"Two intermediate lords were seriously injured by him. This guy's battle strength is even stronger than mine," Silver Wing Lord sighed.
"Swordsman," Iron Saber Lord appeared beside Jian Wushuang and looked over. "Are you alright?"
"I'm fine." Jian Wushuang smiled faintly, but his voice spread out. "Everyone, go ahead and fight. I'll try my best to assist you with my Realm."
Hearing this, the lords from Drifting-blood Marquis' camp were pleasantly surprised.
"Haha, kill!"
"Under the oppression of such a powerful Realm, the lords from Pale Moon Marquis' camp will be lucky if they can exert 70% of their battle strength. There's nothing to be afraid of."
"Humph, compared to the Myriad Islands Lord's two-layered formation, this swordsman's Realm is stronger!"
"Attack!"
The battle immediately began. However, this time, with Jian Wushuang's Realm, Drifting-blood Marquis' camp's disadvantage was completely reversed.
After all, Jian Wushuang's Realm suppressed the strength of even an advanced lord by 30%, let alone an intermediate lord and a novice lord. It could be said that the strength of the entire Pale Moon Marquis' camp had been greatly reduced.
As for Myriad Islands Lord, he did not have enough time to prepare the two Formations. They were relatively simple Formations and were not very powerful. The enhancement that the two Formations brought to Pale Moon Marquis' camp was far less than the oppression that Jian Wushuang brought to the lords of Pale Moon Marquis' camp.
As a result, Pale Moon Marquis' camp not only lost its previous advantage, but was also suppressed by Drifting-blood Marquis' camp.
Demon Soul Lord, who was in the center of the battlefield, could have defeated or even killed Loftiness Lord. However, Jian Wushuang's Realm had restrained her strength, giving Loftiness Lord a chance to breathe. Moreover, an advanced lord from Drifting-blood Marquis' camp had joined forces with Loftiness Lord, so they were not afraid of her at all.
"Damn it, it's all because of that Saint Realm expert!"
The lords from Pale Moon Marquis' camp were furious.
They had never thought that the situation would be reversed by a mere Saint Stage cultivator.
Before this, they had never taken the Sage Realm seriously.
But now, Jian Wushuang had become the key to the entire occupation. The Pale Moon Marquis camp had tried several times to find an opportunity to kill Jian Wushuang, but the Iron Saber Lord and another advanced lord from the Drifting-blood Marquis camp had always protected Jian Wushuang behind them. Moreover, Jian Wushuang's battle strength was extraordinary, so they had failed several times.
At this time, from the side of the passage, a black-robed figure rushed out and appeared on the battlefield. As soon as he appeared, he immediately went to the center of the battlefield.
In the center of the battlefield, the Demon Soul Lord was fighting with the Loftiness Lord. Suddenly, a sharp gust of wind came from the side.
"This is?"
The Demon Soul Lord immediately turned her head and saw a fist covered in purple lightning. It blasted through the air and smashed towards her head.
Although the terrifying punch had yet to land on her body, its power alone was enough to make the Demon Soul Lord's heart palpitate. Without hesitation, she immediately turned into a ghost and retreated.
Boom!
The huge fist that was filled with purple lightning struck the void, and a tyrannical power erupted, causing the entire void to shake violently, forming a tyrannical shock wave that swept out.
This shockwave forced the two intermediate Lords who were fighting fiercely to retreat.
Buzz ~ ~ ~ The shock wave dissipated, and a black-robed figure slowly appeared on the battlefield.
Seeing the black-robed figure, the entire battlefield quieted down. Many lords turned to look at the newcomer in unison.
The person who came was dressed in a black robe. He had a head of messy purple hair and a messy beard. He had a pair of pitch-black eyes that were incomparably deep. In the depths of his pupils, there was a faint purple lightning revolving around.
"Black Yuan Lord!"
The Demon Soul Lord's expression changed when she saw the newcomer.
The lords from the Pale Moon Marquis camp also looked unsightly.
Contrary to the Pale Moon Marquis camp, the lords from the Drifting-blood Marquis camp were all delighted when they saw the newcomer.
Black Yuan Lord was definitely one of the top three lords in the Drifting-blood Marquis camp in terms of strength!
There were hundreds of lords in the Drifting-blood Marquis camp, and only a portion of them had come to fight for the cave mansion. Many of them had yet to arrive. For example, there were only one or two lords in the Six-cloud Realm from each camp.
Among the lords, the Demon Soul Lord from the Pale Moon Marquis camp was considered an extremely tyrannical lord. However, she was obviously inferior to Black Yuan Lord.
Black Yuan Lord had a terrifying physical body. His physical strength was recognized as the strongest among the Marquises in both camps!
Even Drifting-blood Marquis and Pale Moon Marquis were no match for Black Yuan Lord in terms of body strength.
It was because of this tyrannical body that his battle strength was extremely terrifying.
"That's Black Yuan Lord." Jian Wushuang stared at Black Yuan Lord.
He had heard of Black Yuan Lord when he was wandering in Marquis Beimo Cave Mansion. Black Yuan Lord had absorbed 15 bolts of Purple Heaven Thunderbolts in Beimo Cave Mansion's Universal Thunderpool and had a terrifying body.
"Black Yuan Lord is said to have the strongest body strength in both camps. After absorbing 15 Purple Heaven Thunderbolts, his body was barely comparable to a second-grade magic weapon. Later, I heard that he obtained some opportunities that greatly improved his body strength and reached a new level. I wonder if his body is stronger than mine," Jian Wushuang thought to himself.
Jian Wushuang was extremely confident in his own body.
His body was comparable to a superior second-grade magic weapon. Because of this, he, a Saint Realm expert, was comparable to an intermediate lord in terms of strength.
As soon as Black Yuan Lord appeared, a tyrannical aura swept out from his body.
"Loftiness," Black Yuan Lord said in a cold voice.
"Black Yuan Lord." Loftiness Lord stepped forward with a respectful expression.
"Give me the Dao Weapon," Black Yuan Lord said.
Loftiness Lord nodded and handed the blood-red long spear to Black Yuan Lord without hesitation.
Previously, when he had obtained the Dao Weapon and fought with the experts from the camp of Pale Moon Marquis, Spirit Lord had sent him a message telling him to wait for Black Yuan Lord and hand the Dao Weapon over to him.
"A Dao Weapon."
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