Chapter 210 Ending—Great Victory!
Abao walked to Su Wenyi's side with steady steps, seriousness written all over his furry face, as if he also felt the tension of the situation.

Su Wenyi stared at Emperor Qing and the red-robed temple envoy, his eyes revealing determination and resoluteness. He asked, "Are we going to fight together, or one on one?"

Emperor Qing said to the red-robed temple messenger beside him: "I will go and deal with the panda first, and I will leave this man to you."

After hearing this, the Red Temple Messenger didn't waste any words. He rushed forward like a flash of lightning and started fighting with Su Wenyi.

The iron chisel in the hands of the red-robed temple messenger exudes a cold metallic luster, and the unique material flashes a strange light in the sun.

The special iron rod in his hand was like a poisonous snake, ready to deal a fatal blow to the enemy at any time.

He swung the iron rod violently, and a fierce energy whizzed out, heading straight for Su Wenyi's face.

Su Wenyi's eyes focused and his figure moved like a ghost.

He then used the White Python Whip Technique from the Nine Yin Scriptures. An illusory long whip instantly appeared, dancing in the air like a spirit snake, and accurately entangled the iron spike of the red-robed messenger.

Su Wenyi shook his wrist, and powerful force was transmitted through the whip, trying to snatch the iron rod from the red-clothed messenger.

The red-robed messenger snorted coldly and shook his arm vigorously. A powerful force burst out from the iron spike, shattering the long whip.

He took a step forward and stabbed Su Wenyi with the iron rod again.

Su Wenyi dodged the attack from the iron rod with a flash, and at the same time, he formed seals with his hands and performed the Heart-Destroying Palm.

A chilling palm force surged towards the red-robed messenger like a surging tide.

The red-robed messenger raised the iron rod and blocked the palm strike.

There was a loud bang, and the air waves spread out, shaking the surrounding grass and trees to the ground.

The red-robed messenger took a few steps back, but the temple messenger was not a human, so the palm did not cause much damage to him.

Su Wenyi did not give the red-robed messenger a chance to breathe, he once again used the Nine Yin White Bone Claw.

Five sharp finger winds cut through the air like sharp blades and headed straight for the red-robed messenger's face.

The red-robed messenger quickly dodged to the side and swung the iron rod to fight back.

Their figures intertwined and their moves were unpredictable.

Su Wenyi sometimes used the fierce Heart-Destroying Palm, sometimes used the agile White Python Whip, and sometimes used the vicious Nine Yin Bone Claw.

The red-robed messenger relied on his strong body and powerful strength to continuously launch attacks.

However, Su Bai relied on his Nine-Revolution Immortal Golden Body, and no matter how the Red Temple messenger attacked, he could not hurt Su Wenyi.

the other side.

Emperor Qing had a stern expression, and his eyes revealed a murderous intent.

He looked at Po, who was wearing armor and carrying a heavy sword, without any contempt in his heart.

Although Po has the body of a panda, he exudes a powerful aura. With the blessing of divine power and the enhancement of kingly qi, the heavy sword in his hand seems to contain the power to destroy the world.

Emperor Qing took the first step. He rushed out like lightning and slapped out with his palm. The powerful force of his palm brought up a whistling sound.

A Bao was not in a hurry. He grasped the hilt of the heavy sword with both hands and swung it violently. A bright sword light slashed towards Emperor Qing like a streak of silk.

The sword was so powerful that the air seemed to be torn apart wherever it passed.

Emperor Qing dodged the sword light with a flash of his body and rushed forward in an instant.

His moves were fierce and brutal, each one aimed directly at Po's vital points.

With his agility and powerful strength, Po engages in a fierce confrontation with Emperor Qing.

The heavy sword was wielded vigorously in his hand, and every swing brought a powerful wave of air. Emperor Qing used various advanced martial arts moves to try to defeat Abao as soon as possible.

And Po was not to be outdone. His heavy sword sometimes smashed down like a mountain, and sometimes attacked as cunningly as a snake emerging from its hole.

The surrounding rocks and trees were shattered by the aftermath of their battle.

On the battlefield, the situation was tense and fierce. Except for the stalemate between Su Wenyi and A Bao, the battles of others were exceptionally smooth.

Wu Zhu's body was as fast as lightning, with no expression on his cold face. He waved the iron rod in his hand, accurately resisting the attack of the temple messenger.

As the one who knows the temple messenger best, he is very comfortable when fighting against his opponents.

In less than a few dozen moves, Wu Zhu seized the opportunity and injured his opponent.

The shadow was like a ghost, and countless sword energies emerged.

He had always been eager to fight Wuzhu, and today when he encountered these temple messengers who were similar to Wuzhu, he naturally fought with all his strength.

However, these temple messengers are not Wuzhu and are far inferior in strength.

The shadow quickly gained a great advantage by relying on his strange body movements and fierce attacks.

His sword was as cunning as a poisonous snake, and every attack made it difficult for the opponent to defend himself.

Yuan Tiangang is even more experienced.

His deep eyes seemed to be able to see through everything. After fighting with his opponent for a while, he had already seen through the opponent's loopholes.

Afterwards, he acted decisively, and powerful force surged out like a flood, directly tearing the opponent into pieces.

After Yuan Tiangang defeated his opponent with lightning speed, he quickly scanned the entire audience.

When he saw that the battle between Su Wenyi and Abao was in a stalemate, he wanted to go to support them, but Su Wenyi's firm voice came: "Just go and help others."

Yuan Tiangang was slightly startled, and then a hint of understanding flashed in his eyes.

He knew very well that Su Wenyi's judgment must have its reasons, and at this critical moment, the overall situation must be given priority.

Without any hesitation, Yuan Tiangang turned around decisively and rushed towards the others like a flash of lightning.

His figure was as fast as a ghost, and he brought up a gust of wind wherever he passed.

The battle continued fiercely, time passed quietly, and in just a moment, the advantage grew like a snowball.

Everyone worked together and fought bravely. As one temple messenger after another was dismantled in the fierce confrontation, the situation on the battlefield gradually became clear.

In just an incense stick of time, only Emperor Qing and the red-robed temple messenger were left struggling to hold on on the originally fierce battlefield.

At this moment, Emperor Qing also noticed this serious situation, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.

He knew in his heart that the situation was hopeless, but it was too late to escape.

Emperor Qing clenched his fists, his heart filled with resentment and anger.

He looked around, seeing those once-mighty temple messengers now reduced to piles of scrap metal, and a feeling of powerlessness welled up in his heart.

Although the red-robed temple messenger still had no expression on his face, it could be seen from his slightly trembling body that he also felt tremendous pressure.

At the moment when Emperor Qing was distracted, A Bao's sharp eyes captured this excellent opportunity.

It tightly grasped the heavy sword in both hands, and divine power burst out from its body. At this moment, the kingly true energy also surged like a raging wave.

A Bao shouted loudly and swung his sword fiercely. The heavy sword carried unparalleled power and knocked Emperor Qing away like a bolt of lightning.

(End of this chapter)