He Has a Dragon

This sudden and unexpected change did not allow either side to think too much. In the midst of the lightning and flint, the Great Lord Huoyun, whose whole body glowed with crimson light, fought head-on with the oncoming white human line of light in the air. , and with the help of the rebound, he rushed towards his fellow disciple Li Huo who fell to the ground!

At the same time, the heaven-level protector in the humanoid light group fought hard with Lord Huoyun. The white light blooming from his body dimmed instantly, revealing an old face full of wrinkles, and a mouthful of scarlet blood spurted out. !

When Tian Dao Yaozhong, who was chasing Lord Huoyun from behind, saw this, he changed direction without hesitation and rushed to the side of the heaven-level protector to support him.

"Tiandao, why are you here?"

The heaven-level protector who had discovered Yaozhong a long time ago asked in surprise and joy.

I saw Yaozhong speaking very quickly: "Brother Li, now is not the time to talk about this. Let's wait until we deal with the powerful enemy in front of us!"

The heaven-level protector surnamed Li had just hummed, but before he could speak, Yaozhong ordered: "Brother Li, you are seriously injured. Please go back and suppress the Xuan-level warriors of the Fire Worship Sect first. I will take care of the Great Lord Huoyun and Old Liehuo." Son!"

After finishing speaking, Yaozhong let go of the arm of the heavenly protector surnamed Li, then reached out and grasped the long Rumo sword that accompanied him, and then chased after Lord Huoyun who had already caught Li Huo.

Now that the balance between the two sides has been completely broken, although the heavenly protector surnamed Li was seriously injured, after his return, YCIS no longer has to worry about the safety of the alliance trial team.

Because everyone below the heaven level is an ant, even if the protector surnamed Li is seriously injured and dying, he still has enough ability to deal with the earth level and Xuan level warriors of the Zoroastrian Cult.

What's more, this heaven-level Taoist surnamed Li is far from being seriously injured and dying.

The Great Lord Huoyun, whose arm was cut off by the Heavenly Sword Yaozhong in a sneak attack, was already seriously injured, and now he has to carry his fellow disciple Li Huo, who is seriously injured and dying.

It can be said that Lord Huoyun is completely at a disadvantage!

Such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, if Yaozhong hesitates and does not take the opportunity to deal with the two giants of the Zoroastrian Cult, then it will be really sorry for Tiandao, a name that is so powerful in the martial arts world, it is better to die here. Forget about the Siam Mountains.

Immediately, Yaozhong was seen holding the Rumo long sword tightly, and his strong body suddenly spun up in the sky, like a black tornado, sweeping straight towards Lord Huoyun!

At the critical moment, Master Huoyun opened his mouth, and a mini sword with red light flew out, rising in the wind.

It transformed into a red flying sword that was about 1.3 meters tall!

Lord Huoyun roared angrily, and saw the crimson long sword floating in front of him, instantly transforming into thousands of crimson sword shadows, like a huge sky-holding torch, illuminating the sky, covering the sky and the earth like the one formed by Yaozhong. A black tornado!

Boom boom boom——

Dang Dang Dang——

Boom boom boom——

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The swords were like frost, and the sound of dense metal collisions made people on the ground feel as if the silver bottle was broken and water slurry burst out. In the blink of an eye, this area of ​​the sky seemed to be filled up, with swords and swords everywhere, leaving no space left.

Yaozhong once again merged with the long sword as black as ink, blooming with a strange black light, swallowing up the crimson sword shadow that filled the sky.

Before the people on the ground from the Zoroastrian Cult and the Alliance Trial Team took another look, they heard Lord Huo Yun roaring angrily: "You guys, hurry up and leave!"

Immediately, Master Huoyun was seen holding his unconscious fellow disciple Li Huo with one hand, controlling the red sword with the released spiritual consciousness, and wildly swinging thick red sword lights that were thirty or forty feet long, blocking the way. Rumo Changdao, who was attacking like crazy, turned around and turned into a streak of red, leading his fellow disciples and running away like a bereaved dog toward the end of the sky.

Seeing this, Yaozhong quickly broke through the huge crimson sword lights in front of him, and then pursued him without hesitation.

After chasing and escaping, he disappeared in the blink of an eye at the end of the extremely dark horizon. Only the sound of roaring and killing could be vaguely heard.

The whole process seemed slow but was actually fast. The offensive and defensive killings began and ended in the blink of an eye, leaving those on the ground unable to react at all. The Heavenly Sword Yaozhong and the flaming Huoyun Master disappeared from everyone's sight.

At this time, the Earth-level warriors and Xuan-level warriors from the Zoroastrian Cult on the ground, after hearing the roar of Lord Huoyun, immediately greased the soles of their shoes and fled in all directions.

The heaven-level protector surnamed Li, who was coming towards the alliance trial team, waved his palm and instantly sent out an invisible terrifying force to slap back an earth-level master of the Zoroastrian Cult who had just flown into the air. On the ground, half of the lives were lost immediately.

The alliance trial team members, whose morale had been greatly boosted for a long time, saw this scene and didn't need to give any orders. They immediately screamed and killed the Zoroastrian members who were running in embarrassment.

They want to take out the frustration they suffered tonight on these enemies who are running in embarrassment!

The situation was changing, but neither party expected it to change so quickly, so fast that neither of them were fully mentally prepared.

The fleeing Fire Worship Cult warriors, regardless of the Xuanjie or the Earthly Tier, all became lost dogs. They could not organize a decent retreat formation at all, and they all ran around fighting in no particular direction.

Several of the earth-level warriors saw their companions flying into the air and preparing to escape. They were immediately suppressed by the alliance's heaven-level protectors. They immediately gave up the idea of ​​​​escape and followed the Xuan-level warriors away from the ground. He ran away quickly, waiting for some distance before taking the opportunity to fly away from high altitude.

When the heaven-level protector surnamed Li fell to the ground, he did not say hello to the two deacons Tian Zhao and the earth-level protector with a broken arm. Instead, he dodged and chased another earth-level strongman from the Zoroastrian Cult. Otherwise, he followed behind and slapped hard with his palm.

Then the heaven-level protector named Li continued to chase another earth-level strongman from the Zoroastrian Cult without even looking at him.

But before he could chase him a few steps away, the heaven-level protector named Li suddenly stumbled and almost lost his balance.

The two deacons Tian and Zhao and the earth-level guardians who were about to kill the enemy were shocked when they saw this and hurriedly surrounded them.

At this time, Wang Le, who was standing nearby and did not pursue the enemy, saw this and followed the three of them to the heavenly protector named Li who was sitting cross-legged and closing his eyes to heal his wounds.

"Senior Li, what's wrong with you?" The earth-level protector with a broken arm asked with concern on his face.

I saw the pair of cloudy eyes hidden in the wrinkles of the protector Li's face slowly opening, and then he said lightly: "Don't worry, you won't die."

Then he looked at the four people in front of him, then pointed at Wang Le and ordered: "You stay here to protect me, while everyone else goes to kill the enemy!"

Wang Le was startled for a moment, and then he regained his composure. Anyway, he was happy and relaxed.