Chapter 1713 The Power of Duan He

Latest website: Fortunately, the two Taoist saints entered the scene in time, otherwise the injured immortal general might have died under Duan He's violent attack.

At this time, he finally relieved his breath.

In the sky, Duan He's wild laughter came from the fierce battle.

"Is this the strength of the Immortal General of Tiangong?"

If this sentence had been said more than ten seconds ago, it would have been regarded as crazy talk.

But now, they can't even talk back.

Looking at Duan He who still had the upper hand, one against two, his heart trembled wildly.

"hateful!"

How could this person be so strong?

Where did he come from, why have I never heard of him before?

He finally understood that Duan He had really insulted him just now.

This person is really not on the same level as them.

His fighting power is not inferior to that of the veteran God Lord!

"Go together!"

"He himself said he wanted to challenge the three of us!"

He no longer cares about face, whether he can win now is the key.

When two immortal generals and a Tiangong Taoist joined forces, the battle finally regained balance temporarily.

But high in the sky, Duan He activated the law space and clashed left and right among the three of them.

The dark pillar of origin faced the three people's realm. Although it did not have the tyranny of the normal origin, it could still leave a trace of black mist in the opponent's realm every time they clashed.

Outsiders could not see the specific effect of the black mist, but judging from the struggling expressions of the other three Taoist saints, it was obviously not a good thing.

And Duan He's swordsmanship is even weirder.

In his case, he couldn't even feel the heart of the sword, let alone any artistic conception of swordsmanship, but he could compete with the three Taoist saints on a par.

Everyone could clearly see the path of each of his swords, but they didn't understand how he did it.

Such fighting power is heart-warming.

The Tianlin Army and Feixingtang below were not at war.

Everyone was looking up to the sky to watch the decisive battle between the four Taoist saints.

If life and death were separated between them, there would be no need to fight.

After watching it for a moment, Du Chang couldn't help but sigh.

"I finally understand why Master Jiang valued him so much in the first place."

Ma Hui on the side couldn't help but nodded.

"Yeah, this guy is amazing."

"What has he experienced in these years?"

"Although he entered the country faster than us before, now it seems that he has embarked on a special path."

"Head Jiang must have noticed that his destiny was different."

"Yes, this guy's luck is amazing!"

This is the real trump card of Feixianmen!

And there are four such trump cards!

"Oh my God!"

"It turns out he is a Taoist saint!"

The Feixing Hall disciples behind them were all stunned.

Looking up at the battle above, they felt very close yet very far away, very real and very dreamy at the same time.

"He is not only a Taoist saint, but he can fight three Taoist saints alone. What kind of strength is this..."

"Is this senior really our great-uncle?"

The leader actually has such a sectmate?

Isn't this too ridiculous?

You know, when Duan He appeared on the stage just now, they thought he was also a Taoist priest.

After all, Wei Heng, Ma Hui and others didn't have much respect for him at that time, so keep your mouth shut, you guy.

"Master, there are such powerful masters protecting us, why didn't you tell us earlier?"

"If we had called this senior to support us earlier, how dare Mingya bully us."

Some disciples whispered to Taoist Wei Heng, "You should be more polite to this senior next time, in case he gets angry..."

Hearing their discussion, Wei Heng, Ma Hui, Du Shang and others were dumbfounded.

It seems that these juniors still don’t quite understand the Feixian Sect’s style.

Even as they were speaking, the fierce battle in the sky was already divided.

I saw that the four people had been separated temporarily.

Duan He's face turned slightly pale, but the three of them were more or less injured.

"Do you still need to keep fighting?" His sword was still pointed at the opposite side.

The leading immortal general had been injured before, and now his mouth was bleeding and he was panting like an ox, and it was difficult to speak.

The other immortal general was in slightly better condition.

Hearing this, he snorted coldly: "I don't believe you didn't pay any price!"

"Then go ahead."

Duan He's sword lit up again.

The three people opposite quickly waved their hands.

"Okay, your strength has earned our respect."

The Taoist Saint who accompanied the army said quickly: "It seems that you are not enemies. You can take them away."

Seemingly feeling that it was humiliating, the leading immortal general tried hard to suppress the urge to vomit blood, and said in a deep voice: "But you must do what you say, and you must not appear opposite us in the future! Otherwise, there will be an all-out war next time!"

Everyone silently complained that it would have been nice to have been like this earlier, but he had to be beaten.

Duan He then put away his sword and took back the law space.

At first he planned to kill the leading immortal general instantly, but he used special means, which indeed paid a price.

As for the tens of thousands of people and more than fifty Taoists in the Heavenly Palace below, their strength completely overwhelms those at Feixingtang.

If we really want to go into an all-out war, our side is likely to be the only one left dead.

A crisis was finally over.

The disciples of Kuanghai Sect and Feixing Hall below could not help but cheer.

"Very good!"

"It's finally okay!"

Taoist Guantao held Weiheng's hand excitedly and almost cried.

"Fellow Taoist Weiheng, and all the fellow Taoists who came to help, that senior master... thank you all, thank you so much!"

He also made up his mind not to return to Ming Zai Domain.

Just follow Feixingtang and go directly to Xiaomang Domain.

Otherwise, in the future there will be a series of battles, and in the end these eighty people will not be able to survive.

In fact, the tens of thousands of soldiers on the Tiangong side also breathed a sigh of relief.

Duan He was too strong, and they didn't want to start a war with such a person.

When the four Dao Saints each returned to their own formation, the Tianlin Army loosened the encirclement.

Feixingtang and Kuanghai Sect, escorted by twenty Taoists, slowly flew towards the direction of Xiaomang Territory, while Duan He stayed at the end to hold the battle.

The two sides were about to separate when two more deep shouts suddenly came from above.

"stop!"

"Leave!"

Before the sound reached his ears, two middle-aged men had already appeared in front of Feixingtang's team.

"King Xiao! King Hao!"

Seeing these two divine kings, Wei Heng, Guan Tao and others' expressions changed, and they secretly cried out.

The three Taoist saints on the other side of the Heavenly Palace hurriedly stepped forward to pay their respects.

"Meet the coach, meet King Hao!"

The head coach of the Tianlin Army is King Xiao. As one of the veteran gods, his strength is unfathomable.

Although King Hao is not outstanding among the divine kings, he is not comparable to ordinary Taoist saints.

The sudden arrival of these two people caused variables to arise again in the conflict that had been resolved.

"We noticed fluctuations in the battle. What happened just now?"

"Why let them go?"

The three Tiangong Taoist Saints did not dare to hide anything and quickly recounted the conversation and battle process just now.

After King Xiao and King Hao heard this, their eyes fell directly on Duan He.

"Your Excellency wants to take them away so easily. Could it be that you are deceiving me that there is no one in the palace?"