C260 Both have a backup

Zhao Shenglong had always believed in Zhao Mingzhe, so he didn't hesitate at all at this moment. He didn't ask any questions and directly gave all the rewards he had obtained from the tournament to Zhao Mingzhe.

Zheng Qiuyue muttered to herself for a bit, and without hesitation, she handed the remaining two raw crystals to Zhao Mingzhe.

A Que creased her brows, and said coldly:

"At a time like this, you still remember these things!"

Zhao Mingzhe coldly glanced at A Que, but did not say anything more, and instead swallowed all of the raw crystals and a few animal core s one by one.

Su Xie frowned at this time, opened his mouth and said:

"A Que, give him all the raw crystals in your body!"

"Prince, why did you give it to him, at this time …"

"What, you don't want to hear what I have to say? Give it to him! "

A Que furrowed her brows, and in the end, handed over a few raw crystals and animal core s. Zhao Mingzhe didn't reject any of them, and ate all of them, then directly closed his eyes and started to meditate!

"I don't understand. Even if he could break through to the next level, wasn't he still an Artifact Soul Cultivator? Could it be that it can affect the battle between the Spirit realm experts? "

Su Xie looked at A Que and spoke in an ice-cold voice:

"No one knows if A Weng can defeat Yan Jun. If an accident really happens, other than Zhao Mingzhe who has a dual artifact soul, who else can we trust?"

The moment Su Xie's voice fell, the two people battling in the air simultaneously let out explosive roars. A Weng's hands flew out, and the Dragon Eagle Divine Claw once again struck out.

Whistling sounds continuously came out from the surging force. A Weng looked at his somewhat skinny hand that carried an incomparable power and grabbed onto the blade edge of the huge blade.

"Break for me!"

Following the shout, blood faintly flowed out from the corner of A Weng's mouth, but the aura his entire body was emitting, had more than doubled.

Crack! Crack! * The sword broke into pieces at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the span of a few breaths, more than half of the over thirty meter long blade had been shattered by the Dragon Eagle Divine Claw!

A Weng's aura once again soared, the Dragon Eagle Divine Claw continued to shatter the blade with an unstoppable force.

Just as the longsword was about to shatter into pieces, a towering force gushed forth from the back of Yanaro. Following which, the illusory image of the soul of a longsword appeared.

The spectators all thought that they had seen wrongly. Yan Jun was clearly using a giant blade, but he actually used a long sword and a soul.

According to common sense, the artifact spirit would not lie the most. Looking at the current situation, the weapon that the Ghost Gate King was most proficient in should be the longsword.

A Weng's expression was also somewhat surprised, he was just about to retreat a little and avoid the other party's scheme, but he suddenly realised that a blood-red light suddenly flickered!

Following the flickering of the red light, with the Yama as the circle, countless streaks of red light formed an oval shape. The spectators, as well as A Weng, had all realized that this red light was produced by a long sword.

Following that, the circular sword qi formed by Yan Junand appeared above A Weng's head. From the looks of it, the circular sword image that the sword had formed seemed like a blood-red sun that was falling from the horizon, bringing along the power that could destroy everything, as it enveloped A Weng!

After dodging the attack, A Weng turned around, and using the fleeing vitality as a support, his body proudly rushed up, meeting the round image head on.

An incomparably loud sound of impact rang out. However, the aura of the circular shadow did not weaken due to the impact from the Divine Claw Dragon Eagle's claws, instead it increased sharply.

With a muffled groan, the five fingers of A Weng's right hand were instantly twisted away, the circular figure of light disappeared, and a blood red sword rushed forward like lightning towards the severely injured A Weng.

In that moment, A Weng still did not retreat a single inch, his left hand shaped like a dragon claw, and suddenly counterattacked!

With a "puchi", the longsword pierced through A Weng's body, while the figure of the Demon Lord disappeared into the air in the blink of an eye, without a trace.

It had to be said that Yan Jun's use of the Hidden Shadow art far surpassed those assassins of the Ghost Gate. He could hide his body whenever he wanted to during a battle.

Seeing that A Weng's last strike was about to hit nothing, A Weng's arm underwent a weird change. It was as if his elbow had suddenly turned 90 degrees in the opposite direction, and his "dragon claw" tore towards the sky.

A muffled groan could be heard as five wounds appeared on his chest and his body flashed again.

Yan Jun's wrist turned, and the long sword in A Weng's body spun a bit. Following that, his left hand heavily struck A Weng's chest!

Amidst the wild spurting of blood, A Weng's body unavoidably fell to the ground.

A Que suddenly roared out, and without caring about anything, she caught A Weng's falling figure.

"Ga beng" sounds rang out all over his body, and the incomparably strong impact caused A Que's two arms to become somewhat deformed. The intense pain caused A Que's face to become extremely twisted.

A Weng, who had suffered two fatal injuries, did not die immediately after being hit by A Que's attack.

When the last few Shadow Death Soldiers died generously, Su Xie's expression had always been cold, without much change. But looking at A Weng who was on the verge of death, Su Xie's face, for the first time, became twisted.

A Weng tugged on Su Xie's sleeve with all his might, and said a little weakly:

"This old servant might not be able to bring the prince back to his homeland."

Su Xie shook his head, the expression on his face was somewhat complex.

"Hai, forget it. Didn't you say before that a place of peace is the homeland? "Now, all of my plans have been completed, and I still lost in the end. I am not unwilling, rather, my heart is at peace. This Setting Sun Slope is our homeland."

The independent Yama, holding a blood-red longsword in his hand, looked at A Weng and slowly said:

"If it were not for the fact that your heart veins have never fully recovered, This Sovereign might not have been able to win against you. But now, each of you have your own master. In order to fulfill the request of the new King, I can only send you all on your way! "

As he spoke, traces of blood flowed out from the corner of Yan Jun's mouth. Evidently, A Weng's strange counterattack after being heavily injured had also caused Yan Jun.

"Farewell!"

The moment Yama's voice fell, he rushed over with great speed, his sword bringing with him a mournful gust of wind, straight towards Su Xie!

Zhao Shenglong and Zheng Qiuyue shouted out in anger, and stabbed towards Yan Junwith their swords and sabers at the same time!

"A mantis blocking a chariot with its arms!"

Zhao Shenglong and Zheng Qiuyue's weapons were both cut in half, and before they could even react, the two of them had already been hit, and with their mouths spitting out fresh blood, they fell to the ground.

"Even if you want to die, you shouldn't be in such a hurry. Even if this king is injured, it's not like you ants will be able to resist. Once Su Xie dies, this king will send all of you on your way. "

As Yama said this, the clanging sound of the sword rose up again as it thrust straight towards Su Xie!

In that split-second, a strong gush of energy rushed towards the sky from Su Xie's back. Following that, to everyone's disbelief, Zhao Mingzhe's figure suddenly leaped out, emitting an extremely imposing manner, as though he was not even slightly injured anymore …