"Swallow little fish!"

On the battlefield, the enemy met and they were extremely jealous.

Li Ziye rushed forward without hesitation and took the sword.

Yan Xiaoyu looked at the strange young man who rushed forward, poured his true energy into the Judgment Holy Sword, and greeted him head-on.

"boom!"

The Holy Sword of Judgment, the steel iron fan collided with sound, the violent impact exploded, and the battle situation separated.

In the ten steps, the two of them looked at each other, with different colors.

Yan Xiaoyu did not recognize who the person in front of him was, but he could feel that the strength of the person in front of him was, perhaps, not weaker than him.

Li Ziye wanted to kill him when he saw the Son of Light.

"Son of God."

Outside the battle, Mu Shouzhi rushed over, stopped, looked at the person in front of him, frowned, "Why are you here?"

"After leaving the customs, I heard that the war between the temple and the Da Shang had begun, so I came."

Yan Xiaoyu smiled and said, "Grand Commander, leave this person to me, you go and deal with the Rakshasa King of the Great Shang Dynasty."

After saying that, Yan Xiaoyu threw the Holy Sword of Judgment in his hand over and gave it to the commander in front of him.

Mu Shouzhi took the holy sword and nodded, "Okay, the Son of God is more careful. This person is difficult to deal with."

"Don't worry, commander."

Yan Xiaoyu nodded and said, "I won't underestimate the enemy."

"Um."

Mu Shouzhi responded and then stepped away.

Li Ziye didn't chase him, staring at the Son of Light in front of him, and said, "Can you start?"

"Can."

Yan Xiaoyu smiled and said, "Please!"

"please!"

Li Ziye responded politely, and after his words, his figure rushed forward directly.

The fine steel fan is like a sharp sword, and it is a move that greets Yan Xiaoyu.

Yan Xiaoyu narrowed his eyes slightly, and his light and divine power were lingering around him, so he took the move.

In the blink of an eye, several moves were confronted.

Not far away, Mu Shouzhi held the Holy Sword of Judgment, hoping to take the opportunity to deal with the Rakshasa King of Da Shang.

Unexpectedly.

Mu Shouzhi was about to take action, but a stream of light broke through the air, and the sword was turned into a bone-turned sword in the sky, with a sharp edge.

As a last resort, Mu Shouzhi immediately waved his sword to block the move.

"boom!"

Amid the violent impact, a figure in blue-clothed flew over, retracted the steel fan, and said with a smile, "Suddenly I remember that the battle with the commander was not over yet."

Behind, the swallows and fish flew over and frowned slightly.

This person's speed is amazing.

"Mr. Sanyu, are you in trouble?"

At this time, Tao Yaoyao also walked over and asked.

"It's not a problem, but it needs the help of Rakshasa king to share one."

Li Ziye grinned and said, "In this way, I will choose the commander, and the Rakshasa king will choose the Son of God of Light, how about?"

"Can!"

Tao Yaoyao responded lightly.

"That's it."

Li Ziye said, holding a fine steel fan and attacking Mu Shouzhi.

Tao Yaoyao's eyes were locked at the Son of Light in front of her, and her murderous aura was surging all over her.

A rotten fish dares to jump in front of her!

"Son of God, go quickly, you are no match for her!"

Mu Shouzhi reminded him urgently while dealing with the attack from the people in front of him.

Yan Xiaoyu's expression subsided, and hesitated without hesitation.

However, how could Tao Yaoyao give him a chance to escape? He took one step and immediately chased after him.

"Boy, what do you want!"

During this battle, Mu Shouzhi was so annoyed by the people in front of him that he said angrily.

"Didn't the commander see that? I'm fighting very seriously?"

Li Ziye responded with a smile, and continued to block the commander of the temple in front of him, rushing to help Yan Xiaoyu.

Tian Ji’s horse racing, such a simple strategy is useless.

As long as he drags down the commander of the silver-armored iron cavalry, the swallow little fish will be a dead fish.

With the strength of my junior uncle, he can be chopped up in a while!

"boom!"

Just when Li Ziye dragged Mu Shouzhi, not far away, Tao Yaoyao also caught up with Yan Xiaoyu, slashed with one sword, and was full of murderous aura.

The sword of Rakshasa is cold and ruthless, and Yan Xiaoyu cannot avoid it and has to take action to resist.

Suddenly, two powerful forces collided, and the aftermath rose, and the true energy in Yan Xiaoyu's body fluctuated violently, and he took several steps in a row.

"Son of God."

Mu Shouzhi noticed the situation on the other side of the battle, his expression changed, and he shook the person in front of him with a sword and rushed forward quickly.

"Master, where are you going?"

However, Li Ziye's ghostly figure once again blocked the front, and the steel fan flew out, and the sword light was irritating.

Mu Shouzhi was full of anger, but he had to stop and deal with the visitor.

The battle situation on the other side.

Yan Xiaoyu faced the powerful Rakshasa king, and the situation became increasingly dangerous.

As the Son of Light, Yan Xiaoyu is definitely not weak. Even if he faces ordinary five realms, he still has the power to fight, except for the Rakshasa King.

Tao Yaoyao, even among the Wu Kings owned by Da Shang, ranks among the top three.

Without the suppression of the Holy Sword of Judgment, even Mu Shouzhi would undoubtedly be defeated, not to mention Yan Xiaoyu, who had not yet entered the fifth realm.

"boom!"

The Supreme Sword slashed down, with murderous aura thrust. Yan Xiaoyu took a few steps back, and the corners of his mouth were red.

The simplest plan for Tian Ji’s horse racing has now become the death talisman of the Son of Light.

"hateful!"

Not far away, Mu Shouzhi became more and more angry. He wanted to rush for help several times, but he was stopped.

The importance of speed is undoubtedly revealed at this moment.

"Swish!"

The steel fan dispersed and turned into sword lights that passed by, which was not fatal, but disgusting.

If you don’t block it, you will be injured, and if you block it, you will be dragged down.

Since entering the fifth realm, Mu Shouzhi has fought so frustrated for the first time.

"Master, please be more serious."

Li Ziye was fighting and said, "Originally, you have violated your promise by using the Holy Sword of Judgment. I have a lot of them and I haven't been calculating with you. How could you still eat in the bowl and look in the pot?

Go and find someone to beat me.”

Come on, uncle, and chop the rotten fish to death!

"boom!"

Not far away, Tao Yaoyao slapped Yan Xiaoyu's chest with a palm, and suddenly, blood splattered, so dazzling.

Even if the divine power of light protects the body, he still suffers serious injuries.

With one hand, Tao Yaoyao's attack did not stop at all. The sword raised its sharp edge and slashed directly.
To be continued...