"Yan Xiaoyu!"

On the battlefield, when enemies meet, they are extremely jealous.

Li Ziye rushed forward without hesitation and grabbed the sword.

Yan Xiaoyu watched the strange young man rush forward, poured all his true energy into the Judgment Holy Sword, and faced the attack head-on.

"boom!"

The Holy Sword of Judgment and the fine steel fan collided with each other, a violent impact broke out, and the battle broke out.

Within ten steps, the two people 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 person in front of him was powerful, perhaps not weaker than him.

Li Ziye, on the other hand, wanted to hack him to death the first time he saw the Son of God of Light.

"Son of God."

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

"After I came out of seclusion, I heard that the war between the temple and Dashang had begun, so I came here."

Yan Xiaoyu smiled and said, "Commander, leave this person to me, and you can deal with the Rakshasa King of Dashang."

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

Mu Shouzhi took the holy sword, nodded and said, "It's okay, Son of God, be careful. This person is difficult to deal with."

"Don't worry, Commander."

Yan Xiaoyu nodded and said, "I will not underestimate the enemy."

"Um."

Mu Shouzhi responded and immediately walked away.

Li Ziye did not chase after him. He stared at the Son of Light in front of him and said, "Can we start?"

"Can."

Yan Xiaoyu smiled and said, "Please!"

"please!"

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

The stainless steel fan is like a sharp sword, striking at Yan Xiaoyu's vitals.

Yan Xiaoyu narrowed his eyes slightly, with light and divine power lingering around him, and he took the attack forcefully.

In close proximity, in the blink of an eye, several moves were exchanged.

Not far away, Mu Shouzhi was holding the Holy Sword of Judgment, trying to take advantage of the opportunity to deal with the Rakshasa King of Dashang.

Unexpectedly.

Just as Mu Shouzhi was about to take action, a stream of light came through the air, and the sky was filled with fanning bones and turning into swords, which were extremely sharp.

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

"boom!"

Amidst the violent impact, a figure in green clothes passed by, retracted the stainless steel fan, and said with a smile, "I suddenly remembered that the battle between me and the commander is not over yet."

From behind, Yan Xiaoyu flew by, his brows furrowed slightly.

This man's speed is really amazing.

"Mr. Sanyu, are you in trouble?"

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

"It's not really a trouble, but I need the Rakshasa King to help me share some of it."

Li Ziye grinned and said, "How about I choose the commander-in-chief and the Rakshasa King chooses the Son of Light?"

"Can!"

Tao Yaoyao responded calmly.

"That's it."

Li Ziye said something and attacked Mu Shouzhi with a steel fan in hand.

Tao Yaoyao's eyes were fixed on the Son of God of Light in front of him, and murderous aura surged around him.

How dare a rotten fish jump in front of her!

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

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

Yan Xiaoyu's expression darkened, and he immediately retreated without hesitation.

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

"Boy, what exactly do you want!"

During the battle, Mu Shouzhi was troubled by the people in front of him and said angrily.

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

Li Ziye responded with a smile and continued to hit here and there with a hammer and a stick to hinder the leader of the temple in front of him from rushing to help Yan Xiaoyu.

Tian Ji's horse racing, such a simple strategy, is not necessary in vain.

As long as he holds back the commander of the silver-armored cavalry, Yan Xiaoyu will be a dead fish.

With the strength of the young martial uncle, he can be chopped into pieces in no time!

"boom!"

Just when Li Ziye was dragging Mu Shouzhi away, not far away, Tao Yaoyao also caught up with Yan Xiaoyu and slashed him with his sword, full of murderous intent.

The sword of Rakshasa was cold and ruthless. Yan Xiaoyu couldn't avoid it and had to take action to resist it.

Suddenly, two powerful forces collided, and the aftermath increased. The true energy in Yan Xiaoyu's body shook violently, and he took several steps back.

"Son of God."

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

"Commander, where are you going?"

However, Li Ziye's ghostly figure once again blocked the way, and the fine steel fan flew out, and the sword light flashed, which was extremely annoying.

Mu Shouzhi was filled with anger, but he had to stop and deal with the person coming.

The battle on the other side.

Yan Xiaoyu faces the powerful Rakshasa King, and the situation becomes increasingly dangerous.

As the son of the God of Light, Yan Xiaoyu is definitely not weak. He is still capable of fighting even against the ordinary five realms, except for the Rakshasa King.

Tao Yaoyao, even among all the Martial Kings in Dashang, was ranked among the top three in terms of strength.

Without the suppression of the Judgment Holy Sword, even Mu Shouzhi would definitely be defeated, let alone Yan Xiaoyu who has not yet entered the fifth realm.

"boom!"

The Supreme Sword fell, murderous intent piercing the bones, Yan Xiaoyu stepped back a few steps, and the corners of his mouth were red.

Tian Ji's simple horse racing plan has now become a talisman for the Son of God of Light.

"hateful!"

Not far away, Mu Shouzhi became increasingly angry. He tried to rush for help several times, but was stopped all the time.

The importance of speed is undoubtedly evident at this moment.

"Whoa!"

The fine steel fan spread out and turned into streaks of sword light, not fatal, but disgusting.

If you don't block, you will be injured; if you block, you will be held back.

Since entering the Five Realms, Mu Shouzhi felt so frustrated for the first time.

"Commander, please be more serious."

Li Ziye babbled while saying, "Originally, you have broken your promise by using the Holy Sword of Judgment. I have a lot of it and I don't care about it with you. How can you still eat from the bowl and look at the pot and think about it?"

Go find someone else to fight."

Come on, little uncle, chop that rotten fish to death!

"boom!"

Not far away, Tao Yaoyao slapped Yan Xiaoyu's chest with his palm. Immediately, blood spattered, which was so dazzling.

Even though the body was protected by the divine power of light, he suffered serious injuries.

After succeeding with a palm, Tao Yaoyao's attack did not stop at all. His sword sharpened and he slashed down.
To be continued...