Chapter 6397: Qinglong God of War 2
However, let the raindrops flow, everyone's eyes always fall on the opposite Yaoyuan Palace. They are very clear that this battle is either your death or my death.
Facing the obstruction of nearly 2,000 members of the righteous way, the ghost general Su Yanghe, the leader of the four gods, raised his hand, and the advancing team of the Yaoyuan Palace immediately stopped and faced the members of the righteous way. Because of the battle last night, Su Yanghe's face still looked pale, but his pupils were still sharp. Looking around at the members of the righteous path opposite, Su Yanghe's eyes immediately locked on Ling Xuejiu. The corners of his lips moved, and two words were coldly spit out from his mouth: "Where is the person?" Ling Xuejiu said coldly, "Who is it?" Su Yanghe narrowed his eyes and said, "You should know who I am talking about, She handed it over, and I might be able to let you live." Hearing this, Ling Xuejiu flung his sleeves and said coldly, "Don't think about it." Su Yanghe grinned and said, "Okay, I'll give you a way to live, if you don't leave, then Go to hell." As his voice fell, nearly 2,000 disciples of the Yaoyuan Palace immediately moved their bodies and rushed towards the members of the righteous path. "Kill!" Upon seeing this, Ling Xuejiu spit out lightly, and took the lead to greet him. In order to prevent Ling Xueji from being in danger, several disciples of the Nine Heavens Sacred Palace always protected Ling Xueji on both sides.
There are less than 2,000 people on the right side, and the Yaoyuan Palace is almost the same. As soon as the two sides fought, they immediately fell into a fight. However, Ling Xuejiu knew that the key to this battle lay in the four gods. If they were not repelled, the defeat of this battle would be doomed. For a long time, the representatives of the four major forces rarely took action, but because there were too many injured powerhouses this time, no one could send them, and they had to go into battle by themselves. Coupled with Ling Xuejiu and Fenglie, there are only six powerhouses on the right side of the road, and with the six of them fighting against the four great generals, the difficulty can be imagined. Ling Xuejiu's eyes turned, and he quickly locked onto Su Yanghe. Among the four great generals, Su Yanghe's strength was originally ranked first, but because of his injury last night, now he can't even match the demon general Yun Shuisheng. Although the six of them have never joined forces, at this critical moment, everyone cooperated very well. Not long after, the six of them chose their opponents. The demon general Yun Shuisheng was still handled by Feng Lie, while the ghost general Su Yanghe was handled by Ling Xuejiu, Chi Yang, and He Fanghua.
Looking at the disciples on both sides who were still fighting, Ling Xuejiu gritted his teeth, moved his body, and galloped towards the opposite Suyang River. As soon as she moved, the others took action. After surrounding Su Yanghe, the three of Ling Xuejiu did not take the initiative to attack, but walked beside each other. The three of them knew very well that no matter what kind of injury Su Yanghe suffered, the other party was a semi-immortal-level powerhouse after all. Such a gap cannot be filled by any means. Therefore, the plan of the three of them is to drag Suyang River. Not only the three of them, but also Xianyun and Kong Yin's thoughts. In terms of strength alone, if they fight recklessly, they are definitely not opponents, so all they can do is to delay as much as possible. Of course, their procrastination is not without purpose. The key to this battle lies in Feng Lie's body. As long as he can defeat Yun Shuisheng in a short period of time, then they have a chance to win.