Apex War God - Chapter 1542

[1550. Chapter 1550: The Horn Sounded]

In the fierce battlefield, earth-shattering roars resounded all over the place, and the bombing sounds of various energies were also deafening. Ordinary creatures would die if they were involved in it.

More than 80,000 saints instantly lost more than 50,000, leaving only 30,000.

These 30,000 saints all have the ability to leapfrog and fight, and they are all strong contenders for martial saints. Whoever can persevere to the end is the martial saint.

“I must stay, I must stay, you bastards, give me all to die.”

“It’s all come to this point, the name of Martial Saint must have a place for me, and no one can stop it.”

“You bastards, relying on the large number, do you think you can do anything to me? How naive.”

“Ah… my arm is broken, should I just give up like this? I’m not reconciled, I’m not reconciled!”

Facing many powerful creatures, all the saints used up all their trump cards and all their combat power, just to fight for the title of “Warrior Saint”.

Martial saints represent the strongest existence of the saints, and they are worth fighting for with all their might.

It’s a pity that the creatures here seem to be killed, and they can’t stop them.

These creatures are different in strength and weakness, the weakest have the realm of little saints, and the strongest have reached the realm of gods. The number is more than ten times that of the human race, and there is really no way to form a big confrontation.

The saint of the human race depends on who persists to the end.

The troops of those giant forces are better than those of other small forces or casual cultivators. They also form formations, or burst out with various powerful cards, and they can still hold on, but they don’t know how long they can last like this. clear.

Fortunately, the profound energy in this world is extremely strong, and they feel inexhaustible whenever they move it, which is why they can always support it.

As the battle heated up, Yang Wu also felt overwhelmed, because they were being targeted by Taihu’s god-level powerhouse.

“You outsiders are a bit interesting, and you can still form a team, but it’s not enough, I want you all to die.” A huge tiger roared, it was full of evil spirits, and a giant The claws fell down, and the powerful divine power wanted to knock Yang Wu’s scapegoat away.

“That black pot is a magical weapon, I want to take it back to the clan.” Another tiger shouted.

“Not only one divine weapon, but also others, which seem to be from the Phoenix clan, all of them have been collected.” Another tiger said.

There are a total of three god-level Taihus, the strongest of which has reached the intermediate god level, but its combat power is no less than those of the high-level god level creatures.

Taihu is rumored to be the oldest race of the Tiger Clan, almost comparable to the White Tiger in the Tiger Clan.

Their combat power is terrifying, and ordinary creatures will lose their legs in the face of them.

The Heavenly Dragon Formation deployed by Lu Zhi combined the power of everyone, slaughtered many tigers, and blocked many other creatures. Those creatures were not vegetarians. The continuous attacks forced them to a corner, a certain formation Suddenly something went wrong with the eyes, and the Tianlong Formation was directly shattered by these three god-level tigers.

Puff!

Lu Zhi and the others vomited blood continuously. If Yang Wuding hadn’t been at the front, they would have all been bombarded and killed by these three tigers.

“I can’t stand it anymore, you guys continue to join forces, wait for me to stop them.” Yang Wu couldn’t care less, he threw the black pot at the strongest Taihu, and held the Big Dipper Sword in the other hand Kill it out with the death scythe.

This time, he was at full strength once again.

There is no more power left.

Refining a drop of fairy liquid in the body to replenish the loss just now, he slashed out with a sword, and a sword mark slashed across, as if to completely smash a galaxy, and another slash came out, carrying an incomparably dead air, and The power of destruction kills all living things.

Yang Wu actually picked up three god-level tigers at the same time with his own strength. It has to be said that his courage is too great.

Yang Wu activated the power of the celestial root, which can explode the same fighting power as the patriarch of the Jade Lion, and holds a magic weapon, so he naturally has such courage.

The three tigers felt Yang Wu’s strength, they all exploded in shock and unleashed amazing attacks, trying to kill Yang Wu.

Their attacks were so ferocious that Yang Wu felt like he was about to fall when he was in them.

Yang Wu could only keep smashing the black pot, forcing them not to get close, and the sword slashed violently again to fight them.

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If it weren’t for the power of immortal roots, it would be difficult for him to collide with them like this.

The strongest Taihu screamed in pain from being hit by the black pot, and the tiger’s blood spattered continuously. The other two Taihus were beheaded by swords, and they were also injured.

Yang Wu fought desperately, the lethality was too terrifying.

Yang Wu is also having a hard time. He wants to use the black pot as an attack, so the defense power is naturally much weaker. Although the Xuanwu armor on his body is strong, it still has a certain level. He continued to unload it again, and then an Emperor Jade Battle Armor appeared on his body, which was more reliable than wearing the God Armor, but he was still beaten and bruised all over.

While Yang Wu was struggling to support, Xuanyuan Huowu, Lu Zhi, Yang Zhennan and the others were also desperately supporting.

Xuanyuan Huowu and Lu Zhi finally refined the fairy liquid given by Yang Wu. After they got the fairy liquid, they had never taken it, and now they had to use it.

Their strength is soaring crazily, their realm is also rapidly improving, and more and more creatures are beheaded in their hands.

One is carrying the Phoenix Sword, and the sword is no less than that of a god-level strongman, and the lethality is very powerful.

One is holding a huge gray feather, which has been refined into a brush. Under his swing, the yin and yang qi are floating, separating many attacking creatures.

On the other hand, Yang Zhennan was fiercer than anyone else, and stronger than Xuanyuan Huowu. When Yang Wu couldn’t protect them, he stepped forward and directly confronted a god-level creature, and even won the battle. On a par, he is the most underrated of them all.

As the slaughter continued, everyone gradually felt exhausted. Even if most of the troops of the giant forces were lost, there were only a few people who could persevere.

If this continues, I’m afraid everyone will be eliminated.

Could this be the end of obtaining the Martial Saint in this way?

Yang Wu was naturally unwilling to end like this, he also wanted to slaughter the three powerful Taihus in front of him, he was ready to break through the shackles and raise his realm.

Once he breaks through in an all-round way, his combat power will rise in a straight line, and he will definitely be able to influence the situation of the battle.

However, at this moment, there was a sudden burst of calling: “Woooo…”

This sound resounded in every corner of the battlefield, even the sound of the battle was completely covered up.

After hearing this voice, the creatures in the battle seemed to have received some orders, and they all stopped fighting and quickly retreated.

Among them were some god-level creatures, and none of them stayed any longer.

Taihu who fought with Yang Wu said unwillingly: “You are lucky.”

The three Taihus also withdrew at the same time.

The remaining saints all looked inexplicable. This difficult battle came to an end with the sound of the horn?

Those saints who stayed lay on the ground on the spot, crying and crying.

“Ah…it’s finally over, it’s finally over!”

“I…are we Martial Saints? Are we Martial Saints?”

“What kind of horn sound is that? Could it be that more terrifying creatures have appeared?”

“It’s great to stay, this battle is too difficult.”

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All the saints have a feeling that they will survive the catastrophe. They really fought too hard in this battle.

Yang Wu also wanted to improve his strength, but the tiger ran away, and his realm was suppressed again.

However, it was difficult for him to press for too long.

The checkpoint is already extremely loose, and if he does not break through it, his Qi will not flow smoothly, and it will even cause “inner overflow chaos” in the dantian, and the gain will outweigh the loss.

“We must break through within half a month!” Yang Wu said with certainty.

Before Yang Wu returned to his side, all the saints became nervous when they saw a team appearing in the city.

There are not many people in this team, probably only a few hundred people, all of them belong to the prime of life, each of them is riding an extremely powerful creature, some are riding a tiger, some are riding a reckless ox, and some are riding a jade lion. Animal skins, shoulders exposed, feather hoops on their heads, and some weird colors painted on their faces, each of them has a rigid look, with a very strong fighting spirit, like a soldier going out, majestic and powerful. mighty.

Is it just these dozens of people who scare away hundreds of thousands of creatures?

If not, did you not see other creatures again?

Soon, when the saints saw the ancient horns in their hands, they were sure that these people came out to frighten those creatures and rescued them.

Is their deterrent really that powerful?

The team slowly walked towards the saints.

The horse’s hoofbeats kept ringing, as if knocking on the hearts of the saints, making them all breathless.

The saints quickly refined the elixir, and the holy spring recovered its combat power to avoid being raided by these aborigines.

“I’ll give you a chance to enter the city and rush over from us. Whoever can enter the city will stay, and whoever can’t enter the city will get out.” The middle-aged man who was leading the ride on the tiger said quietly, and paused for a while. He added: “By the way, only 10,000 of you can enter the city.”

Right now, there are still about 17,000 saints, which also means that there are still 7,000 people to be eliminated.

However, this is very good news for the saints.

They have stayed until now in order to become martial saints, and breaking through the hundreds of people in front of them means that they will become martial saints.

Someone yelled: “Now it’s our turn to bully the more and the less, everyone go.”

“The last 10,000 people will be Martial Saints. Even if I try my best, I will become a Martial Saint.”

“Whoever stops me from killing anyone, I will become a martial artist.”

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[End of this Chapter]