Chapter 1305: The fierce clan appears

Chapter 1305: Fierce Clan Appears
Yan Beichen was surrounded by two kinds of horror and magic, Li hate and Shura, and killed the fairy sword again!
puff! puff! puff!
The two horrible magical powers of "Li hate sutra" and "shura sutra" have been urged to the limit.
Many sword sects could not stop Yan Beichen's killing at all.
Shura's hand departed from the Hatred Sword, as if the ancient Demon Emperor appeared, and many sword sects have fallen.
What awe-inspiring swordsmanship, and no swordsmanship at all, can't stop the sharp edge of Li Heng Dao!
In a blink of an eye, there were more than thirty powerful swordsmen, and there were only a dozen.
In addition, each Jianzong's face showed panic and fear, and kept back.
Although the fit is full of vitality, and can even be reborn with broken limbs, how can there be serious injuries under the hatred sword?
All are ghosts!
Many fits have practiced so far, some for more than 10,000 years, but don't want to die here.
Some Jianzong turned around and fled, afraid to fight Yan Beichen again.
Xian Jian stood in the crowd, panicking in her heart, looking for help to the strange faces beside her.
These unfamiliar faces are all powerful men of the six fierce tribes, but they have changed their face and hidden the true body!
At this moment, the strong men of the six fierce tribes looked dignified, and invariably rose up one after another.
"Can't watch anymore, you have to do it and kill it!"
The cold spirit said slowly.
"Yes, if you let him grow up, this is an unimaginable threat to our fierce tribe!" The Tianyan tribe nodded noblely.
"Dear friends, thank you for your help and your life-saving grace, and you must remember it in your heart!"
The fairy sword was overjoyed, thinking that it was Yan Beichen who would fight against the six fierce powerhouses.
Hearing the words of Xianjian, the third prince Jinwu sneered and looked disdainful.
To tell the truth, the six fierce clan in their hearts did not take the human cultivator who was present seriously at all, even if it was the power of human integration, they did not take it seriously.
The fairy sword has a great reputation in the field of cultivation. In the eyes of Prince Jinwu and others, it is like an ant, who cares about his life?
"What's your name?"
Prince Jinwu stretched out his palm and patted Xianjian's cheek, and said, "You are not qualified to call me brother or brother, you are dead or alive, what are you doing with us?"
Xianjian was a disciple of Jianzong's title. Even if Yuan Shen was injured, he was a powerful one.
But now, he was beaten to the cheek by Prince Jinwu Sanzi!
The smile on Xian Jian's face froze.
Since he practiced, why have he ever suffered such humiliation!
If he changed to another person and dared to treat him like this, he would fight back at the first time, and at all costs, he would torture the other party to death and frustrate him!
But in front of him was Prince Jinwu.
Next to Prince Jinwu, there are also the combined power of the other fierce tribes. Whenever he shows a little disobedience, before Yan Beichen kills him, he will be wiped out by the strong of the six fierce tribes!
Prince Jinwu ignored him at all, and soon left with other fierce powerhouses and walked towards Su Zimo.
The immortal sword remained motionless, her fists clenched, her body trembling slightly, her face flushed red.
Until the departure of the six fierce clan, he still did not say a word, let the other party crush their own dignity, trampled!
Xianjian gritted her teeth and looked at Yan Beichen, who was killed in the distance, without saying a word.
He knew that he was no better than Yan Beichen.
If he moved to another place, Yan Beichen would definitely dare to attack the six fierce tribes, but he would not even reveal a little dissatisfaction!
On another battlefield.
Su Zimo's heaven and earth are invincible and invincible, and he is invincible, and there is no one power that can stop him!
Just now, he threatened to kill Ye Ling's poisonous door power, his face was pale and he stepped back quickly.
"Where to escape!"
Su Zimo sang loudly.
The heaven and earth waved a long whip, straddling the heavy void, and instantly struck the body of this poisonous gate power, tore it apart, torn apart on the spot!
With this killing, the distance between Su Zimo and Yeling is already very close!
Su Zimo's eyes were magnificent, and the thunder and lightning whip rolled up, trying to drag the night spirit on the ground.
suddenly!
A blood-red vine emerged, exuding the wicked breath, and instantly struck the thunderbolt!
The power of thunder and lightning, and the madness fire burst out instantly!
The vine shrank a bit, and a scorch appeared on the surface, but it didn't hurt the root.
The power of the thunderbolt was completely resolved!
Su Zimo didn't think about it. Jiuzhangjiu's heaven and earth method stepped forward, rounded his arms, and held down the forged lotus platform and fell hard.
At the same time, the Scythe of Heaven is coming!
"Good job!"
A figure flickered out, transformed, transformed into the form of the body, blond hair dancing, deep blond hair, filled with golden blood!
Wow!
There was a sound of waves in the body of this figure!
Blood is like a tide!
This figure did not use any magic weapon, but just punched empty-handed, hitting the fortune of the lotus!
Seeing this scene, Qun Xiu was shocked!
You know, even powerful instruments may not be able to resist the power of Suzi Mofa, let alone flesh and blood.
boom!
The fortune lotus lotus collided with this person's fist, and a loud noise broke out!
The figure stepped back half a step, but his fist was intact, and the good fortune lotus platform was blocked back!
The blond man shook his palm and grinned, "It really hurts."
It's just a little painful to take the natural lotus with bare hands!
On the other side, just as the Sky Scythe was cut, it was blocked by a cold light, and Mars was splashing!
A tall figure stood in the air, with blue-faced fangs, born extremely ugly. A pair of dark meat wings grew behind him, holding two full-handed machetes like two hands in both hands, the arc was astonishing, flashing cold and cold light!
The archaic fierce tribe finally appeared!
Su Zimo is very familiar with the two fierce families who shot behind.
The blond is exactly the same as the Protoss.
The blue-faced fangs are born with wings, but they are from the Rakshasa!
As for blocking his thunderbolt, it was an extremely evil plant, waving countless vines.
Each vine is like a thick blood vessel. At the top of the vine, it is a human face, no nose and no eyes, only a large mouth of blood basin. The sharp cavities intersect with the cold light, and it seems to be torn. Crush everything!
Although he has not seen this fierce tribe, through this form, Su Zimo also vaguely guessed that this should be another big ancient fierce tribe, the blood rattan tribe!
According to legend, the blood rattan tribe live by swallowing the blood of all living beings.
Even if it is the bloodline of the remaining fierce tribes, it will never come!
Any creature that strays into the territory of the Bloodvine family will be torn and devoured by it, becoming their own nourishment, leaving no bones, extremely cruel!
Su Zimo's heart was vaguely thinking of something.
But at this time, he was in a dangerous place, unable to protect himself, Ye Ling was not rescued, his spirit was tense, and he had no intention to think about it, and that aura of light passed away.
(End of this chapter)