You can only blame yourself for being too useless and giving me the opportunity to be distracted. Zhao Lifeng mocked without hesitation.
In fact, he had inadvertently discovered that Texan was in danger during his battle with Seijen.
What surprised him was that the cooperation between the 2,000 Dragon Riders and Ling Meng and Bai Lanqing was beyond their expectations.
If Ling Meng Bai really used the "World of Ice and Snow", Texan would probably die.
This was not the outcome they wanted. What they wanted was a devastating battle. They would not allow any accidents to happen in this battle.
Bastard! Sheng Ren's eyes were completely red from anger. Zhao Lifeng's blatant humiliation was something that he could not endure.
In an instant, Seijen's Divine Sense moved. In the next second, the three-headed dragon behind him turned into a shadow and pierced through the sky.
You are no match for me. If not for the plan, I would have killed you long ago! Zhao Lifeng grinned, his face full of disdain.
Whether it was the first time he fought with Sheng Ren or the last time he fought with Sheng Ren in Jiang Village, both times, he didn't kill Sheng Ren because of Sura's orders. Due to the plan, he didn't kill Sheng Ren.
There was still an insurmountable gap between Level-1 Wu Sheng and Level-1 Peak Wu Sheng.
But today, they no longer had such worries. The Darkness Sect was going to start a massacre today.
As soon as he finished speaking, lightning flashed and thunder roared in the sky. Then, the three-headed dragon descended from the sky like a bolt of lightning, heading straight for Zhao Lifeng.
Bang!
Accompanied by a loud bang, the three-headed dragon pierced through Zhao Lifeng's body. Its power did not diminish as it slammed into the ground.
In an instant, a huge crater with a diameter of several hundred meters appeared on the ground. The terrifying shockwave spread in all directions like a plague.
However, what the three-headed dragon pierced through was only a shadow left behind by Zhao Lifeng's high-speed movement.
Seijen, who was standing in the distance, did not dare to be careless. He suddenly felt a fatal aura coming from behind him.
Almost out of instinct, Seijen's hands transformed into flood dragon claws and crossed them behind him to block.
In the next second, Seijen saw a black skeletal fist appear in front of him, and with lightning speed, it hit his arm.
Boom!
A loud rumble suddenly rang out, and the dazzling black ball of light instantly exploded. Zhao Lifeng's realm was suppressed, and his strength was even more terrifying.
Seijen could only hear a series of bone cracking noises coming from his arms, while his entire body was sent flying backwards.
The difference between you and me is like heaven and earth. Seijen, today is the day you die! Zhao Lifeng still had a calm expression on his face. Black light burst from his hands, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into two Hell Ghost Hands.
Then, a large amount of black smoke emerged from the palms of the two Hell Ghost Hands, condensing into two powerful corrosive shockwaves that blasted towards Seijen, who was flying backwards.
Damn it! Seijen cursed in a low voice, not daring to be the slightest bit negligent.
He stretched out his right hand, and in an instant, a terrifying eye of the wind condensed in the center of his claw. In the blink of an eye, a terrifying storm was released from the center of his claw.
Ice Dragon Freezes the Sea!
As Seijen growled, the three-headed dragon reappeared behind him.
The middle head of the three-headed serpent suddenly raised, and a terrifying immortal sphere condensed in its bloody mouth.
In the next second, the energy reached its limit, and the immortal ball shot out from the dragon's mouth, turning into a white shockwave.
This shockwave contained an unparalleled chill, and wherever it passed, even the sky and earth were frozen.
Originally, this shockwave was only 10 times the speed of sound. However, with the support of the storm released by Seijen, its speed reached 20 times the speed of sound.
In the next second, the two smoky shockwaves collided with the Ice Dragon Freezing Sea that Seijen had released.
Boom!
In an instant, earth-shattering explosions rang out incessantly, resounding throughout heaven and earth.
At this moment, the sky was filled with chilly air, and within a radius of one thousand meters, everything within the range of the chilly air was covered with a thin layer of ice, be it the soldiers, the plants, or the ground.
After the chilly air, Zhao Lifeng's terrifying corrosive gas completely corroded the thin layer of ice, producing a sizzling sound that made one's scalp go numb.
The terrifying shockwave instantly sent both Seijen and Zhao Lifeng flying backwards.
Seijen's body was completely out of his control, and he crashed into a mountain thousands of meters away.
Boom!
The mountain instantly crumbled, turning into countless rocks that engulfed Seijen's entire body.
Compared to Seijen, Zhao Lifeng was clearly much more at ease.
He only flew backwards for a thousand meters before he stabilized his body. However, his arms were now covered in a layer of ice. It was clear that Seijen's attack was effective against him.
Interesting. Zhao Lifeng smirked and casually swung his arms to get rid of the layer of ice on them.
At that moment, cries of agony could be heard from within Tu Shenzong's army.
The Pope of the Dark was like a wolf that had entered a flock of sheep, reaping the lives of the soldiers in a frenzy.
No matter how powerful the new Tank Artillery was, it was useless against a Second-level Wu Sheng.
It was useless. The Pope of the Dark stood with his hands behind his back, allowing the countless cannonballs to hit him.
Given his status, it was indeed an insult to him to attack these soldiers.
However, since Zhao Lifeng and the rest of the elders had spoken, he did not want to refute them.
He only hoped that the battle would end quickly, and that he could destroy Tu Shenzong as soon as possible.
Give me your life! Tens of thousands of soldiers with bird-type Martial Souls unleashed their Martial Souls and spread their wings, attacking the Pope from all directions.
Even though they knew that they were no match for him, they still wanted to do something before they died.
The Pope of the Dark's expression was calm. He glared, and in an instant, a formless suppressive force was released with him as the center.
Magic-forbidding Domain!
In that instant, the tens of thousands of soldiers suddenly felt the wings on their backs disappear. They lost control of their Martial Souls and fell from the sky, crashing into the ground.
No matter how many ants there are, they are still ants. The Pope of the Dark said casually. Then, he slowly raised his right foot and stomped on the ground.
In an instant, a crack appeared under the Pope of the Dark's foot.
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