Frightened, Wang Chuxuan pulled Li Mu and said, "Little brother, don't try to be brave at this time. Just stand aside and watch."
Li Mu was speechless.
"Are you so distrustful?"
He knew that his cultivation realm was indeed a little weak.
But his real combat strength …
Dong, dong, dong —!
Outside the city, the vigorous and surging war drums slowly sounded.
The first candidate of the Destruction Path slowly came out of the city.
It was a burly figure in dark red armor, holding a pair of blood-red giant axes in his hands. He stood in the air, giving off a huge oppressive feeling. The Celestial Core Power around him surged, vigorous and profound, like a dark red burning cloud of fire, spreading out hundreds of meters.
"I'll go and fight."
At the top of the city wall, a tall and thin old man asked to fight.
"Master Gu, you … be careful."
Tie Rulong hesitated for a moment and then nodded.
In this battle, three out of five would win.
Even if he knew there was only a glimmer of hope, he still had to fight for it.
As long as he won, he could buy enough time to wait for the arrival of reinforcements.
If they were defeated, even if the people in Ningping City could retreat safely, once they lost this fortress, City Lord Li Qingxin and the others would be trapped in a hopeless situation. The war situation in the southeast of the Vast Sea Forest could no longer be salvaged.
Master Gu's full name was Gu Yi. He was powerful and resourceful.
He was the strongest expert in Ningping City outside of the military.
He was a suitable candidate.
Swoosh!
Light flashed.
Master Gu flew out of the city and entered the battlefield.
Li Mu could not stop him, so he could only watch quietly.
Boom!
In the void outside the city, the battle had begun.
The Immortal Artifact that Revered Elder Gu withdrew was a pair of golden wings that were capable of a myriad of transformations, and it was extremely profound.
But after all, it was no match for the giant man with the bloody axes of the Destruction Path. In less than ten moves, he was hit by the axes and exploded on the spot, turning into powder and blood mist. His primordial spirit did not have time to escape. It was engulfed by the blood cloud and burned into a red flame. With a scream, his body and soul were both destroyed.
"Hahaha, you can't withstand a single blow."
The giant man with the bloody axes laughed wildly. The pair of axes in his hands collided, making a deafening sound and sending out clusters of sparks.
On the city walls of Ningping, everyone looked sorrowful and indignant.
"Tie Rulong, you have lost this round. Send out your candidate for the second round."
Defeating Armies stood on the black-gold war chariot, laughing heartily.
"My lord, I'll go."
A valiant general volunteered.
"I'm going to avenge my father."
Minister of Offerings Gu's son, the top genius of Ningping City's younger generation, said through gritted teeth.
Even though he knew that there was only a slim chance of survival, he was still fearless.
Li Mu sighed with emotion at the courage of these people, but he had to admit that the background and strength of the ascendants were far inferior to that of the Taoist Master Alliance. Otherwise, they would not have been so suppressed by the top experts. Even if City Lord Li Qingxin and the others were present, they would not have a 100% chance of winning today's battle.
"I will personally participate in this battle."
Tie Rulong slowly waved his hand.
Without waiting for the others to say anything, he glanced at Wang Chuxuan, then turned into a stream of light and shot out of the city, arriving at the battlefield.
The others wanted to stop him, but it was already too late.
"Tie Rulong, the ascendant, is here. Who will fight me?"
The giant man, who was more than two meters tall, stood in the void like an iron tower and roared angrily.
The roar was like rolling thunder, shaking the soldiers of the Qing Sha Clan and the Destruction Clan on the opposite side. Their faces turned pale and they became timid.
"A real brave general!"
Li Mu praised him inwardly.
"Not bad, a decent one has come out."
On the black-gold war chariot, Defeating Armies laughed and said, "I've long heard that Tie Rulong, the commander of the Iron Mountain Camp in Ningping City, is known as the top divine power among the ascendants in the southeast, and can move mountains on his shoulders. Today, don't say that I didn't give you a chance. If you can withstand three strikes from my halberd, you will win this round."
Tie Rulong laughed and said, "I've also heard of you, the top Fairy King in the northwest of the Taoist Master Alliance, a battle maniac. Well, today, let's compete in strength. Come on."
Tie Rulong wanted to compete in the field that he was best at, which was exactly what Tie Rulong wanted.
In that case, the chance of winning was higher.
Defeating Armies jumped down from the war chariot, walked in the air, and walked towards Tie Rulong step by step.
With every step he took, a blood-red footprint would be left behind in the void, burning like a demonic lotus that could destroy the world. It was strange and beautiful at the same time.
The dark black halberd in his hand was dragged in reverse.
The tip of the halberd drew across the void, as if it had drawn on metal, splashing out clusters of sparks. The void was like the surface of water, rolling and separating to the sides.
"First strike!"
Defeating Armies smiled faintly, raised the halberd, and drew a perfectly round curve, smashing it down casually towards Tie Rulong's head.
"Good timing."
Tie Rulong clenched his hands in the void, and two pure black short hammers were summoned in his hands. With the momentum of raising fire to burn the sky, he met the attack.
Both of them collided purely with the power of immortals, and did not use any other supernatural powers.
Clang!
The sound of gold and iron colliding instantly rang out.
Countless people felt as if their ears had been smashed by a hammer, instantly losing their hearing. In their vision, they could only see the terrifying collision force forming a translucent airflow. With the center of the collision of the hammer and the halberd as the center, it crazily swept out in all directions.
The sky changed color.
The wind and clouds swirled.
Boom!
Vaguely, Tie Rulong's figure was smashed into the ground like a cannonball, shooting into the ground.
A while later.
The clouds in the sky finally calmed down.
The dust on the ground also dissipated.
Defeating Armies stood in the void with a faint sneer on his face.
"Again."
Half of the ground flipped, and Tie Rulong drilled out from the ground, returning to the battlefield.
Blood and soil mixed into mud, sticking to his body.
Many cracks had already appeared on the armor on his body.
Especially the armors on his arms, they had completely exploded, revealing bloody gaping mouths. White bones could be vaguely seen.
The hammer in his hand was half-flat, and the tip of the hammer was distorted.
His helmet was shattered, and his messy black hair danced wildly. Tie Rulong's hearty laughter echoed between heaven and earth, "As expected of the number one Immortal King. Defeating Armies, let's go again."
"Hehe, sure."
Defeating Armies smiled, and the halberd in his hand was slowly raised again.
Then …
Sweep.
Boom!
Another deafening collision sound could be heard.
Tie Rulong's figure was sent flying again.
This time, he was smashed directly into the city walls of Ningping City. He slammed into the protective matrix shield, causing the shield to cave in. With a series of cracking sounds, Tie Rulong's bones cracked in an instant. The power from the halberd almost caused his physical body to collapse under the pressure.
Tie Rulong's figure slowly slid down the shield.
On the orange shield, there was a dark red bloodstain.
Patter.
He landed softly on the ground.
Blood gushed out of his five orifices, turning his vision bright red.
He was activating his Immortal Essence, desperately trying to recover his body.
After about ten breaths' time, the collapse of his body was offset by the recovery power.
He slowly stood up.
In the sky, Defeating Armies looked at him as if he was looking at an ant. He sneered, looking at him as if he was a joke.
Behind him, his comrades' concerned and worried shouts came from the city walls, telling him to go back.
Go back?
How was that possible?
Tie Rushan's feet exerted force, and he leaped up like a cannonball, returning to the battlefield.
"Come on, the third strike."
He looked at Defeating Armies and said calmly and calmly.
There was only a broken hammer left in his hand.
That was his last weapon.
"Hahaha …"
Defeating Armies laughed. "Okay."
The corners of his mouth curled up, filled with the desire to kill.
On the city wall.
Li Mu shook his head.
The gap was too big.
Even in terms of pure physical strength, there was a huge gap.
Tie Rulong was indeed talented to be able to condense his physical body to such a degree.
But compared with Defeating Armies, there was still a huge gap.
Defeating Armies was clearly playing with the first two strikes.
The last strike would definitely kill Tie Rulong.
He had to find a way to stop it.
Li Mu looked at Wang Chuxuan and asked, "Can I admit defeat in a battle of generals?"
Wang Chuxuan said subconsciously, "Yes, but …"
Before he finished, Li Mu already said loudly, "We admit defeat in the second battle."
His voice was clear, like a bell.
Countless eyes on the city wall suddenly looked at Li Mu.
"You …"
Wang Chuxuan was anxious.
Why did he make trouble at this time?
Didn't he see that His Excellency Tie had risked his life and tried his best to win this battle?
As long as he could survive the third strike, he would win.
Although it was dangerous, there was hope.
And it was the only glimmer of hope.
If he admitted defeat at this time, all his previous efforts would be in vain.
On the battlefield.
Defeating Armies was slightly stunned.
"Admit defeat?"
He looked at Tie Rulong and said, "Hahaha, your man admitted defeat for you. Is this not your arrangement? You don't have the face to admit defeat, but you let your man do it for you. Hahaha, you are so impatient. Go back and keep your life. You are so afraid of death, but you still come to the battle of generals. You don't deserve to be my opponent. "
Tie Rulong's face suddenly turned red as if blood was rushing.
"Which bastard admitted defeat? If he doesn't follow the military order, I will behead him. "
He was furious.
Admit defeat?
His face was gone.
The dignity of the Iron Mountain Camp was gone.
The morale of the defending army was gone.
They had lost two out of five battles. It was no different from a fool's dream to want to win the next three.
Master Gu died in vain.
His painstaking efforts were all in vain.
The person who said this should be killed ten thousand times.
Stupid!
He was simply the number one idiot in the world.
Death was not to be regretted.
On the city wall, the guards of the Iron Mountain Camp directly rushed to Li Mu.
Wang Chuxuan was shocked and wanted to say something.
There was a flash of light.
Li Mu had disappeared from the place.
He appeared on the battlefield.
"Ning Pingcheng admitted defeat in this battle. You are Defeating Armies, right? Are you good at fighting? Let me fight with you. "
Li Mu crooked his finger and said, "I will take the next three battles. You can send anyone. Hahaha, the number one Immortal King in the northwest, do you dare?"
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