Deng Mingqing and the others watched as Zhang Yu, who was shrouded in clouds and multicolored light, walked towards them. A trace of uncontrollable fear instinctively emerged from the bottom of their hearts.
Subordinate Marquis Qi Dian's strength wasn't bad. He had also been instilled with ancient divine power and was second only to Zhu Que in the Army of God. However, he had lost his life with just one finger.
How could they resist such a person?
Mr. Silver suddenly turned around and rushed down the hall.
Seeing this, Goddess Ya Qiu wiped the blood from her lips with the back of her hand and said to Zhu Que, "You're all finished!"
Zhu Que ignored her and returned to the high platform with a flash of his body.
His face was no longer as relaxed as usual. Instead, he stared at Zhang Yu very solemnly.
He had been paying attention to Douzhan just now and noticed that the spiritual light on Qi Dian's body had disappeared before the person pointed at him. He didn't know what happened at that time, but he speculated that it was likely because Qi Dian was too close.
In that case, he could only attack from afar.
Zhang Yu raised his head slightly and glanced in the direction where Mr. Silver had left. Just now, he intended to deal with the person who had left first, but he found that this person's strength was quite good. Moreover, he had been dodging his senses as if he was just a shadow. The Cicada Sword in his hand trembled slightly several times, but he couldn't find a suitable opportunity to attack.
He could only deal with the person in front of him first.
After Trotti forced Xiang Chun to retreat far away in the sky, he discovered the situation here. He didn't give chase and landed on the ground in a flash.
However, after seeing Qi Dian's fate, he realized that it was not a good choice to rush up and fight. Thus, a golden-red light emerged from his body and soared into the sky like a violent wave, preparing to fight the enemy with pure divine power.
However, at this moment, he saw a sword light lashing over like a long whip. Although his spirituality had already sensed the attack, his body couldn't react in time.
After obtaining this host body formed from the heart of an ancient god, he had been very satisfied with it. However, now, he felt for the first time that this body was sluggish.
With a smack, he was slapped to the ground by the lightning-fast sword light. Although the spiritual light on his body tried its best to defend, there was still a scar that almost cut him into two. Even the surface of the ground was scorched, and he couldn't get up for a moment.
His spiritual nature and physical nature were not completely compatible yet, so he could still cover up these flaws when facing an opponent who was not too far apart. However, when facing Zhang Yu, these flaws were magnified infinitely, so he lost the ability to fight in a single exchange.
At this moment, Zhu Que moved. He realized that he had to provide some cover for Trotti and buy him some time to recover. Otherwise, he would not be able to fight against the mysterious killer alone.
But before he could figure out what was going on, he didn't dare to get close. A shadow appeared from his body and rushed towards Zhang Yu.
After his brother died in the battle with Qi Huan, more of his spirit was instilled into the doppelganger, causing the doppelganger to be strengthened and possess strength close to his own.
But this time, he didn't seek to kill, only to restrain, and he could also test the waters in his place.
At this moment, a warning sign suddenly emerged in his heart. Before he could think, his body had already reacted spontaneously, and with a flash, he moved horizontally away from his original position.
Looking around, he discovered that a spear that was shining with a cold light had already landed where he was originally standing. Only at this moment did the incomparably sharp whistling sound of breaking through the air appear in his ears.
In the distance, Goddess Ya Qiu, who had recovered from her injuries, looked at him with her golden eyes and said, "Now, it's my turn to stop you." She was still in the same place when she spoke, but by the time she finished speaking, she had already rushed in front of Zhu Que and punched him hundreds of times.
At this moment, Zhang Yu was looking at the incoming shadow. With his keen perception and spiritual nature that almost covered the whole place, he could already see the possible changes in Zhu Que's method.
"Retreat."
All of a sudden, the shadow that was rushing over seemed to have run into an invisible swamp. His movements became slower and slower, and more and more difficult. In the end, it was as if someone was pulling him from behind, and he retreated at a speed faster than when he came.
While stopping the shadow, he still had the energy to pay attention to the other side. With a thought, a sword light flashed, and Trotti's head was cut off.
However, the divine light in the body flickered and did not dissipate because of this. Obviously, this host body was not the body of a mortal. Even without a head, it still had a certain amount of vitality.
Seeing this scene, he said indifferently, "Expel!"
With a boom, a reddish-gold light mist spread out. It was Trotti's spiritual power that was completely expelled from this host body, and before this spiritual power could return to the body again, a sword light flashed.
The lightning-like sword light followed closely behind and hit the brilliant light fog with a loud bang. Facts proved that when the spirituality had not been strengthened to a certain extent, it did not have any resistance in the face of an external attack. This ball of divine light was smashed into pieces in the air, turning into specks of light, and then disappeared in a flash.
After the body on the ground lost its divine power, it immediately began to shrink and distort. It turned from a person about ten feet tall to a strange lump of flesh the size of a head.
In a short period of time, Zhu Que was the only enemy left with combat power, and he was now pinned down by Goddess Ya Qiu.
Deng Mingqing's expression was not good, but he stood there motionless and did not make any move to escape.
Yao Hongyi's face was ashen. The sudden turn of the situation made him feel that his plan was on the verge of failure. He took a few steps back and leaned against the stone wall to barely keep himself standing.
At this moment, Mr. Silver was already in front of the head of the ancient god through the stairs that led downwards.
He had long realized that this person was definitely not someone his side could resist. The key was that he was not sure whether the other party was from Tianxia or not. If it was the latter, then the only thing they could rely on was God An.
He looked at the head and tried to reach out to grab the metal rod, but after thinking about it, he retracted his hand.
If he wanted to control God An, the more consciousness he added, the better. This was because once a wisp of consciousness entered and appeared in the head, it would be equivalent to the ancient god's own consciousness.
Therefore, his previous consciousness was at best a primer.
If he wanted to forcefully change it, unless his consciousness was above God An's, he would immediately encounter strong resistance, and it was possible that his own consciousness would be overwhelmed.
At this time, he could only wait for the previous consciousness to completely dissipate and for God An to calm down again before he could proceed to the next step.
He looked up and could only hope that the people above could stall for a little longer.
After Zhang Yu eliminated Tolotti, his gaze fell on Zhu Que. A sword light flashed behind him and slashed at him. Although the other party was dodging and moving at high speed, as long as he could sense it, there was no difference between him and the lightning-fast Cicada Sword and standing there.
Although Zhu Que was fighting with Goddess Ya Qiu, most of his attention was on the battlefield. However, the sword light was too fast and he was restrained. Even if he dodged, he could not escape the bombardment of the sword light. In an instant, a large hole was pierced through his abdomen. However, a black shadow flashed on his body and he returned to his original state. However, this inevitably caused a momentary pause.
Goddess Ya Qiu's fist smashed into his cheek. However, before the second punch could land, he had already tilted his head to dodge it. However, he immediately trembled violently because the second flash of sword light had pierced through his body.
With a boom, he was smashed down from the sky by Goddess Ya Qiu's fierce punch.
Goddess Ya Qiu yelled and fell from the sky. She threw hundreds of punches at him in one go, and even the platform shook. Suddenly, two hands reached out from below and firmly grasped her fists, throwing her out from above. However, the lightning-like sword light that came in the blink of an eye sent him flying. He plowed a shallow ditch full of gravel on the hard ground.
He did not have time to get up, so he covered his head with both hands to protect himself. The spiritual light on the surface of his body rapidly expanded and blocked dozens of sword light slashes in succession. However, every time he blocked a sword light, the light on his body dimmed a little. In the end, only a thin layer of light was left on his body.
With a boom, a sword light directly broke through this last layer of barrier. The powerful impact also caused him to stagger backward. At this time, he heard a voice in his ear.
"Imperial Bestowment!"
Zhu Que suddenly felt that his strength had suddenly disappeared. Whether it was his spiritual power or the strength of his body, they were all gone. He could not help but kneel down.
However, before his knees touched the ground, a long spear suddenly flew over and pierced through his back, then came out from his chest and pierced the ground with a loud bang, firmly stringing him there.
Goddess Ya Qiu said coldly from behind, "You are not qualified to kneel."
Zhang Yu slowly walked in front of Zhu Que. He stretched out his hand, grabbed his forehead with his thumb and index finger, and said, "Imperial Bestowment". Zhu Que's body suddenly trembled. Then, his two fingers seemed to pinch something, and he pulled it out. A layer of faint robe was pulled out from his body, and with a swoosh, it separated from his body.
After the faintly visible robe was exposed, it suddenly folded in one place. In an instant, it turned into a sparkling and translucent crystal in Zhang Yu's palm.
Zhu Que reluctantly raised his head, as if he wanted to say something. However, in the next moment, his head exploded with a bang. Goddess Ya Qiu had walked over and punched him fiercely, as if she did not want to give him a chance to speak.
Zhang Yu glanced at Goddess Ya Qiu. The latter seemed to be a little afraid of him and involuntarily took two steps back. He did not say anything and put away the divine robe. Then, he turned around. With a flash of brilliance, he appeared above the hall.
Deng Mingqing and Yao Hongyi, who were standing there, were frozen and motionless. Zhang Yu walked past them without looking at them. These two were just ordinary people. Without the protection of extraordinary powers, they were nothing. He would leave them for the Protectorate to deal with later.
Below the hall, Mr. Silver sensed that there was suddenly no movement outside and realized that the battle was over. He glanced at the head of the ancient god. The faint blue light on it was still flickering without any signs of fading.
However, he knew that he could not wait any longer.
His eyes suddenly flashed with light, and his mask shattered with a 'kacha' sound. His entire body collapsed as though he had lost all support. His entire body's spirituality transformed into a silver radiance that surged out and collided with the metal rod!
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