Chapter 880 The Rise of the Human Race

Not long after the battle started, some people quit from time to time, unable to bear such a fierce battle.

The enemies in front of him were constantly changing, and the attacks came from all directions, and they couldn't stand it at all.

The number was quickly reduced to more than ten people, all of whom were talented and strong, and they chose their opponents with a tacit understanding.

Wang Meng let out all sorts of strange screams, and swung his mace at his enemies.

Ning Haotian used the power of vision to parry easily, but his enemy is not only Wang Meng, but also a man from the Earth Spirit Tribe, who is also a fifth house genius.

With one against two, Ning Haotian's golden light bloomed, solemn and inviolable.

But soon, another person joined, and it turned out to be a person wearing a mask!

The six masked figures are the petal mask, one black and one white, the fire phoenix mask, and the swordsman.

Now the person who fights with Ning Haotian is the last person.

His mask is that of a ghost, made of bronze, which is particularly frightening.

"This is the Spirit Race attacking the Human Race."

Seeing this scene, someone reacted.

It is obviously unreasonable for the masked man to join forces with him.

Moreover, it was also the Spirit Race who made the attack together. As for Wang Meng's tendons, he only knew how to hit him with a mace.

If it's a coincidence, look at Jiang Zhe to confirm it.

Jiang Zhe's opponents were even more frightening, they were the saintesses of the Ice Spirit Tribe and the woman with the petal mask.

Although there were only two of them, Jiang Zhe faced even greater pressure than Ning Haotian.

Other human races are also constantly being eliminated, and the spirit race seems to have communicated, and the human race must be eliminated first.

"It should be that Jiang Chen beheaded Huo Zhengyu and Wu Ziming just now to anger them!"

"The Eldar are taking out their anger on other people!"

There is no shortage of smart people present, and they will understand immediately.

In this title battle, the Human Race is about to overwhelm the Spirit Race, which was not allowed in the past.

Jiang Chen frowned, a little uneasy and apprehensive.

Three women, Tianling, Yao Yuntong, and Ji Yinyi joined hands to fight the man with the pure white mask.

It looked like three were beating one, but in fact, it was the masked man who took the initiative to trouble them.

The most suspected white-masked man did not use a sword, and his performance was still good.

He noticed that Jiang Chen was paying attention to this side, and deliberately wanted to show off, telling Jiang Chen that just now he admitted that there was a gap in swordsmanship, but it didn't mean that he was strong or weak.

All kinds of mysterious and powerful spiritual techniques were cast at will, and the three women retreated steadily, all of them were injured.

Jiang Chen wanted to tell them to give up, but he didn't speak for a long time.

They chose to go up by themselves. They have no delusional desire to get the title, but just want to fight a battle and improve themselves.

"Xuan Lei Nine Changes!"

Yao Yuntong's strength has greatly increased since she obtained the complete Leifa, and her attack power is also the strongest among the three girls.

She has fine-tuned control over the lightning, holding a piece of lightning tightly with both hands, like an iron chain and a long whip.

It can change at will, and it can also become a sword.

The powerful profound thunder was released in her palm, blocking the masked man's spiritual art.

Holding sharp swords, Tian Ling and Ji Yinyi tried their best to perform far beyond their usual level.

"Spirit change!"

But the masked man is too strong, pressing every step of the way, with a dazzling aura all over his body, he just flicks the thunder and lightning away, and then calmly deal with the two swords.

Soon, all three women were wounded.

On the other side, the situation of Ning Haotian and Jiang Zhe is also very bad.

"Don't think that Jiang Chen is the only one who can watch the human race."

Ning Haotian became ruthless, and threw the black iron spear in his hand like a spear.

The enemy in front of him can't avoid it. With Ning Haotian's strength, the black iron spear can penetrate the mountain.

Ning Haotian, who lost his weapon, did not become weak because of this, but his momentum skyrocketed.

Flipping your hands, the Heavenly Dao Battle Box appeared in your hand.

Before the person could react, he launched an offensive and slammed the battle box hard.

One knife, two guns, three swords.

The three magic weapons flew out in different order, Ning Haotian pinched his handprints, the magic weapons exuded strong power and shook violently.

Boom!

Like a volcanic eruption, the three magic weapons were thrown out fiercely.

Wang Meng hit the large knife with a stick, but the mace shattered, the tiger's mouth opened, and he vomited blood again.

The strong man of the earth spirit clan roared, and the spiritual art borrowed the power of this land, like a mountain that stood tall and could not fall.

But in front of the spear, he was vulnerable and was directly pierced!

Fortunately, the spear pierced the palm first, and then the chest.

Due to the cushioning, the chest is not fatal.

Otherwise, the Earth Spirit Clan would have to find a place to cry secretly.

People are looking forward to how the third person, that is, the person in the ghost mask will parry the flying sword with the power of peace.

"The Balrog!"

The masked man performed much better than the other two, and he also used his true skills to reveal some of his secrets.

"He is from the Yanling clan!"

"The Yanling Clan actually cultivated Lingzi? This is unlikely!"

"That is the unique spiritual art of the Yanling Clan!"

"Is there another foreign spirit race rising?"

The spirit clan were all shocked and exclaimed again and again.

The foreign spirit race is a race born from the combination of two spirit races.

The Ice Spirits come from the combination of the Wind Spirits and the Water Spirits.

This is called the Foreign Spirit Race, and it has a special status in the Spirit Race.

If the strength is strong, of course he will be worshiped.

However, the Yanling tribe is still only a small tribe, and the Earth spirit tribe and the Fire spirit tribe will not allow them to rise.

Because after the rise of the Ice Spirit Race, the Water Spirit Race fell and became a side branch.

Then again, the spiritual spells performed by the masked people of the Yanling clan are not means of attack, but are used to strengthen themselves.

The whole body became seven points similar to Jiang Chen's Vulcan Linchen.

With a long howl, he spewed out colorful flames from his mouth, hitting the flying sword.

Feijian's castration was hindered, but he was still struggling to move forward, confronting Lie Yan.

Immediately, the masked man slapped the flying sword out of control.

"defeat!"

However, Ning Haotian quietly came to him, only ten meters away.

The Tiandao battle box was placed horizontally in front of him, his hands clapping non-stop.

Halberd, stick, fist, palm, leg, claw, finger.

The seven divine weapons were thrown out at once, and the masks of the Yanling clan were in a hurry. Although they tried their best to resist, they still couldn't change the result.

"This human race is also very strong!"

Seeing that Ning Haotian won with one against three, the audience was moved again.

"Is the human race the protagonist today?"

Some of the Eldar do not want to believe this.

But the fact seems to be the case. Facing the attack of the Ice Spirit Tribe saintess and the flower petal mask woman, Jiang Zhe suddenly showed his supernatural power and beat the two Spirit Race girls.

"It's the Eucharist! Jiang Zhe is the Eucharist!"

"Not only that, but his attacks have the power of ancient scriptures!"

"He made a sword! He turned out to be a swordsman!"

Jiang Zhe has a long machete in his hand, it is not an exaggeration to say it is a sword.

Surprisingly, this is a Taoist weapon!

ah!

Suddenly, a scream grabbed Jiang Chen's heart.

He looked over and saw Ji Yinyi's long sword coming out of his hand and falling down.

"kill!"

A disciple of the Fire Spirit Clan who was close knew that he had a close relationship with Jiang Chen, so he beheaded him.