Although Mo Yu tried his best to resist, he was quickly defeated by Jiang Yu's attack like a storm.

The magic sword Aguston in his hand fell out of his hand, and he fell to his knees, gasping for breath, with unwillingness in his eyes.

Seeing this scene, not to mention Shui Qinglan, even the lords on Mo Yu's side, such as Xi Yan, Sheng Huijun and others, were stunned.

As powerful as Mo Yu, he could only last a few rounds?

This is incredible!

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would not have known that the demon lord Mo Yu, who was famous in the elite area and renowned for his personal combat power, was actually defeated by the human lord Jiang Yu in just a few rounds!
Is this sword really that powerful?
Mo Yu's heart was filled with horror at this moment.

He never expected that the sword would be so tough beyond imagination!
What kind of mysterious sword is this?
Thinking of this, Mo Yu's face became extremely gloomy. He quickly turned to look at Xi Yan and other lords, and said in a firm tone:

"Let's work together. We must get the sword no matter what!"

At this moment, face is no longer the primary consideration for Mo Yu.

Losing to Jiang Yu did make him feel humiliated, but in comparison.

If they fail to successfully grab the sword at this moment, all the creatures of their tribe will face a crisis of life and death!

Xi Yan and other lords were all shocked when they heard Mo Yu's words.

They also didn't expect that Mo Yu would ask them for help in the field of combat where he was best.

Of course, they also quickly realized the seriousness of the situation, so without any ridicule or hesitation, they came to Mo Yu, fought side by side with him, and launched a fierce attack on Jiang Yu together!

Jiang Yu was forced to engage in a fierce battle with Mo Yu and six other powerful lords of all races!
Seeing this scene, Shui Qinglan and others showed an expression of disbelief on their faces:
"This is too much. Seven people besieging one person. This is not fair!"

"Let's go help too!"

Luo Yucheng shook his head solemnly:

"It's futile for us to go up. Although we have practiced some skills, our combat power is far behind that of Mo Yu and the others."

"In this battle, we can only rely on Jiang Yu himself!"

Next, they watched this incredible competition, their hearts filled with shock.

Jiang Yu faced off against seven famous lords in the elite area: Mo Yu, Xi Yan, Bi Luo, Xiao Yue, You Sui, Cang Lan and Sheng Hui Jun.

As soon as the battle started, Mo Yu snorted coldly, swung the weapon in his hand, and collided with Jiang Yu's sword, making a deafening sound.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Yu faced Xi Yan again.

Xi Yan is the leader of the gods and is extremely powerful. With a flash of light in his hand, a streak of divine power attacks Jiang Yu.

Jiang Yu moved to the side and swung his sword, cutting off the stream of divine power.

The two men then engaged in close combat, weapons clashed, sparks flew.

At this time, the holy lord Shenghuijun also joined the battle.

He held a shining holy sword in his hand, with the tip of the sword pointing at Jiang Yu.

Jiang Yu's eyes focused, and he swung his sword, colliding with the holy sword.

Two powerful forces met in the air, making a roaring sound.

Facing the siege of the three lords, Jiang Yu was not afraid at all, and he shuttled across the battlefield like a ghost. Sometimes he fought with Mo Yu, sometimes he fought with Xi Yan, and sometimes he confronted Sheng Hui Jun.

Every swing of the sword was precise and powerful, neutralizing the enemy's attacks one by one.

The battle became more and more intense. Jiang Yu's sword drew tracks in the air and constantly collided with the enemy's weapons.

Relying on his extraordinary reaction speed and superb swordsmanship, he charged left and right amid the enemy's siege and always remained undefeated.

One round, two rounds, three rounds... The battle continued, and Jiang Yu fought with the seven lords for more than a hundred rounds.

Every confrontation was thrilling, but Jiang Yu never lost!
All the creatures of various races around as well as human lords and generals were extremely shocked and their eyes closely followed every move on the battlefield.

Jiang Yu, holding the mysterious sword, seemed to have gained infinite power in an instant during the battle.

His swordsmanship became more and more fierce, and every time he swung the sword, it carried unparalleled power, as if he had really become a peerless strong man, invincible in this world!
Just like that, after the two sides fought for 150 rounds, Mo Yu, Xi Yan, Bi Luo, Xiao Yue, You Sui, Cang Lan, Sheng Hui Jun and others finally had to retreat temporarily.

Their figures seemed a little staggering and they were panting. It was obvious that their physical strength, magic power, magical power and divine power had been greatly consumed.

Xi Yan's face was gloomy, and he looked at Jiang Yu with a look of unwillingness: "Damn it, Jiang Yu is so strong!"

Even if the seven lords attacked together, they were no match for Jiang Yu!
On the other side, Shui Qinglan and others were filled with joy. They watched Jiang Yu being invincible on the battlefield, and their hearts were filled with pride and confidence.

Jiang Yu is undoubtedly a very powerful existence at the moment. At least for the current situation, they no longer need to worry too much.

Jiang Yu held a long sword, with the tip of the sword pointing at Mo Yu and the other seven lords. His eyes were firm and calm.

"Mo Yu, do you have anything else to say?" Jiang Yu's voice was calm and powerful.

Mo Yu looked at Jiang Yu unwillingly, his expression extremely ugly.

at the same time.

Outside the central hall, God Lot, dressed in gorgeous armor, came here with the army of the God Clan.

Although they had gone through a series of wars and their total number had been reduced to less than 40 million, they still had an army of more than 30 million.

This force is enough to create an overwhelming advantage over Mo Yu and Jiang Yu's troops.

However, when Shinlot led his army to the central hall, he found that the door of the central hall was closed and there was no sign of opening.

This scene made Shinroth frown, and an ominous premonition surged in his heart.

"Did you really see them go in?" Shenlot turned to ask a Protoss scout warrior, with a hint of doubt in his voice.

If the reconnaissance troops had not witnessed it with their own eyes, he would have suspected that the door of the central hall had never been opened!

"Lord Shinroth, they did go in!" the Protoss warrior answered firmly, without any hesitation or fear in his eyes.

Shenluo Te's brows furrowed more and more, and more doubts and uneasiness surged in his heart.

Could it be that Jiang Yu and the others were locked up in the central hall?

If this is true, then it will be difficult for him to take action.

Although Jiang Yu was trapped in the central hall and would die sooner or later, Shenluo Te could not be sure when Jiang Yu would die.

This made him feel very difficult, because if Jiang Yu didn't die, he would have a hard time explaining to the Lord God King when he returned. (End of this chapter)

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