The edge of the battlefield.

Wei Qing was wearing armor and holding a heavy sword, continuously releasing majestic spiritual energy, locking onto An Ba.

On the opposite side, An Ba was pale, sweating profusely, and breathing heavily.

tired!
So tired!

He was almost exhausted!

This was An Ba's true feeling at the moment. The look he gave Wei Qing was as if he was staring at a monster.

monster!

In An Ba's heart, Wei Qing is a monster.

After all, from the beginning of the battle, Wei Qing did not try to test the enemy. He directly opened fire with full force and launched one devastating attack after another.

Unlimited expansion!
Without taking a breath!

Although Anba managed to hold on thanks to his excellent defense, he almost lost half his life.

However, Wei Qing remained calm and composed, without any sign of exhaustion.

Very relaxing!

An Ba panted and couldn't help asking, "Is your immortal energy unlimited?"

"no!"

Wei Qing shook his head and rejected it decisively.

How can it be infinite?

He just has more than twenty different Dantians, and the spiritual energy stored in them is a little more than that of normal warriors.

An Ba didn't believe it at all, but he couldn't refute it.

"Still fighting?"

Wei Qing walked forward with his sword in hand and asked with a smile.

"do not fight!"

An Ba's pupils shrank slightly and he shook his head like a rattle. All the spiritual energy in his dantian was exhausted.

Give me a hairy slap!

So, An Ba added: "Don't worry, I won't do it again!"

Through observation, he found that after An Si, An Wu and others were defeated, their lives would not be in danger as long as they did not continue to participate in the battle.

Although I don’t know why.

But, it would be great if you could save your life!

"clever!"

Wei Qing paused, stopped and said with a smile.

Then, he turned around and rushed in another direction. His whole body was filled with spiritual energy, like a boiling sea, vast and boundless.

He waved his right hand and raised the sword high.

In an instant.

The dark starry sky lit up!
It turned out that there were countless sword energies across the sky, so dense that they almost filled the entire starry sky.

An Ba's mouth twitched. Here it comes again!
This strike is enough to drain all the spiritual energy from the Dantian of a Taoist immortal!
An Ba's eyes moved and looked at Xiang Yu, Hua Mulan, Zhang Jue and others. Each of them was extraordinary and powerful, fighting above their level and with tremendous strength.

When these people rise, they will surely become the pillars of the Sixteen Realms.

"Maybe."

As if thinking of something, An Ba muttered to himself: "We can seek help from these people to find the dean!"

As he spoke, An Ba looked at the distant starry sky again and whispered, "Master, where on earth have you been?"

"Ten million years!"

"Why, you never showed up?"

boom!
There was a loud bang.

An Jiu fell to the ground like a bird with broken wings.

His throat rolled and he spat out a mouthful of blood. He looked at Wang Zhi who was approaching quickly and shouted, "Stop! I won't fight anymore!"

So cruel!

He felt uncomfortable all over when fighting with Wang Zhi.

Those ruthless and desireless eyes brought him suffocating pressure, as if he was not a human being but a war machine.

"Remember what you said!"

"If you attack again, you will die! Not only you will die, but all the members of the Shadow will die!"

Wang Zhi stopped attacking, stood on the rolling demonic energy, his eyes like the abyss, and spoke coldly.

An Jiu nodded quickly, very honestly.

Ok.

understood.

In this battle, he will never take action again!
Wang Zhi stopped talking and turned to look at the battlefield further away. The strong men of the Primitive Academy were fighting with the army of corpses, creating a terrifying aftermath that almost overturned the upper world. Zhang Liang, Zhou Yu, Zhao Yun and others participated in the fight, killing the strong men of the Primitive Academy one after another.

Kill!

Unlike Shadow, Zhuge Liang issued a kill order for the strong men of the Original Academy.

Different nature!

Shadow does not care about worldly affairs and hides behind the scenes. Strictly speaking, he is not a member of the Original Academy.

However, the Venerable, Elder, Wenjun and others in the Original Academy, who were in their positions but did not do their job, condoned the injustice they suffered, and even added fuel to the flames. If they didn't die, who would die?

Besides this, there is another reason.

Zhuge Liang wanted to take this opportunity to clean up the original academy and eliminate dissidents so as to facilitate his future rule over the academy.

"Damn it!"

"I'll fight with you!"

In the fierce battlefield, Wang Quan was forced into a desperate situation by Zhao Yun. His face was ferocious and he roared loudly.

This person was the mentor who had occupied the places of Wang Zhi and Hua Mulan. He entered the Xuanhuang Pool to practice, and his strength improved greatly, reaching the peak of the Immortal King realm.

But even so, he was still no match for Zhao Yun and his life was hanging by a thread.

"Let's die together!"

Wang Quan roared, and his body swelled up rapidly, revealing a tyrannical aura.

Bang.

A ball of fire appeared on the battlefield.

Zhao Yun was unable to dodge and was blown away by the aftermath of Wang Quan's self-explosion. His body was covered with wounds and he suffered serious injuries.

At the side, several venerables from the Original Academy's eyes lit up and they immediately rushed over.

Adding insult to injury!

Just kill Zhao Yun!
"Eternal life continues!"

At the critical moment, Bian Que waved the bamboo stick of life, controlled the way of life, and injected a rich life force into Zhao Yun's body.

After absorbing this life force, Zhao Yun was immediately revived with full health. With a sweep of his spear, he knocked away the strong men from the Primitive Academy who had sneaked up on him.

"Thanks!"

Zhao Yun glanced at Bian Que, waved his hand, and rushed to the battlefield again.

fighting!

With Bian Que around, they no longer had to worry.

As long as the person did not die on the spot, Bian Que could save him. Moreover, even if he died, he might come back to life.

The power of the divine body of life and death is more than just saving the dying and healing the wounded. It is about mastering the power of life and death, integrating life and death, and reversing life and death.

After that, the Chinese heroes realized the combat effectiveness and started to fight with their lives spared.

As long as you can kill the enemy, it doesn't matter if you are seriously injured.

Seriously injured?

simple!
Just let Bian Que treat it!

On the other hand, the Primitive Academy had no healers, and casualties increased rapidly, and they were completely at a disadvantage.

"Kill Saint Ling Xiao!"

Zhuge Liang was holding off An Er's attack while controlling the battlefield. When he found that the situation was settled, he immediately gave the order.

Upon hearing the order, Wang Zhi walked towards Sheng Lingxiao with cold eyes and rampant demonic energy, transforming into a demonic domain that suppressed everything.

Sheng Lingxiao's face changed, and he dragged his broken body and flew towards the Primitive Academy.

But no matter how fast he is, can he be faster than Wang Zhi?
Between a few steps.

Wang Zhi has caught up with Sheng Lingxiao.

"help me!"

"Anba, Anjiu, save me!"

Sheng Lingxiao's scalp tingled. He saw from the corner of his eye that An Ba and An Jiu did not join the battle, so he shouted hurriedly.

idiot!

Save me quickly!

If I die, none of you will have a good ending.

When An Ba and An Jiu heard the cry for help, they looked at each other, pretended not to hear it, and looked away.

They knew that if they took action, Shadow would be in danger.

It is obviously not worthwhile to sacrifice the lives of brothers for an outsider.

"traitor!"

Sheng Lingxiao was extremely angry and cursed angrily.

The next moment, he looked at the statue of the Emperor of Heaven standing in the parade ground and shouted loudly: "Your Majesty, the Son of Heaven, the Chief Disciple of the Jixia Academy, begs for your help." (End of this chapter)