Xing Tianwu was very excited.

previously.

He was robbed of the Xingtian Ax by Xing Ba, and he has been in a state of absent-mindedness and wandering. He even lost interest in his favorite battle.

But now...

Got it!

Finally I have a handy weapon!

Familiar feel!

Familiar stick!

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, and the more excited he became, the tighter he hugged her. Soon, the sapling was scratched by him!

"Fool!"

It was so painful that it yelled, "Let go! Let go quickly! Otherwise Grandpa Tree will make you look good..."

Xing Tianwu ignored it.

"Hahaha……"

"It's so enjoyable! It's so enjoyable!!"

Holding a big stick, his eyes were red, he was galloping all the way, fighting farther and farther, and the more he fought, the crazier he became!

Very quickly.

The figures of one person and one tree completely disappeared into the endless army of divine servants!

Stupidly uprooting saplings!

Fight thirty thousand miles alone!

"Fool!"

"Me!￥..."

Vaguely.

The sapling's curses came over.

In situ.

Yuan Xiaoxia was stunned!

How can a fool with a big stick be so powerful?

…

boom!

Outside the encirclement, in another battlefield, Yan Changge pressed his big hand, and a broken stele that reached the sky fell instantly, knocking away a god king in front of Shang Qingshu!

"He is your son after all."

Glancing at Xing Ba in the distance, he shook his head and said, "You are too harsh on him."

"A silly boy!"

Xing Ba swung the big ax in his hand and swung the opponent in front of him away. He laughed and cursed, "For a broken ax, what's the point?"

boom!

With the demonic power rising from Qianye's body, he directly knocked away the opponent in front of him, glanced at him, and shook his head.

"Your son is not that bad."

"It's a bit silly."<

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"But I feel that he is more pure than you. With your Xing Clan's bloodline and your own talent, I dare not say the third step, but I can break into the second step. The confidence is not small, but you are standing still.

After so many years, you don’t want to think about why?”

"What he said makes sense."

Mu Xinghe also took a moment and said solemnly, "That son of yours has a pure heart and will most likely go further than you in the future."

Xing Ba remained silent.

"Why don't I know this?"

Glancing at the Xingtian Ax in his hand, he sighed, "These years have been full of disturbances, and my Taoist heart has become dusty. I feel that my progress in cultivation is getting slower and slower... That's all. After this battle, I will completely hand over this burden to

he……"

Bang!

Before he finished speaking, a figure suddenly appeared in the field. His face was pale. He couldn't hold it back for a while and vomited out a mouthful of blood.

But it is Donghualin.

"you……"

He described himself as embarrassed, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said angrily, "Can you deal with your opponent first, and then talk about other things?"

Unprecedented.

Qianye did not laugh at him, but frowned deeply.

The battle ends here.

There are as many as a dozen divine kings who have died in his hands, but... instead of decreasing, the number of opponents is increasing!

Not just him.

Boom boom boom!

Just as he was about to speak, giant figures fell from all directions again, joining together with the previous gods, surrounding everyone.

now.

There are eight third-step gods that everyone faces!

"How about it?"

Qianye looked at Mu Xinghe and said in a deep voice, "Can you still bear it?"

"You have to bear it."

Mu Xinghe was silent for a moment and said quietly, "It's possible... that he will be exhausted to death."

Tired to death.

It looks like a joke.

But few people laughed.

Except for Dong Hualin, these people, if picked at random, are extremely lethal people who are not afraid of group battles.

Can……

What if the enemy cannot be killed or beheaded in full, or even more and more are killed?

Even if you add Shang Qingshu who just broke through.

Even a few of them are the most amazing and peak group of strong men in the human race.

Can……

If you want to rely on the strength of a few people to withstand the peak combat power of the entire Protoss, even if you don't die, you will be dragged to the end!

"Human wave tactics."

"Add fuel tactics."

Yan Changge sighed, "Although these are the stupidest methods,... sometimes they really work."

It's not just them.

Those people who were besieged by billions of servants of gods also had the same idea.

Not to mention people like Feng Xi.

Even Xuantian's Ten Thousand Sword Cultivator, who had a slightly lower cultivation level, had killed countless servants of the gods at this moment.

Although there were also casualties.

But overall, the situation on the battlefield is excellent.

only.

But everyone was not happy at all.

The number of divine servants is too many!

First there was Sister Yiquan, then Feng Xi and Leng Meizi, and then there were Yuan Zhengyang with peak combat power. The number of divine servants who died in their hands was countless!

Can……
To be continued...