Chapter 275: The situation is treacherous and the war breaks out again
Wan Zhaohua's face was indifferent, but his aura had obviously dropped a lot, and continued to decline little by little as time passed.

It seemed that the altar was broken and the blessing of the earth's energy was also seriously affected. Wan Zhaohua could now only barely maintain the strength of the newly promoted Yang God.

But he looked at Fang Xun calmly and said lightly.

"Are you Fang Xun?

Your assassination five days ago forced me to cooperate with the emperor's uncle, and now you have put me in a desperate situation. I really found a good helper."

It can be said that Fang Xun made him fall directly into a dangerous situation from a situation where he was sure to win.

The altar was broken and his strength was about to be reduced to its original state. When the white mist completely dissipated, no matter whether it was Wan Zhenhai or Old Man Mo, he could easily crush him to death with just one hand or one foot!
There were also countless warriors who came to watch the ceremony on the East Suburb Plain. They would definitely not hesitate to fight alongside him, the demon leader of the Forgetful Way.

But when Wan Zhaohua looked at Fang Xun, there was no trace of anger or resentment in his expression or tone, only indifference in his eyes.

"I don't care whether you are Wan Zhaohua or Zhen Yunzi. No matter what you say, you will not survive this day!"

Fang Xun said this calmly, then turned to look at Wan Zhenhai.

"Your Majesty, don't you have anything to say about what happened just now? For example, think about whether you should commit suicide immediately or resist and be killed by us?"

"Why can't I understand what you are talking about?"

Wan Zhenhai suddenly revealed a kind smile and said.

"Wasn't it that Wan Zhaohua used some strange magic just now? Even Mr. Zhengde and I couldn't defeat him even if we joined forces. Even Mr. Zhengde died at the hands of this beast."

Yu Jiaolong and Old Man Mo's faces turned cold when they heard this. This guy was so shameless that it was jaw-dropping.

Everything that happened on the hilltop just now was shrouded in white fog, and outsiders were completely unaware of it, so Wan Zhenhai could make up any story he wanted.

Fang Xun sighed and said, "My Lord Zhenhai, you are only making me more determined to kill you."

"Haha, you are such a joke kid," Wan Zhenhai just laughed when he heard it, "It's all thanks to you for breaking this beast's altar, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous."

Suddenly, Wan Zhenhai looked at Wan Zhaohua and his expression turned cold instantly.

"This beast is extremely vicious. To prevent him from repeating himself, let me capture him first and then we can slowly talk about the rest!"

Boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, Wan Zhenhai took a step forward, his robes fluttering with the surging energy of his true energy, and he clenched his five fingers into a fist and instantly thrust it out.

The punch was like a dragon soaring into the sky, sweeping across the wilderness, and blasting towards Wan Zhaohua with the force of moving mountains and seas.

After the isolating effect of the white fog weakened, Wan Zhenhai's punch, after connecting with the Qi of heaven and earth, finally reached the level of a Yangshen Grandmaster.

The fist force crossed a distance of twenty or thirty feet in an instant, and the void collapsed to form a fist mark.

Wan Zhaohua's expression remained indifferent, but the next moment a white dragon emerged from the ground in front of him.

The white dragon was much smaller than before, and its body was chaotic and unstable, but it still managed to stretch out one claw.

boom--

The fists and claws collided, and the white dragon collapsed in an instant, but Wan Zhaohua's figure disappeared on the spot during the gap, and a palm attacked Wan Zhenhai from the side.

The palm wind was still fierce, but Wan Zhenhai no longer took it seriously. He raised his hand and slapped it back, and the collision of the true energy created a gust of air.

Boom——

Wan Zhaohua was pushed back a step, and the ground beneath his feet cracked instantly, but the next moment the opponent's fist hit him in the face again, so he could only dodge and stop the head-on fight.

Brush-brush-brush-

For a moment, Wan Zhaohua avoided the attack and started fighting with Wan Zhenhai.

On the other side, Fang Xun was watching with great interest, but Wan Zhaohua looked very embarrassed and could only dodge the attack left and right.

"Fang Xun, what should we do?"

Yu Jiaolong frowned and asked, and Old Man Mo also looked unwilling: "Is it really over?"

They all understood Wan Zhenhai's attitude just now very well. He wanted to make a big thing small and a small thing nothing.

Everyone just pretended that what happened just now never happened. Wang Zhengde did not die because of his sneak attack, but he joined forces with him to fight Wan Zhaohua and was killed by the opponent in the battle.

In this way, Yu Jiaolong inherited the throne, and he returned to the Imperial Clan House in the capital, and everyone kept to themselves. But even if they could let it go, could Wan Zhenhai?
Will he really just pretend it never happened?
The feud has already been formed. Wan Zhenhai, as the Grand Master of Yangshen, has a very high status in the royal family. If he really continues to target them, it will be very troublesome.

But Old Man Mo and Yu Jiaolong also felt that it was unrealistic to kill Wan Zhenhai on the spot.

The opponent is a veteran master of the Yangshen realm, and Old Man Mo on our side is just a newcomer. A head-on fight is no problem, but a long battle will surely lead to defeat!
Even if we add Fang Xun, who can temporarily rely on the purple gold bowl to gain the Yang God combat power, there is still Wan Zhaohua, who is at the end of his Yang God combat power.

It’s not enough to kill Wan Zhenhai!

Both of them looked at Fang Xun, wanting him to make the decision.

Fang Xun also frowned and did not answer their questions for the time being. His eyes were fixed on the two people fighting in the field, as if he was observing and thinking about something.

Yu Jiaolong and Old Man Mo didn't rush him and just waited patiently.

After a long while, the white fog nearby became thinner.

With a bang, Wan Zhaohua was accidentally hit by a punch, and blood oozes from the corner of his mouth, but he immediately dodged and barely avoided the enemy's next attack.

As time goes by, the strength bestowed on Wan Zhaohua by the Feng Shui terrain will become less and less, until he finally falls below the Yin Shen realm, and it is only a matter of time before Wan Zhenhai kills him.

boom--

The violent energy was boiling and running wild, and Wan Zhenhai threw out another punch, but this time Wan Zhaohua was a little slower and didn't have time to dodge the punch.

Just as he was about to be hit, a clear sword chant was heard echoing through the mountain top.

choke--

In the scarlet sword light, there was only extreme murderous intent and unparalleled speed.

Fang Xun followed the sword and a blood mist rolled up along the way, with traces of pure and holy Buddha's light emerging from it.

Maha Five Destinies - The Path of Blood and Dust of Death
It was like a golden and red waterfall spanning a distance of dozens of feet, rushing towards Wan Zhenhai.

"Kill Wan Zhenhai!"

The speed of this sword was extremely fast. It was not until this time that Fang Xun's voice reached the ears of Old Man Mo.

"Um?!"

Wan Zhenhai's eyelids jumped. Feeling the threat from behind, he turned around in an instant.

But he saw him spreading his arms wide, and shooting at Fang Xun and Wan Zhaohua at the same time, one on the left and one on the right.

boom--

The golden-red waterfall shattered and dispersed into a blood-mist-like aura that filled the sky. Astonishing light and heat spread in all directions along with the air waves.

But after Fang Xun and Wan Zhaohua collided head-on, they both retreated quickly.

Fang Xun's face was a little pale at this time. After all, it was just the power added by external force. After colliding with the real Yangshen Grandmaster, he felt a little weak.

Wan Zhenhai was furious and a ferocious smile appeared on his face.

"You kid don't know how to live or die!"

Just as he was about to catch up with Fang Xun and launch an attack, suddenly another golden light appeared and passed over Fang Xun, like a golden dragon flying across the sky, swinging its tail towards him.

It was Old Man Mo who also joined the battle!

Before Fang Xun could catch his breath after his attack, the gap was immediately filled by Old Man Mo, and the coordination between the two was perfect.

It also gave Wan Zhaohua, who was almost pushed to his limit, a chance to breathe.

"You are really going too far. You want to die? I will grant your wish!"

Wan Zhenhai was furious, but he laughed out of anger. In an instant, the air around his body surged, and a dragon-shaped energy was blasted out to meet the golden light.

boom--

Amid the roar of explosions, the war begins again!

(End of this chapter)