Godly Dragon Guard

"Brother Daoling!" Gu Tianning's face changed drastically and he rushed forward in a hurry, trying to help Zhang Daoling who was covered in blood.

Zhang Daoling waved his hand and said, "It doesn't matter!"

After speaking, Zhang Daoling glanced at Wang Wenshan and others who were stunned, and said in a hoarse voice: "Friend Wang, I won this battle."

Wang Wenshan's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He never dreamed that Zhang Daoling could not be killed like this. This old guy's life was too damn tough, right?

You must know that they spent a huge price to deal with Zhang Daoling, but they didn't want the other party to escape.

Except for Wang Wenshan, the two great monks in the late Nascent Soul stage also had pale faces. They were also well aware of the power of the zombie demon's self-destruction just now. Zhang Daoling can even take such a perverted attack, one can imagine his own strength!

Although there are three great monks in the Nascent Soul stage on the Donglin army, Zhang Daoling alone is estimated to be able to defeat two late Yuanying monks, which is really unfathomable.

Before Wang Wenshan could speak, Feng Yue Lao Mo was furious, pointed angrily at Wang Wenshan and shouted: "You are cheating, this is not a fair duel at all. How can anyone self-destruct in the first place?"

"Huh, what you said before was so high-sounding. I think it's you Donglin people who are cunning and cunning!" Gu Tianning couldn't hold back the resentment in his heart and roared angrily.

"Don't self-destruct during a battle. This is basic common sense!"

"You Donglin people are so shameless for injuring our leader in such a despicable way!"

The Nascent Soul Stage monks in front of the Hokuriku Formation were filled with indignation and shouted angrily.

Wang Wenshan shouted with contempt: "Don't talk nonsense! The monks we sent out have had their bodies destroyed by Daoist Zhang, leaving only the Nascent Soul. Since the Nascent Soul has not self-destructed, how can we talk about self-destruction?"

The bald old man on the Crazy Thunder Gale Eagle also added a little more jealously: "Yes, this is a normal duel, and there is no rule in a duel that you cannot use Skyfire Thunder Beads."

"You guys!" Old Demon Feng Yue's eyes were blazing with anger, but he had no evidence to refute.

Indeed, no monk in the Nascent Soul stage can practice the art of self-destruction. It is simply suicide.

The corpse demon is refined using special techniques and can use the monk's Nascent Soul as its soul. But the Nascent Soul that acted as the corpse demon had long since been refined, lost its memory, and had been subjected to the Forbidden God Technique, existing like a walking corpse.

Therefore, after the corpse demon's physical body explodes, the Nascent Soul can still be preserved, but the Nascent Soul will die within a few days.

Zhang Daoling glanced at Wang Wenshan indifferently and asked, "Fellow Daoist Wang, did I win this battle?"

Wang Wenshan's old face twitched slightly, and he said coldly: "You win!"

In the center of the battlefield, the dull-looking Nascent Soul villain also flew back to the Donglin army formation under Wang Wenshan's order.

"That being the case, our Hokuriku monks won today's confrontation. According to the rules of war in the mainland, the winner of two out of three formations is the winner. Let's start the second formation tomorrow!" Zhang Daoling said solemnly.

Wang Wenshan stared at Zhang Daoling, rapidly considering the pros and cons in his mind, and did not respond for the time being.

"Brother Wang, why do we need to act according to the pedantic rules? This Zhang's breath is very weak and he must have been seriously injured! If we take advantage of this moment to kill him, it will be a piece of cake!" The strong man on the beast cart. Send a message towards Wang Wenshan.

"Yes, as long as this troublesome guy like Zhang Daoling is killed, there will be only one human-monster in the Northern Territory who is the late Nascent Soul, and is nothing to be afraid of. Our army from the east will directly crush them. This group of people in the Northern Territory will The ragtag crowd will never be able to withstand our offensive!" The bald old man on the Crazy Thunder Wind Eagle also said through a message.

Wang Wenshan frowned. He had been thinking about this problem just now. Should he take advantage of Zhang Daoling's serious injury to swarm him and kill him?

In this way, the armies of both sides will definitely not be able to avoid a head-on conflict! Although Wang Wenshan is sure of winning, he still has many worries.

After all, the Yunjian Continent is too vast, and the Donglin army has just occupied the southern continent, so its foundation is unstable.

Wang Wenshan considered that if he really did not proceed according to the matchup method and went to fight Hokuriku to the death, then his side would definitely suffer heavy losses.

By then, even if the Donglin monks could occupy the entire Yunjian Continent, they would be in a state of sluggishness for a long time.

The Gale Continent demon clan in the south of Donglin Continent often has friction with the Donglin people. If the Gale Continent demon clan takes advantage of the situation and moves in, the Donglin people will face a dangerous situation of internal and external troubles in the future.

After thinking about it again and again, Wang Wenshan still didn't dare to gamble. Defeating the Hokuriku monk army in a duel is the safest move.

Thinking about Zhang Daoling's serious injury, he might not be able to recover for three to five years. The battle only lasted a few days. Zhang Daoling's combat effectiveness was basically zero, and he would definitely not be able to fight in the next two formations.

Without Zhang Daoling, in the next two formations, the Donglin people will definitely be able to defeat the monks from Yunjian and Beilu.

Wang Wenshan glanced at Zhang Daoling and snorted coldly: "Okay, you have won today. Tomorrow's second formation will not be as simple as today. All fellow Taoists in Beiliu, please wash your necks and wait!"

After speaking, Wang Wenshan turned his head and issued a military order: "The army from the east, withdraw to the border!"

The sound was like thunder, spreading thousands of miles.

The dark Donglin army began to retreat.

The Nascent Soul Stage monks in front of the Hokuriku Formation each breathed a sigh of relief.

Shen Lang's palms were also sweating. But having said that, he had just suspected that the Donglin army would really break out and attack, after all, the rules of engagement could not restrict anything.

Unexpectedly, the Donglin army would obey the battle rules obediently. Maybe the other party also had their own plans.

After seeing that Donglin's army had completely withdrawn, Zhang Daoling breathed a sigh of relief. Perhaps the injury was too serious, as he was teetering in the air and almost fell.

Gu Tianning and Feng Yue Lao Mo rushed forward and helped Zhang Daoling up.

"Brother Daoling, how are you feeling?" Gu Tianning asked worriedly.

Zhang Daoling's face was pale, and he was obviously very exhausted. He shook his head and sighed: "I didn't expect the Donglin people to play such a trick. In the next two battles, I can only do my best!"

As soon as these words came out, the hearts of all the Yuanying Stage monks in Beilu sank.

Zhang Daoling must have been seriously injured, otherwise he would not have said such a thing.

This is a scam.

Tomorrow is the second battle, and Zhang Daoling doesn't have time even if he wants to recover from his injuries.

It is worth mentioning that the second formation is a team battle, that is, each side sends five early-stage Nascent Soul monks, three mid-stage Nascent Soul monks, and two late-stage Nascent Soul monks.

The third formation was a melee.

Each side sent twenty Nascent Soul stage monks to engage in a melee with two thousand high-level monks at the Alchemy stage!

If the first team is just a warm-up, then the second team is a competition, and the third team is the real fight.