Magic Martial Arts

However, this is only a huge influence on ordinary mortals. If you are unlucky enough to encounter those "peerless masters" with unfathomable strength and extremely powerful souls, then the outcome may be unpredictable.

After all, if the difference in realm between the two sides is too great, then it is not impossible to be counterattacked and killed. Otherwise, wouldn't such a bewitching technique become invincible? In this way, wouldn't everything in the world be at its mercy?

All things follow the laws of nature, the four seasons are in season, but the laws of nature have their flaws, so how can magic be perfect...

“Swish…clang…clang…”

The sound of fierce fighting resounded throughout the main tent of Tianwu. Shouts, fighting sounds, and metal collisions intertwined, making it difficult to tell how many rounds had passed. Wu Ganming once again raised his sword with all his strength, blocked his opponent's fierce attack, took advantage of the situation and stepped back a few steps, staring at Monk in front of him, and roared:

"Monkey! Are you really planning a rebellion?"

His tone was full of anger, but more of it was deep confusion. Once upon a time, Monkey was a highly respected Knight Captain, and he was deeply trusted by Wu Ganming. But at this moment, he betrayed him, and Wu Ganming couldn't figure out the reason anyway.

"It's all for 'her'!".

As if immersed in a certain memory, the charming figure reappeared in Monkey's mind. He murmured softly, but the sword in his hand did not stop, but spun at a faster speed, like a venomous snake, going straight to Wu Ganming's vital point!

"Qiang..."

The crisp sound of metal collision resounded all around, as if the entire space was trembling. The two men held broad swords, the blades flashing with cold light, reflecting their resolute faces. They were so close that they could even feel the heat of each other's breath. And at this moment, two powerful auras gushed out like a storm, causing the surrounding air to surge, making the hair of the two men fly wildly as if they were swept up by the wind.

After this brief confrontation of power, both sides paused for a moment, but then there was a series of intensive exchanges. Every time the sword was swung, it was accompanied by a sharp sword energy that whizzed past, making people tremble with fear. However, in this fierce battle, Wu Ganming suddenly stared at Monk, clenched his teeth, and asked with a puzzled look on his face:

"'He'? Who is he?"

Although this sentence seems to be a question, in fact, Wu Ganming has already guessed the identity of this "him". However, the "him" mentioned by Wu Ganming and the "she" mentioned by Monk are obviously not the same person. Of course, Wu Ganming has no way of knowing this, after all, the real "trump card" is hidden behind it.

As for Monkey, a different scene was in his mind at the moment. The figure was engraved deeply in his mind like a brand, becoming clearer and clearer. And every word that figure said seemed to echo in his heart, whispering softly. Unconsciously, Monkey's lips also moved slightly, and he whispered in a low voice:

"'She'...'She' said...you were going to die..."

When speaking, Monkey's expression seemed unusually serious and sacred, as if he was making a vow for some belief, and even his tone seemed to carry some piety. It was just a simple sentence, but it seemed to carry an extremely important meaning, and it must be expressed in the most sincere and profound way.

"Death? Hahaha!"

Wu Ganming suddenly burst into laughter, but his laughter was full of mockery:

"Although I have to admit that I did lose this time, but... do you really think you can wipe us out at will this time? That's just wishful thinking!"

As if to verify what he said, Wu Ganming swung the sword in his hand suddenly, and a sharp breath whistled out, instantly forcing the opponent to retreat. Taking advantage of this brief gap, he flashed and quickly left the battle circle, standing opposite to Monk.

At this moment, Wu Ganming's expression looked increasingly indifferent and calm, as if he had a clear idea of ​​what was going to happen next.

Then, Wu Ganming's eyes were as sharp as a hawk, scanning everyone on the field. He took a deep breath, and then shouted loudly to the remaining eight capable generals on his side:

"Eight generals, listen up! Set up a sword formation and...hold them back!"

"As ordered!"

The eight generals responded in unison, their voices echoing throughout the venue.

However, before he finished speaking, the eight generals were seen swinging their swords, slashing or sweeping, with agile and swift movements. Sometimes they took advantage of the opponent's attack to cleverly dodge and fly back, and sometimes they cooperated with each other, and their swordsmanship was extremely sharp.

In the blink of an eye, the eight people had gathered together and stood closely with their backs to each other with Wu Ganming as the center. Then, they moved like flowing clouds and water, and quickly formed a flawless and solid circular sword formation. This sword formation was like a copper wall, firmly protecting Wu Ganming.

Although this defensive sword formation looks plain and simple, as far as the current situation is concerned, as long as the generals under Wu Ganming can make full use of this sword formation and buy enough time, once the Tianwu soldiers in the outer circle notice the abnormality and take countermeasures, then Monk and his group will only face destruction.

In this way, Su Chen's carefully planned overall plan will be completely disrupted and all previous efforts will be wasted. Therefore, no matter what... this 'Wu Ganming' must die today!