Wu Gengji, I will become Zi Yu's apprentice at the beginning! ! !

Chapter 204: The Battle of the Underworld

On the ancient battlefield filled with smoke and flames, the atmosphere was so tense that it seemed to suffocate people. Qianjiao's tall and mighty figure stood there. He stared at Zongheng Tianxia, ​​whose state had changed dramatically. A trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "The burning soul power of the ancient Hades is indeed not simple."

Zongheng Tianxia was emitting a fiery soul force at this moment. The powerful aura was like a raging flame, as if it could burn and distort the surrounding air. His firm and resolute eyes, like a blazing flame, stared at Qianjiao intently, without the slightest fear or retreat. He knew very well that this battle was about the dignity and future of the Hades Clan, and he could not retreat, even at the cost of his life.

Zongheng Tianxia gritted his teeth and shouted angrily: "Qianjiao, today it's either you die or I die!"

Qianjiao snorted coldly and said, "Just you? People of the Underworld, don't be so arrogant."

Qianjiao no longer hesitated. He held the huge hammer tightly, veins popping out on his arm, and smashed it towards Zongheng Tianxia. The hammer had a devastating force, as if it could smash everything into dust. Zongheng Tianxia was not afraid at all. A look of determination flashed in his eyes. He rushed forward and swung his Soul Shattering Fist as fast as a meteor.

The moment the fist and hammer collided, a deafening roar was heard, the sound seemed to penetrate the sky, and the heaven and earth trembled. The powerful impact spread out like a surging wave, and the surrounding soldiers were all shaken back by this force, and some were even thrown to the ground, in a miserable state. Zongheng Tianxia and Qianjiao were also shaken back a few steps, and the ground under their feet was trampled with deep footprints and dust.

A soldier from the Underworld nearby shouted in horror: "This power is too terrifying!" Another soldier clenched his fists and shouted: "Master Zongheng Tianxia will definitely win!"

But they quickly steadied themselves and rushed towards each other like tigers again.

The two fought fiercely. Their figures moved quickly on the battlefield, like two lightning bolts intertwined, and dust and gravel flew everywhere. Every collision was as deafening as thunder, which made people tremble with fear. Some of the soldiers watching the battle had their eyes wide open, their faces full of astonishment and shock; some nervously clenched their weapons, as if they were also in the battle.

Zongheng Tianxia continued to use the Explosive Soul Fist, his fists fell on the Thousand-horned hammer like a violent storm. Each punch carried a powerful soul force, as if it could penetrate everything.

"Look at my fist!" Zonghengtianxia shouted.

Qianjiao was not to be outdone, he swung his giant hammer, responding to Zongheng Tianxia's attack with great force. Every swing of the giant hammer was accompanied by a whirring sound, as if it could tear the air apart.

"Hmph, your strength is not enough." Qianjiao sneered.

Their battle seemed endless and dazzling, as if time had stopped at this moment.

As the battle continued, Zongheng Tianxia gradually felt exhausted. His breathing became rapid, and every breath was like pulling a bellows, heavy and difficult. His forehead was covered with beads of sweat, which were as big as soybeans and rolled down his cheeks.

"I can't fall down, for the sake of the Underworld!" Zongheng Tianxia shouted in his heart.

Zongheng Tianxia held on to his body and swung out the Soul-Breaking Fist again. His fist trembled slightly, but the determination in his eyes remained the same. "Qianjiao, I won't let you succeed!" He roared, his fist whistling with an indomitable momentum.

Qianjiao's giant hammer finally cracked under Zongheng Tianxia's fierce attack. Qianjiao looked at his weapon, and a surge of anger surged in his heart. "You, the people of the Hades Clan, how dare you damage my weapon!" He roared, swinging his giant hammer even harder.

Qianjiao's arms were also shattered by Zongheng Tianxia's strength, blood kept flowing down, dripping onto the ground, dyeing the land red. But Zongheng Tianxia was not having a good time either, he was spitting blood, his body was on the verge of collapse. Every breath seemed to be in great pain, his face was as pale as paper.

The Hades soldiers nearby looked at Zong Heng Tian Xia anxiously. Someone shouted, "Sir, be careful!" Others gripped their weapons tightly, ready to rush up to help at any time.

However, neither of them had any intention of stopping the fight. They continued to fight, as if they would not stop until they completely defeated each other. After all, Qianjiao was an ancient feather-horned god warrior. Although he only had 60% of his combat power and was still in crystal form, his strength could not be underestimated.

Zongheng Tianxia gritted his teeth, ignited his soul power again, raised his fists, and tried to give Qianjiao a fatal blow. "This is for the glory of the Hades!" He shouted, and the soul power formed a blazing light around his body.

But Qianjiao, relying on his rich combat experience and powerful strength, held a huge hammer and resolved Zongheng Tianxia's attacks time and time again. "Humph, you are too naive." Qianjiao sneered, his eyes full of disdain.

The atmosphere on the battlefield was extremely tense, and every collision made people's hearts hang in their throats. Zongheng Tianxia's attacks became more and more crazy, and he seemed to have forgotten his own pain. He had only one belief in his heart, that is, to defeat Qianjiao.

"I won't lose!" Zongheng Tianxia roared, and his fist attacked Qianjiao like a storm.

Qianjiao did not flinch either. He swung his giant hammer, and each attack was powerful. His eyes were full of coldness, as if telling Zongheng Tianxia that he would not be easily defeated.

"You are doomed to fail." Qianjiao roared, and the huge hammer smashed towards Zongheng Tianxia with a whistling sound.

In the end, Zongheng Tianxia was still slightly inferior and was forced into a desperate situation by Qianjiao. The exploding soul in his body stopped burning, and the soul power was exhausted. Zongheng Tianxia felt a sense of despair, and he knew that he could no longer fight.

"Is this the end?" Zongheng Tianxia felt unwilling.

Qianjiao raised his giant hammer, ready to give Zongheng Tianxia the final blow. At this critical moment, Jiang Shang arrived in time.

Jiang Shang looked at Zong Heng Tian Xia who was about to be killed by Qian Jiao, and a strong anger surged in his heart. "Qian Jiao, don't be so arrogant!" He shouted, and without hesitation used the shield that had been upgraded to the Platinum Shield after comprehending the power of Venerable Bai Yue, to block Qian Jiao's hammer.

The powerful impact caused Jiang Shang's platinum shield to shake, but he still tightly controlled the platinum shield and did not let it out of his control. Qianjiao glared at Jiang Shang and shouted, "How dare you, a human pawn, ruin my good deeds!"

Jiang Shang showed no fear, and stood with his shield raised, saying, "Feather Horn God, I am here today, so you can't harm Zong Heng Tian Xia."

Zongheng Tianxia felt a warm current in his heart as he watched Jiang Shang stand up for him. "Thank you, Jiang Shang," he said weakly.

Jiang Shang looked back at Zong Heng Tian Xia, a trace of relief in his eyes. "You take a good rest, leave this to me." He knew that he had to resist Qian Jiao's attack and buy time for Zong Heng Tian Xia to recover.

Qianjiao looked at Jiang Shang and sneered, "Hmph, so what even if he saved you? You can't escape from my palm today." After that, Qianjiao raised the giant hammer again. Although the giant hammer had been broken, it still exuded powerful power.