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A Buddhist sound spread in mid-air, and countless people covered their ears and fell to the ground, screaming heart-breakingly, and their facial features continued to overflow with blood until they died.

Because there were too many high-level Beyonders in Chenhe, the front lines of the four groups in Nanshan Ridge collapsed instantly.

Because the difference in strength was too big, they had no choice but to fight and retreat, and continued to fight in detours.

Some "outsiders" removed this place from the frontal battlefield, which caused a sharp increase in their pressure.

"Retreat, that monk's ability is so weird that we can't deal with it. Many people were fascinated and started to go crazy after being beaten." Chang Yi shouted while holding a thick red-covered book.

At the same time, he continuously controlled huge fireballs and threw them towards the battlefield in the distance.

However, they were defused by the opponent, and they exploded in the sky one by one, and were even cut off by the woman holding the heavy sword.

Chang Yi coughed up blood from his mouth. The high-intensity fighting was too much for him. Then he turned to the person beside him and said:

"You go and break the queen."

To put it very simply, in such a situation, one would almost die. However, the man did not hesitate at all. He held a big knife and rushed forward with hundreds of people.

We can only abandon some people, otherwise there will be greater sacrifices.

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"Senior Brother Tao is dead."

Tao Baibai said solemnly, "Be careful. If you really can't handle it, we can retreat first."

"Tao Yunzhi is dead." A man wearing a golden cassock, a bare head, and dressed as a monk repeated, his tone was very calm, and he didn't look surprised at all.

"He will eventually die on the battlefield like that... This place is not suitable for him in the first place."

The monk's words were cold, but no one objected. He has a high qualification among this group of people. He is the monk Huijia who is known as the number one in Buddhism at present, and he is also the next abbot of Huangtian Temple.

"It seems that the group of Seventeen did have reinforcements. Otherwise, it would be impossible to kill Tao Tao just by relying on the curse. There is information from the National Council that the former leader of Seventeen is back."

Another woman with extremely beautiful appearance and carrying a huge black sword said coldly.

There were corpses all around, and the air was filled with the stench of blood. Apart from that, only a naked man, pierced by a giant sword and nailed to the ground, was still alive.

"Tell us where Lin Xiuyu is. If you tell us, I can let you live or even join us."

"After all, we are all human beings, and there is no need to fight to the death, right?"

There was a smile on the monk's face, and he half-crouched to look at Ye Yongqiang. His kind-hearted look was so kind that he couldn't help but want to believe and hug him.

Especially for people who are in despair and on the verge of death, such kindness is hard to refuse.

"Pooh!"

Ye Yongqiang spat a mouthful of blood on the ground, and then laughed like a maniac: "Our boss is back now, you all have to die, you all have to die, don't be too happy too early!"

His voice was not loud, but it inexplicably chilled the hearts of everyone present. The monk also felt strange about Ye Yongqiang's attitude. He didn't understand what kind of person would give him such confidence, even if he was about to die.

"Stubborn." The extremely beautiful woman couldn't help but frown, and raised the giant sword with both hands: "Since you want to die, let him do it."

Compared to the others, she was filled with murderous intent, and her hands seemed to be blood red, dripping with blood.

Such a tragic war has changed many people, including them. There has never been such a war in the Litian world.

That agreed-upon system has been maintained for many years, and they have maintained a relatively stable relationship, with some minor quarrels at most.

Ye Yongqiang's eyes were bloodshot, and he had no intention of surrendering until his death. He had always been like this, and he had always been this kind of person.

"kill me!"

Many people surrendered and betrayed in this war, which resulted in heavy losses many times.

These monks know how to manipulate people's hearts and know how to make people obey and obey them, because they originally studied this and followed this path.

Seeing this scene, Monk Huijia just shook his head, then turned and walked back.

A ferocious smile appeared on the beautiful woman's face, and she swung her giant sword towards Ye Yongqiang. This blow would probably crush him into pieces.

At this moment, her movements stopped, and the movements of the people around her also stopped, and their expressions froze. Time was frozen in this area, like the light of dusk interspersing in the space.

They only saw a figure in Mohu appearing on the hilltop not far away, full of brilliance, like a god.

It seemed like only a moment, but it also seemed like a long time passed.

Such an extremely beautiful woman fell to the ground, and the jet-black heavy sword also fell on her body. There was a bloody hole the size of a finger on her forehead, and her head was poked out.

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She died, so easily in front of everyone, before they even figured out what happened.

Monk Huijia's face also turned ugly, and he felt a shuddering aura from Su Changxing's body.

"Why does this world exist like this?"

He looked dull and said to himself, feeling that all this was very unreasonable.

A real dragon cannot be produced by diving, and a powerful being cannot be born in an ordinary world.

But what’s going on with this person in front of me!

Several people stood there, staring at Su Changxing's figure, not daring to move at all.

Su Changxing did not take action again, feeling that something in the sky had already targeted him. His two blood-red eyes without piercings were filled with confusion and hatred for everything.

That thing has always existed in this world, peeking into this world, as if it was monitoring something, completing an endless task.

When things got to this point, Monk Huijia and others could naturally guess Su Changxing's identity, otherwise they would not have appeared here, but Su Changxing's strength shocked them greatly.

"Is the donor the one left behind?" Monk Huijia's voice spread throughout the wilderness, loud and generous.

Su Changxing did not answer him, but asked instead: "What do you think? Since there is a war, there is nothing to say. You should know the term blood debt and blood repayment, right?"

He waved his hand, and a figure ran out from behind him. It was the flower umbrella wearing a black dress.

There is no need for him to take action against these people, Hua Umbrella alone is enough.

Seeing the flower umbrella rushing up, Monk Huijia silently recited the scriptures, and the sound of Buddha rippled in the space. If it was the sound mentioned by ordinary people, they would not even be able to stand up, but they did not have the slightest concern for the flower umbrella. Influence.

Seeing this situation, Monk Huijia also reacted and immediately changed his tactics. The skin all over his body radiated brilliant golden light, and he hit the flower umbrella with his palm.

First train the body, then train the mind. The monks of Huangtian Temple are unique in the world of Litian in terms of physical training. Their powerful bodies and minds make them smooth and without shortcomings.

In their opinion, Hua Umbrella is just a humanoid monster, and it is basically impossible for him to be the opponent of Monk Huijia, let alone such a head-on approach.

The thing a monk is least afraid of is a head-on collision, like an extremely hard and smooth stone.

With a loud noise, a figure flew out and slid hundreds of meters. To everyone's surprise, it was not the humanoid monster that flew out, but Monk Huijia.