Chapter 1812 Battle at the Peak (14): Survival From Desperation

Many people vomited blood on the spot, but they were all ecstatic in their hearts, and even cried out of joy.

Under the majesty of Yanru's trident, great despair and fear attacked them like a poisonous snake, and it seemed that there was only a dead end in front of them.

"broken!"

Countless people roared violently, and great sorrow and joy rippled between the heaven and the earth.

The power of the entire Star Alliance powerhouse is condensed in the original fire that is indestructible. This Emperor Flame Art, which is as deep and boundless as the Dao, finally exerted its strongest power and smashed the largest formation under the starry sky.

Wu Xian and the others, as well as the strong men all over the void, were all shocked, feeling the vastness of the atmosphere, watching the giant wheel of history advance under their feet.

After a moment of relaxation, the mood of the crowd became tense instead, and the murderous aura was once again in their eyes.

The formation was broken, but the real battlefield was opened.

The next battle is the core of the whole situation.

The fire shadow in the sky was burning slowly. The flame was bright but not fierce. Under the impact of the large clouds, it was directly shaken back to its real body and fell from the sky.

While the cloud was disintegrating, a huge and fat figure stepped on the cloud and rushed up, holding a trident.

The halberd light flashed in the air, shooting out a sharp and sharp brilliance, and it pierced towards Yang Qingxuan, with scarlet eyes bursting out from Yanru's eyes.

Everyone was shocked.

But the power of the entire Zhengxing Alliance was sucked away by the Emperor Flame Art, and Wu Xian and others rushed over quickly, but still couldn't keep up with Yanru's speed.

"boom!"

Suddenly, a sharp blade glow shuttled down the sky, emitting a bright moon-like brilliance in the air, and chopped on the trident, shaking the attack away.

Yanru's face darkened, and she glared at the front.

A sharp figure flashed out, holding a knife emitting a yellowish glow in his hand, with a cold face, it was Dao Haojun.

"Fortunately, Xi Da reminded me, otherwise I would have already entered into the belly of you monster. The account of Jian Xiao's idiots, for the sake of being stupid with them, let me settle for them Come on!"

Dao Haojun's face darkened, his whole body was full of saber energy, and when he raised his hand, a slash that split the sky fell down instantly.

"Rampant! A mere King of the Seven Star Realm dares to pay the bill in front of me, hahahaha, then I will kill you first, and then kill Yang Qingxuan!"

With a turn of the trident in Yanru's hand, he slapped on the light of the knife, smashing it, and at the same time stabbed forward, three golden lights shuttled upwards.

Dao Haojun's face darkened, and he raised his sword to block in front of him.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Three forces hit the sword one after another, the sword intent on Dao Haojun's body collapsed, and a thin layer of golden light covered the whole person, with a painful look on his face, he said in surprise: "Peak of eight stars!"

Yanru laughed strangely, and with a sway of her body, she appeared in front of Dao Haojun, raised her trident again and stabbed down.

Dao Haojun suddenly swung his saber and slashed sharply.

"boom!"

The two weapons intersected, and the golden glow instantly swallowed the sword glow.

"what!"

Dao Haojun let out a roar, his whole body was torn apart by streaks of golden light, and blood gushed out.

After only two moves, he fell into such a disadvantage, which made him extremely angry and unwilling. An unyielding will spontaneously emerged, and he gritted his teeth to withstand the attack.

"Qing Ming Hong Huang!"

The blue eyes opened leisurely in the void, and the blue energy gushed out from it, like a huge torrent, with boundless and majestic momentum, smashing the field energy of the world and reshaping the definition of the prehistoric.

As if his eyes turned blood red, he glanced back, clenched his fists, and rushed over.

"Boom!"

The huge majestic power collapsed, and the blue eyes on the sky burst open.

"puff!"

Wu Xian spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale instantly.

A burst of energy passed through his chest, all the ribs on his body were broken, and his internal organs were also seriously injured.

Wu Xian had already consumed a lot in the previous battles.

Then he poured a large amount of true energy into the Emperor Flame Art, and at this moment cast a final blow of strength, but he was still defeated in the end.

Yanru's body was also shaken, and his arm was swollen huge by the force of the countershock, and a trace of blood spilled out, and then shrunk back to normal.

"Hahahaha, a group of defeated soldiers still want to fight against the Pharaoh boss, why? Hahahaha!"

Yan Ru's red eyes lit up, she stared at Wu Xian, licked her tongue, then teleported there, flicked her tongue, and shot towards Wu Xian.

Wu Xian's eight-star realm king has a fleshy body and blue eyes. If he eats it, it will be more nourishing than Shanjian and others.

"Ha, sister! Take care of yourself."

"laugh!"

A green glow flashed in the air, and the sword energy criss-crossed, cutting open the void.

Yanru's tongue flickered, then retracted, a drop of scarlet blood fell into the air.

It was actually a wound cut by Baigui Yexing.

Yanru's face changed slightly, and a strange ghostly cry came from his mouth, and a large number of evil spirits crawled out of the wound, prying his mouth open.

"Hmph, what the hell!"

Yan Ru gritted his teeth fiercely, chewed "Kacha Kacha", and quickly ate up all the ghosts, then snorted his nostrils, and it turned into green air and released.

Gui Zang stood with his sword in his hand, and said in surprise, "It's really tricky."

Wu Xian stabilized his injury and said gratefully, "Thank you."

Gui Zang said leisurely: "You don't need to thank me, think about how to deal with this ghost thing. Eight-star peak, tsk tsk, I'm afraid our entire army will be wiped out. If it's wiped out, I won't be polite to your souls."

Wu Xian's face was pale, and Shi Yan's face was also extremely ugly.

The two leaders of the Zhengxing League, the two kings of the eight-star realm, were seriously injured, and there was no one to take care of this blood glutton.

Could it be that they have never seen Tian Wuqing's appearance, so they will all fall here?

The alien races everywhere in the void were sweaty and excited.

If the Star Alliance is destroyed, the vitality of the entire human race will be almost destroyed. Even if Tian Wuqing is still alive, there will only be one Tian Wuqing left, and the entire human race will be doomed.

"cut."

Yan Ru spit out a mouthful of green and poisonous phlegm, and said ferociously: "A group of restless ants, I will eat your leader first, and see how long you can struggle!"

With a flash of his figure, he came to Yang Qingxuan with lightning speed, laughed wildly, and rolled his tongue suddenly.

At the same time, with a flick of the trident in his hand, he aimed at Yang Qingxuan's forehead.

"Alliance leader!"

"Qingxuan!"

In the entire world, everyone held their breath and fell into a state of extreme tranquility. Ziye and the others trembled in horror, unable to watch any more.

"Eat me? Why don't you die, trash!"

Yang Qingxuan's eyes turned cold, and he slashed forward with the halberd.

A cloud of mysterious yin suddenly emerged, the surrounding temperature dropped sharply, and a white figure floating in the air appeared, clapping both palms to Yanzhen's chest.