Chapter 3357
the will to protect
The Plum Blossom Sword is like a dead soul crawling out of hell, filled with a strong aura of death that makes people suffocate.
However, she had always guarded the human race during her lifetime. Even if she is now in a remnant state, her will to protect the human race has not been lost. She can still distinguish between ourselves and the enemy, and directly strike at the Tyrant Demon Lord with a palm.
She struck out with a palm, which seemed to be light and airy. The shadow of her palm hit Lord Ba Tian, ​​causing cracks to appear in his body instantly.
"Moo——"
A howl like a cow suddenly sounded, coming from the Tyrant Demon Lord. His eyes were horrified, and demonic energy surged all over his body, and he actually took the shape of an old cow.
"You turned into an undead spirit?"
This undead soul transformed from human race, with one palm, he was unable to maintain his transformed state?
How is that possible?
The Tyrant Demon Lord, who had transformed into his true form, didn't care that his wounds were filled with deathly aura. He looked at the Plum Blossom Sword with a look of disbelief.
But got no response.
Plum Blossom Sword seemed to have heard nothing, and her face was no longer as beautiful as before her life, and was filled with a kind of desolate coldness and death. She seemed to have crawled out of hell after death, step by step, across time and space.
Come.
Without saying a word, she reached out and grabbed it.
The Tyrant Demon Lord's bull eyes shrank suddenly, he looked at her hand, his body flashed, and he disappeared in an instant.
But this time, the Plum Blossom Sword was caught too fast, and there was a "click" sound, and a piece of blood bone was caught together with the skin and flesh.
"Moo!" a cow barked, and the old cow that appeared in another place shook its head fiercely, and a stream of bright red blood spilled out along the blood hole between the eyebrows.
The Tyrant Demon Lord did not expect that he would be injured so quickly. The bones between his eyebrows were scratched to pieces. He was just a little bit away from death!
At this time, the Plum Blossom Sword struck again, and a white jade-like palm, like an eagle's claw, flashed out and locked onto the head of the Tyrant Demon Lord.
The Tyrant Demon Lord roared: "Get away!"
boom!
From the old cow's open mouth, a wave of blood spurted out, colliding with the shadow of the palm that was grabbing at it, and shattered together.
The Tyrant Demon Lord suddenly retreated within a stone's throw.
Landing again, the cow's hoof hit the ground heavily. One of the old cow's right eyes was also scratched and red blood flowed. At this moment, no matter the injured eye or the blood hole between the eyebrows, there was a deathly air, like a bug.
Creeping, disrupting wound healing.
die!
If you continue to fight, you will die!
After manifesting the true body, is it still unable to defeat the plum blossom sword of the human race?
At this moment, Ba Tianzun's self-confidence collapsed. He had always felt that he was a strong man on par with Sword Madman, and that a woman like Plum Blossom Sword was a level lower.
But what happens now?
The Plum Blossom Sword not only suppressed him and beat him, but also threatened him with death?!
There was a "click", and there was another sound of cracking bones, which brought Lord Ba Tian back to his senses. He instinctively wanted to make his body retreat violently, but his reaction was still a beat slow. When the bull's head twisted slightly, there was a bang in his ears.
There was a sound like watermelon exploding.
The cow's head exploded to pieces!
The palm struck by the Plum Blossom Sword exploded the bull's head of Lord Tyrant. This scene made the strong men of all races feel horrified and incomprehensible, while the humans all laughed.
Only the poisonous old man couldn't laugh.
He sensed that the Plum Blossom Sword's state was already completely dead and had no intelligence. Her current obsession with killing the Tyrant Demon Lord was completely a residual obsession.
boom!
Another loud sound made the poisonous old man turn his head again, and he saw that the figure of the Plum Blossom Sword had been blown up.
"Huh?"
A man from the mechanical clan who blew up the Plum Blossom Sword was a little surprised. He looked at the figure of the woman he had blown away and regained his composure in less than a second.
Although this woman is not a physical entity and her reaction speed is a bit slower, it is still very difficult for her to be immortal and be blown up, but to be able to reappear quickly all the time.
The man from the Machine Tribe attacked countless punches in an instant. The shadow of his fist was full of power, and he could blow away the figure of Plum Blossom Sword with one punch, but in less than a second, her figure condensed again.
The Plum Blossom Sword didn't just get beaten all the time, her palms also kept hitting, one palm after another. Even if she didn't resist the attack of this mechanical tribe man, she still killed and injured many foreigners.
Yes, she doesn't defend at all, only attacks.
In other words, the Plum Blossom Sword in this state has no intelligence at all, does not know how to defend, and attacks foreigners purely based on instinct.
Her attack had not accidentally injured any human beings, unlike a living person like Du Sou who accidentally injured many human beings with just one move.
After many foreigners who were close were killed or injured, the rest fled in panic.
The Plum Blossom Sword was silent and her eyes were vacant. She was attacking entirely based on her fighting instinct. Her reaction and speed were not as good as those of the mechanical men, but she was like an unbeatable monster.
They broke up and were reunited in less than a second.
"The human race has brought out some kind of monster, how are we going to fight it?"
In the end, the man from the mechanical tribe almost collapsed and let out a roar of fright and anger, and...frightened and uneasy, wondering what the condition of the plum-blossom sword in front of him was like?
The unknown is always scary!
Even though Plum Blossom Sword was being beaten from beginning to end and had no defense, it was always easily exploded by his punch after punch, but the more he was beaten, the more chilled he became.
He is afraid!
If the human race gets more existences like Plum Blossom Sword, or even an organized army of monsters, how will the Alliance of All Races fight?
Not far away, some senior officials from various tribes who arrived later were watching silently, with ugly expressions on their faces.
The situation of the Plum Blossom Sword also shocked everyone. They were as frightened and uneasy as the men of the Machine Tribe. As bystanders, they could see it more clearly. They saw... No matter how many times the Plum Blossom Sword was blown up, the figures were reunited.
In the end, the breath was just as strong, not the slightest bit weaker.
How can we defeat this immortal monster that maintains the same strength?
Especially if the human race can create one such monster, it can create more. Isn't it comparable to the army of the abyss? Wouldn't it be difficult to destroy the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races?
Bang bang bang...
Punch after punch, so fast that people can't see clearly, only a series of afterimages are seen.
The Plum Blossom Sword is often exploded as soon as a figure condenses, but her attack is also shot out immediately and falls outside the secret realm.
However, now, a large blank area has appeared outside the portal of the secret realm, and all the foreigners who came are standing in the distance, outside the attack range of the Plum Blossom Sword and the large formation.
Even if there is no damage to the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races now, the man from the Machine Tribe fighting Plum Blossom Sword and Poisonous Old Man alone seems to be a crushing opponent. However, there is no joy in the eyes of the senior officials of each race, only solemnity, and dark lights flicker one by one. The more he looks at it,
, his expression became more and more serious.
This is unscientific!
There is a voice roaring in the hearts of the senior leaders of all races.
They could all see that whether it was the Poisonous Old Man or the Plum Blossom Sword, the energy of their attacks came from the formation. In other words, as long as the formation was running, the attacks of the two men would continue to come out.
Chapter completed!