"Bang..." He shook away all the green vines, his whole body trembled slightly, his face turned pale, and he appeared twenty feet away from where he was standing just now.
Click, click, those frozen green vines shattered, turned into ice particles and then disappeared.
Seeing this scene, Dolimu took a deep breath. He didn't expect that Shuang Xuehan's strength had reached this point. They only fought for a moment before he recovered from his minor injuries. If he continued to fight, I'm afraid the loser would be
He is the most famous master among the younger generation of the Demonic Wood Spirit Tribe, and he will not give up for any reason.
"It seems that Shuang Xuehan's strength can already compete with the existence of the early True Saint." Yuwen Zhouyuan, who was hiding in the dark, thought in his heart.
"Dolimu is going to lose. Now you should know how powerful the younger generation is in the country of Xiliang!" In the void, the master of the ninth level of the True King Peak from the Demonic Wood Spirit Tribe said.
"Elder, I understand. I will definitely take every master seriously." said the younger master of the Demonic Wood Spirit Tribe who was at the Half-Step True Saint level.
The master in the middle stage of True Saint nodded with satisfaction, as if he was saying that a child can be taught.
At this time, the battle between Dolimu and Shuangxuehan reached a fierce stage. Dolimu was completely at a disadvantage, and there was a trace of anxiety on his face.
During the fight with Su Ha, the extremely cold spiritual power in Shuang Xuehan's body had unknowingly invaded his heart, and he felt like he was about to be frozen.
"I don't believe you are so powerful. Thousands of arrows are fired at the same time." Duolimu roared ferociously. In an instant, green light rushed out of his body and turned into long arrows.
It exudes a green light that swallows up people's life essence.
If these long arrows stab someone, they will probably suck out a lot of life essence. A master below the peak of the True King, no matter where he is stabbed, will instantly age or turn into a mummy.
"Ice Palm Technique."
Two light blue lights burst out from Shuang Xuehan's eyes. The footwork under her feet was extremely mysterious. Her body turned into a shadow surrounding Dolimu. At the same time, she continuously clapped her palms, one after another filled with extremely cold spiritual power.
break out.
Waves of powerful cold air surged, and Dolimu's body suddenly became extremely stiff, turning into an ice sculpture in the blink of an eye.
No, I will not lose. Our noble Demonic Wood Spirit tribe will not lose to the lowly human race. Dolimu roared in his heart. He bit the tip of his tongue, and the spiritual energy in his body was rolling.
"Ah..." Dolimu roared, click, click, click... The ice that froze his body was covered with cracks.
"Bang..." The ice exploded and he escaped, but his face was extremely pale. His body trembled slightly, and a puff of blue blood spurted out. His breath was dying. Although Zhang broke free from the ice, he still couldn't.
She was seriously injured.
"The battle is over!" Shuangxue said in a cold voice, not caring at all that there was a master at the ninth level of the True King Peak. He waved his slender hand, and a giant hand condensed with extremely cold spiritual power was shot towards Dolimu.
If this palm is slapped, Dolimu will probably turn into scum.
"Human monks, please forgive others if you have to." At this time, the master of the True Saint Middle Stage from the Demon Wood Spirit Tribe said, and at the same time, a ray of green light rushed towards the giant hand condensed by Shuang Xuehan.
, wanting to disintegrate Shuangxuehan’s attack.
"Huh..." Just when the master of the ninth level of the True King Peak of the Demonic Wood Spirit Tribe made his move, a ray of sharp light suddenly appeared, and suddenly broke the ray of green light emitted by the opponent.
"Who?" The master of the mid-level True Saint from the Demonic Wood Spirit Tribe changed his expression and looked around vigilantly as he said, as if he wanted to find out who the person who made the attack was. He could easily break his attack and hide himself in the surroundings.
If they discovered it, then this person's cultivation level must be very high.
"It's me." A voice resounded throughout the world, and the next moment, a figure appeared in the void. There is no doubt that this figure is Yuwen Zhouyuan, "You should not interfere in their battle, life and death are determined by
life."
"Bang..." At this time, Shuang Xuehan's attack had arrived, and the master of the Half-step True Saint from the Demonic Wood Spirit Clan was suddenly beaten into ice slag.
"Yuwen Zhouyuan?" The master of the middle stage of True Saint from the Demonic Wood Spirit Tribe shrank his eyes and said with a trace of doubt in his voice. There was a trace of fear and a trace of anger in his eyes.
They were just about to go to Xiliang Sanctuary to learn about the strength of this younger generation of human race, but what they didn't expect was that before they entered Xiliang Sanctuary, they were killed by a young master from Xiliang Sanctuary. They
How can I be angry in my heart?
"It's me." Yuwen Zhouyuan landed and stood in front of the girls and said.
Seeing Yuwen Zhouyuan appear, all the girls breathed a sigh of relief, feeling as if they had firm backing.
"Yuwen Zhouyuan, do you want to go against our Demonic Wood Spirit Clan?" The master of the Demonic Wood Spirit Clan's mid-level True Saint stage just stared at Yuwen Zhouyuan and said.
Nowadays, Yuwen Zhouyuan's name is known to everyone in the entire world of cultivation, whether human or alien. The reason is that Yuwen Zhouyuan led a group of masters to actually block the invasion of a pseudo-fairyland master from the Scale Horn Clan.
And there are a group of people behind him who are willing to block attacks for him. Such people are undoubtedly terrifying, and their cultivation must be extremely advanced.
"Against your Demonic Wood Spirit Clan? Haha, what if you go against the entire alien race? The human race already has hatred against the alien race." Yuwen Zhouyuan smiled faintly, and suddenly, two cold gleams burst out in his eyes, "Even if
If I kill you all here now, what can you, the Demonic Wood Spirit Clan, do?"
As he said that, Yu Wen Zhouyuan suddenly took action, flipping his big hand, and the entire space collapsed, trembling violently, and an extremely powerful force came from the sky, as if it was going to completely crush them into pulp.
The expressions of the masters of the Demonic Wood Spirit Clan changed, and the green light on their bodies surged, preparing to block that terrifying power.
"Kakaka..." Their bodies were trembling, their faces turned red, and they looked like they couldn't resist.
"Puff puff..." The twenty young masters of the Demonic Wood Spirit Tribe could not hold on any longer. They spurted out mouthfuls of blood and fell from the void.
Boom boom boom!
They suddenly fell into the ground, and a large human-shaped pit was formed on the ground.
"Stop... Yuwen Zhouyuan, do you want to violate the agreement?" Suddenly, a master of the True Saint Stage from the Demonic Wood Spirit Clan shouted.
"Oh? Agreement? What agreement?" Yuwen Zhouyuan asked doubtfully. The movements of his hands did not stop, but instead increased their strength.
"Kaka ka ka... bang bang bang..." Under the huge pressure of Yuwen Zhouyuan, all four masters of the mid-term True Saint from the Demonic Wood Spirit Tribe fell from the high altitude, their legs sank into the ground, and their faces turned pale.
Suffered some minor injuries.
At this time, Yuwen Zhouyuan stopped attacking and withdrew his hand.
Seeing that Yuwen Zhouyuan did not take action again, everyone in the Demonic Wood Spirit Clan breathed a sigh of relief, with lingering fears on their faces. From the rumors, they already knew that Yuwen Zhouyuan was very powerful, but they did not expect that he was so powerful.
In such an outrageous situation, they can be suppressed with just one hand.
"Tell me, what kind of agreement is it?" Yuwen Zhouyuan looked at them calmly and said, and then added, "If you dare to lie, I will let you stay under the land forever."
"Don't you really know about this agreement?" A mid-level True Saint master from the Demonic Wood Spirit Clan stared at Yuwen Zhouyuan in surprise and asked.
"Stop talking nonsense, if I knew, I would come and ask you?" Yuwen Zhouyuan said impatiently.
Seeing Yuwen Zhouyuan's face, the master of the mid-level True Saint hurriedly said: "In order to prevent the pseudo-fairyland strongmen from taking action at will, the pseudo-fairyland strongmen from all major races have made an agreement. The pseudo-fairyland strongmen are not allowed to take action at will. Old
A strong person of one generation must not take action against a younger generation for no reason..."
He was afraid that Yuwen Zhouyuan would really kill them, so he quickly told Yuwen Zhouyuan all the contents of the agreement.
"So that's it! I am also a master of the younger generation. I am only 1,300 years old. If I kill you all, it will not be considered a violation of the agreement." Yuwen Zhouyuan grinned and revealed eight white stars.
Teeth, standard smile.
"You..." The Demon Wood Spirit Tribe and his group were speechless. They only thought about Yuwen Zhouyuan's cultivation and ignored his age. With such a young master, who could suppress him?
ah!
"Don't worry, I don't even bother to take action against you, but after arriving at Xiliang Holy Land, you'd better be more honest, otherwise I won't mind killing you all." Yuwen Zhouyuan said with a cold glance.
Immediately, with a wave of his hand, he led the girls away from here.
"Puff puff..." After Yuwen Zhouyuan left, the younger masters of the Demonic Wood Spirit Tribe spat out a mouthful of blood again.
"It's too scary. Is he really a member of the younger generation?" A master from the Demonic Wood Spirit Tribe said with lingering fear. The power that Yuwen Zhouyuan had just exploded was so terrifying that it was difficult for them to breathe.
"He is indeed, he is much younger than you. If he is not a younger generation, then all of you are not." A master in the middle stage of the True Saint said with a bitter look on his face.
"Ah?" Upon hearing this, all the younger generations of the Demonic Wood Spirit Clan couldn't help but scream.
"Then what should we do? What if he comes to challenge us? Aren't we going to be killed by him?" A master of the younger generation of the Demonic Wood Spirit Tribe said worriedly, his voice trembling, thinking of what Yuwen Zhouyuan had just brought.
There is a hint of fear in my heart due to its power.
"It doesn't matter to you. After all, his cultivation level is much higher than yours. Even if he challenges you, there is no sense of achievement. We are starting to worry now. His strength has far exceeded that of our older generation masters. I am afraid that except for the pseudo-fairyland
Master, no one at the peak of the True Saint can suppress him. If he challenges the older generation like us, it would be too embarrassing to lose." A master from the Demonic Wood Spirit Tribe who is in the middle stage of the True Saint sighed.
"Is there no clause restricting him in the original agreement?" A younger master from the Demonic Wood Spirit Tribe asked unwillingly.