God Emperor of Dragon Tripod Chapter 395: The war ended

With an order from Li Xiangjun, more than 700 semi-spirit warriors rushed to the ground under the ground flesh and blood. The big sword in their hands appeared in the thick fog into a dreadful light, unexpectedly twisted into a wave of people. Fearful murderous. More than two hundred disciples of the Chaos Pavilion suffered a volley of the Linggang Cannon. Nearly 50 people were killed on the spot. Hundreds of them suffered various injuries. After all, the penetration of the Linggang Cannon was not as strong as the Linggang Heavy Cannon. The hundreds of Chaos Pavilion disciples behind survived a catastrophe, and their bodies were intact.

Peng! The two teams immediately fought together, and most of the Chaos Pavilion disciples who fell to the ground were mutilated by Chaos Sword. The Chaos Pavilion disciple reacted after a brief loss of consciousness and began to fight back frantically, and several semi-spirit races immediately died under the sword.

"Kill!" Both sides blushed and instinctively waved their weapons to kill.

"Don't disperse!" Li Xiangjun shouted hoarsely, trying to restrain the semi-spirit fighters and not distract the formation. But this kind of melee of nearly a thousand people, the sound of killing and shouting, and these semi-spirit races are not regular troops that are forbidden, even if Li Xiangjun shouts to break his throat, it is useless.

The sound of puffing sharp swords entering the flesh is endless, **** stumps and blood fall to the ground, and people fall down all the time. There are more and more corpses on the ground. There are chaos pavilion disciples and half-spirit people. A lively life fell one after another. Seeing the death of the clansmen one by one, Tao Feifei was both distressed and angry. A crutches smashed the head of a spiritual practitioner. This guy's sword had just cut the throat of a semi-spirit girl.

Although it was more than 700 people beating about a hundred people, the strength of Texiu was far too far from the immortal cultivation. The half-spirit people traded three lives for one of the Chaos Pavilion disciples. This is still a close-range melee. , Chaos Pavilion disciples were unable to use the result of sword expelling and magical attacks, plus the semi-spirit races were wearing second-rank lower-level defense suits, otherwise the five lives would not be exchanged for one opponent.

Li Xiangjun watched the half-spirit people die continuously, and fine beads of sweat leaked from the back of his neck. If he continued to fight like this, the more than one hundred people in the Chaos Pavilion were destined to be annihilated, and the half-spirit people had to die. Four hundred people, not to mention that the semi-spirit race could not bear this result, I am afraid that Chu Jun could not accept it.

Only in this situation, Li Xiangjun is obviously powerless. She is not a commander after all. It is okay to let her sit behind the scenes and make a strategy, but it is not enough to let her personally lead the battle.

Li Xiangjun took out the Linggang heavy artillery and fired at a guy who was riding on a flying mount and beheaded by a sword. This guy is powerful, coupled with air superiority, at least seven semi-spirit races Died at his hands. Although Li Xiangjun couldn't control the situation, he was very clear about the situation, so he took this very lethal guy straight away. This Chaos Pavilion disciple reacted extremely quickly, leaping quickly on the back of the flying mount, and the flying sword on his feet escaped the blow of the Linggang heavy artillery, and his mount was directly blasted into scum.

This Chaos Pavilion disciple stared at Li Xiangjun in anger, hesitantly smiled and rushed towards her: "Bitch, you are looking for death!"

The Linggang heavy artillery has a long cooling time, which is good for long-range attacks, but close combat is just a burden. As soon as Li Xiangjun put away the Linggang heavy artillery, this Chaos Pavilion disciple had already rushed forward and pinched Li Xiangjun's throat like lightning, apparently trying to capture her alive. Li Xiangjun had no time to react, so he could only subconsciously lean back.

"Hey hey!"

Yu Jia is as vigorous as a female leopard full of explosive power. She rushed to the chaos pavilion in stride, and the big sword smashed the waist of this Chaos Pavilion disciple. His sword was round and powerful. This Chaos Pavilion disciple had to give up catching Li Xiangjun and swing his sword to block the frame.

Dang! With a loud noise, this Chaos Pavilion Zhuji disciple almost shook the flying sword and flew out, and couldn't help but yell. Yujia's sword was at least 10,000 jins of force, which was five times the limit of 2,000 jins of force in the fifth-level physical training. No wonder this foundation-building disciple was caught off guard.

Li Xiangjun took the opportunity to retreat, and raised his hand to hit the Chaos Pavilion disciple with an ice cone, but was blocked by a magic shield from the opponent.

Dang!

This Chaos Pavilion disciple was surprised, but it was the strength of the foundation stage after all. With a sword in his back, he slashed the big sword in Yujia's hand and wiped it to her neck with a sword.

The cold light flashed by, and a round moon scimitar whirled over, blocking the chaotic pavilion disciple's fierce sword, Shao Min screamed: "Leave this person to me!"

Shao Min instantly fought with this Chaos Pavilion disciple. At this time, more than twenty building foundations including Shangguan Yu and Shao Wen were also killed. These powerful helpers joined, the situation suddenly changed, and the half-spirit casualties were greatly reduced. Tao Feifei was shocked when she saw this, and Tao Mu's walking stick swept towards a thin Chaos Pavilion disciple. The thin man was smashing the cheek of a semi-spirit with a punch, blood stained his face, and aware of the wind behind him, Huo Ran turned his head and stared, the ferocious eyes made Tao Feifei's heart startled.

The thin dwarf still had time to grin, and then the horizontal sword held Tao Feifei's mahogany cane, and the sword edge straightened Tao Feifei's hand along the cane. This move was so fast and fast that Tao Feifei had to let go of the crutches and retreat. The thin man chuckled, and kicked at Tao Feifei's Xia Sanlu viciously as he stretched his toes, and cried out strangely: "Kick you bitch!"

This kick is fast and fierce, and it's really going to explode in a real kick. Tao Feifei was ashamed and angry, and she rolled away embarrassedly before just avoiding it!

The thin dwarf obviously didn't intend to let Tao Feifei go. He whizzed up a few steps, then raised his foot and continued to stom on Tao Feifei's next three-way point. He was really abnormal. Peach Fei Fei's pretty face was pale, this time there was no time to hide, the thin and short man's face showed morbid excitement, as if she had seen this superb beauty holding the **** yin and screaming in pain. At this moment, the ground where the thin short man was standing on one foot sank, and the guy suddenly lost his balance and screamed backwards.

Kap! He kicked out with all his strength, and he was dislocated.

Wow! A small pink jade carving came out of the ground, and pointed out with a small mouth. The cold light hit the thin man's throat, and blood spattered suddenly. The thin man's throat was eroded with a huge blood hole by Yin Yuan Power, and he died before he could scream, his eyes were wide open. Due to the fact that one leg was sunk in the mud, and the weight of the thin dwarf was low, the corpse actually maintained the independent posture of the golden rooster.

"Little, thank you!" Princess Tao Fei said gratefully.

"My name is Zhao Ling, please call me Xiao Linger!" The little girl in a checkered skirt said unhappily.

Tao Feifei fondly touched her little head: "My sister called the wrong one, Xiao Linger!"

"Don't touch your head!" Little cute rolled his eyes and swished into the ground. The next moment he emerged from the ground ten meters away and attacked a Chaos Pavilion disciple.

The chaotic battle lasted only half an hour and finally ended. The Chaos Pavilion disciples were all beheaded except for more than a dozen people who escaped. The half-spirit race also paid the price of nearly a hundred deaths. The blood in the square in front of the Palace of Gods Thunder Flowing into a river, corpses were everywhere.

The battle between ordinary disciples is over, but the battle at the level of the golden core is still going on.

Over the Iron Lang Peak, the three brothers Shaogan and the four Huang Qi struggled against Yuen Long. Ning Zhongtian, Yu Zhenzi, and Wen Yue each faced an early Jin Dan master.

At the moment, there are only eight of the 13 golden cores in the Chaos Pavilion, and one golden core died on the Zhengtianmen side and two seriously injured.

At this time, it was completely dark, the fog on the Iron Lang Peak had completely dispersed, and the air was filled with a pungent smell of blood. Li Xiangjun and others watched the battle in the sky while treating the injured. With the addition of Shangguan Yu and Shao Min, the victorious Libra began to lean towards Zhengtianmen. Under the siege of Yu Zhenzi, Shangguan Yu, and Shao Min brothers and sisters, a Golden Core of Chaos Pavilion was destroyed, and the advantage was slowly expanding.

At this time, a team of hundreds of people flew toward the Iron Lang Peak by night, and one of them was carrying a rusty broken sword, covered with a white armor, and it was Fan Jian who burned it out. The Chaos Pavilion rushed back. The Big Bangmao carried a three-hundred-jin big iron hammer in one hand, and a dying beautiful woman in the other hand. It was Liu Ruye, the fourth wife who was telling the news.

"Haha, Fan Jian and the others are back, Yuen Long, your Chaos Pavilion has been destroyed!" Shaowen laughed.

Yuen Long and the others saw that the woman in Big Bangmao’s hand was Liu Ruye, and their hearts were violent, as if they were hit on the head. One of the golden pills lost his mind and was immediately beheaded by the real man Wen Yue. Yu Zhenzi took the opportunity to break the thunder dragon and cut it into two pieces~IndoMTL.com~Yuen Long was shocked and angry, and opened Shao Xuan with a sword, drew back and hurriedly retreated, yelling: "Withdraw!"

The old nest was taken away, and the Venerable hasn't appeared for so long. The situation is very bad. Yuen Long knows that the situation is gone. If he doesn't leave at this time, he will have to bury his life here sooner or later.

The remaining five Jindan elders had long since retreated. Seeing Yuen Long fled, they became even more confused and fled back and prepared to escape.

"I want to run, I asked Grandpa's sword!" Fan Jian yelled coldly, and a bit of cold star stabbed Yuen Long.

Yuen Long raised his hand and slapped it out. A giant chaotic palm was condensed out of thin air. He slapped Fan Jian fiercely, and drove away from the sky without any loss.

Boom! Fan Jian was shot and flew out!

"Mountain!" Shao Qian played a spell.

Yuen Long cut the stone mountain to pieces with a sword, and his figure has soared a hundred meters away. He turned his head and shouted: "Elder Ben wants to go, who can stop? You wait, Elder Ben will not let go. Yes, I want you to be restless!"

Everyone can't help but change their faces. They all know that if Yuen Long escapes, the consequences would be disastrous. If a guy in the late Jindan period retaliates unscrupulously, it would be a terrible thing. If you don't steal the thief, you are afraid of being cheap. Not to mention a powerful thief!

Seeing Yuen Long fleeing away, a piece of green shirt rushed towards him from a distance, leaving a long series of afterimages in the space!

Yuen Long's complexion changed sharply, and he shouted in disbelief: "It's you!"

Chu Jun stopped in the air with his Thunder Dragon Sword, and Yuen Long was as if he had seen a ghost, he was stunned!

"You...you escaped from the hand of the Lord?"

Yuen Long stared at Chu Jun, but the latter said something that made him completely desperate!

"The old demon is dead!"