When the Tai Chi halo exploded, Liu Xun's eyes suddenly became extremely cold. This was not over yet. The Tribulation Breaking Monk could use the power of space. This attack would definitely not kill him!
The figure moved again, and Liu Xun appeared in front of the foreign monk again. His speed was too fast. After three hundred years of experience, he was already comparable to Po Jie.
When he arrived in front of the foreign monk, Liu Xun suddenly felt a chill on his back. He turned around and found that it was the soul of the foreign monk. The soul's face was hideous and his eyes were full of anger. It was obvious that he was very angry about being made like this by Liu Xun.
"Boy, let me devour your soul and occupy your body!" The soul roared at Liu Xun. The silver-haired middle-aged man from the foreign land changed his expression and shouted, "Dema, run away!"
The soul of the foreign monk was stunned for a moment after hearing this. Why did he want to escape? He was just a land robber. But the next moment, he understood, and his eyes were filled with panic and despair...
"Devouring me? Are you trying to show off in front of Guan Gong? You don't know how to live or die!" A sneer appeared on Liu Xun's lips, and his eyes were full of mockery as he looked at the soul of the foreign cultivator.
If this soul escaped quickly, Liu Xun would not be sure that he could devour it, but by chance, this soul actually came to him on its own! If he did not accept it, wouldn't he be ungrateful for its kindness
Without a doubt, the reincarnation mark of this foreign cultivator shattered instantly, first his shattered body and cultivation merged into Liu Xun's body, and finally his soul roared with unwillingness...
"Asshole! Dema, this idiot, isn't he paying attention to the battle situation below!" The silver-haired middle-aged man had a gloomy face and walked towards Liu Xun. As soon as he took a step, a bronze dagger suddenly slashed towards the silver-haired middle-aged man's neck.
The silver-haired middle-aged man's face changed, and he retreated instantly. He looked at the purple-clothed middle-aged man with extremely solemn eyes. The purple-clothed middle-aged man smiled indifferently and said, "I have already said it before, don't pick on the weak."
Liu Xun heard this, shook his head and smiled, saying: "Hey, senior, I'm not a soft persimmon. If that white-haired ghost wants to kill me, I will make his white hair... disappear completely!"
"Brat!" The silver-haired middle-aged man looked at Liu Xun with murderous eyes, but when he saw the Tai Chi phantom in the void, his expression became unnaturally solemn.
"Swish..."
A stream of blood splashed, and the silver-haired middle-aged man's face changed. He retreated a hundred meters again, looking at the purple-clothed middle-aged man with an extremely gloomy face, saying: "Despicable guy, you actually sneak attacked..."
The middle-aged man in purple laughed when he heard this, shook the bronze dagger in his hand, and said: "Are you stupid? Or are you stupid? Do you think I can fight you fairly? This is a war, and your manpower is twice as much as ours."
After the purple-clothed middle-aged man finished speaking, Liu Xun's face became solemn. Yes, the other party's manpower is twice that of China. To catch a thief, one must catch the king first. Obviously, this silver-haired middle-aged man is the so-called king.
"Senior, as long as you have a way to break it, I can devour it and make it completely destroyed." Liu Xun had already decided in his heart that this person must die. If the silver-haired middle-aged man died, the situation of the battle might change.
Because he discovered that the purple-clothed middle-aged man and the silver-haired middle-aged man had probably broken through the calamity and reached the state of eternal life...
However, it would be a pipe dream for Liu Xun to kill an immortal monk, so he could only rely on the middle-aged man in purple. But even so, he was not sure that he could devour him 100%.
"Even if you don't tell me, I will chop him into pieces." The middle-aged man in purple didn't hesitate at all. He immediately went towards the middle-aged man with silver hair and started fighting.
Liu Xun took a deep breath, bowed to Emperor Yuan and the others, and said, "Brother Emperor, everyone, please hold on for a while longer!"
Di Yuan and the others were already covered with wounds. After hearing Liu Xun's words, they all nodded and said, "Don't worry, even if we die, we will not let a foreign cultivator harass you."
Liu Xun nodded solemnly and stopped being pretentious. This was a bet, a bet with a low chance of winning, but since they all dared to put the chips on him, how could he not trust himself
The essence in his body began to circulate again, and the dragon vein power sealed in his body burst into flames. At this time, Liu Xun's body seemed to be burning together. The blood-red armor and the white flames made him look like a god.
The figure moved slightly, and Liu Xun appeared in front of the silver-haired middle-aged man. Together with the middle-aged man in purple, he launched an attack on him. The silver-haired middle-aged man looked at Liu Xun with disdain, and with a trace of spatial force, he imprisoned him in an instant.
But it only took a moment before it was burned by the white flames transformed from the dragon vein power. At this time, not only the silver-haired middle-aged man was stunned, but even the middle-aged man in purple was slightly shocked.
Liu Xun did not make any explanation, because this was not only relying on the power of the dragon vein, but also mixed with momentum. Those with great momentum can change the world, and the mere force of space was not enough to confine him.
At this time, the silver-haired middle-aged man was being pressed step by step by the purple-clothed middle-aged man, and he definitely couldn't spare the energy to deal with Liu Xun. Using the power of space on Liu Xun was already his greatest ability.
At the same time, the hundred people of Emperor Yuan were not having an easy time. In just one stick of incense, ten of them had died. After all, the gap in numbers between the two sides was too big and the situation was precarious.
But it was not easy for Liu Xun and the middle-aged man in purple. Although they could suppress the middle-aged man with silver hair, they could not kill him in a short period of time.
Time flies, it was dark in an instant, and dawn in an instant. In the blink of an eye, two days have passed! At this moment, a horn suddenly sounded, the void shook, and the sky and the earth changed color! Seeing this, Liu Xun's face changed, and then he laughed up to the sky!
Not far from the battlefield, hundreds of ancient bronze chariots led the way. Densely packed and endless numbers of monks were rushing towards the battlefield. The flag above was particularly eye-catching - Zhongzhou!
The support army from Zhongzhou has arrived, which means a change in the situation on the battlefield, but it also means that armies from foreign lands will also follow. This war has reached a white-hot situation.
The arrival of reinforcements made the Chinese monks roar to the sky with excitement.
Especially the tribulation-breaking monks such as Di Yuan, after two days of desperate fighting, there are only more than 20 people left, and each of them has wounds deep enough to see the bones.
However, just when everyone was in despair, reinforcements arrived! This was an excitement that could not be expressed in words, a sense of rebirth, filling the hearts of all Chinese monks.
Seeing this, the silver-haired middle-aged man turned pale instantly. He stopped fighting with Liu Xun and the other man and left the battle circle. At the same time, he shouted to the foreign army: "Retreat first and wait for support."
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