At this moment, seeing Li Wuyai at a disadvantage again, Murong Hua's eyes narrowed. He stomped hard and instantly flashed to Li Wuyai's side. "Brother Li! Let me lend you a hand!"
Li Wuyai's expression eased slightly. On his own, he truly found it difficult to stand against Jin Jingwu. Now that someone had come to help, it could not have been better.
"Good! Many thanks for your help, Brother Murong!"
Murong Hua nodded, slowly drawing out a black halberd. He stared coldly at Jin Jingwu, his heart brimming with battle intent.
Jin Jingwu narrowed his eyes and tightened his grip on his longsword. A surge of killing intent erupted, and Monk Dusheng suddenly flashed forward.
"Hehe! What skill is there in two against one? I'll join this battlefield too!"
Without another word, Juehai flashed out. "Dusheng! Our battle has yet to be settled. Let us settle it all here today!"
Monk Dusheng narrowed his eyes upon hearing this and immediately understood their intentions. "If that is the case, then let us decide the victor! But the brothers behind me will not let you have your way!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Heaven Ranking disciples behind Jin Jingwu stepped forward one after another. Seeing this, Wuqing and the other two also rushed out, while Hua Xinglian hesitated for a moment before stepping forward as well.
Afterward, some Earth Ranking disciples from Southern Emperor Province followed behind them, all prepared to face the coming battle head-on. They were simply at a disadvantage.
Jin Jingwu sneered. "Brothers, attack together!"
The moment his words fell, everyone sneered and surged forward, charging fiercely toward the people of Southern Emperor Province. The faces of the Southern Emperor Province group darkened, but they still gritted their teeth and met the attack head-on.
Murong Hua