The dark green sickle struck down with the power of the Thunderbolt, slashing to the end and splitting the high-level evil warrior into two halves. The flesh and blood flew out to the left and right, leaving only a cloud of blood mist in front of Ming Yuexiang.
"Laugh at you der!"
He took back the dark green sickle, looked insidiously to see if anyone was nearby, and then looked at Ming Yuexiang sitting on the ground.
"Hold it, be careful!"
The senior evil warrior threw a black-feather-like fan to Ming Yuexiang, which exploded into the air and shot into the distance!
"This..." Seeing the black feather fan in his hand, why does this high-level evil warrior want to protect himself? And he can actually speak human language. Generally, evil people cannot speak human language until they reach the god level.
Putian Lieyun's palm dispersed Xie Wuhun again, but no matter how he attacked, he could not cause any substantial damage to Xie Wuhun. Because of this, Putian began to panic, and he accidentally killed a Sky City person.
warrior!
"Quack! The burning taste of Old Man Putian's soul fire is very pleasant! It's beyond my power! Look at how all the garbage in the Sky City were killed by my men!"
Although twenty-seven high-level evil warriors were killed by Putian, at this moment Putian was completely held back by Xie Wuhun. Twenty or so evil warriors with perfect saint-level strength waved dark green sickles and faced off against senior or
Human beings at the clan level are like chopping cabbage.
Among the strong men in the Sky City, Puxuan led five saint-level strong men to resist desperately, but they were outnumbered and had blood on them, so one of them was killed in an instant.
"I will not be a human being until I kill all of you evil tribe!" The giant sword was dancing, and flashes of light appeared.
Being so anxious prevented him from exerting 100% of his strength.
"Brother! Be careful behind you!"
As a saint-level evil warrior, he can understand human language, but he can't speak it yet. A reminder came from behind, and this strong high-level evil warrior pulled a dark green sickle with blood from a sword master level.
The strong man pulled it out of his belly and slid! He turned around handsomely! He slashed with lightning in the sky. He showed a well-trained look and his strong strength.
"Hoo!" The dark green sickle made a sound that broke through the air. However! When his eyes could see clearly behind him.
"Where?" There was no one behind him except the corpses of long-dead humans.
"Brother! Where are you talking about? It's really behind you!" The red light flashed behind him, and the evil warrior with the strength of the seventh-level sword master leaned forward, and then his eyes widened, thick
Thick blood slowly left from the top of my head.
"I told you that you wouldn't listen!" the senior evil warrior behind him smiled evilly.
"Boom!" Not far away, the last saint-level warrior of the Yu Clan self-destructed! The powerful self-destruction wave of fighting energy shattered three high-level evil warriors, and three more high-level evil warriors flew towards this side.
A poisonous smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, his right hand shook, and the back of the dark green sickle was covered with a blood-red blade. Suddenly, like a chameleon, his face changed crazily, turning into a look of panic, and he yelled at the three retreating companions, "Be careful.
Ah, the one over here also exploded!"
A white-gold fighting spirit bullet instantly appeared on his left hand and hit the ground.
"Boom!" The grudge bomb exploded into the sky with flames, and it was so high that it could not be seen far away, but the momentum that stirred up sand and dust was not small.
The three senior evil warriors were in a dilemma. The powerful sand city had already enveloped their sight. Just when they were about to change direction. It was like an illusion in their eyes, red light flowed through, and the three of them felt a chill on their necks.
As soon as his vision dimmed, his body was completely lost.
After the dust passed, there were three more corpses of high-level evil warriors.
"Gah! There's a girl here! She's so damn beautiful!" A dozen ordinary evil warriors discovered Ming Yuexiang on the other side. She was sitting on the ground, unable to walk at all, and there was a blood hole on her right leg.
My legs have completely lost feeling.
"Don't come here!" Ming Yuexiang fired a seventh-level magic from her palm and hit several people, but they were dodged lightly!
"Quack, quack! Brothers, I'll come first. You guys can help me guard, quack!" There were still blood drops on the muddy fleshy wings, and saliva flowed out of his mouth, looking at the delicate bright moon on the ground.
Fragrant and making excited sounds.
"Get out of here! Otherwise I won't be polite!"
"Quack! It's just a broken fan!" A dozen evil warriors laughed when they saw the black feather fan in Ming Yuexiang's hand!
"Spiritual light kills!" At the moment Ming Yuexiang shook her fan in fear, a ray of golden light emitted from the tip of the black feather fan, and there was a sacred voice.
"What..." Before the dozen or so evil warriors could react, they were already speechless. Their eyes widened several times larger than fish eyes, and they looked at the fan in Ming Yuexiang's hand angrily.
There is a trace of light gold on the neck, like a light wrapped in gold wire!
"Bang bang bang..." Blood spattered and more than a dozen heads rolled to the ground at the same time.
"Ah!" Even though Ming Yuexiang was used to seeing killings, the sight of blood splattering and heads flying at the same time still frightened him.
"What kind of fan is this? And who was that evil clan member just now?" Ming Yuexiang was puzzled!
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"Deputy Chief Pu Xuan, what are you doing! Come on!" Pu Wu had lost his fighting power and fell to the side unable to move. Three sword masters from the Swan clan who had arrived were protecting him.
Pu Xuan was stunned. He was standing on the edge of the battlefield with six or seven masters. Only the evil warriors without eyes would come to trouble them.
"Follow me! Act according to the opportunity!" Pu Xuan whispered, and immediately seven people rushed out, bursting out with Zun-level fighting spirit. Although they were all strong men around the third level of Saint level, these people were secretly trained by him.
Yes, Puwu doesn’t know at all!
And just when Pu Xuan went out to wait for the others to rush out, Xie Wuning's figure moved to avoid the pile of rocks in the distance.
The battlefield immediately became intense. Although the numerical advantage of the evil warriors was too great, the people of Sky City were desperate! If they couldn't defeat them, they would self-destruct, which made the evil warriors disgraced. In addition, Pu Xuan is also a good hand with an eighth-level sword.
The addition of Sheng immediately stabilized some panicked people. The most important thing was that Putian came to help from time to time and was able to solve one or two stumbling blocks.
"Old man Putian, aren't you afraid that the fire of life will burn you to death?"
Xie Wuhun is so depressed! As a fourth-level divine machine powerhouse, one of the ten evil powerhouses, he has not only killed a few people, but also was beaten and suppressed. Just now, he accidentally hit Futian with a palm, which caused blood to pour out of him.
, and immediately vomited blood.
However, Putian can't even think about using up Xie Wuhun's fighting spirit within an hour, because he can absorb the fighting spirit of the evil warriors to replenish himself, and he can't hurt Putian.
"Boom!" With a sky-shaking explosion, five sword masters and a god-level strongman self-destructed at the same time! The huge pit blew up everyone on the battlefield. Immediately, the people on the ground in the Sky City were empty, including those below the master level.
They were all killed in it, and the others flew into the air. Pu Xuan was vomiting blood and was blown away and fell on Pu Tian.
"Ancestor Putian!"
Pu Xuan exposed his right leg with a long sword inserted into it, and the excruciating pain made him sweat profusely.
All other high-level evil warriors got out of the way and retreated behind Xie Wuhun.
"Look at how embarrassed you are! Are you still a high-level warrior of the evil clan?" Xie Wuhun heard a sound transmission in his ears, his eyes lit up, and he immediately turned around to putian space, scolding the senior evil warriors behind him!
Pu Tian glanced at Xie Wuhun and landed next to Pu Xuan, "Junior, don't panic, I'm here to help you!"
Putian put his hand on the edge of the sword, and the pale golden light immediately enveloped the long black sword.
"broken!"
The light golden light seemed to have pierced into the black sword, and a pool of black water appeared on the ground. The long sword was turned into pus by the divine fighting energy! Pu Xuan's pain was relieved immediately!
"How do you feel now?" Putian looked at Puxuan's expression, as if he had come out, the pain and depression immediately disappeared, and his legs were slowly regaining consciousness under the divine fighting energy.
"Ancestor Putian, be careful behind you!"
Xie Wuhun put his palms together and came towards the sky in the direction of the universe.
"Hmph! There's no way for a little sneak attack on me!" Putian swept his left leg to the ground and faced Xie Wuhun's palms with his palms.
"Peng!" The two palms faced each other, and Xie Wuhun's body shook. His strength was indeed inferior to that of Putian, but he could endure the severe pain and expend a lot of fighting energy to fight against Putian.
"If you are looking for death, I will kill you!" Putian directed all his strength towards his arm.
"Huh! It's you who will die! Full of fighting spirit!" Xie Wuhun's stupid move shocked the whole world. Consuming Guang Xie Wuhun's fighting spirit is the best way to kill him, and now he actually comes to his door.
Putian's fighting spirit was more powerful than Xie Wuhun's, but in order to consume Guangxie Wuhun's fighting spirit faster, Putian also risked his life. There was a junior eighth-level swordsman behind him who could warn others of sneak attacks.
but!
Just then!
Pu Xuan stood up with his fighting spirit fully activated, and the purple fighting spirit exploded out, not in any other direction, but aimed at the heart of Putian's back! There was a black and purple dagger in his right hand!
"Go to hell!" Pu Xuan poured all his fighting energy into the dagger, the purple light burst into bloom, and the purple-black light cut through the air, thrusting into Pu Tian's back.
The moment Putian reacted, his hands were suddenly tightly wrapped by Xie Wuhun's fighting spirit, unable to move at all. However, he activated the divine fighting spirit to protect his body, but the black-purple dagger was as easy as cutting paper.
With a "swipe" sound, the dagger pierced Putian's body. The blade pierced his heart. It completely penetrated and absorbed the powerful soul power crazily, making it impossible for him to let his soul go.