A spear was nine feet nine, Ao Yi held one arm tightly, and the windmill was spinning.

Flying sand and rocks, and the air waves surging.

Ao Yi shouted angrily, and immediately, his spear condensed and shot straight towards him like a dragon from the sea.

"The horizontal sword style will break the evil!"

Taking a step back, Lin Hao swept across the evil sword.

Puff puff puff!

The sword energy was annihilated, and the "Dragon Going out to the Sea" was like Ao Feng's previous style, unstoppable.

"Seven Killing Styles, the line of heaven and earth."

After swinging his sword again, Lin Hao responded calmly.

After two attacks of sword energy, Ao Qing's "Sea Dragon" finally lost its previous momentum and began to become dim.

"Slaying Evil-Slaying Style, take a thunderous attack!"

His eyes condensed into a straight line, Lin Hao stood firm with his feet, and the evil-slashing sword slashed straight out from top to bottom.

This is the last move of the seven-style style of the evil-killing style, and it is also the most ferocious and explosive style. To be more intuitive, the power of this move is more than five times stronger than the sixth style Seven Killing style.

Therefore, even if the sixth style could not stop Ao Yi's attack at all, this seventh style could easily smash Ao Yi's attack into pieces, and then, it was as powerful as a bamboo shoot, killing Ao Yi in front of Ao Yi.

"Oops!"

Ao Qi felt the threat that was so close that he could not help but use the means of saving his life, "Ancestral Dragon Battle Armor!"

"Bang!"

The straight sword light hit the precise hit and hit the Ancestral Dragon Battle Armor that appeared around Ao Yi. Ao Yi was unable to hurt him at all.

"Swoosh!"

After receiving a blow, Ao Qian immediately retreated, and after pulling a distance of hundreds of meters from Lin Hao, he stopped and looked at Lin Hao with a cold face.

Although the attack just now would not be able to kill him without the defense of the Ancestral Dragon Battle Armor, serious injuries are absolutely no problem. In such a situation where countless enemies around him are eyeing him, it is conceivable what the consequences he will face once he is injured.

"You, very well."

His pupils condensed a little. Although Ao Feng's face was fierce and he wished he could tear Lin Hao to pieces, he did not dare to make any moves.

"If you want to fight, fight, say nothing."

Lin Hao didn't have so many concerns, because in essence, he always stood opposite to this group of people. Moreover, he had absolute means of saving his life. If something really happened, he wanted to escape, but no one could stop him.

"OK."

With a slightly ferocious expression, Ao Wei didn't care about anything when he was pointed at Lin Hao and humiliated. He shouted suddenly. He waved his hand and said to his many companions: "Follow me to join forces and kill him!"

Anyway, it is the hostile human race, and it will be slaughtered once it is slaughtered, without any reason or any scruples.

"slow!"

And at this moment, a low voice sounded.

Lin Hao frowned and looked, but saw a thin figure standing up not far away and saying to Ao Yi.

"Ao Yi, this is my human family. Do you dare to take action?"

The face was silent, and the figure spoke righteously.

"It's really shameless." Lin Hao curled his lips and looked at the thin figure sneeredly.

If the man said this when Ao Feng just took action against him, Lin Hao might be grateful, but now he is "righteous" and the fool knows that this guy is definitely not as righteous as he says.

"That's right, Ao Yi, this is a child of our Allied tribe. Do you dare to take action?"

The leaders of several other major races who were watching shouted, but the constant gaze on Lin Hao's weapons and armor showed what their real purpose was.

"What are you afraid of? Over the years, my dragon clan has never been afraid of you?"

Ao Feng sneered, his face full of pride.

Although the winner is the king and the loser, the dragon clan has never lost to other races. Without the secret help of the world consciousness of the prehistoric world, these low races would not be opponents of the dragon clan at all.

"Since you insist on seeking death, I will fulfill your wishes."

The nine-foot-nine-inch spear wheel was round, and Ao Qing faced all the leaders of the top ten races without any fear.

"good!"

The leader of the human race, the thin figure weighed the pros and cons for a while, finally made a decision and shouted in a deep voice: "Since your dragon clan dares to take the blame for the world, we will never be afraid of you. Humph, our ancestors could seal you in this corner thousands of years ago, and thousands of years later, we can also send you all to hell and let your corpses be buried here."

"good."

“That’s exactly that!”

The other races agree. At this moment, the ten races joined forces and had an absolute advantage, so they naturally would not be afraid of the dragon race. Moreover, most of them have a grudge against the dragon race guys, so if they have the opportunity to kill them and get some benefits, they will never let them go. So, they joined forces to join forces, and hundreds of people from the ten races met dozens of people from the dragon race with ferocious faces.

Lin Hao stood on one side quietly holding a Rasheng knife, quietly watching the conflict between the two sides.

Since they want to kill, they can kill them. When it’s almost time, he will come to an end. I guess their faces will look very good by then.

"As soon as the broken gold knife comes out, unless they join forces, I will sweep Wuji."

After fighting with Ao Qian, Lin Hao knew very well that if he was single-only, no one was his opponent, and the only thing he had to be afraid of was the joint efforts of this group of people. Too many people and strong power was not just empty words. When the strength difference was not too large, many numbers could completely kill the opponent. Therefore, Lin Hao kept hiding his weakness from beginning to end.

His true trump card and strength have never been exposed.

He needed to give others an illusion that he had defeated Ao Yi because he was caught off guard. In terms of his ability, he was no better than them.

...

The battle was fierce and the roar continued.

Because both sides are old enemies and have had hatred for each other over the years, when the war really begins, both sides are crazy to kill.

The ten races were naturally the ones that prevailed. Although the dragon race is the first race in the prehistoric world, and its talent and combat power are far superior to other races, nearly five times the number is a gulf that they have built, but they are still not able to cross. Of course, they are at a disadvantage, and it is not easy for the ten races to feel good. After all, they are the first race in the prehistoric world, and their talent and combat power are far above them. Therefore, after a period of time, except for the ten people led by the ten races, most of the others suffered minor or serious injuries.

"Ao Yi, today is your death."

The leader of the human race, the thin figure, grimly laughed, and the long sword waving left a wound on Ao Feng's body with a swish.

Although the ten clans were difficult to play, Ao Qian could not hold on to him. Six masters of the same level were besieged by him. Unless he had stronger trump cards like Lin Hao and was not exposed, he would definitely die over time.

Ao Qian naturally knew this, but the battle is in full swing, and he can't retreat, so he has no choice but to stand up under the pressure.

"I hope Ao Shen can arrive early."

With a low murmur, Ao Feng could only put all his hopes on the head of Ao Shen, the first genius of the Dragon Clan.

However, what he didn't expect was that just when he was guarding against the joint efforts of the ten clans, suddenly, Lin Hao, who had been in a corner, suddenly took action. A terrifying sword light broke through the air, tearing open his defense in a blink of an eye. His Ancestral Dragon Battle Armor tear his body, which was comparable to a 3S-level prop, into two halves.
Chapter completed!