I was favored by the evil god, and I became a white-bone bodhisattva.

'Hurry, hurry, hurry'

Seeing that the Zhao army's formation was really beginning to waver, Chen Feixiao tensed up and kept praying to Xuanzu that the Sword Saint could arrive in time.

His eyes followed the Sword Master's movements, and soon the man let out an imperceptible sigh of relief.

This group of elite soldiers of his was bound to suffer heavy casualties, but they managed to hold back those guys holding the magical weapons.

It was mainly due to the Sword Saint's contribution. If it weren't for him...

"General, look!"

His deputy general shouted, and another group of cavalrymen holding emerald green scimitars rushed out from the Cang army.

Cheng Feixiao's eyelids twitched wildly and he almost cursed out loud.

Where did the Cang Kingdom get so many magical weapons? How the hell should we fight this war? !

"You lead the team yourself. If you can't stop them, you can handle it yourself."

If you can't stop it, you will die. There is nothing else you can do.

"Yes," the deputy general immediately took the order and left.

Cheng Feixiao watched the deputy general leave with a melancholy look. This man had followed him for seventeen years, so it was not an exaggeration to call him a brother.

......

"Kill, kill!"

The battlefield was filled with shouts of killing, but Cheng Feixiao's eyes never left the team where his deputy general was.

His breathing gradually became heavy, and when he saw his deputy general being knocked off his horse, he couldn't help but feel dizzy.

It’s over, the coalition forces will lose this battle!

The Shang-Zhao coalition forces had not yet shown obvious signs of defeat, but Cheng Feixiao knew that the situation was hopeless.

Just when his mind was blank, a cold voice sounded in his ears.

[Retreat to preserve our military strength. We cannot win. I order you to retreat now.]

Are you, the Night Walker?

You're fighting three people at the same time and you still have the energy to observe the movements of the entire army and send me a message?

You are so capable, why don’t you spare some effort to help my poor deputy general!

"You still have time!"

Ignoring the stunned expressions of the people around him, Cheng Feixiao roared: "It's not too late for you to take action now!"

His voice echoed far away, but there was no response.

After a long while, a general said in panic: "Oh no, the Zhao army's formation has been breached. General, the Zhao army can no longer be stopped."

"..."

"Retreat, preserve our military strength, retreat!"

Cheng Feixiao's eyes turned red, he believed that the coalition forces could win this time.

As long as Night Wanderer uses his full strength, the coalition forces will definitely win!

But no, no--

As soon as Cheng Feixiao withdrew his troops, Yeyoushen easily forced the three great cultivators to retreat and flew back slowly.

Upon seeing this, the two fellow disciples of Bai Gu Dao and He Jianjiao all looked strange and stopped attacking.

After a moment, He Jianjiao couldn't help but ask, "Can we really report to Xuanzu if we go back like this?"

"Who cares? We won this time anyway."

Bai Tianqing pressed his forehead and his first order after returning to the army was not to pursue the Shang army.

"This god is guarding the Shang army from afar in the sky, so it is best not to anger him too much."

......

Out of fear of the night-wandering god, the Shang army was spared during the day.

But there was no one in the Zhao army that made him worried, so General Bai immediately led the cavalry to surround and kill them.

"What preparations do you have to make?"

While watching the battlefield, Lu Shenghua asked He Jianjiao beside him.

The relationship between the two has never been very good, but he is indeed interested in "Breaking the Dragon Vein" and "Turning the Snake into a Dragon".

"Everything is ready. Lord Bai Dao is helping me prepare. I will just take a break now and gather my strength."

Lu Shenghua nodded and stopped talking to him.

The situation was hopeless, and organized Zhao soldiers on the battlefield kept dropping their weapons and surrendering.

Although we have declared that those who surrender will not be killed, we are bound to break our promise this time.

About an incense stick of time later, Bai Tianqing came to He Jianjiao covered in blood.

"Palace Master, when do you think we can start?"

"That's it now!"

As Bai Tianqing's order was issued, all the captured Zhao soldiers were forced to start digging pits.

It’s not that they don’t have doubts or bad guesses.

But the weapons at hand have been confiscated, and it is too late to resist now.

Furthermore...

Of the 250,000 Zhao troops, perhaps less than 50,000 died on the battlefield.

There are so many people left, it’s impossible to kill them all, right?

Who dares to bear such a bad reputation!

Amidst the anxiety, big pits were dug one after another.

Then, the Cang soldiers ordered the prisoners to jump down.

"God damn it, you dare? You really dare!"

"Mercy, mercy! I am the only young and strong man in my family. I don't want to go to the battlefield."

.....

An obscure spell sounded from He Jianjiao's mouth. As countless Zhao people were killed, the spells engraved on his body began to move as if they had life.

Dark clouds began to gather in the sky, and a green snake crawled out from the sleeve of the Immortal, emitting a hissing sound that was a mixture of excitement and anxiety.

Bai Tianqing and Lu Shenghua looked at each other and walked away from the center of the spell without making a sound.

'The resentment on the battlefield is constantly gathering in He Jianjiao's hands. He is so brave to take on the resentment of more than 200,000 people.'

Lu Shenghua looked solemn, thinking that this He guy was simply a lunatic.

Bai Tianqing kept looking at He Jianjiao's expression and estimating the extent of his mana loss.

"Once this curse is cast, regardless of whether it succeeds or not, He Jianjiao will lose half his life."

"When the time comes..."

Should I kill him with a sword?

After some thought during the day, Qing decided to proceed based on the circumstances.

If it fails, it will be beheaded. If the green snake transforms into a dragon and protects its master, it will not be beheaded.

If the green snake transforms into a dragon and leaves He Jianjiao, then grab the green dragon first and then turn around and kill it.

He Jianjiao's hair began to turn gray in large patches, and his whole body shriveled up, becoming like a little old man.

Even so, the Immortal's eyes were still fanatical.

He suddenly raised his right hand, and all the spells and resentment were concentrated in this hand, turning into a terrifying cursed sword.

He turned his hand into a sword and slashed through the void.

"Break the dragon vein!"

With a roar, the cursed sword disappeared into the void and fiercely slashed the destiny of the Zhao State.

Boom --

There was a loud thunder in the sky, and He Jianjiao's right hand was broken at the root.

But at the same time, a piece of something that looked like wood and bone fell out from the void.

Chapter 422: Three-clawed Green Dragon

"Swallow the dragon vein and transform into a dragon!"

In fact, there was no need for He Jianjiao to remind him. The moment the dragon vein fell out of the void, the green snake had already pounced on it.

Its body suddenly swelled up, and it opened its bloody mouth to swallow the dragon vein.

After swallowing the dragon vein, the green snake rolled on the ground in pain as if it had taken some poison.

"Hold on, hold on."

"It's not easy to transform from a snake into a dragon, and it's not easy to transform your bloodline. You have to hold on even if you die!"

He Jianjiao's entire attention was focused on the green snake, and he was totally unaware that a wisp of black mist was floating out of his palms and eyes.

Bai Tianqing and Lu Shenghua noticed this unusual phenomenon, but they both did not remind him.

"hiss--"

Four bloody holes suddenly appeared on the green snake's belly. Looking closely, it seemed as if something was struggling to stretch out from it.

"It's almost done, it's almost done! The claws are about to grow, you're going to become a dragon!"

He Jianjiao was dancing with joy. At this time, wisps of black mist gathered behind his head to form a dark cloud, and two small hands slowly emerged from the cloud.

"hiss!"

The green snake banged its head against the ground frantically, and after uttering a terrifying cry, it collapsed to the ground without any movement.

died?

Unfortunately, he died from the pain.

How, how is this possible!

"How is it possible--"

He Jianjiao knelt on the ground and cried bitterly. A dark cloud flew down quickly, but didn't know whether to reach out or not.

【...】

Maru was also wondering whether he should let his pet reach out. It seemed meaningless to do so now.

It should have been earlier, but who knew, huh?

Maruzi was the first to react, and Bai Tianqing was the second.

"The vitality is not extinguished, and a new consciousness is born in the body!"

Bai Tianqing's roar immediately ignited hope in He Jianjiao's heart.

He raised his head and looked at the half-snake, half-dragon creature, but why was it pitch black in front of him and he couldn't see anything?

No, I want to witness the green snake transform into a dragon.

I want to witness, I want to witness!

My, my great wish, great, wish.

........

After being swept away by Wanzi at the Sword Saint Villa, the Blind Monster was not swallowed directly as a snack by the latter, but was well raised.

This strange creature was also quite lucky, as it was fed by Wanzi and reached the level of immortality in a short period of time.

Although it is a quick product, it is at the bottom of the list of longevity products and has no potential at all.

But in He Jianjiao’s current state, if he is caught off guard and his eyes are blinded, he will definitely be dead!