Outside.
Broken Peak Mountain, South Dwarf Peak.
The terrifying Saint level battle is still going on, a Saint level aura surging like a sea of continuous fluctuations, can be described as a stone breaking Saint level power in the violent collision, burst out a burst of booming sound, shaking the sky.
This battlefield already looks completely different.
Some of the ground smashed out of a pit, some ground directly plowed a crack, surrounded by a number of broken trees, the whole battlefield is a mess.
Causing such a horrific battlefield scene is simply not within the reach of ordinary people.
Only the transcendent Saint level powerhouse can cause such incredible destruction in a battle that is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
Rumble!
In this Saint level collision, Old Mr. Miller’s old body was once again shaken backwards, his legs clutching the ground, so that in the process of falling backwards, the soles of his legs plowed two obvious marks on the ground.
Old Mr. Miller steadied himself, his body already stained with blood, more from him but also from the other man.
“Lewis, why don’t you go down!”
The black-scarfed old man shouted angrily, this battle was far tougher than he imagined, before this, he never thought that the Cultivation fallen realm Lewis could hold on hard until now.
Their side of the four Saint level strong, Old Demon and Clement old saint have been wounded, Simmons also by Old Mr. Miller that overwhelming Holy Power impact, the black scarf old man is Old Mr. Miller concentrated firepower strong attack a, spare to the black scarf old man Sacred Level strength, but also suffered some injuries. Inevitably, he also suffered some injuries.
Of course, their injuries compared to Old Mr. Miller, is not worth mentioning.
They repeatedly thought that Old Mr. Miller could not hold out, to run out of gas, when he was always able to burst out of the amazing potential, his Grand Vajra Realm Physique time and again was beaten dull light will be extinguished, but again and again with Old Mr. Miller’s unyielding fighting spirit again blazed up.
The battle has lasted far longer than they could have imagined.
After all, Lewis is no longer the peak of battle power when the long-range Hyacinth, now has cultivation fallen realm, according to reason, two Sacred Level plus two Full Saint strong team, not to say immediately killed, it will not be more than ten rounds of battle.
But they misjudged Old Mr. MillerGrand Vajra Realm Physique, moreover, they misjudged Old Mr. Miller’s unparalleled fist intention!
Old Mr. Miller narrowed his small eyes, forgiving the appearance of bruises, he still looked like a bull, at least the momentum must not lose people, he said: “down? Of course I can’t fall down. I promised Jason, when he came out, to drink with him on a three days and three nights … we are dependent on each other since childhood, more or less sense on the breath. If I collapse, Jason will not be able to hold on inside, right? So–”
Old Mr. Miller said to this tone a beat, and then the gas rushed the bull incomparable said: “not to mention your two saints, even if the four people are Sacred Level, the old man will also hold on to a breath, until Jason they come out!
“Hmph, the end of the lamp, I will see how long you can hold out! Kill!”
The black-scarfed old man shouted again and joined the rest of the three Saint level powerhouses, once again towards Old Mr. Miller to kill.
Another amazing duel, once again began.
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Eye Point Peak.
The old monk has been staring at the sky, the old face looks more and more solemn, and even began to have a hint of tension.
I don’t know how long it took, he seemed to have a feeling like, turned his head violently towards the night shrouded heavy darkness outside Broken Peak Mountain to see, he obviously sensed something.
“Is this coming to Lewis’ aid?”
Saying that, he gazed towards the southern dwarf peak, in his perception, the fist intent belonging to Lewis was still extremely powerful, but it had manifested a sign of lack of back strength, indicating that Lewis had begun to weaken and start to lose strength, and at any moment, he might be crushed and could not support for long.
“If this way also to strike then …” old monk said to himself, with his strength, if he were to strike, will certainly become the last straw to break the camel’s back.
“The old monk is the only one who has ever been in a position to get a job. Besides, Swallowed Dragon has reached the most critical moment and cannot be distracted. I can only say that Lewis should not be killed this time!”
old monk said to himself, he retracted his gaze, and stared at the vision above the sky dome with full concentration.
The dome of the sky dark clouds rolled, thunder rolled, but the rain was slow to fall.
What he was waiting for was that storm.
That would be the time to swallow the dragon.
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East.
William, the sage of chess, seemed to have sensed something, and raised his eyes towards the distance, and only after a long time did he say to himself: “I didn’t think that these two people would come too. As the saying goes, those who have gained the way are more helpful, and it seems Lewis has resisted this murderous attack!”
“The sky is showing a vision, but it’s not falling yet, the situation of this chessboard, only to fear a change!”
William looked down at the chessboard on the ground and muttered to himself.
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Outside Broken Peak Mountain, two figures, in two directions, both swept towards the southern dwarf peak.
These two people’s bodies, vaguely diffuse a supreme power, owning a Saint level of the aura of pressure in the surge, they did not hide their own breath.
This is the same as announcing that the Southern Dwarf Peak is in the Saint level battle of the crowd, they are here!
In addition to these two figures, farther away, there is a purple figure with the speed of the wind swept running, along the way constantly silent chanting: “Lewis you must hold on! You do not want anything to happen!”
In the battlefield of the southern dwarf peak.
When Old Mr. Miller was once again forced to fall back like flying, the black scarf old man, Simmons and others did not go after, subconsciously paused in their steps, the eyes have looked in two directions, sensing two rapidly approaching Saint level breath.
The black-scarfed old man’s face was about to explode with anger, his eyes flashed with a sense of resentment, and he couldn’t help but say, “How are these two? They came at this time!”
As soon as the black-scarfed old man’s words fell, the people in the field fiercely sensed that the terrain at the southern dwarf peak was obviously different, and the entire terrain seemed to be enriched by some kind of Terrain Formation, vaguely presenting a terrifying Terrain Formation pressure that caught up with the Saint Realm.
The black-scarfed old man was resigned to the fact that he was convinced that if they were given another quarter of an hour, they would be able to kill Lewis with certainty.
The problem was that right now, in just under a minute’s time, those two figures would arrive.
“Operation is over, withdraw!”
The black-scarfed old man gritted his teeth and spoke, he was decisive and immediately chose to withdraw.
In an instant, these four Saint level powerhouses, led by the black-scarfed old man, had moved their bodies and withdrew in this way.
The black scarf old man came to kill Lewis are surrounded by a layer of black scarf, he does not want to show his true face. Now, there are two Saint level characters come to Lewis’ aid, which means it is difficult or impossible to continue killing Lewis.
All the black-scarfed old man can do is to withdraw before the other side arrives, otherwise if his identity is exposed and word gets out to Hyacinth that the Goodwin family’s ancestor took the lead in killing Lewis, then the Goodwin family’s prestige and image will be questioned.
Although the siege of Lewis is important, but the Goodwin family’s 100-year plan is more important.
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