Chapter 438: Tomur shot

"Surrender, or die!"
Tomur's voice echoed over Wuyue City.
The majestic voice, mixed with the terrible breath of Tomur!
In the face of this astonishing momentum, many low-strength soldiers could not help their legs trembling.
True Yuan Nine Layers, the strongest under the path!
This momentum alone is enough to demonstrate its terrifying power.
There is no equivalent warrior, or the means of restraining the nine-layer warrior of the true essence, only this Tuomuer can directly capture Wuyue City!
Therefore, Tuomu'er simply looked down upon the undefeated defenders in the city of Five Mountains.
However, if these undefeated defenders surrendered, they would be a good labor force.
Tomur looked arrogant, waiting for answers from Mo Shan and others.
"surrender?"
The corner of Mo Shan's mouth raised slightly and smiled faintly.
"As soldiers who will not fall, how can we surrender!"
Suddenly, a loud laugh came from Mo Shankou.
"The Master Warrior, you can be here!"
Immediately, Mo Shan screamed, and his momentum burst out!
"Huh!"
The figure shook, and the only nine true Yuan warriors among the soldiers who did not fall were already standing behind Mo Shan.
The true essence drums, the breath is high!
Every true Yuan warrior exudes an amazing aura!
Ten people teamed up, and it was able to contend with Tomur's momentum!
"Boom!"
Mo Shan and the others stepped on their feet, rose into the sky, flew into the air, and confronted Tomur.
"Oh? Are you in a hurry to die?" Tomur raised his brows and looked at Mo Shan and the others with a smile. Ten masters want to compete with him?
This is simply a fantasy!
He is the strongest in the ancient barbaric dynasty, except for Lord Changshengtian!
There are no fewer than a hundred master martial artists who died in his hands, how can ten real martial artists be able to stop!
"Never mind, let this prince take your life and warn these savages under him!
There is only a dead end against my ancient dynasty! "
Tomur raised his chin slightly, with a touch of arrogance. ???? "Boom!" Tomur took a straight step forward, his eyes like knives, true essence overflowing, surging like rivers, lakes, and seas, endless!
As a warrior who has stepped into the nine-layered warrior of True Essence for many years, Tomur has polished his spirit to the extreme!
Only need to open the Purple Mansion, you can go straight into the road!
Although he has not been promoted to the Tao, it is not bad to call it a half-step into Tao!
Perhaps, under an opportunity, this Tuomuer can step into the realm of Taoism and add another Taoism master to the ancient barbaric dynasty!
Faced with such a warrior, even if there are ten people working together, Mo Shan and others are still churning with blood.
Under this momentum, Mo Shan and others suddenly felt as if their internal organs were squeezed together.
The bones all over his body were crushed and creaked, unable to move at all!
"puff!"
A martial artist who does not fall into the true yuan, the strength is slightly weaker, and he spouts blood.
"Brother Qi!"
The expressions of Mo Shan and others changed immediately and couldn't help exclaiming.
"Hahaha, ten true Yuan martial artists also want to fight against Prince Tomur, and don't look at their virtues!"????
"These don't fall into the Tartars, they are really thoughtless waste!"
"I don't know where they have confidence, and they dare to resist it!"
This scene made the ancient barbarian real Yuan warrior behind Tuomu laugh wildly and ridiculed.
A loud laughter seemed to mock the weakness of the Warriors!
The group of martial artists in front of them is very bloody, but what use can this be!
They cannot change their weakness at all!
In front of Prince Tomur, these ten true Yuan warriors could not escape death after all!