My beautiful CEO wife-Chapter 1508: Mystical Sky Battle Sword’s Power
Boom!
With immense power, the long leg fiercely swept across Evil Eyes’ waist, sending him flying sideways.
Mutual destruction!
By this point, the outcome was essentially decided. On Sky Net’s side, although they managed to repel the attacks of four Martial Saints with great strength and tenacious will, they themselves suffered extremely serious injuries and had no strength to continue fighting.
On the side of the men in black, the most powerful Jingang in black hadn’t even made a move and remained intact up to now. He could easily sweep through everyone present. Therefore, one could say, at this moment, Sky Net was utterly defeated!
"Surrender."
The black-clad Jingang said coldly, "I can’t imagine how you could possibly turn this around. If you don’t surrender, you’re only headed for a dead end."
"Rather die than surrender!"
Long Qie said coldly.
After speaking, he glanced over the underground plaza, gaining a rough understanding of the situation. A resolute look flashed in his eyes as he said, "Brother Dugu, this is now an internal matter of Sky Net. You’ve killed a Martial Saint and are seriously injured yourself. You’ve done more than enough. There’s no need to lose your life for us, so go."
Dugu Baitian shook his head and said indifferently, "What’s wrong with dying in battle? You don’t need to persuade me."
Upon hearing this, Long Qie and others trembled slightly. Dugu Baitian wasn’t part of Sky Net, yet he was willing to lay down his life for it. This friendship was truly moving. They were deeply impacted.
"Very well, then let us die fighting to defend Sky Net and protect the Evil God! If you wish to achieve your vile goal, you’ll have to step over our corpses first!"
Long Qie took a deep breath, his eyes turning sharp.
He didn’t try to persuade Dugu Baitian further. He knew that anyone who reached the Martial Saint Realm had an extremely resolute will. No one could change their decision. Moreover, among men, there was no need for excessive sentimentality.
"Hahaha, you do have some backbone. In that case, I’ll give you the outcome you desire." The black-clad man, akin to a Buddhist Jingang, laughed coldly and stepped forward.
Boom!
The ground shook violently, with cracks spreading in all directions. The previously strong black-clad fat man seemed like child’s play compared to this Jingang-like figure. This level was probably that of a late-stage Martial Saint.
Long Qie and others stood together, their eyes resolute. Despite their opponent’s overwhelming strength, making them almost impossible to defeat, they could not retreat a single step. Behind them was the Evil God’s retreat, and they intended to use everything to keep these people at bay.
Even though success was uncertain.
Yet, even in the face of the impossible, they had to try.
Currently, Sky Net faced perhaps its most critical moment in history. They had to build a great wall with their blood and flesh to keep the invaders out.
However, just as the atmosphere in the field grew more intense, reaching a critical point where it was about to erupt, a barely audible voice reached Long Qie and the others’ ears—soft but firm and clear.
"Retreat!"
Their eyes widened with joy as the voice was unmistakably Xiao Zheng’s! Could it be that Xiao Zheng had finished healing?
However, Long Qie and others quickly shook their heads. With Xiao Zheng’s severe injuries, it was unlikely he had healed so quickly. He probably sensed the commotion outside and awoke from his healing state.
Hesitation appeared on Long Qie and the others’ faces.
If Xiao Zheng ordered them to save their lives, they shouldn’t comply. At such a time, to protect Sky Net and the Evil God, sacrifices had to be made.
"Retreat!"
The second voice sounded again, providing no explanation but with exceptional authority.
Long Qie and the others exchanged glances and then nodded, deciding to follow Xiao Zheng’s command. On the battlefield, orders are absolute. Here was a battlefield, and the Evil God was the supreme commander, requiring obedience despite any reasoning.
Swish!
The group instantly retreated backward at high speed.
"Trying to escape?"
The Jingang-like black-clad Martial Saint was briefly surprised, then sneered, "It seems your resolve isn’t that strong after all."
Boom!
As he spoke, he charged forward like a thunderbolt, with a domineering momentum, swiftly reaching Long Qie and the others.
After all, as a late-stage Martial Saint expert, once he unleashed his full speed, few could match it. Thus, despite Long Qie and others’ early retreat, they were soon pursued and caught up to.
"Damn it!"
Long Qie cursed.
Immediately, he stopped with a resolute look in his eyes, shouting, "You go first; I’ll hold him off."
Boom.
As he spoke, Gang Qi flames blazing on his body, Long Qie decided to fight to the death.
However, before he charged ahead, a sudden change occurred. At this moment, a sword cry echoed from the underground space behind them.
The sword’s cry was proud and cold, spreading clearly through the space. Within moments, everyone saw a sword light penetrating through the wall, shooting straight at the Jingang-like black-clad man.
"Mystical Sky Battle Sword!"
The crowd gasped at the sight of the sword light.
The Jingang-like black-clad man was startled, not by the name Mystical Sky Battle Sword, but by the sharp aura contained within the sword light, seemingly capable of piercing the heavens. This was undoubtedly Martial Saint level power!
The black-clad man dared not be careless, forcibly stopping his body in mid-air and retreating backward.
Seeing this, Long Qie rejoiced, shouting, "We retreat."
Using this chance, the group retreated deeper into the underground space. The black-clad men wanted to stop them, but already injured, they couldn’t keep up even if they tried.
And those ordinary Sky Net warriors weren’t interested in chasing them, as it was a Martial Saint, and they didn’t want to waste energy.
Whew!
The sword light aimed straight at the Jingang-like black-clad man’s heart, rapidly closing in. The man shouted, surging his Gang Qi to envelop his fist, punching straight at the sword light.
Clang!
A loud clash ensued.
As they collided, the Jingang-like black-clad man’s fist was sliced open by the sharp aura, revealing white bone and a gushing stream of blood.
