With the end of the Emperor's Punishment Formation, the entire Beishan Mountain was like the calm before a storm, with depression and dead silence waiting to be broken and violently torn apart.
The two parties were facing each other, and neither one had any intention of taking action first.
The miner behind Wang Dalu couldn't bear the depression in his heart and shouted crazily.
"Kill!"
Although the sound was small, the surroundings were silent, and the only sound that could be heard was the creaking of armors clashing, which reached the ears of these enlightened monks from afar.
The old man in purple clothes, Wang Chao, had his fingers cracked and stabbed towards the direction where Wang Dalu was standing with his sword.
The battle between the two sides was about to break out, and the entire northern mountain front turned into a Shura battlefield, with bloody blades clashing and screams repeated.
Lu Wanshan obviously didn't bother to take action and just watched with cold eyes.
Viscount Liu Jin fought with brothers Li Jinbao and Li Zhaocai.
Li Tao stared at the person who blocked him and said coldly.
"I didn't expect that we were separated more than a month ago, and we have to face each other here today. Is it worth it? You should know that you have just entered the womb building realm and are far from my opponent. This place of death has become a dead end."
As he spoke, he looked towards Wang Dalu in the distance who was losing ground after two moves with Wang Chao.
Wang Ning saluted Li Tao.
"Brother Li, it's your duty. Even if you die, you won't regret it."
"A good man will die without regrets, come on."
This pair of former friends must decide whether to live or die at this moment.
Wang Dalu kept panting. The old and immortal Wang Chao's Taoism was indeed far better than his own. With just two palms, his internal organs were in pain, and the energy gathered in his body was dispersed by him.
Fortunately, since he became a Yuan Du realm monk, his body's ability to withstand heavy blows is more than three to four times that of ordinary monks.
Old Turtle said that this should be related to the bloodline in his body and the Wild Dragon Pill.
Although Wang Chao had Xiang Guang and more than a dozen Duyuan Realm monks intervene to stop Wang Chao, they could not withstand his strong sword energy. After a short exchange, two or three people were injured and fell to the ground.
He saw Wang Dalu behind everyone, his body volleyed in the air and shot out several bright white lights with a loud shout.
Wang Dalu saw three white rays of light coming towards him in an instant. A carp stood upright and barely managed to escape the two cold rays of light. The last cold ray of light brushed past his sleeve.
There were three deep pits left under his feet, and in one pit several pieces of broken sleeves were turned into ashes.
Wang Chao gradually approached with one sword and one person, and the white light flashed wherever he passed. It was difficult for Xiang Guang and the other dozen monks to stop for a moment within ten feet of him.
He sneered again and again, as if he was laughing at everyone's overestimation, and stared at Wang Dalu with a pair of gray eagle eyes.
Facing these monks in the Yuan Realm who were fighting against stones in front of him, they risked their lives and defended Wang Dalu as they retreated to the rear. Wang Chao blushed and gritted his teeth. He luckily manipulated the white-manged sharp sword to wrap around his body several times, filled with cold air, making him
The dozen or so people around did not dare to fight back, and the small white sword rushed towards Wang Dalu in an instant.
This is Wang Chao's long sword with Xie Gao Yuan Qi attached to his own Condensation Realm. It is far from comparable to the white light on the sword. Wang Dalu has no way to retreat and can only condense the Yuan Qi in his hands to resist.
With just one blow, Wang Dalu was sent flying backwards with considerable wounds on his body. His body was shaky and he coughed up blood.
"Huh?"
At the moment of the fight, Wang Chao clearly felt a corrosive force coming from his sword, constantly devouring his own vitality.
He kept waving the sword with his right hand, emitting cold light, and using his left hand to inject vitality into the sword to counteract the corrosive force on the sword.
"This child's vitality is so domineering and possesses the power of poisonous devouring power when he is in the Yuan Yuan Realm. It would be okay if he grows up to a level equal to his own."
After a while, Wang Chao eliminated the corrosive power on the sword, put back his sword and looked at Wang Dalu's somewhat angry and unwilling expression with interest, and then raised his eyes to look at other places where fierce battles were taking place.
The battle between Li Tao and Wang Ning has come to an end. Wang Ning, who has just entered the womb building realm, is far from being Li Tao's opponent. Although he is risking his life at every turn, Li Tao does not try his best but is still defeated.
Brothers Li Jinbao and Li Zhaocai, together with the remaining Duyuan Realm masters, besieged Viscount Liu Jin. No matter how hard they tried, they could not move Liu Jin even one bit.
Liu Jin seemed to have a winning ticket, and his body and mind were focused on Wang Dalu, who was the enemy of Wang Chao. In his opinion, everyone who attacked him had good Taoist practices. It was a pity to follow a kid like Wang Dalu.
, if Wang Dalu is killed, these people will be transferred to his own court to add wings to himself.
With a smile on his face, Viscount Liu Jin kept walking around Li Jinbao and others. He managed to put the other party in danger several times but stopped, leaving only minor injuries on them.
Li Zhaocai was furious and kept swinging the bloody ax to chop off Liu Jin's head.
Li Jinbao understood Liu Jin's intention, but he had no choice but to endure and wait for reinforcements to arrive.
Wang Dalu and he both believed that Wang Gang and Old Turtle must have backup plans to guard against any mishaps that might happen to Wang Dalu. However, they did not expect that the enemy's strategy of seizing the east and attacking the west would be used so resolutely and so quickly that there was no time to react.
Wang Chao poured more vitality into his sword, floated in the air, and lit up his vitality beast armor, shouting in the direction of Wang Dalu.
"Thunder Roar!"
The familiar scene appeared again. Wang Dalu saw the sword in Wang Chao's hand triggering lightning bolts, and he raised the lightning so fast that it struck him with a powerful edge of electricity.
"Are we almost here?"
Wang Dalu's face turned pale, and he roared out of frustration.
Just when his whole body was paralyzed and he was about to be cut off by this thunderous move, a resolute and upright figure stood in front of him.
The white light flickered, and the sword flew back into Wang Chao's hand. Blood dripped from the sword groove, which was shocking.
One of his own moves, Lei Xiao, took away the opponent's arm, but Wang Dalu was very lucky, and there was a fearless person who sacrificed his life to save him.
Wang Dalu stared blankly at Xiang Guang in front of him, a little horrified and speechless.
Xiang Guang's face was pale, obviously due to excessive blood loss. His left arm was broken at the same level. His right hand connected with his left arm to stop the bleeding. His stubborn body remained motionless in front of Wang Dalu, facing him without any fear.
The angry old man in purple is floating in the sky.
Wang Dalu wanted to say something, but felt unable to say it. He was inexplicably moved and stood with Xiang Guang. The seven or eight Yuan Yuan realm monks who were still standing slowly gathered around Wang Dalu, preparing to bear Wang Chao's next attack together.
An angry blow.
Wang Chao had consumed a lot of energy by attacking the Emperor's Punishment Array before, and he had consumed a lot of energy fighting with Wang Dalu and others. Now he didn't have much energy left. How could he invite Lu Wanshan, who was watching from the sidelines, to join the battle as he was a very face-conscious person?
Lose your own face.
Just when he was about to use another thunderous blow, Lu Wanshan's figure suddenly appeared in front of him, with an embarrassed look on his face. He was about to say that he didn't need Lu Wanshan's help to earn some points for himself. Unexpectedly, he felt in horror that there was something on his back.
There is a strange and hard-to-find aura.
The tense pressure caused by the gloomy aura locking on him made him break out in a cold sweat, knowing that he was a master who was difficult to defeat.
Compared to Wang Chao's horror, the face of Lu Wanshan in front was even more frightened. His veins were exposed and he pointed at the man behind him with a look of disbelief.
"It's impossible, you're already dead, you can't be alive. I saw you die with my own eyes and knocked you to the bottom. How could you..."
The withered one-armed old man behind Wang Chao ignored Lu Wanshan's panic and bowed to Wang Dalu, who was also a little stunned below.
"Young master, you have grown up. If I am proud of you here, just leave everything here to the old slave. Young master, you can just have a good rest next to me."
This old man is the old housekeeper of Wang Dalu's hometown, Wolong City, whose name is Nie Zi. He was also the leader of the "Three Weird Heroes" who was once very famous in the Eastern Barren area. He turned against brother Lu Wanshan and was seriously injured in a sneak attack and fell to the unknown place.
Valley, fortunately Wang Gang passed by and saved his life.
After he recovered from his injuries, he became a little disheartened and did not mention the matter of revenge. He only said that he would stay with Wang Gang and serve his master with his broken body.
Wang Dalu chuckled.
"Old Nie, be careful not to steal the chicken but lose the rice."
Nie Zi was shocked by the familiar tone of voice, and said while chewing his yellow teeth that were not missing.