Yu Haoran finally stabilized his body. His face was full of anger and his eyes were wide open, as if he was about to spit out fire. He glared at Luo Jia and shouted loudly: "Luo Jia, you are so brave. You dare to attack our Zhengqi Hall. Do you don't know the relationship between our Zhengqi Hall and the Holy Hall? You are simply seeking death!"

The eyes were filled with anger, confusion and deep doubts, as if asking why Luo Jia was so bold and dared to challenge the authority of Zhengqi Hall and the Holy Hall. His chest was fluctuating violently, the sword in his hand was tightly held, and his knuckles turned white due to force, and he was ready to attack again at any time to defend the dignity of Zhengqi Hall.

Luo Jia disagreed with it, and a sneering sneer on her face, and the smile seemed to be a great contempt for Zhengqitang and Yu Haoran.

He raised his head slightly and responded, "When you bullied me, didn't you think that you will be today? The Holy Temple is very powerful, but the power behind me is not weak. I don't believe that the Holy Temple will openly become enemies with my sect for a mere righteous temple."

Yu Haoran opened his lips slightly and was about to spit out the words he had not finished speaking. In an instant, Luo Jia's figure disappeared in front of him like a wisp of misty smoke without warning.

Yu Haoran's face suddenly became gloomy, as if the sky was covered with dark clouds before the storm. At this moment, he was fighting with Chongtian. Every move and every move had poured all his strength into his body. Sweat had already wet his clothes, and his arms were trembling slightly due to the long-term high-intensity battle.

Luo Jia's addition undoubtedly made the injury worse, making the already difficult situation even more difficult. Without time to think about it, a strong sense of crisis surged in his heart, and he hurriedly urged all over his body to condense it on his arms. The long sword in his hand was like an angry dragon, carrying the wind-breaking force and stabbing towards the sky.

"Swish!" A sharp sound was like a sharp blade slashing through silk, which was particularly harsh on the silent battlefield. The sword light burst out like lightning, and instantly burst out with dazzling light, which tore a slight crack in the space. The crack was faintly filled with a chaotic aura, as if connecting another unknown world.

"Boom!" Immediately afterwards, a deafening roar sounded, and the two of them burst out at the moment of collision, just like two stars colliding. The powerful impact force formed a wave of air visible to the naked eye, spreading around. The trees around were uprooted by the waves, gravel splashed, and deep gullies were shook out of the ground.

Yu Haoran and Chongtian were about to part with each other. Yu Haoran staggered and took several steps to barely stabilize his body. His feet drew two deep marks on the ground. His chest was undulating violently, and he was gasping for breath. He was about to speak, but at this moment, his pupils suddenly contracted sharply, just like the cold star flashing in the night sky suddenly extinguished, and his whole body instantly entered a state of high alert.

With his keen intuition he had learned from years of fighting on the verge of life and death, he had no time to hesitate and turned around suddenly. The long sword in his hand was wrapped in endless murderous intent and determination, and slashed hard behind him.

"Bang!" With a dull sound, a figure slowly emerged from the void, which was Chongtian.

Chongtian had a sarcastic sneer on his face, shook his head gently, his eyes full of disdain, and said, "While fighting with me, you dare to provoke Luo Jia, you are so stupid." Before he finished speaking, he gently tapped the ground under his feet, his body like a ghost, and instantly disappeared from the spot, purging towards Yu Haoran again, with the speed so fast that it almost didn't have time to react.

"Damn it!" Yu Haoran couldn't help but curse in a low voice, as if he was shrouded in a thick haze. He knew very well that even with the protection of the mountain formation, with his own strength, he would undoubtedly hit the stone with his eggs, and he would have no chance of winning.

"Where has the holy envoy gone? Go and inform the holy envoy quickly." Elder Xuanyue was anxious and roared angrily, his voice full of anxiety and helplessness, as if a beast trapped in a cage was struggling desperately but could not find a way out.

"The Holy Envoy is in seclusion. Who dares to disturb him unless he comes out by himself?" a disciple responded tremblingly, with a hint of fear in his voice and his body trembling slightly, as if he was afraid that he would anger the Holy Envoy because of this sentence.

"Damn it, our Zhengqi Hall today is all because of the Holy Envoy. Now that Zhengqi Hall is facing such a crisis, he has been slow to show up. What is his intention?" Elder Xuanyue's face was full of anger, and the anger and dissatisfaction in his heart had reached its peak. He stomped his feet hard, and fire almost spit out from his eyes.

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At this time, the people in Zhengqi Hall were full of dissatisfaction with the Holy Envoy Zhuxue. They thought secretly in their hearts that if Zhuxue had not snatched the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword, how could they have attracted crazy siege from these people? Even if they wanted to treat Ling Bi and the other two as the furnace cauldrons for cultivation, they would not have fallen into such a miserable situation as they are surrounded by many enemies.

But what about the dissatisfaction in their hearts? In this righteous hall, no one dared to offend the Holy Envoy easily, and even dared to disturb the Holy Envoy in seclusion. They could only watch the situation deteriorate step by step, their hearts were filled with helplessness and despair, but they were powerless and could only do nothing.

The smoke of battle spread in the air, and the fire of war continued to burn, dyeing the entire sky dark red. The people from Zhengqi Hall tried hard to resist the invading enemy that kept coming like a tide under the cover of the mountain guard formation. The mountain guard formation emitted a faint halo. Although the light was not dazzling, it was like an indestructible barrier, blocking the enemy's attacks again and again.

However, this seemingly solid defense is by no means a long-term solution. The operation of the mountain guard formation requires a huge amount of energy, and it is devouring precious top-grade spirit stones almost every second. Each of these top-grade spirit stones contains huge spiritual power, which is the key to maintaining the operation of the formation.

Although Zhengqitang has a rich family background, on weekdays, the reserves of these spirit stones are enough to make them have no worries about cultivation and resource supply. However, facing such high-intensity and uninterrupted consumption, even the treasure house is quickly emptied.

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Now, the people in Zhengqi Hall are like beasts trapped in desperate situations. Although they struggle to resist, they still cannot find a way to solve the predicament in front of them. The only thing they can do is to hold their positions tightly, hold on to this difficult defensive battle, and place all their hopes on the holy envoy who is in seclusion, hoping that he can break through the barrier at a critical moment and turn the tide.
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