Chapter 1603 God Is Coming! God Is Coming! God Is Coming!

A strong man in the Godly Realm is a high-level military force in any force in the world.

In a small country, he is a pillar of the country. In a regional power like Zhuangyong, he is either a marquis or a prime minister. If he does not hold military power, he holds political power.

In a world power like the Great Xia Empire, which once had the potential to impact the hegemony, those who can be granted the title of marquis are not ordinary gods!

For example, Zhou Xiong, the son of Zhou Ying, is also a senior cultivator in the Godly Realm, but he cannot be called a marquis. Of course, he has his father's title of Duke to inherit. If he is not dead, his future prospects will not only be reflected in his current strength.

Shang Yanhu, the Marquis of Beixiang, who once made a big fuss in the capital of Li State and left a name for his bravery, is more powerful than Zhou Xiong in all senses.

As soon as he appeared, he smashed the huge body of Chongxuansheng's Law of Heaven and Earth into the sky and saved the red blood ghost bat of the Chu family.

The soldiers were shaken, and the number of soldiers in the Victory Camp was unknown.

This punch, not only Zhong Xuansheng failed to react, even Jiang Wang failed to catch it!

Too fast, too heavy, and too abrupt!

The red-blooded ghost bat with broken wings and shrunken eyes was still screaming in the air.

The battle situation has changed dramatically.

The cold and hard fist seemed to still remain in the vision, and Shang Yanhu had disappeared.

Just so abruptly and awkwardly, he approached Zhong Xuansheng——

Clang!

A sword light was like a rising moon.

The frosty white sword silk was overwhelming, like a surging tide, drowning him, but it was Jiang Wang who had already pounced.

It came very quickly and the cut was accurate.

He had to respond.

Clang!

Shang Yanhu turned around suddenly and smashed the sword with his fist!

As the fist turned, the Beixiang Marquis glanced at the young man with his cold gray eyes, obviously surprised at his courage and strength.

Of course, the slight ripples of emotions would not affect the punch at all.

The gray-white fist accurately hit the sword of Chang Xiangsi, and pressed the sword down, hitting Jiang Wang's chest, breaking the amber fire world that suddenly condensed, blasting open the starlight that protected his body, and then knocking him away!

Save people?

You must weigh it with your life!

When Jiang Wang's blood was spilled in the sky, Shang Yanhu twisted his feet, and suddenly turned around, with a weird but direct posture, his fist chased him.

However, the cloud of soldiers and demons that was knocked down shook for a while, and soon stabilized.

Chong Xuansheng entangled the huge body of the soldiers and demons, stepped on the ground, and stepped out a reverberating roar.

After the cloud of soldiers and demons surged, only the bodies of 571 dead soldiers were left in the original place, and then they rebounded and rushed towards Shang Yanhu.

The bodies of the soldiers on the ground were scattered, some lying on their backs or lying on their backs, no longer crying out in pain, and they could no longer go home to marry a wife.

The soldiers in the air still devoted themselves to the battle formation, and gave all their blood and energy to the commander. As always, they believed that they could be led to victory.

The dead certainly make the living sad, but the living still have to plan for the living!

With the wisdom of Chongxuansheng, the current situation is clearer than ever.

There is no use in mourning, panic, and escape.

All kinds of plans and strategies are useless.

Only face it!

Shang Yanhu came so quickly, but they had no choice but to resist and try to kill their way out.

Is it okay for the outer building to fight alone?

Absolutely not!

Gathering troops to surpass the extraordinary, is it okay?

It is possible!

In the ancient times when not everyone could practice, the sages united the power of the people to surpass the extraordinary natural chasm.

The great way of the world is popular, and hundreds of schools of thought contend, but on the battlefield, the military strategists suppress everything.

The power of Chongxuan suddenly pushed Jiang Wang away.

The evil spirits of soldiers surged on the surface of the huge palm like flowing clouds, covering the sky and blocking the gray fist of Shang Yanhu.

The giant who was dozens of feet tall didn't need to jump far at all. A light jump was like a mountain pressing down on his head. Just raising his palm was like a high wall surrounding him.

The five fingers of this huge giant suddenly closed together, trying to grab Shang Yanhu.

But Shang Yanhu just separated his feet and seemed to be rooted in the mountains and rivers. The gray palm flipped up and supported the five fingers of the giant, so that it couldn't close!

This was a wrestling match between more than 2,000 soldiers and a god.

A stalemate for a while.

Swish!

A sword light cut his throat!

Under the pull of Chongxuan power, Jiang Wang's sword was extremely fast, so fast that it exceeded his original limit!

Even his afterimage was still in the distance, but his sword had already fallen.

Shang Yanhu seemed to be unable to react at all.

Let Chang Xiangsi's sharp blade pass over his neck——

clang clang clang!

But it only made such an ups and downs of sharp sounds.

The uneven texture made this sword like a stone on a mountain path.

The defense of the golden body and jade should not be like this... It's not like Jiang Wang's sword has never hurt Shen Lin!

Shang Yanhu seems to have a diamond body, and is stronger than Jinghai's immortal dragon-subduing golden body.

How can it be broken?

But now... it's not the time to consider this. Shang Yanhu has already stretched out his hand and grabbed Chang Xiangsi.

It's still that weird and abrupt feeling. Among the strong men at the level of Shen Lin, his speed is not too fast, but in a kind of awkward feeling, he can always accurately capture the target.

The gray-white palm is infinitely close.

Jiang Wang tapped his toes and was already on the rise, folding three times and reaching up to the sky.

The invisible power of the heavy mystery surged, but pulled him to the right out of thin air!

Such a weird mistake ultimately made even a powerful god like Shang Yanhu miss the target.

"Heh!"

Shang Yanhu sneered slightly in surprise, lifted his giant palm away with his left hand, twisted his feet, and brought his fist closer to Jiang Wang.

He didn't quite believe that Jiang Wang could successfully escape from danger every time before crossing the gap in the essence of life.

Can the young people of Qi be the reincarnation of gods?

Stepping on the air and walking on nothing, the fist touched the southeast. Before the punch landed, the punch had already crushed him.

Jiang Wang's figure visibly sank.

But when Shang Yanhu's fist fell, Jiang Wang's figure had passed by him again. Only the white mark left on the tip of the fist when the sword edge wiped it!

Shang Yanhu opened his fists and struck the clouds with each strike. The shadows of his fists filled the sky, and for a moment it felt like the sky was overturned and the earth was torn apart by a violent storm.

Heaven and earth are ruthless, and the fist reflects his heart.

This is the Fist of Badu.

The fist covers the world, this heart proves itself.

When I say no, no one is allowed to have it. I want time, and no one is allowed to have it!

Gray-white fists were almost everywhere, becoming more and more urgent.

But there was a figure in a green shirt, coming and going suddenly, like thunder in a heavy rain!

The Qingyun mark appeared and disappeared, and the power of Zhongxuan suddenly came and went. Jiang Wang, with dexterity beyond anything he had ever seen before, dashed left and right under the lock of Shang Yanhu's fist.

Fighting God is coming from the outer building.

What brought the situation to a momentary stalemate was the excellent cooperation between Chong Xuansheng and Jiang Wang.

But it won’t last long.

Because in such a tense situation, neither person can make any mistakes. If they fail to cooperate once, it will lead to regrettable consequences.

Shang Yanhu's fist was like a cage, and Jiang Wang's agile body was like a flying bird.

The bird is in the cage, and the cage is getting tighter and tighter.

The wings are closed and it is difficult to fly.

Boom!

When Jiang Wang's figure rose again, Zhong Xuan Sheng's giant palm entwined with the power of Bingsha had also fallen.

Jiang Wang's figure came out from between his fingers, and his giant palms immediately closed together. Suddenly the sun was dim and the sky seemed to be falling.

Shang Yanhu was not afraid at all, and his gray-white fist went straight up——

The giant's palm has been opened!

But I didn’t see the sky opening up and the clouds widening.

What fell was a sword.

Left-handed and right-handed, the mountains and seas are divided, the sun and the moon are divided.

Jiang Wang, who passed through the giant's fingers, flipped directly in the air, held the sword upside down, and slashed out a herringbone sword! It just filled up the slap that Chong Xuan Sheng was swung away, cutting off the possibility of Shang Yanhu continuing to pursue.

Fists and swords clash!

The herringbone sword force was directly destroyed by the Badu fist force.

Jiang Wang was blasted high into the sky on the spot——

Whoosh!

Another dark bloody light came directly, almost face to face with Shang Yanhu who was about to pursue Jiang Wang.

The soul-eating blood light of that red blood ghost bat!

He was originally going to attack Jiang Wang, but because Jiang Wang was punched away, he fell towards Shang Yanhu.

It turned out that when Jiang Wang slipped through the giant's fingers and jumped into the air in the first step, he had already unleashed his Taoist rage on the red-blooded ghost bat.

Although the red-blooded ghost bat at the divine level will not be controlled by this kind of Taoism at a level below the super level, it can still be a bit irritable. Although the injury was quite serious and the pain was still lingering, he still took a cold blow. However, Jiang Wang was determined to lead him to Shang Yanhu.

First, he broke through the force of the military formation, then broke through the herringbone sword style, and then suddenly encountered a fierce attack from his "comrades".

Even a strong man like Shang Yanhu was caught off guard!

Hastily, he moved his body to the side, turned his fingers down suddenly, and pushed down the soul-eating blood light.

The incorporeal soul-eating blood light seemed to have more specific details at this moment, or in other words, the "details" were pressed out, so it was pressed sideways.

But even so, the process of intertwining the dark blood light and the gray palms also brought out a blood groove for Shang Yanhu, who had strong defense!

This was the first time he was injured in this battle.

Shang Yanhu suddenly turned his head and roared: "Take your stupid bat back!"

The red-blooded ghost bat also knew that he had caused chaos, and was stagnant in the air, not even daring to scream in pain. The sarcoma that is still bleeding cannot be removed or removed.

Chu Rang, who had already been fighting with Zhongxuan Zun in the distance, was not angry and just shouted: "Come here with blood eyes, let's have a good meal with you!"

The red-blooded ghost bat made a vigorous stroke with its remaining fleshy wings, like a fish swimming through the water, and penetrated into the blue curtain of fire. One battlefield, two battle situations, each dangerous.

It seems like we have returned to the original state, as if Jiang Wang and Zhong Xuansheng led 3,000 people to rush for help... but nothing has changed!

It’s still one bat and one person fighting against Zhong Xuan Zun!

There were only one more corpse of a soldier from Victory Battalion, and what Jiang Wang and Chong Xuan Sheng had to face... Shang Yanhu, who was stronger than Zhou Xiong!

Chongxuan Sheng, who was reorganizing his army, had already felt the weakening of the power of the soldiers. Although there are enough Qi and Blood Pills to continuously replenish blood, these soldiers' physical fitness has its limits after all.

If he was given more Ninth Soldier sergeants to rotate, he would certainly not be afraid of facing off against Shang Yanhu.

But in the Sang Mansion, which is deep in the hinterland of Xia Realm, where can there be any reinforcements?

But... so what?

Jiang Wang, who was floating in the air, had his muscles trembling all over his body and his organs shaking violently... He just touched it and walked away, having relieved a lot of strength! The gap between Wailou Realm and Shenlin Realm is reflected in the result of receiving a punch from Shang Yanhu. If it weren't for the purpose of directing the killing power of the Red Blood Ghost Bat, he would never take the risk like this.

But... so what?

Neither Chong Xuansheng nor Jiang Wang looked at each other.

Because they must focus their greatest attention on Shang Yanhu.

But at this moment, their expressions were surprisingly unified.

There is no passion or anger there, but only the calmness of facing reality.

There is no need to ask why the situation has evolved like this. A different thought can have thousands of results, and they all know how to face them.

In the shortest time, defeating Chu Rang and the Red Blood Ghost Bat is the only possibility for them to escape with Chong Xuanzun.

When Shang Yanhu arrived so timely, the target to be defeated also needs to be Shang Yanhu.

This is difficult.

But this is the only way to go.

Let's give it a try.

Two people attacked at the same time!

One is as huge as a mountain, and the other is as unrestrained as a banished immortal.

In the complex and chaotic Chongxuan force field, Jiang Wang went first with a sword.

Shang Yanhu was fearless and raised his fist to meet him.

The sword went high in the sky, and the fist divided the heaven and the earth.

Chong Xuansheng's huge body followed Jiang Wang closely, resisting the shadows cast by the sunlight.

The line of sword light fell, like a mountain about to fall.

And Shang Yanhu was like the eternally silent earth, with a fist rising up into the abyss.

The power of Chongxuan suddenly rose, and Jiang Wang's sword light was still shifting at the peak. With a perfect dislocation, Chongxuansheng's fist as big as a mountain fell first--

Bang!

This was a fight without any tricks. Chongxuansheng used the power of the army formation to collide with Shenlin in a real way.

The result was obvious.

Shang Yanhu stood still, but Chongxuansheng's huge body of dozens of feet leaned back.

But in this staggered situation, Jiang Wang's sword had already fallen.

The sword of the top of the mountain hit Shang Yanhu again.

Shang Yanhu still met it with a fist!

The gray-white fist stood on the earth like a long mountain range.

But Jiang Wang suddenly became like a floating duckweed, and the sword turned around uncontrollably!

From the extreme state of the sky pillar, it flowed into a pool of water and turned into a leaf.

Almost as soon as the fist and sword collided, Jiang Wang was knocked away--

He flew too fast!

At an astonishing speed, he hit the touch hundreds of feet away!

In a relatively weak state, facing an opponent like Shang Yanhu, the target is in another battle situation, at Churang, which is more advantageous.

This battle choice is really bold and arrogant, beyond imagination and amazing!

At this moment, Jiang Wang, who was bathing in fire with a cloak, seemed to be burned by something in his body. All his suppressed strength and all his silent perseverance were transformed into kinetic energy at this moment, pushing him to accelerate and move forward.

Faster! Faster!

In the force field controlled by Chong Xuansheng, all the power of Chongxuan, whether pushing, squeezing or pulling, are helping Jiang Wang to advance.

And Chongxuanzun, who was fighting for life and death with Churang, also sent an extremely terrifying attraction!

Chongxuan power continued across the air!

One pushed, the other sucked!

The two brothers, who were as powerful as water and fire, achieved perfect cooperation through Jiang Wang's sword.

Jiang Wang's speed at this moment was so fast that even sound could not catch up.

So when he killed Churang with a sword, the sword energy roared like a rolling crowd——

He was quiet!

At that time, Chu Rang was forced to retreat by Chong Xuanzun's desperate sword.

His back and Jiang Wang's sword seemed to have a tacit understanding at this moment, and they must have contact.

It was impossible to avoid it.

Bang~!

Chu Rang's body ignited a dark blue flame that was as condensed as ice flowers.

Chang Xiangsi was blocked in the dark blue flame for a while, and a huge amount of sword energy was stripped away before he crashed into Chu Rang's back.

Puff!

Chu Rang spurted out a mouthful of blood, but he was like a flowing flame extinguished, and when he ignited again, he appeared on the back of the red-blooded ghost bat.

His face was pale, no matter how golden and jade-like he was, he almost ate Jiang Wang's sword alive. At this moment, standing on the back of the red-blooded ghost bat, he was almost a little unstable.

Although he was not dead, Jiang Wang, Chong Xuanzun, and Chong Xuansheng successfully hit Chu Rang with this perfect cooperation, and finally saw the hope of reversing this killing battle!

But at this time, a gentle voice sounded——

"Churang, Churang, how could a junior be beaten like this?"

A man in a Confucian robe with fluttering sleeves slowly walked from the east, shaking his head, and his tone was quite regretful.

"I am Li Fu." His eyes swept over Jiang Wang, Chong Xuanzun, and Chong Xuansheng one by one, and he saluted very elegantly: "I am very happy to see you, the heroes of Daqi!"

Li Fu, Marquis of Guangping of the Great Xia Empire!

Before he finished speaking.

Boom!

The sky in the south rolled like thunder, and a nine-foot-tall man fell down, with a voice like a bell: "Is Jin'an Tiger Dou Helmet really old? It's a pity for Xue!"

Xue Chang, Marquis of Yangling of the Great Xia Empire!

Then in the north sky, in the direction of Daye Mansion, a man dragged a Guandao and walked over.

The blade pierced deep scars on the ground.

And this man with a helmet and armor just looked at Chong Xuanzun, whose white clothes were stained with blood.

"We meet again, Chong Xuanzun. Where are you going to escape this time?"

It was Jin Ling who had fought with Chong Xuanzun in Linwu Mansion before and had killed him once.

The Marquis of Anguo, Daxia!