In the sword formation, the power of the military soul surged, making bursts of roaring sounds, as if thousands of troops were galloping and fighting.

When Yang Jian saw this, the statue’s eyes shone even brighter, and the three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand spun rapidly, forming a golden vortex that blocked all of Meng Tian’s sword formation.

The vortex contained Yang Jian’s powerful divine power, which constantly strangled Meng Tian’s sword light, making a sharp hissing sound.

“Look at my move ‘Divine Elephant to Suppress the Prison’!” Yang Jian shouted, and the statue stomped its feet violently. The ground shook violently, and cracks spread in all directions like a spider web.

Then, the statue raised the three-pointed, double-edged sword with both hands, gathered all its strength, and chopped it down fiercely at Meng Tian.

This sword seemed to contain the power of heaven and earth. Wherever the sword passed, the space was distorted and the air was compressed to make a “sizzling” sound.

Meng Tian knew very well that this move was extremely powerful. He took a deep breath, mobilized all the power of his military spirit, and poured it into his two swords.

The double swords suddenly shone brightly, with the black light mixed with the golden light of military soul, heading towards Yang Jian’s attack.

“Boom!” A loud earth-shaking sound shook the mountains within a hundred miles around.

Meng Tian was shocked by the huge impact and vomited blood. He flew backwards like a kite with a broken string. The statue transformed by Yang Jian also took several steps back, and the light on his body became slightly dim.

“Cough cough…” Meng Tian struggled to stand up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. When he looked at Yang Jian, the statue painted by Yang Jian had already had many cracks.

In the previous attack, both sides suffered injuries and no one benefited.

“Erlang Shen, if we weren’t enemies, I would really like to drink with you. It’s a pity that one of us must stay behind today.” Meng Tian covered his chest with a bit of regret and said

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Yang Jian turned back into his true form, his face was slightly pale, but his eyes were still cold and majestic.

But at the same time, he also agreed with Meng Tian’s words, expressing his recognition that they each served their own masters, and now they were just fighting for their own masters. Today’s battle would definitely be the last battle between the two.

Here, one of them must die.

As for who this person is, we can only wait and see who will win.

Yang Jian adjusted his breath, suppressed his injuries, and said: “Okay, then I will accompany you to continue fighting!” After that, he gripped the three-pointed, double-edged sword again and rushed towards Meng Tian. The sword light flashed like an angry dragon.

Meng Tian endured the pain, infused himself with powerful magic power, and wielded his two swords to meet the enemy.

For a moment, the battle entered a white-hot stage with the flashes of swords and the shadows of sabers crisscrossing.

The two men’s figures flashed and they kept fighting in the air. Every collision erupted with powerful energy waves that spread in all directions. The surrounding mountains could not stop their fight. The aftermath affected the mountaintops and the roads broke instantly.

The surrounding mountains erupted, flames and magma shot straight into the sky, and dark clouds covered the sky and caused disasters for thousands of miles.

The surrounding world is like purgatory at this moment.

The battle between the quasi-saints is enough to destroy the heavens and the earth, and cause the heavens and the earth to fall apart.

In the sky, two figures collided again, and under the explosion of power, they both retreated violently.

Blood spurted out of the mouths of Yang Jian and Meng Tian, ​​and they hurriedly stopped.

“Meng Tian, ​​you will definitely lose today!” Yang Jian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and ran forward again, attacking and roaring.

Meng Tian was very happy and rushed forward to fight with him. The two sides fought again.

Compared to the battle with Emperor Zhenwu, the battle between him and Erlang Shen was more exciting.

Fighting against the Great Emperor Zhenwu was to avenge the hundreds of thousands of brothers, and he fought with hatred. Therefore, the reasons for fighting were different, and he was more inclined to this method of fighting.

At this moment, Yang Jian had no idea what Meng Tian was thinking. They were fighting on the ground and in the sky.

At this moment, the battle between the two sides has reached a fever pitch, but unfortunately, there is still no winner.

Yang Jian felt that his divine power was consumed too much. In order to have a fair fight, he did not take any pills to replenish his energy.

After all, in his opinion, he used his “clairvoyance” and a golden light shot out of his eyes, trying to spy on Meng Tian’s flaws.

Meng Tian sensed the threat from the golden light, and dodged Yang Jian’s sight.

At the same time, he had an idea and remembered a combined attack formation of the Xian Qin army. Although there were no soldiers to cooperate with him at the moment, he could simulate the power of the formation by relying on his control over the power of the military soul.

“Gather the military souls and break the sky with one palm!” Meng Tian shouted loudly, and the power of the military souls in his body surged wildly. The next moment, all his strength was infused into the clouds. The clouds parted and the sun appeared. A palm that covered the sky and the sun, carrying a tremendous force, came towards Yang Jian with one palm.

Yang Jian was shocked when he saw this, and quickly swung his three-pointed, double-edged sword to form a defensive barrier in front of him.

Qianzhang’s palm landed on the barrier, making a clanging sound, and Yang Jian was knocked directly from the sky to the ground.

“Break it for me!” Yang Jian held on with great effort, his heart and liver were about to burst, and bloodshot were already bursting out of his pupils. The power of this palm made him feel an unprecedented crisis.

He roared, and his divine power burst out, and the terrifying force hit his palm, but at this moment, Meng Tian took the opportunity to get close to him and used his double swords to perform the “Phantom Sword Technique”. For a moment, the sword shadows were so heavy that it was difficult to distinguish the real from the fake.

When Yang Jian saw this, he was shocked and wanted to fight back, but his number was already 110,000. Fortunately, he had put up a protective shield.

Meng Tian’s endless sword light fell on the protective shield, causing ripples.

“You don’t want your life!”

When Yang Jian looked at Meng Tian who was almost risking his life, he was so shocked that he was speechless.

You have to know that at this moment they are both in the sky, within the range of that huge palm print.

The power of this huge palm is enough to kill a quasi-saint in the early stage directly, even though both of them have now reached the quasi-saint middle stage.

But facing this palm, they would be seriously injured if they didn’t die. In addition, they had just fought and each of them had suffered considerable injuries. Facing this blow, there was a high probability that they would be seriously injured and die.

But now Meng Tian not only did not escape, but instead suddenly attacked from another place at this time, trying to break his protective shield directly.

Doesn’t this mean he wants to put himself to death?

No, it should be said that they died together!
“I am crazy, but I know very well that I will never let you leave here alive. You are very powerful and a major hidden danger to the competition. You must not leave this place alive.”

The flashes of swords and sabers in Meng Tian’s hands continued, and cracks began to appear on Yang Jian’s protective shield.

This made Yang Jian even more panicked. At this moment, he could only hear the sound of the protective shield shattering.

The cracks that spread all over the place were even more shocking, as if the entire protective shield would shatter in the next second.

“You’re crazy! Do you really want to die with me?” Yang Jian shouted frantically. At this moment, he was a little afraid of Meng Tian.

On the battlefield, he is not afraid of encountering an opponent who is stronger than himself, nor is he afraid of an opponent who refuses to retreat despite the battle. What he is afraid of is this kind of opponent who dares to die together with himself and wants to take his life at all costs.

Yang Jian initially admired Meng Tian, ​​but now he actually felt fear towards him. (End of this chapter)