Chapter 13359 Give You Treasures

Chapter 13359 Give You Treasures
The battle between the two broke out instantly, with fists and swords interweaving like a violent storm. Their strength was evenly matched, and every time they fought, it seemed as if the world was shaking, and the air was filled with a thick bloody and murderous atmosphere.

It was difficult to determine the winner in a short period of time, and this battle was destined to be a protracted one.

At the same time, Hun Huan's situation was not optimistic. He was besieged by Hun Wu Jue and other Hun Clan masters and was trapped in a desperate situation. Those masters either had fierce boxing skills or sharp swordsmanship, and every move and style was aimed directly at the vital points, making it difficult for Hun Huan to resist.

Although he fought hard, he still seemed powerless and unable to escape.

The situation on the battlefield was still not good, and the air was filled with tension and despair. Everyone was fighting for survival, for honor, and for the beliefs in their hearts.

"Boy, no one can save you today!" The voice of the third high priest was as cold as ice. He looked at Ling Xiao coldly, with a sarcastic smile at the corner of his mouth.

At this time, six Holy Sword Knights had silently surrounded Ling Xiao. They held long swords with cold light flashing on the tips of their swords, like six cheetahs ready to strike, ready to launch a fatal attack at any time.

You know, these six Holy Sword Knights are all powerful people in the Condensation Realm. Although they are only at the lower level of the Condensation Realm, the pressure and strength belonging to the strong people in the Condensation Realm are beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Each of their moves contained the power to destroy mountains. Even a genius like Ling Xiao would need to give his all to barely cope with any one of them.

At this moment, Ling Xiao was surrounded and facing the siege of six Holy Sword Knights. His face was solemn and stern.

He knew very well that with his current strength, it was undoubtedly a foolish dream to fight against these six people at the same time. Every time he fought with the Holy Sword Knight, he felt powerless, as if a mountain was pressing on his heart, making it difficult for him to breathe.

"This is really troublesome." Ling Xiao sighed inwardly, with a hint of helplessness and determination in his eyes. He knew that he couldn't just sit there and wait for death, and he had to find a way to break this deadlock.

At this moment, a roar like thunder broke the silence of the battlefield. "As if we don't exist, right?" Along with the roar, a figure swept in like a gust of wind. It was Cheng Shifei. He had been hesitating whether to offend the Holy Church, but at this moment, he had made up his mind.

Cheng Shifei's eyes were filled with anger and resentment. He couldn't stand the despicable and tyrannical behavior of the Holy Hall. Not only did they want to kill Long Yingtian, they also wanted to kill Ling Xiao, the future star of the Demon Suppression Mansion. This made him feel extremely angry and sad.

"I can't let the Demon Suppression Mansion fall into depravity!" Cheng Shifei roared in his heart, his eyes flashing with determination. He knew very well that if Long Yingtian and Ling Xiao died, the Demon Suppression Mansion would really have no hope. He couldn't let this happen, he had to stand up and fight for the future of the Demon Suppression Mansion.

At this moment, Cheng Shifei no longer had any hesitation or fear. He only had the faith and determination to fight. He was ready to use his own strength to break the deadlock, save Ling Xiao and Long Yingtian, and protect the glory and future of the Demon Suppression Mansion.

Cheng Shifei was very strong. He was like an unshakable mountain. He single-handedly blocked the siege of six Holy Sword Knights and did not lose the upper hand at all.

His figure shuttled across the battlefield, and every swing of his sword was accompanied by a thunderous force, dispelling the attacks of the Holy Sword Knights one by one. His eyes were firm and cold, as if he had already put life and death aside, just to protect the faith and glory in his heart.

On the other side, the voice of the third high priest was as cold and ruthless as ice. His order was like the scythe of the god of death, cutting through the noise of the battlefield.

"Don't worry about the Holy Maiden of Heavenly Soul for now. Kill Ling Xiao first and take away the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword from him." This sentence was like an invisible order. The seven Holy Sword Knights who were originally preparing to kill the Holy Maiden of Heavenly Soul quickly adjusted their targets and pounced on Ling Xiao like hungry wolves.

Ling Xiao's face suddenly changed when he saw this. He knew that his strength was far inferior to that of these Holy Sword Knights, and he was in a desperate situation at the moment. However, he did not give up, but gritted his teeth and prepared to face the upcoming life-and-death battle.

Seeing this, the Holy Maiden Tianhun became extremely anxious.

She wanted to stop him, but someone suddenly appeared in front of her and blocked her way. It was Hun Wuxu, and his eyes were filled with complex emotions, including respect for the Holy Maiden of Heavenly Soul, as well as helplessness and sighs for her actions.

"Saint, please stop. If you do this, you will only put yourself in an irretrievable situation." Hun Wuxu's voice was low and powerful, full of threats and coercion.

"Traitor!" The voice of the Holy Maiden of Heavenly Soul was as cold as ice. She stared at Hun Wuxu intently, her eyes full of anger and disappointment. She once regarded Hun Wuxu as a companion and comrade-in-arms, but at this moment, he stood against her and became a lackey of the Holy Church.

"Get out of the way. I can't control you if you want to join the Holy Temple, but you can't control what I do either." There was unquestionable determination in the tone of the Holy Maiden Tianhun. Her words were like a sharp blade, piercing Hun Wuxu's heart.

There was a determination gleam in her eyes, as if she was ready to fight to the death with Hun Wuxu.

After saying this, the Heavenly Soul Saint controlled the Dharma Soul True Body and rushed towards Hun Wuxu like a flash of lightning. Her figure drew a graceful arc in the air, and the Dharma Soul True Body emitted a brilliant light, as if it was going to swallow up the entire world.

With the treasure in her possession, her fighting power was indeed stronger than Hun Wuxu. For a moment, she suppressed Hun Wuxu to the point where he could hardly breathe.

Hun Wuxu's face turned extremely ugly. He felt the powerful pressure from the Holy Maiden Tianhun, as if a mountain was pressing on his heart, making it difficult for him to breathe.

He secretly regretted in his heart, why did he choose to join the Holy Temple when he was so obsessed? But now, there was no way out, he could only bite the bullet and fight.

At this moment, the three chief priests in the sky casually threw a bronze mirror to Hun Wuxu. The bronze mirror emitted a faint fluorescence, as if it contained some mysterious power.

"This is a great thing from your Soul Clan. It can increase your soul power several times and kill the Heavenly Soul Saint!" The voice of the third high priest echoed in Hun Wuxu's ears like a magic sound, causing an inexplicable excitement in his heart.

Hun Wuxu caught the bronze mirror and looked at it carefully. He could feel that this bronze mirror was indeed extraordinary, and the power contained in it was enough to greatly increase his strength. He was secretly happy in his heart, thinking that with this bronze mirror, he might be able to defeat the Heavenly Soul Saint.

"Thank you, Third High Priest!" There was a flash of surprise and excitement in Hun Wuxu's eyes that was difficult to conceal.