Chapter 840

With Meng Qingtian's help, they actually barely resisted the skills of the three Venerables!

But Su Ming has no time to rejoice.

Only to see a burly corpse in front.

Wan Tie!

His body is riddled with holes, dead in battle, having used his physical body on the front line to absorb and withstand a large amount of damage.

Zai Da is also sent flying a hundred meters, covered in blood, his breath as thin as a thread, completely falling into a coma.

Most of the Heisha Fifth-Turns are dead!

One of the veterans, Wan Tie, has died in this battle.

This price is simply too heavy.

Ji Yao, Yan Ze, Ni Shuang, and others have blood flowing from the corners of their mouths, their health points have all dropped; they barely stand up and drink healing potions.

"Actually... blocked it?" Ji Yao is extremely shocked, looking at the ground in front.

Only to see a huge gully, several kilometers long, cutting across the battlefield.

Jiang Tianchi holds his blade in one hand, standing with it propped on the ground, his gaze cold.

Meng Qingtian also has blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, retreating a dozen steps, his aged eyes full of solemnity.

"Three Venerables... the odds of winning this battle are truly slim." He thinks to himself.

But he had to come.

If you ask him why?

Life is precious, but freedom is worth more.

Su Ming gave him freedom, so he naturally must protect Su Ming's life well!

"Hahaha, the three of us Venerables have only joined forces for two moves, and your Heisha has already suffered heavy casualties." Guo Xin smiles arrogantly, unable to suppress the corners of his mouth.

"Your Fifth-Turns are almost all sacrificed, with only a few left."

"The outcome of this battle is decided!" Zhuo Mo says.

Having said that, the three Venerables no longer join forces to strike.

Instead, they begin to attack separately.