Suddenly, a blood-red light swept across the sky, drowning the two of them in an instant.
"Not good." The expressions of the four masters from the Demonic Wood Spirit Tribe, who were at the peak of the True Saint Stage, changed at the same time. From the opponent's attack, they knew that the two masters from the Demonic Wood Spirit Tribe were in danger.
"Ahh..." Sure enough, two extremely miserable screams sounded out, and then there was no movement.
The blood-red light disappeared, as if it had been absorbed into the body of the mysterious man. Where the two young masters of the Demonic Wood Spirit Clan were standing just now, there was only what looked like dry trees left.
Everyone around them was stunned. They originally thought this battle would be so fierce, but what they didn't expect was that the battle was over all of a sudden and looked very strange.
"What just happened? What is that blood-red light?"
"I feel that the blood-red light is very evil. It swallows up all the life essence of the opponent. It is really terrible."
"Crooked ways, huh."
"It doesn't matter what his path is, as long as he can kill foreigners, he has become a face for our younger generation of masters in Xiliang Sanctuary."
"He seems to be the mysterious man in the legend of our generation."
"Yes, it's definitely him. Although the power he possesses is very evil, he has never done anything bad. On the contrary, he has become many masters. The quality of a person does not depend on the good or evil of the skills he cultivates.
, but the good or bad of the heart.”
Everyone around was talking about it.
"The Demonic Wood Spirit Clan is nothing more than that. I will wait until my cultivation reaches the middle stage of the True Saint before I can teach you." The master, who was wearing a black loose robe and a silver mask, said lightly, turned around and left, following him.
As he moved around, his figure gradually blurred and disappeared.
"Let's go, let's go, there's nothing good to see anymore. Our young masters from Xiliang are not weak in strength." One person said and left here.
The onlookers left one after another, and after a while, only twenty-two masters of the Demonic Wood Spirit Clan were left here.
"I didn't expect that the younger generation of Xiliang Sanctuary actually has masters?" A younger master of the Demonic Wood Spirit Tribe murmured, as if it was unbelievable that the younger generation of the human race Xiliang Sanctuary had masters.
"That person already has the strength to fight across realms. I'm afraid even a master in the middle stage of True Saint would have a hard time defeating him." said a master at the peak of the middle stage of True Saint from the Demonic Wood Spirit Clan.
"So strong? Then why didn't he fight with us just now?"
"I'm afraid he came here just to establish his authority! I didn't expect to lose two masters just after entering this small town. I really don't know what will happen after arriving inside." The master of the Demonic Wood Spirit Clan who is at the peak of the True Saint Middle Stage
Worry said.
"Then shall we continue to move forward, or shall we go back?"
"Let's move forward! We can't lose two young masters in vain, and let you look at the other young masters in Xiliang."
"We have already seen it." A young master from the Demonic Wood Spirit Tribe said in a very depressed mood.
"I know you are talking about Yu Wen Zhou Yuan. That person is simply a monster and is not counted as a young man." When Yu Wen Zhou Yuan is mentioned, even masters at the ninth level of the Peak True King of the Demonic Wood Spirit Clan are extremely afraid of him.
After staying here for a while, they left and walked towards another city.
The Scale Horns tribe was about to leave Xiliang and return to the Scale Horns continent. Just as they were about to step onto the beach, they saw a young man wearing a blue robe and long black hair standing quietly on the beach.
They walked to a place thirty feet away in front of the young man and stopped.
"Are you ready to challenge?" asked the master from the Scale Horn clan who was at the peak of the mid-term True Saint stage.
"Yes." The young man in a green robe said with a faint smile, his ruthless demeanor was very charming.
"Your cultivation is at the peak of the early True Saint stage, and so am I. I'm here to fight you." A young man from the Scale Horns walked out slowly. Every step forward, the beach would shake violently, and the space would shake.
The surging waves are no longer turbulent.
"Fight with all your strength, don't stay behind." The master of the Scale Horn Tribe who was at the peak of the True Saint Stage said coldly.
What he meant was to strike with a fatal blow and to kill him absolutely.
When they left, they actually encountered challenges, as if the other party used them as whetstones, and they were extremely angry.
"Elder, don't worry, I will definitely do my best." The young man said firmly with a cold light flashing in his eyes.
This time they came out and suffered heavy losses, especially Yuwen Zhouyuan's warning, which made them feel extremely aggrieved. Now they finally met a punching bag to vent their frustrations to their heart's content.
But whether you are taking it out on others or whether you are being used as a punching bag by others, I am afraid you will only know after the battle.
"Take my punch." The young man from the Scale Horn tribe suddenly took a step forward. In an instant, countless grains of sand flew up, blocking the person's sight.
At this time, he punched out with overwhelming force. He punched a passage in the space, and the powerful force erupted into a roar. It was as if a mountain range could be blown into pieces under his punch.
Facing the powerful blow from this early True Saint master from the Scale Horn Tribe, the young man in the green robe seemed to turn into a wisp of breeze, drifting with the powerful fist force without being hit at all.
"Death! Die! Die!." Seeing that he missed a hit, this peak master of the early stage True Saint from the Scale Horn tribe became extremely violent. He shouted three words of death in a row. Every time he shouted a word of death, he would
Punch out a powerful punch, like a rushing river, penetrating the void and destroying everything.
The man in the green robe is still the same as before, his figure is like catkins floating in the wind, his movements are extremely elegant, and he looks particularly relaxed.
With the last terrifying flow of fist power, the figure of the young man wearing a blue robe floated backwards with the fist power.
When he was about thirty feet away from the early True Saint master of the Scale Horn Tribe, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and a flying knife that was only three inches long, as thin as a cicada's wing, and crystal clear suddenly appeared between his fingers.
.
Before he could see any movement, the flying knife in his hand disappeared. This is the secret skill of the Ye family, the flying knife skill. The attack power is extremely powerful. Few people at the same level can dodge it.
Of course, this powerful attack power is also limited. Every time a flying knife is fired, it will cause a great loss of the user's energy and spirit. It can be said that it is their full blow.
"Not good." The master of the early True Saint stage of the Scale Horns narrowed his eyes slightly and his face changed. The younger master of the Scale Horns couldn't see the flying knife, but it didn't mean that he couldn't see it.
In his field of vision, the flying knife as thin as a cicada's wings seemed to blend into the air, moving forward in an extremely mysterious trajectory.
He couldn't interfere in this matter. He believed that as long as he dared to intervene, a strong man would definitely come forward and kill them all.
"Ah..." A miserable voice sounded, and the master of the early stage of the True Saint of the Scale Horns froze up, with a look of disbelief on his face, and a small crack appeared between his eyebrows.
If you look carefully, you will find that this crack has penetrated his head.
"Bang..." The master at the peak of the early True Saint stage of the Scale Horn Clan fell to the ground, with no life breath left in his body.
The young man wearing a blue robe in the Xiliang Holy Land not only penetrated his sea of consciousness, but also killed his soul, making him so dead that he could never die again.
"Very good, really good. I didn't expect that the strength of the younger generation in your human race, Xiliang Sanctuary, would be so terrifying." The expert from the Scale Horn Tribe, who was at the peak of the True Saint Middle Stage, gritted his teeth and said with a cold light in his eyes.
He wanted to kill the young man in blue robes to vent his anger, but he couldn't, he couldn't violate the agreement, otherwise the Scaled Horns would pay a more tragic price.
"I hope that the younger generation of masters from your human race, Xiliang Sanctuary, will come to our Scale-Horn Clan continent to communicate." said the master of the Scale-Horn Clan who is at the peak of the True Saint Middle Stage.
"Don't worry, we will do it. I hope you won't let us down when the time comes." The young man in the green robe said very plainly. With a flash of light in his hand, the flying knife as thin as a cicada's wings appeared in his hand, and it suddenly disappeared from the sky.
It slipped into the cuff.
He walked towards Dengzhou City step by step, preparing to leave this place.
"Can I leave your name?" The master of the Scale Horn Clan who was at the peak of the True Saint Stage asked aloud with light flashing in his eyes as he looked at the back of the young man in the green robe.
The young man did not answer. He still walked forward. When the figure disappeared, a faint voice came from the wind: "Ten Colors Gate Qian Qianhe."
"Qian Qianhe from the Ten Color Sect, okay, I've written down this name." The expert from the Scale Horn Clan who was at the peak of the True Saint Stage said to himself.
Being able to kill the younger masters of their Scale Horn clan at the same level, this person's potential is extremely huge. If nothing unexpected happens, he will definitely become the overlord of one party, not to mention that the other party is not old, so of course he attaches great importance to him.
"It seems that the Xiliang Sanctuary of the Human Race has been able to withstand the attacks of our Scale Horn Clan three times in a row. It's not just a matter of luck. There must be other powers hidden in this Sanctuary." This mid-stage True Saint from the Scale Horn Clan is at the peak of his powers.
The master said with a serious expression.
From the strength of the younger generation, you can basically see the background behind a race. Being able to cultivate masters of this younger generation will naturally have extraordinary power.
"In those few battles, our Scale Horn clan did not use all our strength." A younger master from the Scale Horn clan said with some disbelief.
"I originally thought that the human nation of Xiliang had such a little strength, but now it seems that it is not just the power shown on the surface. I am afraid that even if we use our full strength, we will kill a thousand enemies and damage ourselves by 800."
"The power of the Human Race Xiliang Sanctuary is so powerful?"
"It's very possible. Let's go back quickly! Report this matter completely. Well, this time we are coming to the human country of Xiliang. They have the advantage geographically. If they come to us, the Scale Horns, they must
Let them suffer heavy deaths, and it would be best if even a younger generation of masters would not be able to leave our Scale-Horn Clan continent." said the master of the Scale-Horn Clan who is at the peak of the True Saint Middle Stage.