C582 Three Against Three

Little cheap dragon and Jin Shiyi were just about to attack when their Qi soared crazily. They were suppressing their anger.

"Retreat!" Zuo Yu suddenly said, "Let's go out and fight again. Otherwise, we will completely destroy this city." His voice was indifferent.

Little cheap dragon and Jin Shiyi were initially dissatisfied, but after hearing what little cheap dragon said, they did not hesitate anymore and turned around to leave.

"Humph!" Situ Xing saw that Zuo Yu and the other two wanted to escape, so he sneered disdainfully. His body glowed with a purple-golden combat light, and he increased his speed once again. Zuo Yu and the other two men flew higher and higher into the sky, and had already rushed into the clouds. They also took a step forward and flew up into the sky, no longer recklessly charging into the city below.

And wherever they passed, faint cries of sadness could be heard.

They were not doing it for any other reason, but to accumulate momentum and kill Zuo Yu and the other two in one go, so they did not care about the lives of those ordinary people.

In an instant, Zuo Yu and the other two men had arrived outside the city, and then they arrived at the mountain in front of them. It was the place where the three of them had found the most intense battle.

Swoosh! In the next moment, Situ Xing and the others caught up with them. They blocked the path of the three of them, one in front and the other behind. However, after all these twists and turns, their momentum was no longer as intense as before. In one go, they would be defeated again and again. In three tries, they would be exhausted. Zuo Yu's choice was killing two birds with one stone.

"Common name." Zuo Yu said in a low voice.

"Hehe, I'll let you all die with a clear understanding. I'm Situ Xing." Situ Xing smiled evilly, and his eyes sparkled with a purple-golden combat light. His battle soul had already done whatever he wanted.

"Amitabha. This poor monk has the same mirror as me." The middle-aged monk chanted a Buddhist mantra without any joy or sorrow.

As for the other one, it was a battle doll. It should be Situ Xing's battle doll. It stood beside him loyally.

"The people of Buddhism are compassionate? Today, I have finally witnessed it for myself." Zuo Yu said with a snort.

"Hehe, all of this has to be counted on you. How many people died because of you before we came here? We're only here to avenge those poor people. " Situ Xing smiled coldly and said with a playful tone, "You are just a few scourges. Why do you think you are still alive? I think it's better to die. "

"Amitabha. You have already been possessed by the devil. How dare you befriend this Blood Group Assassin? What a sin." Tongjing chanted the Buddhist mantra piously, "However, Buddha Sect is still willing to give all of you a chance. The Sea of Bitterness is boundless. Return to the shore, put down the butcher's knife, and make the land into Buddha."

"F * ck you." little cheap dragon's face was dark, and he had been waiting impatiently for a long time. He swung his fist at the bald man in the mirror.

Zuo Yu also disappeared. In the next moment, he appeared in front of Situ Xing. Both of them were Heaven Defying Eight Steps, but as if they had discussed it beforehand, they rushed in opposite directions.

"If I had known this would happen, I would have caught up with you." Beside Zuo Yu, Jin Shiyi muttered in a puzzled tone. After many times of cooperation, he finally caught up and attacked together with the two of them.

Situ Xing smiled disdainfully. He swung his blade. The purple-golden blade light wasn't very powerful, but it had stopped the void in its tracks.

Zuo Yu's facial expression didn't change. He threw another punch forward, and the force of the punch was overwhelming.

"Then I'll do this." Jin Shiyi didn't stop talking. He waved his hammer and smashed it at the battle doll that was wearing the same golden armor as him.

"Amitabha. What kind of demonic devil are you? Why haven't you revealed your true form yet? When are you going to do this?" Buddha light burst out from the eyes of the mirror. He suddenly shouted and waved his palm at little cheap dragon. The shadow of the palm rose with the wind and the Buddha light sparkled.

"Go to your grandfather." little cheap dragon's face turned dark. He threw the Creation Dragon Fist at little cheap dragon.

In an instant, the wind howled in the desolate mountain. Sand and stones were flying everywhere. The killing intent was so strong that even Little Bug didn't dare to call out.

Rumble!

Very quickly, after a fierce collision, a small part of the mountain was blown up. Zuo Yu and the other two men's faces were somewhat pale, but they all retreated together. They retreated to the center of the mountain, and Situ Xing and the mirror were still blocking their path.

"Humph, you overestimate yourself." Situ Xing's eyes sparkled. He sneered a few times, but the killing intent in his eyes intensified. He was already at the Ninth Layer of True Martial Stage. If the three of them were at the same level... Would he still be able to gain the upper hand? He didn't want to think of such an outcome, so he wouldn't give them a chance.

"Reveal your true form and convert to Buddha, then I'll spare your life!" Tongjing stared at little cheap dragon. His eyes were somewhat fiery, showing that he really liked this mount.

Little cheap dragon's pale face turned completely black, "Old bald donkey, get down!" little cheap dragon dashed forward, waving his shield to cover himself. It seemed like he also had the intention of keeping his mount.

At the same time, Zuo Yu and Jin Shiyi charged forward together, meeting Situ Xing and his battle doll once more.

Zuo Yu's Heaven Defying Eight Steps moved at an incredible angle and dodged Situ Xing's blade shadow. In an instant, it arrived at his side. He threw a punch forward, and in an instant, countless punches were thrown out. On the other hand, the battle soul around Situ Xing's body was sparkling. The purple-golden blade light enveloped Zuo Yu. The purple-gold combat blade and Zuo Yu's fist shadow collided with each other at a rapid speed, and it was extremely intense.

In the midst of the rapid pace, Zuo Yu was still forced to take a step back by the surrounding blade light. Situ Xing's eyes were filled with killing intent. He swung his blade and slashed forward. The timing was perfect. However, Zuo Yu disappeared right away. Situ Xing's facial expression changed slightly. He quickly turned around and swung his blade.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! The Seven Square Heaven was instantly killed. Zuo Yu's Qi was getting stronger and stronger. For a moment, Situ Xing was surrounded by Zuo Yu's attacks. Those afterimages were all waving different attacks.

Situ Xing waved his blade crazily. Countless purple-golden blade shadows surrounded him, blocking all of Zuo Yu's attacks. However, he still took a step back.

As soon as Situ Xing took a step back, Zuo Yu's accumulated energy attack was launched.

Behind him, he had transformed into the Vajra Devil Subduing Devil. His body was surrounded by a boundless Buddha light. He looked very holy. He waved his palm wildly and attacked in all directions. Every time he waved his palm, the force of his palm would rise against the wind. Buddha light surged, crushing everything in its path. His destructive power was the greatest. A valley had already been formed on the mountain behind them.

Around the mirror, little cheap dragon's six true dragons lunged forward and surrounded them at high speed. He attacked at the same time, and a faint dragon roar was heard in the whistling air. Facing this monk who seemed to be neither happy nor sad, but in fact, he had already decided that he was going to be the mount of this monk. little cheap dragon was really angry, and he kept cursing from time to time. However, the indifferent words that came from the same mirror made little cheap dragon even angrier.

The battle between the two of them was extremely heated.

Jin Shiyi and the battle doll were fighting each other. The two of them were fighting each other at a rapid speed. Jin Shiyi had the Spiritual Movement Technique of the Hundred Steps Kill, but the battle doll had an extreme speed that surpassed those of the same level.

Bang! Very quickly, Jin Shiyi was the first to retreat. The battle doll's strength was not weak at all, but Jin Shiyi's normal combat strength was slightly weaker. Jin Shiyi's combat strength should be in the top 40 of the Holy List, unless he used the Hundred Steps Kill to launch a crazy attack. He could only kill or severely injure a Holy List warrior who was around 30 years old.

"I'll go!" Jin Shiyi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. His eyes were focused on what was in front of him. He waved his hammer and charged forward.

Hu! Within a hundred steps, Jin Shiyi's Qi had condensed. He had nowhere to vent his anger. Now, he had completely erupted.

The battle doll wanted to dodge, but in the next moment, Jin Shiyi's hammer followed like a shadow and smashed forward. With a cracking sound, the battle doll swung its fist to block the attack, and was sent flying backwards.

Jin Shiyi's face was pale, but his Qi was not weak. He swung his hammer and chased after the battle doll. The battle doll's shoulder had caved in a little, but it seemed like nothing had happened. It swung its fist to meet Jin Shiyi's attack.

Very quickly, Jin Shiyi was forced back again. In terms of overall combat strength, he was indeed inferior to the battle doll.

Bang! Bang! At almost the same time, Zuo Yu and little cheap dragon retreated. little cheap dragon's clone had merged, and Zuo Yu's afterimage had also disappeared.

In front of them, Situ Xing and Tongjing were not as relaxed. They also took two steps back, and their faces were unusually cold. Their strength was about the same.

Zuo Yu and little cheap dragon retreated just in time to catch up with the battle doll that was chasing after Jin Shiyi. Both of them took a step forward and swung their fists, sending the battle doll flying back. The combined might of the two of them was even greater.

"Pretty boy, why is he so weak? "Little cheap dragon's face was also very pale, and he didn't forget to tease Jin Shiyi.

"Brother, the strength of this battle doll is definitely the strength of over twenty Holy List. I can't beat it." Jin Shiyi said with a sullen face.

"What about these two guys?" little cheap dragon asked.

"Situ Xing has 24 Holy List and 23 identical Holy List. Their strength should be about the same." Zuo Yu said in a calm voice.

"They are all stronger than us. What are we going to do?" Jin Shiyi felt extremely depressed.

"Yes." little cheap dragon said as he charged forward.

With a fierce look in his eyes, Zuo Yu dashed towards Situ Xing without any hesitation.

"Damn, you two are crazy!" Jin Shiyi looked at the two of them and felt their fighting intent getting stronger and stronger. His black eyes sparkled, "Alright, today I will accompany you two to go crazy. I don't believe that I am so handsome. I can't even beat a puppet."