The violent battle axe fell down, but the strong man from Wanpo Sect snorted coldly, instead of retreating, and went straight to Cheng Yaojin to meet him.

Cheng Yaojin only showed the realm of a seventh-level martial artist, but he had the strength of a third-level military general. How could he retreat?

boom!

The battle axe collided with the long knife, and Cheng Yaojin squirted out blood and flew backwards in a stuttering manner.

However, as soon as his feet landed, a layer of golden light appeared all over his body, and he rushed towards the third-level general as if he was injected with chicken blood again.

"One word, do it!"

"Whoever is cowardly, who is the bastard!" Cheng Yaojin shouted hideously.

At this time, Wang Zhaojun's imprisonment cold frost also reached the man's feet, and a layer of ice crystal appeared on the ground. The terrifying cold air rushed into the other's body like a tide.

"It's that dead girl again!"

The third-level general snorted coldly, and used his feet to force the frost on his legs. The man also jumped up at the same time, slashing at Cheng Yaojin with another sword.

"Fuck...Fighting!"

Cheng Yaojin's eyes widened, and at this moment, he threw the battle axe in his left hand aside, and directly reached out to grab the opponent's long sword.

"Looking for death, I'll destroy your hand first!" The man was puzzled and slashed Cheng Yaojin's hand without hesitation.

puff!

The palm was cut open diagonally, and half of the palm was directly chopped to the ground, but Cheng Yaojin didn't even frown. Taking advantage of the other party's dazed, the battle axe in his hand swept across the other party's waist with a whistling sound.

Who is not afraid of death when fighting? Lao Cheng is the least afraid of death!

Although Luo Han's demon realm can recover his injuries, Cheng Yaojin, who became crazy, is not inferior to him, and his ability to recover his injuries is even better.

However, the strength of the two sides is too different after all. The battle axe just hit the other party's waist and was removed by the other party's strength. It only left a narrow and long wound on the other party's abdomen, and failed to successfully cut the other party in half.

But even so, it's enough...

"puff!"

The man spitted out a mouthful of blood, staggered back a few steps, staring at Cheng Yaojin in disbelief: "It's cruel! But the next knife... you will definitely die!"

"Stop talking nonsense, do it!" Cheng Yaojin spat, holding the battle axe in one hand and was about to continue rushing.

But at this moment, a petite figure suddenly appeared behind the seriously injured third-level general.

"Fantasy Dance...Shuhua!"

A pair of black short swords stabbed down the other party's back heart, and the sharp tip penetrated out of his chest. A Ke's cold face poked out from behind the other party and said to Cheng Yaojin: "Now you can pick up the broken hand and pick it up... Otherwise, you will be trampled by those soldiers in a while!"

"You, you're snatching the head!" Cheng Yaojin muttered angrily, turned around and picked up half of his hand that had been stepped on several feet, and then pressed it on the wound.

The powerful effect of the potential of justice appears, and the broken palm heals as before in a few breaths.

"Hehe! It's just that I'm recovering quickly, are you angry?" Cheng Yaojin smiled and saw two strong enemies pounced on Wang Zhaojun. He turned around without hesitation and met him.

.....

The battle continued, and more than half of the people from the Wanpo Sect died from the first sixteen people to now.

However, the soldiers in Qingfeng City died even worse. The team of more than 500 people had already died, almost half of them.

Even Duan Xi had several wounds on his body, and his face turned pale. It was obvious that he was not only injured, but also poisoned.

"boom!"

Duan Xi's body flew backwards and slammed hard on a wall on the street, covering the cracks on the wall.

Several mouthfuls of blood were spurted out, and Duan Xi stood up with difficulty. At this time, his face was already filled with fear, and he could hardly help but order the soldiers to stop.

But this time, he didn't use his words, and Luo Han in the crowd had already given orders for him.

"All soldiers will retreat after they obey orders!"

At this time, Luo Han pinched the neck of a fifth-level general with one hand. As he finished speaking, his palm suddenly used force to directly pinch the neck of the fifth-level general.

Those soldiers were ashamed of amnesty, regardless of whether they were the orders of leader Duan Xi, and they all escaped and left the battle circle as if they were fleeing.

However, although they left the battle circle, the soldiers did not leave, but retreated dozens of meters away, and still surrounded the battlefield tightly.

Several of the clever ones did not forget to hold Duan Xi, who was seriously injured, and brought Duan Xi outside the battle circle.

"Captain Duan insists on for a while...Luo will detoxify you later!" Luo Han said.

"Thank you, Mr. Luo!" Duan Xi was overjoyed. He had seen Luo Han's divine power with his own eyes. He knew that Luo Han was not afraid of the poison skills of the Wanpo Sect. He waved his hand and helped A Ke to relieve the poison.

With Luo Han’s help, there is no need to worry about being poisoned.

"boom!"

With a loud thunderous sound, Bai Tu's figure flew backwards and was caught in mid-air by several disciples of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect.

After landing, Bai Tu spit out a mouthful of blood and stared at Bodhidharma in the distance with great resentment.

At this time, the Truth Protection Body on Bodhidharma's body had been broken, but it seemed that he was not injured and was still standing there in a fist-swinging posture.

"Amitabha, I underestimate you a little... Your poison makes me a little restrained!"

Bodhidharma withdrew his fist and apologized at Luo Han: "Young Master, give me ten more breaths, and I will take someone else's head!"

"As you wish!" Luo Han smiled slightly.

Looking around, including Bai Tu, there were seven people left in Wanpo Sect at this time.

Among them, Bai Tu was injured, and two others were also attacked by soldiers in chaos and were shot in the face of arrows, but it did not seem serious.

As for Luo Han and others, they were not damaged at all. Except for Bodhidharma and Wang Zhaojun, the others were more or less damaged.

Of course, Luo Han and Cheng Yaojin's injuries have recovered long ago, but they just look a little embarrassed.

This battle was already a hard battle. All sixteen people on the other side were strong men at the level of military generals. If Duan Xi had not helped with more than 500 soldiers and used the lives of the soldiers to maintain the situation, Luo Han would have no confidence.

But now, the battle situation has been decided, and the powerful men of Wanpo Sect in front of him are no longer worth worrying about except Bai Tu.

Bai Tu and Luo Han also believed that Bodhidharma had the ability to kill him.

"Who are you? Why did you kill my son outside Beiluo City, and even slander me with Qiongshan miasma?"

Bai Tu's eyes fell on Luo Han, and his tone was filled with deep resentment.

At this time, both sides temporarily retreated and faced each other far away.

"Beiluocheng? I haven't been there before, so it's even more impossible to meet your son!"

Luo Han snorted: "As for the incident in Qiongshan, I only heard that it is related to Wandu Sect, so I came with Leader Duan and wanted to ask you to go back and investigate... Unfortunately, you are guilty! If Qiongshan's affairs were not what you did, why do you resist?"

"Stop talking nonsense, kill us, you guys leave! Otherwise... I will die in Qingfeng City!"
Chapter completed!