252: C252 polydanshen

C252 polydanshen

Casting his thoughts, Su Jue looked up into the distance only to see that the Demon Clan's team had already become a mess.

However, the banners of the wolf tribe's squadron also crumbled under the sudden appearance of the white-clothed team. They retreated back to their original ranks.

"We fell into a trap, we fell into a trap! Retreat, retreat!" Lang Xie shouted.

Yuan Wu gritted his teeth, looked around and said unwillingly: "Everyone, retreat!"

At Yuan Wu's order, all the warriors of the Demon Race retreated.

"You want to escape?" Song Wu Chen laughed coldly. He waved the banner in his hand and shouted, "Blade team, block them. Everyone surround them."

Just as Song Wu Chen finished his words, the white clothed squad shot into the sky and charged downwards, blocking the path of the demon race.

"Assemble the formation!"

The leader of the group, the man in white, shouted in a low voice. In the next moment, more than twenty warriors in white lined up in a row and launched a palm attack.

Boundless amounts of primeval essence gathered together and then fiercely dispersed, forming a huge barrier.

"Boom!"

The retreating demon clan troops were suddenly blocked by the barrier, and the few people that bore the brunt of the impact were even sent flying.

"Attack it together."

Lang Xie shouted loudly, and the demon clan warriors roared out towards the barrier.

"Surround him!"

At this time, the triangular army that was closely pursuing the demon clan army suddenly split into three, encircling the demon clan army.

"Knives, capture the flag! Everyone surround the Monster race!"

From afar, Song Wuchen coldly laughed as he gave his orders.

In an instant, the white-clothed squad broke away from the triangular army and flew towards the slope that Su Jue was protecting.

"Not good, hurry up and break out of the encirclement to support Su Jue." Yuan Wu was shocked. There were a total of twenty white-clothed warriors going to snatch the flag, and more than half of them were Heavenly Dipper Realm Warriors.

No one felt that Su Jue could defend against such an attack from a Heavenly Dipper Realm warrior.

"This won't do. If we can't break through, they will only defend and not attack. They are simply trying to stall us." Lang Xie said anxiously.

At the same time, on the tower, Patriarch Seven suddenly sat on his chair.

"Lost, I still lost in the end!"

"Su Jue is indeed a genius, but he is not handsome, ai" Yuan Gui sighed.

"Great Elder Yuan, don't be discouraged. As long as you cooperate with our human race, there are a lot of things you can learn." Zhao Wuchang teased.

"Humph!"

Yuan Gui snorted angrily, then looked in Su Jue's direction.

On the western slope.

The white squad quickly reached the bottom of the hill.

The slope was less than a hundred feet high. He only needed a single leap to reach the top.

"The person up there, is Su Jue!" The leader of the disciples asked.

"Exactly." Su Jue laughed.

"Hmph, I am the captain of the sharp blades, Zuo Ning. I am ranked seventh among the eight prodigies of the imperial city. Do you dare to fight with me?" The disciple in white who claimed to be Zuo Ning asked.

"If you want to fight, come up. I will wait for you!" Su Jue said as such.

"Hmph, you don't want the chance to fight me one on one. You asked for this yourself."

Zuo Ning looked at the crowd behind him and said, "Let's go up together and seize the flag!"

At Zuo Ning's command, everyone flew up into the air.

At this moment, countless gazes from all over the city gate tower were gathered on Su Jue.

Xue Mei held onto the corner of her clothes tightly, and looked at Su Jue with worry.

At this time, Su Jue did not even spare a glance for the others. Under the cover of his blood, Su Jue stared blankly at the distant scorching sun. The somber atmosphere that pervaded the battlefield was constantly affecting his will.

At this moment, he felt as if he had returned to the scene when he was fighting on the battlefield with his father, in the Heaven Realm.

At that time, he was in the prime of his life and in high spirits.

With that thought, Su Jue placed his hands behind his back and slowly closed his eyes.

A strong wind rose as the blood flag flapped loudly!

The thin figure seemed to be unable to withstand a single blow from the strong wind.

An invisible aura spread out from Su Jue's body.

The wind suddenly stopped!

The twenty figures were within reach!

"Roar!"

Suddenly, a loud roar came out of Su Jue's mouth. At this moment, it was as if the slumbering ancient beast had awakened.

The might of an overlord, the Lion's Roar!

The terrifying power instantly spread out, and an incomparable imposing manner pressed down from above.

The 20 white silhouettes suddenly stopped.

The current few people were directly sent flying, and the people behind them were utterly defeated.

Even Zuo Ning, who called himself one of the eight prodigies of the imperial city, spat out a mouthful of blood and landed at the bottom of the hill.

For a time, half of the team of twenty were injured!

Hiss!

Everyone on the city gate tower sucked in a breath of cold air.

"How is this possible?" Zhao Wuchang looked at Su Jue with a tinge of horror.

"Lion's Roar Technique, this is my Lion's Roar Technique, Su Jue actually succeeded in cultivating it." The Lion Elder was extremely excited, at that moment, he couldn't care less how Su Jue succeeded in his cultivation.

Most importantly, Su Jue blocked the most violent attack!

The flag was temporarily guarded!

"This is not a simple Lion's Roar!" As the person with the most experience here, Yuan Gui naturally saw that Su Jue's roar was not a simple Lion's Roar Technique.

Xue Mei, who was standing by the side, did not think too much about it.

How could such a thin and frail body possess such powerful strength?!

"So terrifying, so terrifying!"

Beneath the western slope, a few disciples who had yet to reach the Heavenly Dipper Realm were supporting each other as they muttered to each other. From the looks of it, they had been scared out of their wits.

"Is this the Lion's Roar Technique of the Lions?"

"Is this even the Lion's Roar Technique?"

The previously weak white-clothed warrior's aura was of course gone, and the fighting spirit in his heart was completely dispersed by Su Jue's roar.

"All of you get up and fight again!" Zuo Ning forcefully suppressed his injuries and said to the people in the room.

"No, I won't fight, I won't fight!" A man suddenly tossed out a medallion, then fled towards the city.

With the first, there would naturally be the second. Soon, only thirteen people remained in the white squad.

"Trash!" Zuo Ning was furious.

Su Jue smiled faintly, this white squad was indeed an elite squad.

However, the elite team's endurance was also limited. His previous roar was not only limited to the Lion's Roar spell.

That moment, he coincidentally recalled the past, and transformed into the Heaven Realm's Wild Emperor, Su Jue.

"You dare to mock us? Everyone, charge again!" Seeing Su Jue's smile, Zuo Ning gnashed his teeth in anger!

With Zuo Ning's order, the remaining thirteen people all stood up and ran up the hill at the same time.

So at the same time, Su Jue also moved.

The nine afterimages in the sky formed nine clones, attacking the nine of them, while four were imprinted onto him.

"Fighting one against four, you're courting death!" Zuo Ning's eyes were filled with contempt as he swung his sword at Su Jue.

Su Jue sneered, and struck out with his right palm.

Great Fusion Palm!

The terrifying thirteen meter long palm instantly rumbled in Zuo Ning's mind.

Zuo Ning turned pale with fright. He hurriedly listened to it with his sword and murmured something.

"Ten thousand swords with support, Sword King war body!"

With a loud shout from Zuo Ning, countless swords of light fell into his divine body.

Zuo Ning finally opened the war body.

At the same time, the other white clothed people also activated their war body.

Su Jue's face congealed and he immediately retreated a few steps. Five flames soared to the sky from his body.

Flame war body!

Five different colored flames formed a massive formation.

Immediately after, Su Jue fiercely slapped his right hand with his palm, the palm print formed another array formation.

Five Elements Reversal Formation!

"Buzz!"

A ripple spread out and instantly enveloped all thirteen people. The five-colored flame started to invade the war body s of the group.

"Could this be a war body?"

Patriarch Seven, who was on the tower, saw this with a puzzled expression.

"Su Jue came from a demi-human clan member, these five colored flames should be the legendary Ultimate Torch." Yuan Gui stroked his beard and nodded.

"Hmph, what use is there of a fake war body formed by relying on the Ultimate Flame!" Zhao Wuchang said in disdain.

However, just as Zhao Wuchang finished speaking, he saw that another four out of the thirteen people fell while being heavily injured.

"Retreat, retreat for now." Zennings shouted anxiously.

The thirteen of them simultaneously retreated.

"Those who are injured, back out of the competition. Otherwise, die!"

A cold snort came from above, only to see Su Jue holding onto his blood sword and rushing over.

"You're not allowed to quit. Fight until the end!" Zuo Ning shouted coldly.

A hint of hesitation flashed through the eyes of the four heavily injured white-robed warriors. In the next moment, they regained their calm and retreated together with the others.

"You're courting death!"

Su Jue's eyes congealed, the five star marks on his forehead lit up, and immediately, he brandished the sword.

Five streaks of starlight flashed through the sky.

One person fell!

He fell down without any warning!

"Those who don't leave, die!"

His voice was like a sharp sword, filled with boundless killing intent.

The other three injured disciples swallowed their saliva and immediately took out their tokens.

"Captain, if this was a real battlefield, we wouldn't be afraid of death, but this is just a friendly competition, there's no need to fight to the death."

With that, the three of them dropped their tokens and ran in the direction of the city.

Thirteen people were fewer than four people.

"What should we do?"1

At the bottom of the slope, the remaining nine people gathered around Zuo Ning as they panted.

Zuo Ning raised his head and looked at Su Jue who was still standing under the blood flag. He clenched his fists and said: "If you do not retreat, you will not retreat. You will take down the blood flag today."

"But he is so strong, we …" One of them hesitated.

"No matter how strong he is, he will have his true essence depleted. The nine of us will split into two teams and take turns to deplete his true essence."

"That's right, this guy's previous martial skill definitely consumed a lot of energy. I don't believe that he can still use it. He should be at the end of his strength right now!"

Zuo Ning smiled, nodded, and said, "You are right. Now, we will slowly exhaust him. Remember, only use up energy, not fight to the death."

"Yes, captain!"

The eight of them replied in unison. After resting for a moment, the first team of five charged forward once again.

"Su Jue, you will definitely lose today!"

With a loud shout, the five of them threw themselves at Su Jue at the same time, unleashing all sorts of martial skills one after another.

Su Jue laughed coldly, his figure moving between the five of them like a ghost.

"Hmph, let's see how long you can last!"

Facing Su Jue's swimming but not attacking, Zuo Ning did not seem to be in a hurry, and only looked at Su Jue with a cold smile.

But in the next moment, Su Jue suddenly stopped, his right hand punched out.

"Roar!"

The twenty-nine little flame dragons roared as they charged towards the leader of the five.

"What!"

Before that person could even react, he was instantly struck in the chest by the twenty-nine little dragons. In the next moment, his entire body was sent flying down the hill.

"Boom!"

He landed on the ground, already unconscious.

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