"Puff!"
As the blade light swept across the sky like a doomsday weapon, three figures were swiftly flung back over a hundred ters.
"Damn it!" Lu Ziye’s face turned extrely grim.
At this mont, he had already exerted all his strength, yet he still could not match Wang Zhao.
Even with the blessing of Secret Techniques and the assistance of Yan Susen, the gap between the Nayuan Realm and the Sky Soaring Realm remained insurmountable.
Lin Ye, standing to the side, also looked sowhat pale.
His strength was a notch weaker than Lu Ziye’s. Despite Lu Ziye secretly aiding him several tis, he was still depleted of vitality and appeared quite weary.
Even more disheveled was the unfamiliar figure of another pride who was sent flying.
This pride was called Zhuang Wuyou, a Nayuan Realm twelfth-level powerhouse from a previously disbanded alliance.
After the alliance dissolved and everyone dispersed, he happened to be passing by and saw the distress signal released by Xue Jiao, so he ca to check it out.
There might have been others who saw the signal, but at this mont, only Zhuang Wuyou ca to help.
Standing far in the rear, Yan Susen, although uninjured, was also exhausted by now.
After all, he was only comparable to an eleven-level Nayuan Realm. It was quite impressive that he could maintain the support of people stronger than him for such a long ti.
"Brother Lu, Brother Lin, I’m sorry I couldn’t be of more help." Zhuang Wuyou gave a bitter smile. He had so personal ties with Lu Ziye from the alliance days and chose to intervene because of these ties.
Unfortunately, his martial arts Cultivation Technique had a dark attribute, so Yan Susen’s support for him was limited.
Even though he also fought with all his might, he made little impact on such a battle.
"Brother Zhuang, we are already deeply grateful for your assistance." Lu Ziye coughed up blood and spoke weakly.
"We’ve held out for a while now; perhaps the Alliance Hierarch can intervene soon." Zhuang Wuyou also understood by now why Lu Ziye and Lin Ye engaged. He hesitated for a mont before speaking slowly, "Why not just let him in, and we can try to alert the Alliance Hierarch?"
"Can’t alert." Lu Ziye shook his head, looking at Wang Zhao, who was advancing step by step, his own vitality sowhat disordered but in a much better state, and his face slightly darkened.
If they could alert, they would have done so earlier.
This Dark Temple seed to possess a force to engulf everything, blocking the inside and the outside.
They had done their utmost, but apparently, it was still not enough.
"Your Luck Power is probably almost depleted." Wang Zhao said coldly, glancing at Yan Susen, who was far away and appeared exhausted.
That guy’s strength wasn’t remarkable, but he did cause him a headache.
With Luck Power occasionally taking effect, he needed to be completely on guard.
Because of this, he had spent so long without successfully attacking.
Fortunately, it was finally coming to an end.
Looking at the pitch-black hall, there was a hint of urgency on his face.
"Step aside!"
Lu Ziye and Lin Ye remained silent but stood up, blocking Wang Zhao’s path to the Dark Temple.
Zhuang Wuyou, seeing this, clenched his teeth and stood beside Lu Ziye.
Even Yan Susen, from a distance, forced himself to mobilize the power within to bolster the three.
"Stubborn fools!"
Wang Zhao snorted coldly, invigorated his vitality, and crushed towards the three.
His face was extrely grim, but in the depths of his eyes, there was a flicker of envy.
In such a dire situation, these people risked their lives to block his entry into the Opportunity Land to interfere with their companions.
Their camaraderie inevitably touched him.
Then he looked at Zhou Qing...
Ha!
"In that case, I’ll fulfill you!"
Wang Zhao shouted, his lean body under the black robe tensed like a leopard, suddenly darted forward, his long blade slicing through the heavens towards Lu Ziye and the others!
"Boom!"
At that mont, an energy wave suddenly appeared from the direction of the Dark Temple.
Lin Su stepped out of the Dark Temple at that mont.
Seeing that the outside world was indeed as Rong Zun had said, anger surged within him.
Emperor Force Field, descend from afar!
Wang Zhao’s terrifying montum was imdiately shattered by the Emperor Force Field!
This was rely the strength of Lin Su imdiately after rging with Youyou, without even using Guardian Beast Co-operation!
As the Emperor Force Field blocked the opponent’s montum, Lin Su quickly surveyed the situation on the field.
Thus, his anger grew even stronger.
"Seeking death!"
Watching the expression on Wang Zhao’s face change drastically as he suddenly retreated, Lin Su’s figure flickered.
The spear darted faster than light!
Youyou’s Talent Skill, Instant Stab!
"Ding~"
A crisp sound echoed as Lin Su’s spear nailed into the void.
It was as if an invisible wall stood between him and Wang Zhao.
Much like that day, when he attempted to strike down the Hunyuan Taoist Sect’s stationed disciple, his attack was blocked.
However, unlike that day, when the void easily withstood Lin Su’s full attack without leaving any trace, this ti the void was left with countless cracks like glass as Lin Su’s spear pierced through.
And Youyou, unlike the last ti, did not have its main body damaged.
Feeling that familiar vitality fluctuation, Lin Su’s face suddenly darkened.
It’s that Martial Arts Extre Realm expert stationed by the Hunyuan Taoist Sect again!
"Huh?"
The Martial Arts Extre Realm expert from the Hunyuan Taoist Sect suddenly let out a surprised sound.
His intervention was mainly because he favored Wang Zhao.
In fact, Wang Zhao was soone he had discreetly revealed himself to recruit, intending to bring back to the sect as a disciple.
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