"Raise higher, be careful of Mad Hou's iron arrows!"

The enemy ancestor also wanted to land or rush towards Wu Xin, but with the official ancestor intercepting him, the influence of the iron-blooded evil spirit, the influence of flying sharp arrows, etc., it was very stressful and too dangerous!

As soon as Gao Li finished speaking, a black light flashed!

The weakening of the iron-blood evil spirit and the weakening of high gravity have greatly reduced the power of the iron arrows on the other side.

Gao Li stretched out his hand to explore, and unexpectedly caught the iron arrow from the other side, staring at Wu Xin with murderous intent!

"Crackling..."

The black wind swept across, impacting the high-power body-protecting essence, like fried beans, but it could not penetrate at all.

"Hollow Palm!"

Ancestor Xing Kong slapped Gao Li's body-protecting essence with one palm, and slapped Gao Li hard on the chest, shattering his robe and leather armor!

Gao Li groaned, blood spurted out and fell, being affected by the aftermath of the battle, bright red blood gurgled out...

The black wind followed closely, and a ghost claw poked out from the wind and slapped Gaoli hard on the back...

"Finger!"

Ancestor Xingkong caught up with him like he was teleporting, and pointed out...

Gao Li, who was continuously wounded, was unable to resist, and was pierced by a finger...

After falling, the body suddenly fell apart and fell into pieces!

In the late stage of refining the gods, the previous banner king, Gao Li, fell!

The atmosphere between the ancestors of both sides in the fierce battle was stagnant, and seven or eight enemy ancestors escaped as fast as lightning...

Even the great monk in the late stage of God Refining is dead?! How many years have you not heard about the murder of a great monk?

It means that the enemy has another great cultivator in the late stage of God Refining, and one is declining and the other is increasing. Shouldn't you run away now and wait for death?!

"Adoptive father?!!!"

The iron-blooded banner danced wildly in his hand, and the banner king Gao He, who had the power of "one man is in charge and no one can open it", roared in grief and looked at Wu Xin with red eyes.

In a duel between strong men, the slightest difference can determine the outcome of life or death!

Although Wu Xin's arrow did not hurt Gao Li at all, it took away Gao Li's mind and energy and weakened Gao Li's true energy. Only then did the Ghost King Zhui Feng and Ancestor Xuan Kong have a chance to succeed!

The culprit is Wu Xin!

"kill!"

Gao He roared angrily, and like a physical blood flag martial spirit swaying in the air, it vaguely blended into his body, causing Gao He's momentum to surge.

The iron-blooded flag danced wildly, and dozens of silver-armored guards in front of him were blown away.

Luo Shixin raised half of the flagpole in his hand to block the iron-blooded flag, but was thrown into the air by the flag...

Dozens of iron-blooded flag guards at the peak of Qi refining followed closely behind the banner king. They were as powerful as an angry dragon making waves in the sea.

Not many silver-armored guards were killed, but they could not stop the banner king's momentum, causing it to crush Wu Xin. Wherever it passed, people and horses fell over, and no one could stop it.

Wu Xin sat on the golden lion with a calm expression as he watched the banner king charging in unstoppably...

"Lord?!"

Du Heng, Wen Renzhong, Ling Yu, Wu Long and others looked anxious, and some of them even shouted worriedly, obviously wanting Wu Xin to retreat.

The surroundings are densely packed with troops. As long as Wu Xin retreats, no matter how strong the banner king is, can he still chase Wu Xin everywhere?!

Unexpectedly, Wu Xin sat still, his expression did not change, he did not even hold a weapon, and did not open the bow on the other side of his left hand, he just looked at Gao He quietly!

The iron-blooded flag in Gao He's hand danced wildly and swept fiercely, his blood-red eyes stared at Wu Xin, as if Wu Xin was the only one left in the world. To the ends of the earth and to the ends of the earth, fight to the death!

Eight hundred meters...

Five hundred meters...

Three hundred meters...

Eighty meters...

"Death!"

Seeing Wu Xin right in front of him, Gao He roared and rolled up the iron-blooded flag in his hand. The air flow was like a dragon, roaring and flying toward Wu Xin.

"If you want to blame it, I can only blame you for choosing the wrong person and being on the wrong team! If I had known this, why would I have..."

Wu Xin sighed with a complicated expression, and raised his right hand. This caused a thick cloud of blood that was more than a thousand meters in size to shake, shaking the heaven and earth, and shot:

"Blood Demon Palm!"

A giant bloody palm a hundred meters in size emerged, more powerful in the thick blood mist, with countless precious lights shining like the palm of a demon god.

Shoot down!

"boom……"

The air dragon collapsed under the blood demon's palm, and the iron-blooded banner deflected, sending the banner king flying backwards with blood spurting out...

It landed and knocked away dozens of silver-armored guards and iron-blooded flag guards along the way.

"boom……"

The iron-blooded flag paused, then dropped to the ground a few feet before stabilizing its retreating figure.

"Puff puff……"

There was a continuous sound of sharp weapons entering the body, dozens of spears pierced into Gao He's body, and dozens of sharp arrows penetrated, instantly turning Gao He into a hedgehog!

The army is like the sea, the swords are like forests, and the blood is like tides.

The King of Flags stands beside the iron-blooded flag, as proud as a mountain, his eyes wide and glaring...

Not glaring at Wu Xin, but glaring at the sky!

Why?!

"Bo..."

A subtle sound came from the soul, and the iron-blooded banner army soul that was originally suspended in the iron-blooded banner guard's evil cloud suddenly collapsed and dissipated.

The military leader falls, and the military spirit disappears!

The iron-blooded flag guard without its military soul has seen a sharp decline in military power. The green iron-blooded evil aura is obviously much weaker, and there is a tendency for it to fall and collapse!

There was a sudden pause in the panic and chaotic situation.

Countless people on both sides of the enemy looked at the banner king in shock and shock, and then at Wu Xin, who was sitting firmly on the golden lion.

The Iron-Blooded Banner King, looking around the world, is a famous and powerful person among the first-class, comparable to the top monks.

However, he was slapped away by Mad Lord Wu Xin, and he was instantly defeated and killed!

Hallucination?!

How old is Kuanghou Wuxin?

"The God of War is invincible!"

Wen Renzhong, who was still in shock and turned pale and blue, screamed excitedly.

"The God of War is invincible!"

The silver-armored military guards roared excitedly, and the sound shook the battlefield.

"The God of War is invincible!"

The Black Armored Guards, the Jurong Army, the Wuyang Army, the Alliance of Powers, etc. all roared with excitement, their voices echoed across the battlefield, echoed around the world, and soared into the sky...

"kill!"

A huge wave of killing cries arose, and the officers and soldiers surrounded the Iron-Blooded Banner Guards. They swarmed up and quickly overwhelmed the Iron-Blooded Banner Guards, who were seriously injured in their mind, military strength, and strength.

The general trend has been decided, the victory or defeat has been decided!

"Uncle Hong! Take action!"

As a result, Wu Xin no longer needed to look. Looking up at the many god-refining ancestors flying across the sky, Wu Xin softly requested.

Hongbo hesitated for a moment, nodded, swayed, and chased an enemy ancestor who had fled for several miles...

The great monk Gao Li was killed, and the banner king Gao He died in battle!

The ancestors of Lian Shen were all human beings, and they had already fled in all directions before the Iron-Blooded Banner Guards were destroyed and the Iron-Blooded City fell.

Each god-refining ancestor represents a huge gain. How can you let them go?

A lightning-fast chase was staged at high altitude.

The fastest one has already shot dozens of miles away, far away from the battlefield. But there are still several god-refining ancestors chasing after him!

"etc……"

Seeing that the soldiers were about to bring down the flag king, Wu Xin suddenly shouted, and the golden lion stepped forward. Everyone instinctively gave way in awe.

"Snapped……"
To be continued...