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Elder Master Purple Star's aura surged, and his entire body was covered in a layer of light purple flames. He was like a purple flame war god. He held a long spear in his hand, and with a wave of his hand, he created a large sea of purple flames and appeared in the center of the battlefield in an instant.
As for Deacon Long, he was holding a long black robe. His body was also filled with a large amount of black light. This black light seemed to devour the surrounding world, and it was about to plunge the entire world into darkness.
The two Rank Six True Saints instantly engaged in a fierce battle.
Boom! Boom!
An earth-shattering roar instantly reverberated throughout the entire battlefield.
As soon as the two of them fought, the terrifying power formed a shockwave that scared the Rank Three and Rank Four True Saints away. Even the Rank Five True Saints did not dare to appear around them.
In just an instant, the two of them had already fought more than ten times.
"A mere Rank Six Elder of the Seiyu Sect dares to be so arrogant in front of me? I'll let you know today how big the world is!" Deacon Long's voice was cold. The long rod in his hand suddenly expanded, and endless darkness surged, instantly annihilating a large amount of purple flames in front of him.
"Humph!"
Elder Master Purple Star's face was rather gloomy.
As soon as they fought, he realized that although Deacon Long was also a Rank Six True Saint, his battle strength was slightly stronger than his.
Of course, Deacon Long was not much stronger than him, and he was not afraid of a head-on battle.
"Kill!"
With a shout, Elder Master Purple Star and Deacon Long engaged in a fierce battle again.
The two of them instantly engaged in a fierce battle.
The two Rank Six True Saints had their own battlefield, and no one dared to interfere. Of course, because the two of them were restraining each other, they could not affect the other battlefields.
In the entire battle, because of the Purple Blood Camp, the two camps could be said to be evenly matched. There was no obvious advantage to be seen.
But at this moment, on the other side of the void, the Third Prince Mu Feng sneered. He glanced at the purple-robed middle-aged man beside him and said, "Let them do it."
"Yes." The purple-robed middle-aged man nodded. The next moment, he took out a token to send a message.
In the center of the battlefield, the two sides were fighting in full swing.
But right at that moment … a sudden change occurred!!
More than forty sergeants of the Purple Blood Camp were originally gathered together to form a military formation and sweep across all directions.
But at this moment, three sergeants in the Purple Blood Camp suddenly turned their spearheads and directly attacked their comrades beside them.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The timing of the three sergeants was perfect. What's more, their weapons were obviously infused with the special venom. The three sergeants instantly killed two sergeants of the Purple Blood Camp and seriously injured one.
The most important thing was that the battle formation of the entire Purple Blood Camp was in chaos.
"Bastard!!"
"Damn it!!"
Cries of shock and anger rang out one after another.
Not only the Purple Blood Camp, but also the camp of His Highness Sixth Prince, who was fighting fiercely in the hollow, suddenly had some people attacking their own experts. And the number was not small. At least a dozen people had 'defected' at the same time.
"These bastards!!"
His Royal Highness's face turned purple when he saw this scene outside the battlefield.
He knew that the Third Prince had placed spies in his camp, and he was on guard. But he never expected that the Third Prince had placed so many spies. There were more than a dozen experts. The most important thing was that there were three people in the Purple Blood Camp who betrayed him!
It should be known that his side was at an absolute disadvantage. The reason why they could be on par with the Third Prince was because of the Purple Blood Camp. Now that three people in the Purple Blood Camp had betrayed him, it was a great blow to the Purple Blood Camp.
The battle formation of the Purple Blood Camp collapsed instantly. The sergeants lost six people in one breath, and their battle strength was greatly reduced.
Without the Purple Blood Camp's rampage, the disparity in strength between the two sides began to manifest.
"Kill! Kill! Kill! "
"Haha, kill them all!!"
The experts in the Third Prince's camp became more aggressive and began to kill crazily.
His Royal Highness's side was obviously completely suppressed, and it was about to collapse.
"It's over!!" His Royal Highness's face was pale.
"How could this be?" Muching's body was also trembling, but she couldn't help but look at Jian Wushuang.
When the collapse was about to become permanent, Muching could only place her hope on Jian Wushuang.
"The Sorcerer, Huan Shui." Jian Wushuang spoke.
"Mr. Marquis of Heaven." The Sorcerer and Huan Shui immediately looked over.
"Do me a favor and take care of them for me," Jian Wushuang said.
"No problem." The Sorcerer and Huan Shui agreed readily.
They were the geniuses of the Heaven-cleaving Three Palaces and the Primitive Palace. Neither the Third Prince nor the Purple Heaven Pavilion dared to kill them.
If it weren't for the fact that they were too weak to have any impact on the battle, they would have already killed them. Now that Jian Wushuang personally asked for their help, of course they agreed without hesitation.
Jian Wushuang nodded slightly, and the Blood Mountain Sword immediately appeared in his hand.
"Mr. Marquis of Heaven, are you finally going to make a move?" The Sorcerer immediately looked forward to it.
"Mr. Marquis of Heaven is going to make a move himself!!" Huan Shui also seemed to be quite excited.
Jian Wushuang didn't speak, but his figure had already gone directly to the front of the battlefield.
"He's really going to make a move." The Sorcerer and Huan Shui's eyes were shining brightly.
This made His Royal Highness and His Royal Highness Qing extremely puzzled.
"From the looks of it, you two seem to be looking forward to Mr. Marquis's strength. However, no matter what, Mr. Marquis of Heaven is only a rank three True Saint. He can't change the situation at all," His Royal Highness said with a frown.
"What do you know?" The Sorcerer glanced at His Royal Highness and sneered, "I'm afraid you don't know. A long time ago, Huan Shui and I fought with Mr. Marquis of Heaven. At that time, Huan Shui, Mountain King, and I were all rank one True Saints. However, the three of us were geniuses of the Primitive Palace and were extremely strong. Any one of us could suppress a rank three True Saint head-on. If we were lucky, we could even kill a rank three True Saint head-on!"
"However, at that time, the three of us joined forces and were completely crushed by Mr. Marquis. We didn't even have the slightest chance to struggle. At that time, Mr. Marquis was only a rank one True Saint!"
"Think about it, a rank one True Saint is already so powerful. Now that Mr. Marquis of Heaven has reached rank three True Saint, how strong is he?"
His Royal Highness and His Royal Highness Qing were a little stunned when they heard this.
A genius of the Primitive Palace could suppress and even kill a rank three True Saint at rank one True Saint?
And the three geniuses of the Primitive Palace were easily crushed by Jian Wushuang, who was only a rank one True Saint?
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