Arrogant Healer God novel Chapter 1120

Chapter 1120: Chapter 1120: Retreat at Every Step!_1

As the great war progressed.

The sun had completely set, and nightfall came.

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 momentum 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 moment!"

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 became worried again.

At this moment.

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 meters, 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 meters, 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 somewhat capable.

It seems I have to take action after all."

Tyrion Jordan said, "This guy indeed has some strength; killing him would be a bit difficult for me!"

Toyotomi Doekawa declared, "Brother Tyrion, go help Brother Ryogen and the others. Leave this guy to me 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 me 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 me, Reginald Weston, feel free to try!"

"Great Desolate Sky Burning Fist!" 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

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