-studded galaxy.
When the scarlet ring in the south of the city rose into the sky, the expressions of many people on the battlefield changed.
"retreat!"
Several loud shouts rang out from the crowd, and immediately the Spirit Masters from Wuhun Palace who swarmed toward Yanbo City like locusts began to retreat in an orderly manner, gradually leaving the battlefield.
On the top of the city tower, the master quietly watched the Wuhun Palace team retreat, and then said to the people beside him: "The order is given, withdraw the troops!"
The Contra who protected him beside him nodded, and then shouted: "Everyone, stop and go back to Yanbo City!"
…
A sudden war ended like this. There was no winner in this war, but it allowed the observing sect disciples to see the bloody and ruthless battlefield.
Both sides withdrew their troops, and the ground was covered with potholes. The originally beautiful mountains and rivers were razed to the ground, the corpses were broken, and the blood trickled down, making people shudder.
The master stood quietly on the tower, looking calmly at the corpses on the ground. There were no less than a thousand corpses lying there, which meant that the soul masters killed and injured in this battle were enough to be worth all the soul masters of a large sect.
disciple.
The master slowly closed his eyes, as if he was dissipating some emotion. After opening his eyes again, he said to the assistant officer beside him: "In half an hour, send someone out to dispose of these corpses."
"yes."
Feng Xing, Huo Yan and other sect leaders stood on the city wall. They witnessed the whole process of this war with their own eyes, and they have not come back to their senses until now.
"horrible."
Someone said slowly, with a slight tremor in his voice.
Some of them were afraid, while others were thoughtful.
Looking at the corpses strewn outside the city, they understood the horror of war. Faced with this torrent, no one of them could stay away.