Chapter 1808 Battle at the Peak (10): You Die and I Die

In today's world, the only one who can make Yang Qingxuan feel such a forceful aura, and possesses the Nine Thousand Fenghua Art, is Jian Xiao, the owner of Saha Qianfeng.

"Humph."

Jian Xiao snorted coldly, stared at Yang Qingxuan sharply and complicatedly, then looked to the side of the large cloud formation, and said coldly: "Since you're here, come out."

"Hehe, brother Jian Xiao is really good at cultivating. This little trick can no longer be concealed from brother."

White lasers suddenly burst out from the void, like a huge cloud, first two tentacles protruded from it, and then a mountain-like figure slowly squirmed out.

It was actually a huge snail, the whole body was the color of white jade, and the shell was like cold iron. On its head stood the figure of a man, wearing a black robe, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, a burly figure like a lion.

Behind him, on the huge snail shell, stood hundreds of powerful people, all in uniform black clothes, all from Yingtian City.

Jian Xiao was shocked in his heart, staring at the huge snail, this thing is an ancient alien species with a strong ability to hide.

If he hadn't used the Nine Thousand Fenghua Jue himself, it seemed that he had sensed obstacles in that area, otherwise he would not have found Ying Tianshu's whereabouts at all.

Yang Qingxuan breathed a sigh of relief, also showing shock.

Even his piercing eyes can only vaguely see something, but he doesn't know what it is. But the thing didn't move, so he didn't bother to care about it, and focused on adjusting his vital energy and injuries. Unexpectedly, it was someone from Tuntian City.

Ying Tianshu smiled slightly at Jian Xiao, then cupped his fists at Yang Qingxuan and said, "I've seen the leader."

Yang Qingxuan hurriedly returned the gift, saying: "Sect Master Ying is out of touch. Fortunately, the Sect Master came in time, otherwise I would be in big trouble."

In his heart, he scolded Ying Tianshu, the old fox. If Jian Xiao hadn't seen it through, he might not have come out even if he was killed.

Before, Ying Tianshu agreed to secretly join the Zhengxing Alliance, but there was no sign of Tuntiancheng on the entire battlefield.

The old fox has been watching the situation quietly, waiting for a favorable situation to appear. If it hadn't been pointed out by Jian Xiao, when he was killed by Jian Xiao, the old fox would have surrendered to Xinggong directly.

But it's a good thing now, after being pointed out by Jian Xiao, Ying Tianshu had no choice but to come out to express his position and stand in line with the Star Alliance.

Jian Xiao's face darkened, and he said angrily: "Ying Tianshu, do you really want to protect this scorpion?"

Ying Tianshu cupped his hands and sighed: "I hope Brother Jian will save me some face."

Jian Xiao flicked his sleeves and sneered, "This is too much face, I can't give it."

Ying Tianshu said: "Since this is the case, then I have no choice but to learn about Brother Jian's supernatural powers. Please give Brother Jian some pointers."

Ying Tianshu stepped on it lightly, and it disappeared from the snail's tentacles.

The next moment, he appeared in front of Yang Qingxuan, facing Jian Xiao, chuckled lightly, and floated up like a fallen leaf, pushing him directly with both hands.

Those strong men in Tiantian City and the huge snail all turned around and rushed to the battlefield, killing the people in the star palace.

Although Tuntiancheng had a small plan, once he stood in line, he established his own position, and his actions were absolutely unambiguous.

Because everyone knows that in this battle without a draw, either you die or I die.

If Xinggong wins, there will be no place for them to swallow Tiancheng in this world.

The same is true for other forces.

The loser in this battle will disappear forever under this starry sky.

Yang Qingxuan returned to the breath-adjusting posture, and kept examining the battlefield. The power of the Zhengxing Alliance was almost dominant. , but it was far superior to Xinggong, and soon completely occupied the dominant advantage.

The martial cultivators of the Xinggong faction, with the fall of a large number of world king-level powerhouses, began to be defeated, and they all fled towards the void of cloud pressure.

Suddenly, a huge ray of light broke through the white world and rushed to the clouds.

It was Shan Jian, whose body was covered in blood and was seriously injured. Looking at the defeat, he gritted his teeth, "Damn it!"

Immediately, Shi Yan also rushed out, the entire left arm was cut off, and the wound was covered with a huge black, which was obviously poisonous.

The usual leisurely expression was gone, and it became extremely pale.

Yang Qingxuan was shocked, and muttered to himself: "Master Shiyan."

Shanjian didn't care to fight Shiyan again, dragged his blood-soaked body, turned into a red light, landed directly in front of the cloud bar, and shouted: "Let's fight! Yanru, let's fight!"

A large number of Xinggong Wuxiu were forced to the front of the cloud bar, all anxious in their hearts, and kept shouting to start the battle.

But a while passed without any movement.

The entire Star Alliance surrounded all the remnants of the Star Palace's defeated generals, and stretched out a battle line of more than ten miles in the sky.

Instead, the sky fell silent, and they stood in front of the cloud bar.

Twenty-four of the top ten, members of the Xinggong faction, Jian Xiao, Qing Shun and the others all had ugly faces, and they all had a ferocious look, and they wanted to resist desperately.

Suddenly there was a strange laugh in the distance, Guizang's figure approached from far and near, holding a head in his hand, it was Bei Bingyang.

Laughing wildly, he threw Bei Bingyang's head directly on the cloud bar, and it was blown to pieces.

Guizang can sense the strength of the soul, and directly found Bei Bingyang who had been seriously injured and hidden, shot him to death and sucked his soul, and then threw his head and exploded in front of the eyes of everyone in Xinggong.

That is the King of the Eight Star Realm, the unrivaled powerhouse who sits in the northern part of the Central Great World!

How could someone eat his soul in such a useless way, kick his head off like a ball, and blow him up into a pair of rubbish pieces?

Jian Xiao's face turned pale, and he said angrily: "Damn monster! No matter what you say, Bei Bingyang is also a peerless strong man, and he should have the dignity of a strong man!"

Gui Zang said with a smile: "Haha, whether it is a human or a ghost, everyone calls themselves an unrivaled powerhouse. If you die, how can you have any dignity? You ants, what are you in my eyes? You will be like him later , was eaten by Lao Tzu, and then became a pile of garbage, hahahaha."

People from the Xinggong faction all turned pale.

Tantai Ming anxiously said: "Master Yanru, hurry up and start the formation!"

A figure slowly emerged from the cloud bar, raised his eyes indifferently, and said, "Don't worry, everyone, calm down a little."

Shanjian said happily: "Yanru, you have finally appeared, hurry up and let us in!"

Yanru nodded and said, "Okay."

With a wave of his hand, countless runes flew up from the palm of his hand, turning into streaks of golden light, shooting into the large array of clouds and air pressure.

The entire cloud began to roll and recede to the sides.

Yang Qingxuan's pupils shrank suddenly, and he sent a voice transmission to everyone: "When the formation breaks open, we will rush in together!"

//The next chapter is after 1 o'clock.