"We're now three against three, all three of us are gods, Boss Dai, we have nothing to be afraid of!"

Ma Hongjun shouted excitedly.

Seeing that the boy had such a strong voice, Dai Mubai felt a little relieved.

"Have you gotten any stronger since you became a god?"

Dai Mubai looked at Ma Hongjun with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

After all, Fatty is a fire-type! And it's the fire of Phoenix Flame, so its power is definitely undeniable!

"Of course! Look at me!"

As he spoke, Ma Hongjun unleashed his Phoenix Flame, spraying it towards the Spirit Hall's army.

"Behold my Phoenix Flame!"

Ma Hongjun waved his hands, and divine power surged within his body.

Before he finished speaking, a pair of enormous fiery wings suddenly unfurled from Ma Hongjun's back. Blazing phoenix fire erupted from his palms, transforming into a fire dragon that hurtled towards the Spirit Hall's army. The flames traced a crimson trail through the air, instantly igniting the entire battlefield. The air was thick with the smell of burning, and waves of intense heat swept across the battlefield, turning the vegetation to ashes in an instant.

The soldiers of the Spirit Hall stared in horror and retreated in disarray.

"Get out of the way!"

However, the flames moved far faster than they could react. The phoenix fire spread like a giant net, engulfing a vast area. The soldiers in the front ranks didn't even have time to scream before they were consumed by the flames; their armor melted in the intense heat, and their flesh evaporated in the fire. The soldiers behind them fled desperately, creating utter chaos.

Bibi Dong frowned and snorted coldly, "A mere second-level god dares to be so insolent before me!"

She raised her hand, and a purple soul power barrier instantly formed, blocking the flames. The phoenix fire crashed into the barrier, producing a deafening roar and sending sparks flying. Bibi Dong's face darkened, and a murderous intent flashed in her eyes.

Dai Mubai laughed and patted Ma Hongjun on the shoulder: "Not bad, Fatty! Now we're not afraid of them!"

Ma Hongjun grinned, proudly shaking the sweat from his brow, his eyes gleaming with excitement: "Boss Dai, this is just the beginning!"

"Heh, one or two of you, you ants are really something!"

Bibi Dong sneered and summoned a scythe. "Since that's how it is, then I'll send you all to hell!"

"Oh no, Senior Sister, retreat quickly!"

Shui Bing'er understood that Bibi Dong was now indiscriminate in her attacks, so she immediately reminded Zhu Zhuqing after seeing Bibi Dong's actions.

As soon as Shui Bing'er's shout faded, Bibi Dong's figure vanished from her spot. The next moment, her scythe was already swinging towards Ma Hongjun's position. The purple soul power brought by the scythe was like a storm of death, tearing through the air and heading straight for Ma Hongjun.

"Watch out!" Dai Mubai reacted quickly, pulling Ma Hongjun aside while simultaneously releasing his White Tiger Protective Barrier, a golden light forming a solid barrier around his body.

"Boom!" The scythe collided with the barrier, producing a deafening roar. The powerful impact forced Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun back several steps, kicking up dust that obscured their vision.

"Is this woman insane?" Ma Hongjun steadied himself, a look of shock on his face. Although he had become a god, he still felt an unparalleled sense of oppression in the face of Bibi Dong's attack.

"Stop talking nonsense and be careful in your fight!" Dai Mubai said in a low voice, a hint of seriousness flashing in his eyes. He knew that Bibi Dong had completely lost her mind at this moment, and any hesitation could lead to a heavy price for them.

On the other side, Shui Bing'er and Zhu Zhuqing had quickly retreated to a safe distance. Shui Bing'er's Ice Phoenix Martial Soul flapped its wings in the air, emitting a chilling aura, attempting to slow down Bibi Dong's attack rhythm.

"Senior sister, let's fight the army first."

With Bibi Dong around, even if Tang San is a God King, he can buy some time.

They didn't really like Bibi Dong anyway, so let them fight it out.

"Uncle Jian, let's make our move too."

Ning Fengzhi understood that sending them to fight against the gods would be like throwing eggs against rocks, so he decided to deal with the army first to avoid being bogged down by Dai Mubai and his group, which would be a real problem.

Once the Star Luo army is destroyed, even if Tang San and the other two gods are incredibly skilled at killing, it would take them several days to kill even if they were given a million pigs.
As soon as Ning Fengzhi finished speaking, Sword Douluo Chen Xin appeared on the battlefield like a ghost. The Seven Kill Sword in his hand gleamed with a cold light, and wherever the sword's edge pointed, sword energy surged, instantly cutting dozens of Star Luo Empire soldiers in two.

Ning Fengzhi stood at the rear, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda in his hand emitting a soft glow. He calmly directed the disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to form a tight formation, pressing closer and closer to the Star Luo Empire's army.

"kill!"

The disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School shouted in unison, their momentum unstoppable.

They were armed with well-equipped Ningmen hidden weapons, wielding modified Zhuge crossbows with arrows whose tips gleamed with a chilling light, clearly coated with deadly poison. Their movements were perfectly synchronized, their eyes sharp, resembling a highly trained elite force.

Ning Fengzhi stood at the very front of the formation, the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda in his hand spinning slightly, its seven-colored light flowing and exuding an aura of majesty. He commanded in a deep voice, "All troops, listen to my order! Aim at the enemy lines and fire with full force!"

As his command fell, hundreds of crossbow bolts rained down like a storm, piercing the air with sharp whistling sounds. The bolts traced arcs through the air, accurately striking the Star Luo Empire's army.

"Pfft! Pfft!"

The sound of crossbow bolts piercing armor rang out one after another. Before the soldiers of the Star Luo Empire could react, large numbers of them had already fallen. The poison spread rapidly, the skin of those hit by the arrows quickly turned black, they collapsed to the ground in agony, convulsing, and died within moments.

The Star Luo Empire's lines were thrown into chaos, with soldiers retreating in panic, seeking cover. However, the disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School did not stop; their second volley of crossbow bolts was already loaded and aimed at the disorganized enemy once more.

"Keep firing, don't give them a chance to breathe!" Ning Fengzhi's voice was cold and decisive, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.

At the same time, Sword Douluo Chen Xin had already charged into the enemy ranks. His figure was as elusive as a ghost, and with each swing of his Seven Kill Sword, he took several lives. His sword energy was boundless, and no one could stop him in its path.

Under the combined attack of the three gods, even the fiercest Bibi Dong gradually showed signs of fatigue. Her purple scythe left afterimages in the air, each swing carrying the force of thunder, yet her attacks were repeatedly neutralized by the perfect coordination of the three gods.

"Everyone, could you please stop fighting?" (End of Chapter)

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