Mo He looked at the people who suddenly broke into the iron-blooded battlefield and then quickly went in one direction. He lay motionless until these people were getting farther and farther away from him.

"This group of people should be the remnants of the Second Dynasty!" Mo He's mind was like lightning at this moment, thinking of the things that Pang Zhan built a cemetery before, and his attitude of settling down on the funeral. Looking at the people who suddenly entered the iron-blooded battlefield, Mo He could probably guess their origins.

Pang Zhan’s things should come from these people. After entering the iron-blooded battlefield, the target they will target is also obvious, and it is definitely Xia Yuan.

Turning his head and looking at the center of the battlefield, there were countless yellow sand rolling around at this moment, and the battle situation seemed to be getting more intense. The rolling yellow sand around him seemed to gradually gather together, forming the shape of a tornado, but it emitted a layer of red light.

Mo He turned his gaze to the people who had just come in, and found that after they had detoured a little, they were approaching the center of the battlefield little by little, and only stopped after reaching a certain distance. Then the handsome man didn't know what he threw out, but those people slowly disappeared while the iron-blooded evil spirits were around, and even their breath was perfectly hidden.

Mo He narrowed his eyes slightly and thought to himself: "It is worthy of being the remnant force of the Second Dynasty. Even though the dynasty has changed, the foundation accumulated by more than 30,000 years of rule has become very profound."

The legacy from the previous life and the knowledge from the previous life made Mo He understand one truth, that is, there is no means in this world that are invincible. Even if it is the domineering iron-blooded evil spirit, it can reject all other forces, and it can still be restrained. If you think something is unsolvable, then you can only say that the height you stand is not enough and your vision is not broad enough.

For example, now, Mo He is shrouded by the iron blood evil energy, and he cannot even release a spell, and even dares to find out his spiritual consciousness. However, he can penetrate the iron blood evil energy barrier and hide himself after entering the iron blood battlefield.

Just as Mo He felt a sigh, a roar suddenly came from the center of the battlefield, accompanied by the tremor of the ground under his feet again, but this time the ground really collapsed. With the place of war as the center, the earth fell deeply within a mile, forming a large pit like a meteor falling. A huge figure was thrown out of the battle situation, and the heavy road fell to the ground.

Mo He saw the figure that fell out clearly, but it was the veteran Pang Zhan, which means that in this battle, Pang Zhan took the lead in falling into the Xia Peak.

He quickly stood up from the ground, Pang Zhan looked down at a blood hole in his chest, then looked at the long sword of Bai Zhan in his hand, and a hint of heartache flashed in his eyes.

This weapon, which I don’t know how long it has been with him, has been gradually improved from an ordinary military long-refined sword, by his sacrificial techniques of magical weapons and martial arts to the present level. Don’t look at it as if it was a long sword that would be broken at any time, but it is not inferior to ordinary magical weapons, but now there is a hole in the surface of the sword on this long sword.

Although this knife was not inferior to a magic weapon, its foundation was too poor after all. When the attack just now blocked Xia Yuan's straight stab, it was finally pierced by the long spear in Xia Yuan's hand and also injured him.

His eyes moved away from the long sword in his hand, and his eyes seemed to have taken a casual look in one direction.

Pang Zhan reached out and stroked the blood hole in his chest, and then brushed the blood-stained palm across the face of the knife with a long sword in his hand.

After he stroked his palm, all the blood stained in the palm of his palm gathered in the small hole in the knife surface, and the gap in the long knife was temporarily repaired.

"Old guy, hold on for a while, it'll be soon!" A soft murmured, and suddenly blue veins appeared on Pang Zhan's face, and white hair danced out of thin air at this moment.

Xia Yuan, who had just injured Pang Zhan, felt that Pang Zhan on the opposite side seemed to be a wounded lonely wolf at this moment, and his aura became even more fierce.

"That's right, come on, take another move!" Looking at Pang Zhan whose breath became more fierce, Xia Yuan was not afraid at all. The long spear in his hand suddenly slashed forward, and a hundred-meter-long blood light flew out and slashed towards Pang Zhan inclined.

"kill!"

Pang Zhan let out a low roar, and the long sword in his hand suddenly slashed forward, and also swung a blood light.

Two blood lights collided, and another explosion came from the air. Before the power of the explosion could dissipate, the sound of gold and iron clashing with weapons was followed by the two who turned into giants dozens of meters high, and fought again into a group.

This time, there was no red light around, but Mo He's eyes still couldn't see the specific details of the two fighting. All he could see was a ball of red light that was constantly wriggling, destroying the surrounding earth at the same time.

"Give me the dragon-shooting bow!" The handsome man hiding in the darkness said to a guard behind him when he saw the increasingly fierce battle situation.

Upon hearing this, the guard took out a light golden longbow without hesitation and handed it to the handsome man.

"Your Highness actually brought the Dragon-Shooting Bow of General Zhenlong. Before he came down, he was worried about the hastyness of the palace. He didn't bring a bow with him. He specially brought a bow for his highness. It was indeed a bit troublesome!" The leader of the Xuanshui Sect who was standing beside him saw the light golden bow, and a flash of hot color flashed in his eyes, and at the same time he did not forget to express his loyalty without any trace.

This dragon-shooting bow was a weapon used by a general of the Second Dynasty. It was made of dragon bones and dragon tendons. It was nourished by the special treasure-refining method of divine weapons and martial arts. Its power was also ranked among the top in magic weapons. At that time, the general shot and killed countless masters of the water vein dragon clan with this bow, achieving the reputation of General Zhenlong.

Later, the general's fate was not very good. He was finally killed on the battlefield by a master of the Dragon Clan, and his soul was destroyed. He was unable to be a god, but his Dragon Shooting Palace was retained.

"You are intent." The handsome man glanced at the leader of Xuanshui Sect, praised the other party casually, then stretched out his hand, took out a long jade box and opened it.

There is an arrow in the jade box, which is as full as jade, but if you look closely, you can find that there seem to be light golden silk threads inside, just like veins on the bones.

The handsome man reached out and took out the arrow, and the corner of his mouth curled up, and said softly: "Time is too tight. This arrow can only be refined roughly, wasting a good material, but it is enough to deal with Xia Yuan. It is also your honor to die under this arrow!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the handsome man pinched the dragon-shooting bow with one hand and the arrow with the other hand, loaded it with the bowstring. Then he became focused, staring at the battlefield with his eyes tightly, without blinking.

Mo He also didn't dare to blink at this time. Although he couldn't see the details of the fight between Pang Zhan and Xia Yuan, he could find that the two of them seemed to be getting faster and faster. The sound of the metal and iron clashing with weapons colliding has been connected, but occasionally there will be some interruptions.

As time passed, there was no sign of exhaustion between the two of them. The sound of metal and iron clashing in their ears was still connected. However, the ground around them was destroyed and the sand and dust raised by them gradually seemed to have been stained with some blood. It was not the invasion of the iron blood evil spirit, but the color that was dyed red by blood.

"Zheng!"

The sound in his ears suddenly stopped, and the figures covered by blood also stopped at this moment. Almost at the same time, the two men whose body had expanded to dozens of meters suddenly shrank at this moment, and blood appeared behind them at the same time, among which were the soldiers and horses they led.

But now, whether it is the Canwo Wolf Army or Xia Yuan's troops, their aura is much weaker than at the beginning, and they are all injured. What's even more strange is that the wound is actually in the same position, and even the degree of injury is the same.

Xia Yuan and Pang Zhan stood opposite each other. Both of them had blood-red skin, as if they had been cooked. Half of the long spear in his hand had penetrated Pang Zhan's chest, and the long sword in Pang Zhan's hand also pierced Xia Yuan's abdomen, and the two were almost both injured.

However, although both sides were injured, both of them knew that the battle had already decided the outcome, and the final winner was the sixth prince Xia Yuan. The knife that pierced his abdomen only caused him some injuries, and the long spear that stabbed Pang Zhan's chest had penetrated Pang Zhan's heart.

Pang Zhan could feel that the blood in his body was being absorbed by the long spear stabbed in his chest. The long spear in Xia Yuan's hand had the effect of absorbing the power of the enemy's blood and replenishing Xia Yuan's consumption.

When the handsome man hiding in the dark saw this scene, he immediately raised the dragon-shooting bow in his hand, pulled the bowstring with one hand, and shot the arrow without hesitation.

A white light flashed, and it was so fast that it was hard to react. Xia Yuan felt a threat of death coming. He had this feeling many times, but never once, and felt as strong as it is now.

Almost an instinctive reaction of the body, Xia Yuan pulled out the long spear that pierced into Pang Zhan's chest like lightning and threw it behind him.

And at this time, Pang Zhan suddenly made an action beyond Xia Yuan's expectations.

"Secret technique, bloody!"

Pang Zhan also pulled back his long sword like lightning. At this moment, blood-colored flames ignited on his body, condensed on the long sword in his hand, and then threw the long sword forward.

Xue Lie, this is a secret technique created by Pang Zhan himself. It is completely unique to the Can't Wolf Army and a secret technique that works hard at critical moments.

The blade did not slash at Xia Yuan, but rubbed Xia Yuan's cheek, leaving a blood mark on Xia Yuan's face, flew behind Xia Yuan, and met the fast white light.
Chapter completed!