Chapter 30 Horizontal Sword (Part 1)
war!
The four demon race geniuses, and the four human race geniuses from different voids, fought fiercely.
It can be seen that among the four human races, War Demon is the strongest, followed by Wu Daoyuan, and Lu Xiu is on par with Feng Lan, but not much inferior to Wu Daoyuan.
Four against four, fighting endlessly, but Namo Yehan stood not far away, with his hands crossed in front of his chest, with a look of contemptuously looking at the world from above.
Of the four demon races, Mo Luoye's strength is the weakest. However, that is relatively speaking. Feng Lan is facing Mo Luoye. Feng Lan does not have the advantage, and even falls behind. Luo Ye barely resisted.
Feng Lan practiced legwork. A pair of slender and powerful legs were tightly muscled, carrying terrifying strength, they kept popping out, bursting out with astonishing power, and the shadows of the legs overlapped, continuously bombarding Mo Luoye.
However, Mo Luoye blasted out with both fists, fighting fiercely, smashing the shadows of his legs again and again, gradually forcing Feng Lan back.
Lu Xiu had a stick in his hand, and each stick brought a heavy stick shadow, and shot down in the air. He was powerful and majestic, and his strength was astonishing. His opponent was the Demon Race who shot cold arrows.
This Demon Race not only has amazing arrow skills, but also is not weak in close combat, and will find opportunities to shoot sharp arrows from a distance, which is a terrible threat.
Here, just outside the stone bridge that enters and exits the camp, there are many people coming and going, and everyone stops to watch the battle.
"Mo Yehan, what's the matter?" An unusually tall, broad-shouldered Demon Race stepped forward, with an indescribably domineering aura condensed on his body, his expression was cold and majestic.
When Mo Yehan saw this person, his expression froze, and a little fear flashed in his eyes.
"It's nothing, it's just a few ignorant caterpillars." Mo Yehan responded with a slight smile.
"A few small caterpillars have to be so useless. They are just low and medium lives, a bunch of waste." The tall demon with a domineering and majestic face frowned, and his tone was strongly dissatisfied.
Born as a demon race, they are the high-level life forms of the first sequence of voids. It is nothing to face the Celestials, Giants, and Ancient Beasts. Facing the middle and low life forms of the second sequence of voids and even the third sequence of voids, they can't do anything. Destroy it directly.
Moreover, among the many races, it was rated as the most mediocre human race.
What is the most mediocre?
That is, there is no special racial talent.
"Moluogu, you are the number one in this class. Of course they can't compare with you." As proud as Mo Yehan, he had to admit the other party's strength and status.
Morrogu!
One of the four masters in Dongying is one of the first four people who have practiced the first level of the Vientiane True Kung Fu, and is also the first batch of the strongest Tianjiao who mastered the second, third and even fourth level of the Vientiane True Kungfu.
Perhaps because of the presence of Mo Luogu, Mo Yehan was a little uncomfortable, and seeing that the four demons could not defeat the four human races, he snorted coldly, and flew out in a flash.
"A bunch of trash, get out of the way." Mo Yehan's voice sounded at the same time.
Immediately, he pierced through the air with a punch and blasted directly at Wu Daoyuan.
This punch was extremely fast, so fast that when Wu Daoyuan noticed it, he couldn't dodge it in time, so he could only resist with a wave of his knife.
With a bang, the knife was directly knocked into the air, and the tyrannical force bombarded away, directly knocking Wu Daoyuan back tens of meters. The force was tyrannical and overbearing, and the continuous impact made Wu Daoyuan vomit blood and was directly injured.
Wu Daoyuan was injured with a punch back, Mo Yehan's figure flashed, appeared in front of Zhan Mo, and punched out directly.
With this punch, Zhan Mo reacted and slashed down.
But knife
light shattered,
Although the knife in Zhan Mo's hand didn't fly out, his whole body flew upside down, and the blood spewed out but was blocked by the mask, flowing down the gap, and his breath was sluggish.
The cold and dark power, with a kind of domineering meaning, spread rapidly in their bodies, as if to swallow their power. For a while, it was difficult to expel them, and they could only fight with all their strength, and lost the battle immediately. Power.
Four punches!
Before and after, in less than three breaths, Mo Yehan dodged four times and punched four times, defeating and defeating all four human races, severely wounding each of them, and almost losing all of his fighting strength.
gap!
Huge gap in strength.
This gap is so big that it makes people feel desperate, Duan Lingkong's eyes are full of gloom.
"Arrest them." Mo Yehan took out a white cloth from the Nine Heavens Ring, wiped his fists, and ordered his two younger brothers.
Instead of killing them on the spot, he planned to humiliate them first, so that other low-level and middle-level beings would know how miserable the fate of provoking the Demon Race would be.
Mo Luoye's movement was the fastest. He took a step forward, crossed Feng Lan, and rushed directly to War Demon. Immediately, with a grin on his face, he punched War Demon, and took this opportunity to break War Demon's arms and legs. When you lift it up, you have to press it down and kneel down.
Zhan Mo struggled, but it was difficult to resist. Although Mo Yehan's punch did not kill him, it caused serious damage. Now his arms and legs were broken, and he was powerless to resist.
At the moment when Mo Luoye was about to press Zhan Mo to kneel down, his movements suddenly stopped, as if he had been immobilized, and he froze instantly, and his dark pupils shrank like needles in an instant, creating an indescribable feeling. The palpitations seemed to explode from the deepest part of his heart, making his body numb and stiff.
At the same time, a flash of sword light pierced the sky, like an aurora, and it was indescribably fast.
The moment the sword light just appeared, Moluo Gu took a look, but he didn't make a move, and it was too late to make a move, because the distance was a bit far away.
Mo Yehan then found out, but it was too late to make a move.
The sword light seemed to be silent and extremely fast, as if it directly penetrated the void and turned the world into a close distance.
Mo Luoye remained motionless, allowing the sword light to approach, then pierced through the center of his eyebrows, and then pierced out from the back of his head.
Only a very small number of people can perceive this sword light, and each of them has practiced the fourth level of the Vientiane True Kungfu, so they are even more surprised.
Even though that ray of sword light appeared abruptly, the speed of the sword was still shocking.
kill!
Mo Luoye was directly killed by this sword light.
"Get out!" Mo Yehan was furious, his eyes flashed an astonishingly direct cold light of murderous intent.
who is it!
Dare to make a move and kill the Demon Clan.
Mo Luoye's death was also seen by everyone, and they were very surprised, and another wave of joy rose in their hearts.
The sound of footsteps came from behind the crowd, and the crowd dispersed consciously, as if they were welcoming someone.
It was a figure wearing a white sword robe, with a slender figure, a handsome face, and an indescribable unique temperament. At first glance, it was peerless, but at another glance, it was ordinary and restrained, with an indescribable charm.
His eyes are deep, as if containing the tranquility of a starry sky, with a long sword on his waist, every step he takes, seems to be carefully calculated, not too long or too short, just right.
It seems ordinary, but there is an indescribable edge, looming, surrounding the surroundings, making people dare not approach.
Seeing the person who came, Duan Lingkong's gray eyes suddenly flashed with brilliance.
coming!
It's Chen Zong.
Wu Daoyuan and the others also showed stunned expressions.
"Brother Chen, go back quickly." Wu Daoyuan yelled quickly, because this demon clan is too strong, he thinks, even if Chen Zong comes, he is not his opponent. Instead of being humiliated and causing casualties, it is better to go back to the camp, at least Within the range of the camp, no matter how fierce the demons were, they would not dare to do anything.
Rules are rules.
All the demons stared at Chen Zong, and people of other races also stared at Chen Zong.
Is it to move on?
Or just back off?
Even if Chen Zong retreated into the camp, no one would laugh at him. After all, he was just a low-level life form in the void of the third series. It was normal for him not to dare to directly face the high-level life forms in the void space of the first series. .
"It's okay, it's just a group of native chickens and dogs." Chen Zong said calmly, his voice was flat, his tone was indifferent, and he didn't seem to care about the demons at all.
The language of the human race, the demon race can't understand directly, but they can directly understand its meaning through the nine heavenly rings.
In an instant, each demon race was furious.
Chicken tile dog!
When was the majestic demon race considered to be a chicken and a dog, or was it a low life from the third sequence of void, even if that low life showed extraordinary means just now, and killed a human being with a single sword? Demon race.
But Namo Luoye was at an average level among the demon clan in Dongying, so killing him was nothing.
"What an arrogant bug." In one palace, Mo Heiyi frowned, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
A mere low-level bug dared to say that the Demon Race is a chicken and a dog. He really doesn't know the heights of the heavens and the earth.
That strong human Lin Ming didn't speak, because he himself felt that Chen Zong's words were a little too arrogant.
Chen Zong's words not only aroused the wrath of the Demon Clan, but also made the Celestial Clan and others burst into laughter.
This lowly life seems to be a little too arrogant.
If the Demon Race is a chicken and a dog, then what are they who are on the same level as the Demon Race?
For a time, many eyes stared at him, all with unkind intentions.
Although the group of humans felt happy, they also felt that Chen Zong was too arrogant.
They can all see clearly the strength of the Demon Race.
As soon as Chen Zong said a word, he didn't pay attention to other people at all. His footsteps didn't stop at all, and he stepped out step by step, walking onto the mottled old stone bridge.
The stone bridge is the separation point between the camp and the Demon Wilderness. After crossing the stone bridge, Chen Zong will step into the Demon Wilderness and will no longer be protected by the camp.
The demons stared at Chen Zong, full of vicious and malicious murderous intentions, like beasts dormant in the darkness, waiting for Chen Zong's footsteps to step out of the stone bridge, and then launched a fatal blow, killing him, Let him understand that he himself is a chicken and a dog, a lowly bug.
In the face of many malicious and murderous eyes, Chen Zong's expression remained unchanged from the beginning to the end, a kind of calm and breezy, people couldn't help but feel admiration, but there were also people who couldn't stop laughing, laughing at Chen Zong Pretentious.
Under the attention of everyone, Chen Zong took the last step. This step, he stepped over the mottled old stone bridge and stepped into the wilderness of monsters.
The moment that step fell, an extremely cold and dark light suddenly shone, tearing through the sky with an unparalleled killing intent, as if to kill all life.
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