Today, with the assistance of Salun Agu, your escape route has been completely blocked.

Before he could finish speaking, Wei Yuan merely responded with a disdainful snort.

He gripped the longsword tightly, and with a soft, clear metallic sound,

The sword flashed from its sheath like lightning, gleaming coldly in the night. "Then let's have a go!"

Before Wei Yuan could finish speaking, Empress Joan of Arc preemptively attacked, a dense sphere of dark energy seemingly forming in her right hand.

It then transformed into a blinding black light and shot straight toward Wei Yuan.

Wei Yuan's pupils contracted slightly, and all his muscles tensed to the extreme.

At the critical moment, his body twisted as nimbly as a dragon, easily avoiding a fatal blow.

However, at this moment, Salun Agu, who had been eyeing the battle from the side, also quickly joined the fight.

The enemy opened his arms slightly, and instantly the temperature around him plummeted, as if even breathing froze.

Immediately afterwards, countless long, thin, black tentacles, like those of a python, suddenly emerged from the ground.

They seemed to be under the influence of some evil force.

Driven by a frenzy, it pounced wildly toward the target in the very center.

Faced with this sudden turn of events, Wei Yuan remained calm and swiftly swung his blade, striking with lightning speed.

Each strike carried unparalleled power, easily dismembering the nimble black shadows that had attempted to bind them.

Sensing the increasingly fierce attacks from the other side, anger almost consumed Joan of Arc's mind.

"You bastard surnamed Wei, just wait until we wipe you out completely!"

With this furious roar, an even more intense surge of dark purple spiritual energy erupted from the former emperor.

It also forms visible energy vortexes that completely envelop itself.

Then, to everyone's astonishment, he charged straight at Wei Yuan.

The intention is to end all this conflict in the most direct and brutal way.

However, faced with such a fierce onslaught of attackers, Wei Yuan did not show any sign of panic.

Instead, they calmly and composedly went to greet them.

In the ensuing brief but incredibly intense exchange, relying on keen observation and extensive experience,

The valiant warrior quickly discovered the enemy's weakness—whenever Joan of Arc used certain specific moves,

A very slight but noticeable gap will appear in the left armpit area.

And so, just before the next instant arrived, Wei Yuan seized the opportunity.

He decisively lifted his leg and kicked off the rock beneath his feet, leaping into the air. With his right hand gripping the sword, he precisely targeted that vulnerable spot and stabbed it fiercely.

With a muffled "thud," although it did not cause fatal damage,

However, he still managed to break through his opponent's tight defenses, leaving a clearly visible scar on his arm.

"Ugh!"

The intense pain caused Joan of Arc to cry out repeatedly.

At the same time, an unprecedented resentment and malice surged in his eyes.

"Damn you! How dare you harm me! I'll make you wish you were dead!"

After saying these words, the already frightening man...

They even fell into a state of near madness.

Suddenly, dark clouds churned in the sky, lightning flashed and thunder roared, followed by several enormous, silvery-white arcs of electricity, each as thick as a bowl, descending vertically from the heavens.

The target was undoubtedly Wei Yuan, who was struggling to maintain the defensive system below.

The latter, on the other hand, focused intently on mobilizing every available force within their body to construct an indestructible, transparent light shield.

It resists the onslaught of one of the most powerful phenomena in nature.

On the other side, Salun Agu was equally unwilling to be outdone.

He had no time to stand idly by any longer, and immediately seized the opportunity to produce a secret treasure he carried with him—a strange staff that resembled the structure of a human spine (Li Haohao), yet was completely black.

The surface is inlaid with several small, crystal-clear stones, which seem to contain a deep and mysterious luster like the stars and the sea.

Just as all eyes were focused on the object, the holder suddenly shouted and forcefully threw it into the air.

Suddenly, a vast, invisible force extended outwards along the trajectory...

Then all that could be seen were thick, dark green wisps of mist.

The converging sphere of light began to gradually take shape and move towards the center...

It eventually transformed into a thin, straight ray.

It shot head-on towards the crowd, who were already somewhat overwhelmed... (The sentence is incomplete and lacks context).

Chapter 108 Wei Yuan is seriously injured!

A deafening roar shook the heavens, a sound like the first roar of an ancient beast awakening.

The entire battlefield trembled at that moment. Wei Yuan's spiritual energy shield...

Under the thunderous force of Empress Joan of Arc and the insidious and ruthless attacks of Salen Agu,

Like fragile glass, it shattered instantly, turning into countless points of light that vanished into nothingness.

As this protective layer was mercilessly destroyed, the powerful shockwave struck his body directly.

It was as if a god had slapped him away.

Wei Yuan flew through the air in an arc before crashing heavily to the ground.

Crimson blood immediately seeped from the corner of his mouth, making it look particularly shocking.

Just when everyone thought that this warrior, who had impressed the enemy and led his people to countless glorious victories, was finally about to fall,

"Ha~ha~Wei Yuan, 533, look at you now, I'm afraid you won't be able to hold on for much longer!"

Upon seeing this, Joan of Arc couldn't help but scoff, a smug look appearing on her face.

His expression held both the ecstatic joy of victory being within reach.

There is also pity for the enemy's last-ditch effort before their imminent annihilation, which ultimately proves futile.

"Hmph," Wei Yuan forced himself to stand up despite the pain, raising the back of his hand to gently wipe away the still-warm drops of fresh blood from the corner of his mouth.

A resolute glint flashed in his eyes—the look of a true warrior.

A look of complete fearlessness in the face of death.

I silently vowed to myself: "No matter what, I can't give up so easily..."

The Great Feng Kingdom still needs me; I still have unfinished tasks waiting for me to complete…

Thinking of this, he took a deep breath and tried his best to mobilize all the remaining spiritual power in his body.

Golden light once again surged forth from his entire body.

It shone even brighter against the night sky. Then, he gripped his sword tightly, his fighting spirit rekindled.

Like the rising sun, it exudes vibrant vitality.

Then, without hesitation, he charged toward the two powerful enemies, ready to engage in a life-or-death duel.

Listen up! Today it's either you or me who dies!

With that roar, the entire battlefield seemed to be infected by this courage.

The heavens and earth changed color, making people's blood boil and marvel repeatedly.

Seeing that their former nemesis could still unleash such astonishing fighting power, Joan of Arc and Salon Agnu couldn't help but gasp in astonishment.

A hint of panic flashed in their eyes; they clearly hadn't expected the person before them to be able to unleash such a powerful aura even after suffering such severe injuries.

As the battle resumed, the entire summit of the sacred mountain was almost completely shrouded in darkness.

Within the violently swirling energy, dark forces and evil sorcery intertwined and collided.

It produced a chain reaction of explosions, with dazzling and awe-inspiring light, forming wave after wave of extremely threatening attacks.

Advancing continuously towards the center;

Wei Yuan, who was at the eye of the storm, had done everything he could to mobilize resources.

He used all his potential to counter the relentless attacks launched by the combined forces of his opponents, but he still couldn't withstand them effectively.

He was repeatedly beaten until his body was covered in bruises, and his once bright and clean clothes were torn into strips.

It revealed skin covered in scars of varying depths and densely packed together.

Despite facing unprecedented difficulties, he persevered and fought to the very end.

His eyes still burned with unwavering determination, and his grip on the blade never faltered.

Layers of silver light danced in the air, desperately resisting the relentless attacks from two directions...

Chapter 109 Wei Changxuan teleports to the battlefield to rescue Wei Yuan!

"Wei Yuan, how much longer can you hold on?" Empress Joan of Arc's lips twisted, her ferocious smile like that of a demon crawling out of hell.

The black light in his hand grew increasingly intense, as if it were about to devour the surrounding air.

In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a gigantic black dragon, opening its blood-red maw to reveal sharp fangs.

It lunged at Wei Yuan, as if it wanted to swallow him whole.

Standing behind Joan of Arc, Salen Agu was equally unwilling to show weakness.

Suddenly, he brandished his withered arms, brandishing his black staff, as if some unclean power had been injected into the air.

It summoned countless chilling tentacles, which appeared particularly eerie and terrifying in the night.

They rapidly coiled around Wei Yuan from all directions, attempting to completely bind him, like venomous snakes lurking to hunt.

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