Fighting Po: Yang Emperor

As Xiao Yan and others all took action in an instant, with extremely tacit understanding, one after another terrifying attacks fell on the head of the half-saint puppet almost at the same time.

Facing such a fierce offensive, the body of the half-saint puppet trembled in vain.

Immediately, the withered head, which had been blasted with cracks by Xiao Yan, exploded in vain with a bang.

Then very quickly, the headless body of the semi-holy puppet began to weather quickly and visibly to the naked eye, and finally turned into countless powders that were scattered in the wind.

Phew~

When everyone saw this, they all let out a long breath.

During the burst of golden light, Xiao Yan's body quickly shrank and returned to its original size.

A quick glance showed that except for him, Gu Xun'er, and Xian'er, the others all had injuries to one degree or another, ranging from minor to serious.

Even someone as strong as Gu Qingyang was injured internally by a palm in the previous fight with the Semi-Saint Puppet, but fortunately it was not a serious injury.

"Everyone, please take the time to recover." Xiao Yan turned his hands, took out the elixir, flicked his finger, and the elixirs flew out one after another, and finally floated in front of everyone.

Immediately, he himself took a pill, sat down cross-legged, and began to recover.

As for the guardian, Xiao Yan didn't have to worry about that, because Wei Yang was standing aside and watching. He was the most relaxed person in the audience.

At that moment, everyone swallowed the pills one after another, then quickly sat cross-legged, seizing the time to enter the cultivation state.

In a place full of crises, one must keep the Dou Qi in the body full at all times in order to feel safe.

"Brother Yang, do we need to help them?" After recovering a little, Xian'er felt that she was almost done, so she stood up and walked to Wei Yang's side, standing side by side with him, looking at the three battle circles with her beautiful eyes, asked softly.

Those three battle circles are not very good.

Even on the side of Soul Jade, there is already a strong soul clan man who died after his heart was broken by the half-saint puppet.

However, their strength is also very good. When they join forces with each other, they can directly suppress the semi-holy puppet. Looking at it like this, it is only a matter of time that they win.

In other directions, the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan also suffered some casualties, but they were not serious. They also suppressed the semi-holy puppet.

Compared with them, the last battle circle seemed a bit more tragic.

The five teams were all put together temporarily. Although each of them is not weak in strength, there is no tacit understanding of the cooperation between them, and each has its own thoughts. It is inevitable that they will be a little timid when fighting. Therefore, several Dou Zun has been buried here. into the hands of the semi-saint puppet.

This is where the most casualties occurred.

"Don't worry about them." Wei Yang shook his head lightly.

They have already dealt with the two semi-holy puppets here, and they have done enough. There is no need to participate in the rest.

If these people can't even do this, they deserve to die.

What's more, everyone is already a competitor.

Xian'er nodded.

"Brother Wei."

After Xiao Yan adjusted his breath slightly to recover, he also stood up and walked over.

He glanced at the battle circle in the distance, and then turned his gaze to the ancient Bodhi tree. In the tree a hundred feet above the ground, circles of brilliance spread out, permeating with an astonishing vitality.

"Is this the legendary Bodhicitta?" Xiao Yan walked to the other side of Wei Yang and stopped, sighing.

"That should be it." Wei Yang smiled and nodded.

"This ancient Bodhi tree is even weirder and more dangerous than we imagined."

Xian'er stared closely at the brilliance, frowned and said: "These semi-saint puppets must have been real semi-saint masters when they were alive, but even they became puppets in the end. That means that this Bodhisattva Even the semi-saint cannot deal with the ancient tree."

Hearing this, Xiao Yan also nodded solemnly.

These semi-holy puppets are not the most troublesome. Through previous battles, everyone has some understanding of these so-called semi-holy puppets.

Although these puppets claim to be half-saints, their true strength is far inferior to that of real semi-saints.

Otherwise, with these fighting masters joining forces, it would be impossible to suppress and kill him so easily.

If someone underestimates the true half-saint power because of this, then they are really wrong. After all, if it were Wei Yang instead, would you give it a try? If you don't get destroyed, you'll all be considered bullshit.

The most troublesome thing now is the ancient Bodhi tree itself, because no one knows what weird methods this thing has.

No one wants to be a puppet and be looked up to by future generations a thousand years later.

However, Xian'er glanced at Wei Yang worriedly.

In other words, it seems that he is less than half a saint and is not even qualified to become a puppet.

Bang!

While Xian'er was worried, a dull sound suddenly came from not far away.

Xian'er put away her thoughts and looked around, just in time to see the soul jade, with an expressionless punch from the front, shattering the head of their ancestor of the soul clan into a ball of pale flesh.

After getting rid of the puppet, he watched the opponent's dry, headless corpse gradually turn into powder and dissipate in the wind.

Hun Yu also let out a long breath, then raised her head and looked towards Wei Yang and the others. A warm smile quickly appeared on her originally expressionless face, and she nodded to them.

This made Wei Yang frown a little, and a trace of disgust and resentment appeared in his heart.

Xiao Yan also sneered in his heart. Is this guy performing a Sichuan Opera face-changing performance?

"Hypocritical." Xian'er also said two words lightly and looked away.

Immediately, the Soul Clan and others also hurriedly practiced cross-legged, took pills, and recovered.

After following Hunyu and others, about ten minutes later, the battle circle of the Demon Phoenix Clan that day finally gradually decided the winner.

After killing three powerful men from the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan, they finally found an opportunity and jointly blew up the half-saint puppet's head.

"Damn thing!" Jiufeng said with a gloomy expression, kicking the puppet's headless body away.

Seeing it quickly disintegrating in mid-air, Jiu Feng felt so distressed that he was almost bleeding.

In order to deal with this ghost, they had to pay three powerful elders their lives. This price was really not small.

After taking several deep breaths, he suppressed the anger in his heart and Jiufeng calmed down again.

With a wave of his hand, he took the lead and sat cross-legged on the ground, swallowed a pill in his mouth, and quickly recovered.

The four semi-holy puppets were eliminated one after another, and now only the last battlefield is left.

But no one had the intention to come to help, but they all chose to sit on the sidelines.

Obviously, no one has the habit of wasting energy to help competitors.

Everyone even thinks in their hearts that it would be best if they fight until everyone dies.

In this way, a large number of competitors will be eliminated.

"Ah~"

While everyone watched indifferently, a strong Dou Zun was torn into two halves by the half-saint puppet with his bare hands.

Blood poured down from the body of the semi-holy puppet. It looked quite bloody and terrifying.

At the same time, there were nearly thirty strong men left, and they were all red-eyed. They didn't care about the death of their teammates and took action one after another.

The powerful wind hit the half-saint puppet's head hard almost at the same time.

Bang!

Facing such a large number of joint attacks, the half-saint puppet's body trembled and its head exploded.

The aftermath of the explosion also shocked the dozen or so strong men who were closer, causing the blood in their bodies to surge, and a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spurt out.

The last Fighting Saint puppet also turned into powder and dissipated.

The five semi-saint puppets were all destroyed!

The battle was finally over, and everyone stood there in silence for a while.

In order to deal with this semi-holy puppet, the losses on their side were truly bloody and heavy.

A total of nine Dou Zun were lost.

The loss of nine Dou Zun was terrifying.