After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

The dark red long sword came down with a burning murderous aura. The space around the sword seemed to be slightly distorted by the burning. Blood-colored lines flowed on the blade, and it was like a living thing, breathing in and out murderous aura.

Qin He's pupils shrank slightly. He could clearly sense that the power of this attack had increased several times compared to before, and had truly reached the threshold of the Divine Bridge Realm.

He did not dare to delay. The silver spear spun rapidly in his palm, and the tip of the spear left three afterimages. The exquisiteness of the Panlong spear technique was fully displayed at this moment.

"Dragon coiled around the pillar!"

The silver spear suddenly straightened, and layers of silver light appeared on the spear body, like a giant dragon coiling around, protecting itself tightly.

"clang!"

The long sword and the silver spear collided with a loud bang, and the evil spirit and the silver light clashed fiercely, forming a circle of energy shock waves visible to the naked eye, shaking the surrounding ruins into pieces.

Qin He took advantage of the recoil force to step back three steps, and his feet plowed three shallow grooves on the ground. He looked embarrassed, but in fact he had absorbed most of the impact force.

Seeing Qin He being knocked back, Xiao Wujiu seemed to be invigorated. He thought that his trump card of burning his blood and energy had worked. He grinned and said, "Mo thief, where is your arrogance from just now? Die!"

He stomped his foot on the ground and rushed forward like a cannonball, slashing out with his dark red long sword. Each blow was accompanied by the howling of evil spirits. The ghost claws condensed with murderous energy were looming in the sword light, and each move was aimed at Qin He's vital points.

Qin He's eyes fixed, and he swung the silver spear with ease. Sometimes, it was like a spirit snake spitting out its tongue, accurately pointing to the flaw in the blade; sometimes, it was like a dragon swinging its tail, sweeping the spear across to repel Xiao Wujiu's close-range attack.

He deliberately suppressed his strength to a level comparable to that of Xiao Wujiu after he went berserk. Although his spear skills were exquisite, he always retained some strength. He controlled the force of every collision, neither falling into a disadvantage nor showing a crushing momentum. It seemed that he and Xiao Wujiu were evenly matched.

He also protected Da Jin Ya and others behind him just right, dodging and moving around, but never really retreated even a single step.

Surrounded by powerful enemies, Qin He did not dare to be too conspicuous.

Elder Black Stone and the two Fu family guards riding Qilin beasts, especially the latter, made Qin He feel a sense of danger.

The two men fought at high speed on the ruins, with swords and guns flashing and flying around, and the sound of metal clashing was endless.

The battle was so fierce that the people brought by Xiao Wujiu were unable to intervene. The gap was too big, and if they went up, they would probably just add another corpse.

"Bang! Boom!"

The dark red evil spirit and the silver-white spear light continued to collide and dissipate, and the dust raised was blown all over the sky by the aftermath of the energy, covering the figures of the two people, leaving only occasional flashes of light and shadows and deafening sounds.

"Hmph, are these the two heroes of Sin City? Even after burning their blood and energy, they're still nothing more than this. They can't even take down a junior from the Tianpardon Pavilion. They're truly a disgrace to Sin City!"

The sneering voice of the elder of Blackrock Town came from the direction of the mansion, with undisguised sarcasm.

Just now, Xiao Wujiu was showing off his power in his territory. Now that he saw him being humiliated, the elder naturally would not miss the opportunity to mock him.

Dayajin and the others were already worried, but when they saw that Qin He could actually compete with the violent Xiao Wujiu, they immediately perked up.

"Xiao Wujiu, didn't you say you could finish us off in ten breaths? It's been so many breaths, and you haven't even touched the corner of their clothes!"

"Exactly. You still dare to call yourself a half-step divine bridge? I think you are just a half-step waste!"

"Just admit defeat and get out of here! Stop embarrassing yourself here!"

Several people talked to each other, and their words were like sharp knives stabbing at Xiao Wujiu.

Xiao Wujiu was already being forced to retreat step by step by Qin He, and he became even more furious when he heard these sarcasms. His blood was surging more violently, and his eyes were as red as blood.

"How dare you, a bunch of ants, talk nonsense! Wait until I kill this thief Mo, and then I'll grind you into ashes!"

He roared and raised his blood and energy, and his long sword attack suddenly became more violent, but it also revealed more flaws.

Qin He seized the opportunity, and the silver spear suddenly accelerated, piercing Xiao Wujiu's left shoulder with a "puff".

Blood gushed out, Xiao Wujiu cried out in pain, and staggered back several steps.

But he was already crazy at this moment, and continued to rush forward regardless of his wounds, relying entirely on his blood and energy.

Qin He sneered in his heart, but his hands moved quickly. He deliberately slowed down the speed of pursuit, still maintaining the illusion of being evenly matched.

He glanced at the gilded armored soldiers in the distance and saw that they were still sitting on the Fire Kirin, watching the battle with indifference, without making any moves. He felt a little relieved, but also became more cautious.

The calmness of these two people was too abnormal. I didn't know whether they were waiting for the best opportunity or just standing by and watching.

I think it should be a combination of both, and they can take action at any time.