After killing Xing Feng, Zuo Qiu put his hands on his back again and looked around the entire Tianyue Kingdom camp indifferently.
Zuo Qiu didn’t say a word, quietly waiting for someone to fight.
An aura of no one but me slowly rose from him.
“Senior Brother Xing…”
“Junior Brother Xing…”
The Zhanmeng people were shocked, Xing Feng, who was powerful in battle, was actually defeated!
Countless people in Tianyue Kingdom fell silent again.
Sure enough, everyone who participated in the battle of Xuanjizong was a super genius, and none of them were weak.
Yuan Zhan stared at Zuo Qiu closely, his face twitching non-stop.
It’s the third round of battle, is it the same defeat again?
The Xuanji Sect disciples are stronger than each other. Although this Zuo Qiu’s performance is not too amazing, how can he not see it? This person probably didn’t even use half of his strength!
Yuan Zhan frowned tightly. If this continues, the disciples of the Xuanji Sect will be swept away level by level, and their morale will be completely lost.
Yuan Zhan secretly decided that if his side suffered another crushing defeat this time, he would send his army to a decisive battle with the Tielin Army.
We can’t go on any longer, the longer the delay, the worse it will be for our own side.
Yuan Zhan sighed secretly, wondering who on his side has the strength to compete with him!
Yuan Zhan turned his eyes and looked in the direction of the disciples of Tianjianmen.
Many other people also looked at the disciples of Tianjianmen.
Perhaps only the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect have the hope of turning things around?
Su Mo shook his head. It seemed that if he didn’t fight, there would be no one on Tianyue’s side who could match Zuo Qiu, and he would probably be swept away again.
Just as Su Mo was about to fight, someone took a step ahead.
It is a disciple of Tianjianmen.
Facing the eager eyes of countless people, this person gritted his teeth and resolutely stepped onto the battlefield.
Su Mo did not compete with the other party, and stopped his figure.
The strength of the disciples of Tianjianmen is not weak. Since this person dares to fight, he must be somewhat sure.
The Heavenly Sword Sect disciple who played this time is a thin young man.
The young man’s face was extremely solemn. Although he resolutely went to the battle, he was actually not very sure in his heart.
He has made up his mind that if he loses, he will return immediately.
As soon as this young man from the Heavenly Sword Sect came on stage, he unleashed his martial spirit.
His martial soul level is as high as the eighth human level.
“kill!”
The young man didn’t say much, and launched a stormy attack on Zuo Qiu as soon as he came on stage.
This person’s weapon is a soft sword, the attack is ethereal and weird, making it impossible to defend against.
His strength is even higher than that of Xing Feng.
Facing the fierce attack of this Heavenly Sword Sect disciple, Zuo Qiu was not in a hurry, he stretched out both palms, all the attacks were shattered, and no attack could get close to him.
After dozens of strokes, this Heavenly Sword Sect disciple completely saw the gap between the two.
Without hesitation, he retreated quickly and was about to return.
“Fight against me, without my permission, no one is eligible to escape!”
At this moment, Zuo Qiu’s arrogant voice sounded.
The next moment, Zuo Qiu’s figure was like lightning, and he caught up with this Heavenly Sword Sect disciple in the blink of an eye.
Swish!