1120: Chapter 1120: Retreat at Every Step!_1 1120: Chapter 1120: Retreat at Every Step!_1 As the great war progressed.
The sun had completely set, and nightfall ca.
A crescent moon hung high in the sky.
Those watching the battle at the foot of the mountain were dumbstruck.
“My god, these East Nation Martial Artists are actually fighting on par with our three thousand plus martial artists, and they even have the upper hand?!”
“The key point is they only have a few dozen people, and a few dozen are holding the upper hand against three thousand plus?
What a joke?!”
“Could it be that our martial artists really aren’t a match for East Nation’s Martial Artists?!”
“No, that’s not right.
Until now, Sir Royal Mount Martial Divine hasn’t made a move!
As long as Sir Royal Mount Martial Divine makes a move, he will definitely turn the tide!”
The people of Sakura Country were exclaiming in shock, feeling very annoyed in their hearts.
Those from Sakura Country following the battle on the internet also clenched their teeth in hatred.
However, once they learned that “Royal Mount Martial Divine” Toyotomi Doekawa had not yet taken action, they felt a little reassured.
“Good, well done.
Keep up the montum and defeat them!”
“It seems the fighters from Sakura Country Martial Arts World are nothing special after all, not a match for us!”
“There’s probably no suspense left in this battle, we are sure to win!”
“Everyone shouldn’t be too optimistic, after all, we are in Sakura Country, and Sakura Country might send masters to support at any mont!”
The public of East Nation also shared their views on the internet.
Seeing Reginald Weston and the others gaining the advantage, they were very excited.
But, thinking of the imminent support from Sakura Country Martial Arts World, everyone beca worried again.
At this mont.
At the summit of Mount Fuji.
Toyotomi Doekawa stood there quietly.
Seeing his own people gradually falling behind.
His originally half-closed eyes suddenly snapped open, he took a step forward, crossing hundreds of ters, and then slashed towards Reginald Weston with his sword!
Whoosh!
A gray-white giant sword cut through the heavens, emitting a fierce and terrifying Sword Qi!
Reginald Weston, who was locked in fierce battle with Tyrion Jordan, sensed a dangerous force!
He quickly turned around and threw a punch!
Clang clang!
Sword and fist collided, making a sharp sound upon impact!
Sparks flew, True qi rippled, and Sword Qi soared to the sky!
Although Reginald Weston blocked the sword strike, he was still shaken back repeatedly!
After retreating for about ten or so ters, Reginald Weston finally stabilized his body!
“Haha, Brother Toyotomi, you finally made a move!”
Tyrion Jordan looked towards Toyotomi Doekawa and laughed aloud.
Toyotomi Doekawa said indifferently, “I originally thought I wouldn’t need to step in, but I didn’t expect these guys to be sowhat capable.
It seems I have to take action after all.”
Tyrion Jordan said, “This guy indeed has so strength; killing him would be a bit difficult for !”
Toyotomi Doekawa declared, “Brother Tyrion, go help Brother Ryogen and the others.
Leave this guy to to deal with!”
“Yes!”
Tyrion Jordan complied, and with a flash of his body, he charged toward Boris Moore!
Reginald Weston kept a close eye on Toyotomi Doekawa.
He could feel that this old fella had the strongest presence among everyone present, probably with a cultivation beyond the middle phase of Martial God.
Toyotomi Doekawa raised his eyes to look at Reginald Weston and said, “You must be the Martial Alliance Chief Reginald Weston from East Nation’s Martial Arts Alliance?
If this old man can kill you, it will surely deal a heavy blow to the morale of East Nation’s Martial Arts World!
Therefore, no matter what, you must die today!”
Reginald Weston retorted with confidence, “Old fella, killing won’t be so easy!”
“Is that so?”
Toyotomi Doekawa sneered, “This old man wants to see if your strength is as tough as your mouth!”
Before the voice had fallen!
Boom!
A gray-white Light Beam burst forth from his body, piercing the night sky, dispersing the clouds above the sky!
“If you want to kill , Reginald Weston, feel free to try!”
Reginald Weston spoke dominantly, his whole body shaking slightly.
Boom!
A black gold light beam shot up into the sky, like a rainbow piercing the moon, ferociously unrivaled!
After both montum and combat power burst to their limits,
Reginald Weston charged forth like a primordial fierce beast!
Seeing Reginald Weston rushing to kill,
Toyotomi Doekawa’s eyes turned cold, and with a lift of his right arm, he swung out a sword strike!
“Firmant God Slayer Sword!”
Whoosh!
A gray-white giant sword seed to tear open the Void, emitting a terrifying Sword Qi that slashed towards Reginald Weston!
Reginald Weston neither dodged nor retreated, but instead punched to et the attack!
“Great Desolate Sky Burning Fist!”
A black golden fla giant fist thundered upward!
A black gold fla bird collided in attack!
Thrum Thrum!
Sword and fist collided once more, exploding with the sound of a muffled thunderclap!
Sword Qi crisscrossed, Flas raged, and True qi surged wildly!
Accompanied by the “Rumbling” sound of explosions,
The fla bird was directly slashed out of existence!
Hiss!
A long bloody gash was carved directly across Reginald Weston’s arm, with blood dripping down!
Toyotomi Doekawa said indifferently, “Reginald Weston, although you possess strong power, your cultivation has only just entered the Middle phase of Martial God.
And I, old man, entered the Latter Stage of Martial Saint last year, my cultivation already long consolidated, just one step away from advancing further upward.
What will you use to fight ?”
Reginald Weston, unrestrained and wild, roared, “Old fella, even if I truly die by your hand today, I will leave you grievously wounded!”
“You think you can wound ?” Toyotomi Doekawa sneered.
“You must be delusional!”
With that, Toyotomi Doekawa’s figure moved like a flash of gray-white light, rushing forward to kill!
On the way in killing rush,
Toyotomi Doekawa struck fiercely with his sword!
Whoosh!
This strike was as fast as lightning, swift as Gale, and cruel as wildfire!
But Reginald Weston, undeterred and relentless, surged forth, throwing a punch like a heavy cannon blasting out!
Thrum Thrum!
Another earth-shattering collision erupted, reverberating across the nine mountains, shaking the vast terrain for miles!
“Ugh!”
Reginald Weston grunted as he was once again sent flying backward!
Only after traveling a full fifty ters did he manage to steady himself!
A long gash had been cleaved across his chest, flesh turned inside out, blood flowing freely and staining his garnts red!
For the average Middle phase Martial God, such sword blows could be lethal or, at the very least, inflict grave injuries!
Yet, Reginald Weston, relying on his formidable combat strength and physique, endured it with sheer force!
Despite serious external injuries, his combat power remained unaffected!
Toyotomi Doekawa narrowed his eyes, comnting, “Indeed worthy of being the East Nation Martial Leader.
Your strength is truly remarkable!
To have taken two of my sword strikes in succession without dying!
I wonder just how many more you can withstand?”
“Old man, shut your mouth!” Reginald Weston bellowed with fury, roaring as he continued his onslaught!
“Reginald Weston, you’re just struggling in vain!” Toyotomi Doekawa sneered coldly, holding his sword as he charged into the fray!
A much fiercer battle erupted!
It was during the fierce combat between Reginald Weston and Toyotomi Doekawa,
That Boris Moore and Tyrion Jordan also engaged in a major battle!
As for Matsuno Ryogen, he turned his killing intent towards Jackson Luther and others!
With Matsuno Ryogen’s assistance,
The two Martial Emperors, Morimura Nakamura and Kashima Genkos, turned their attacks on the leaders of the Hidden Dragon Pavilion Five Groups and the masters and Elders of the Eight Great Sects!
It was precisely because of Toyotomi Doekawa joining the fight that the tide of battle reversed!
The side of East Nation’s Martial Arts World began to be pushed back steadily!
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