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The person fighting Sun Xueshan was called Ren Ji, an old woman whose age could not be discerned from her appearance.

The weapon in Ren Ji's hand was a walking stick made of fine steel. When it was swung, it was accompanied by a strong gust of wind, which did not match her weak and fragile appearance. What was even more infuriating was that her skin had wrinkled enough to pinch flies to death, but she also had to put on heavy makeup. The white powder on her face had been wiped to the point that the original color of her skin was no longer visible. Her face was also as red as a monkey's butt.

Especially Ren Ji's blood-red lips, which were constantly teasing Liu Sun Xueshan.

"Hey little bro, what's your name?"

Sun Xueshan was already over forty years old, but he was called Little Brother. Although he was tactful and scheming, he was definitely not the kind of person who was shameless. Ren Ji's words caused his face to turn completely red, and he said in a rare rage, "This old man's Divine Martial City Vice Commander Sun Xueshan, old bastard, quickly sign up to die."

He called himself 'old man' and called himself 'old woman'. Both sides emphasized the word 'old' with the first reason being that they did not want to acknowledge the word 'little brother', and the second reason being that they were already old.

Ren Ji, on the other hand, didn't care at all. She continued to let out a creepy laughter and said, "Little brother, you came looking for me the moment you came up, didn't you have your eyes on me? If that's the case, you might as well just say it. Although you're not strong enough, but you can still barely enter the servant's eyes. It just so happens that there is a dense forest nearby. You and I might as well put down our weapons and head to that forest to fight another one. "

Sun Xueshan naturally knew what she meant by 'great war', but he didn't say anything. He knew that the reason Ren Ji said this was to anger him and distract him. Besides, the centurions had long suppressed smiles on their faces. If he opened his mouth to reply, there was no guarantee that this old b * tch wouldn't say something so shameless. Wouldn't that be a joke?

Sun Xueshan was naturally unwilling to lose this man, so he didn't say much. However, the long sword in his hand attacked even more ferociously.

"Yo yo yo, little brother, how can you be so heartless? You will be so cruel to me next time." "Could it be that you like this little bro, then I'll play with you."

After she finished speaking, the cane in Ren Ji's hand danced even more densely.

Sun Xueshan was originally the weakest of the three vice commanders. Although the opponent was an old woman, in terms of strength, he was still slightly inferior. Fortunately, there were a few centurions by his side who were helping. The two sides had a draw, so it was hard to tell who would win for the time being.

On the other side, the person fighting against Liu Xuanren was called Jin Wuyu, and was the head of the thirty-six hall masters of the Earth Divine King. Naturally, his strength could not be underestimated, and he was much stronger than Ren Ji. Fortunately, his opponent was not someone like Sun Xueshan, who could only use his mouth to climb up to the position of vice commander. Both sides' strengths were about the same, but with Liu Xuanzhen's help, they had long since come to an understanding on Escort Regiment and the coordination between them was extremely intricate. In terms of form, the strongest of the two sides was in a perilous situation.

Jin Wuyu, on the other hand, had the bearing of an expert. Although he was temporarily at a disadvantage, his attacks and defenses were still organized. The weapon he was using was a soft iron whip. The whip coiled around his body, impenetrable to the wind. Liu Xuanren couldn't do anything about it.

The injured Zhao Fanghuo's wound had already been bandaged, and her right arm was no longer bleeding. Seeing that both sides were in a stalemate, he did not want to stand by and watch, so he used his left hand to pick up his sword and joined in the fight.

Although Zhao Fanghuo's injuries were not light and he had used the left-handed sword that he was not good at, he was still a vice commander after all, and his strength was even above Sun Xueshan's. The moment he joined the fray, the balance that was just about to be formed was instantly broken.

While Zhao Fang was bandaging her wound, she didn't forget to observe the situation on the battlefield. He quickly discovered that although the opponents weren't weak, they also had different levels of strength. Among them, the one with the weakest strength was none other than Ren Ji, who was fighting against Sun Xueshan.

Zhao Fanghuo dragged the wounded right wall and quietly moved to Sun Xueshan and Ren Ji's side.

Ren Ji was only facing Sun Xueshan and the other centurions, and could no longer handle the situation. She would still notice the injured Zhao Fanluo at the side. Just when her back was facing Zhao Fanluo, Zhao Fanluo made her move.

Zhao Fanghuo infused his elemental energy into the sword and pierced it towards Ren Ji's back. However, Zhao Fang only used her left hand, and when she attacked, her right arm was in extreme pain again. Zhao Fang deflected the attack. The sword that was about to pierce into Ren Ji's back, but instead, with a "puchi" sound, it stabbed into Ren Ji's chrysanthemum.

"Aiyo, which one of you guys killed a thousand times? Why aren't you leaving? Go to this old lady's back door, this old lady is not playing anymore."

Ren Ji screamed, clutching her butt like a lunatic and ran away.

Since the opponent was missing one more person, it meant that another group of people had joined Escort Regiment. The situation had immediately changed. Sun Xueshan, Zhao Fanluo, and the other centurions all started to assist the others. Immediately, Escort Regiment gained the upper hand.

And the strength of Yin Zhijie and Li Sicong's side was already very obvious. Although the age difference between the two was not more than a few years, their bodies compared to Li Sicong's suffered greatly. Yin Zhijie was taller than Li Sicong by a head, and his physique was much stronger. Originally, a bit smaller and thinner compared to Li Sicong, he should have been more nimble, but he coincidentally used a greatsword that was around the same size as his, which completely cancelled out his advantage.

Seeing that Li Sicong was forced to such a state that he could only defend, Yin Zhijie knew that the time was almost up.

Taking advantage of one of Li Sicong's flaws, Yin Zhijie finally used the Martial Skill that Yan Nantian had created — — Sky Rain Star Fragment.

The sword in Yin Zhijie's hand suddenly stabbed at Li Sicong's chest, and Li Sicong used his own great sword to block as usual. But this time, Yin Zhijie did not take back his sword after hitting it. With a flip of his wrist, the sword body suddenly split into ten different swords, and kept on thrusting towards the same point on the big sword body.

Li Sicong felt waves after waves of force hitting the sword body, forcing him to continuously retreat. Suddenly, with a "kacha", the greatsword in his hand was no longer able to withstand the impact and began to crack apart.

It looked like the broadsword could no longer hold on.

Just when Li Sicong had that thought, the big sword had been broken into pieces. Yin Zhijie's attacks did not stop as the sword continued to pierce towards him.