"Humph!"
Jian Wushuang snorted. He clenched his fists and gathered the Ancient God Power in his right hand.
His right fist was also releasing a dense dark golden light. Soon after, he suddenly punched out.
The Silver-armored Ancient God, which was transformed by the battle formation, also punched out fiercely.
Two gigantic fists collided head-on.
It was a collision of strength!
Bang!
With a loud bang, a vast amount of Ancient God Power spread out.
The void was almost instantly twisted into the shape of a fried dough twist. Huge long and narrow spatial cracks spread out like a spider web, extending for tens of thousands of miles. The terrifying power caused many experts who were watching the battle at the periphery of the battlefield to suck in a breath of cold air.
In the center of the battlefield, Jian Wushuang's face darkened. He staggered back a few steps.
The Silver-armored Ancient God, on the other hand, only took a few steps back.
"How could this be?"
Many of the Ancient Monster Clan's powerhouses were shocked to see this.
The Silver-armored Ancient God transformed by the nine Ancient God Guards was a four-star Ancient God. Although Jian Wushuang was a Royal Ancient God, he was only a three-star Ancient God. Logically speaking, his strength was far inferior to the Silver-armored Ancient God. But in the end, the Silver-armored Ancient God barely had the upper hand.
They did not know that Jian Wushuang not only had the power of a three-star Royal Ancient God, but he also wore the Blood-killing Plate Armor. The Blood-killing Plate Armor could increase his strength by more than ten times. As a result, Jian Wushuang's strength was also at the Celestial Master level.
"Again!"
Jian Wushuang was not discouraged even though he was at a disadvantage in the first collision. His huge body galloped forward and in the next moment, he attacked again.
The Silver-armored Ancient God transformed by the battle formation also rushed forward.
The two behemoths clashed again at lightning speed.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Jian Wushuang did not use any swordsmanship. He relied only on his hands and feet, but he was still able to fully display his close combat ability.
He had stayed in the Ancient God Clan for a period of time and fought with many Ancient Gods.
He was very familiar with the way Ancient Gods fought.
Even without using a weapon, he could perfectly display his Ancient God Power.
But the nine Ancient God Guards were different.
Although they had awakened the Ancient God Bloodline, they did not know as much as Jian Wushuang. Most importantly, the Ancient God Battle Formation was formed by the nine of them, and three of them had joined the battle temporarily.
Although this battle formation was tyrannical, the cooperation between them was not perfect at all.
Their battle strength was comparable to that of a medium Celestial Master or even higher, but they could not fully display it. at most 70% of it.
Moreover, Jian Wushuang was a Ancient God Bloodline Ancient God, which made the nine Ancient God Guards feel extremely uncomfortable.
Under the constraints of so many conditions, the Silver-armored Ancient God formed by the battle formation was at a disadvantage, and the disadvantage was very obvious.
"Haha, move aside."
Jian Wushuang laughed. He took a step forward and closed the distance between him and the Silver-armored Ancient God. His shoulder instantly hit the Silver-armored Ancient God's body and forced it to retreat. Then Jian Wushuang waved his hand and swept the Silver-armored Ancient God's huge body away.
"You have the power of a Four-star Silver-armored Ancient God, but you can't display it at all … Boring."
Jian Wushuang shook his head secretly and lost interest in it.
Jian Wushuang did not want to waste any more time with the Silver-armored Ancient God. With a flash of light in his eyes, the vast Ancient God Power gathered in his right index finger.
There was a huge gap between an Ancient God formed by a battle formation and a real Ancient God. This gap was not only reflected in the Ancient God's fighting skills and cooperation, but also in the Ancient God's unique skills and secret skills.
Now, with the power accumulated in Jian Wushuang's index finger, he immediately pointed it out.
"Ancient God's First Finger, Barrier-breaking!"
Jian Wushuang shouted in a low voice.
In a split second, a giant golden finger with a terrifying aura fell from the sky.
The giant golden finger seemed to have come from ancient times. It carried an amazing aura and oppression. In a split second, it pointed at the Silver-armored Ancient God formed by the battle formation.
The Silver-armored Ancient God desperately gathered the Ancient God Power and violently threw a punch to ward off the attack.
But in the end …
With a boom, heaven and earth fell silent.
The Silver-armored Ancient God flew backward at an amazing speed. At the same time, the Ancient God Power in his body trembled violently. Apparently, it was on the verge of collapse. The nine Ancient God Guards who formed the Silver-armored Ancient God all spat out a mouthful of blood at the same time.
The Silver-armored Ancient God, who was already no match for Jian Wushuang, was immediately weakened.
"You blocked my finger and didn't completely collapse?"
Jian Wushuang smiled faintly. Then, he began to gather the Ancient God Power on his right finger again.
"If one finger isn't enough, let's do it again!"
Jian Wushuang's eyes flashed fiercely.
In the camp of the Ancient Monster Clan, Celestial Master Ku Xin saw this scene and frowned. "The Ancient God Battle Formation can't hold on any longer. Dong Ming, hurry up."
"Me?"
Beside Celestial Master Ku Xin, Celestial Master Dong Ming was startled. His face darkened.
If he joined forces with the Silver-armored Ancient God, it would be obvious that he was bullying the Silver-armored Ancient God.
Under normal circumstances, Celestial Master Dong Ming would not have done this. But in the current situation, he could not care less.
Whoosh!
Celestial Master Dong Ming immediately turned into a scarlet Flowing Light and shot out in a straight line.
"Hmm?"
Jian Wushuang had already raised his right index finger. He believed that with one more finger, the Silver-armored Ancient God in front of him would collapse. But at this moment, he saw the scarlet Flowing Light rushing toward him.
"Celestial Master Dong Ming?" Jian Wushuang curled the corners of his mouth.
Outside the battlefield, there was a commotion when the various experts saw this scene.
"Celestial Master Dong Ming? He's going to fight! "
"The Ancient God Battle Formation already has the battle strength of a Celestial Master. Now Celestial Master Dong Ming is here. Are they going to fight two against one?"
"Tsk, tsk, Jian Wushuang is just an Eternal Realm expert. Isn't it unreasonable for the Ancient Monster Clan to do this?"
"Humph, Jian Wushuang is still an Eternal Realm expert? Look at his strength. Besides, he's already a Three-star Ancient God. A Three-star Ancient God is equivalent to a Dao Master. "
Voices came from outside the battlefield.
However, Jian Wushuang revealed a hearty smile and said, "Good, let's fight together."
The moment his voice fell, a surge of fighting intent rose from Jian Wushuang. At the same time, the Blood Mountain Sword appeared in Jian Wushuang's hand.
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