"Hahaha! Kill! Kill them all! But the strong men of the Sword Clan! Don't kill the godheads above level 80, seal them for me!"

Ximen Hao will not let go of this opportunity, what are he working so hard for? Isn't this it?

"Yes, Mr. Simon!"

The people of the Sword Stepping Clan responded in unison, and now Ximen Hao is not only their benefactor, but also their idol!

"Hahaha! Kill! Brother Hao will sing a song for you!"

Ximen Hao whipped away the sword dragon that rushed up again with a stick, and then his huge body rushed into the crowd.

"Oooooo......oo

Some weapons hit his body and made a sound of gold and iron, and even Sun Wukong's copper head and iron bones were inherited.

"Just captured a few youkai!

"Bang!"

I don't know how much this stick has been pumped, and even some seventy or eighty-level bodies have been smashed.

"A few more demons!

"There are so many ghosts!"

"Hehe, hey, eat your Hao Ye first!"

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

"Ah......h

It was swept again, and some of them were seconds, and they were directly sealed by the red-armored gods, and the red-armored gods at this time had already given up the battle and specialized in receiving godheads.

And after the god puppet put a big roulette wheel of life and death, he began to hide behind and play yin.

"Killing your soul will also throw you down, the gods will tremble, the ghosts will tremble, and the gods will have nowhere to hide from the gods on the day they fight......"

Ximen Hao's huge body and voice have also become louder, although he sings a little out of tune, he is absolutely enthusiastic.

Not only did his own fighting intent soar, but even the sword-stepping clan also soared with their combat effectiveness.

The onlookers have long been stupid, and the people watching the live broadcast are also stupid.

They don't watch the battle of more than 2,000 people, they only focus on the giant, the demon who swept everything.

For a while, this guy who suddenly appeared became famous in the Rubik's Cube world, especially when he refused the invitation of the alliance leader, I don't know how many girls are regarded as idols, and even many men worship it.

The Crazy Knife Clan was facing a one-sided slaughter at this time, and only one Ximen Hao had exploded three gods above level 90, and even the godhead was sealed.

As for those low-level, they would rather face a large number of sword-stepping clansmen than face a demon like Ximen Hao.

"Ah!! who the hell are you?!!!"

The sword dragon is going crazy, especially the scars all over his body, and his hideous face looks extremely hideous.

"I'm your ancestor!

Ximen Hao was already red-eyed at this time, and smashed it at the sword dragon with a stick.

The head of the knife dragon was fried, and he hurriedly raised his knife to block it.

"Phew!"

A stick was smashed and flew away.

"Withdraw!"

The sword dragon ordered a retreat in the inverted flight, and if it continued like this, the core disciples of the Crazy Sword Clan were killed.

"Run!"

"Whoosh ......"

Fortunately, the mad knife clan turned around and ran, what face, what grudge, in the face of such a demonic killing, everything became insignificant!

"Kill, kill them all!"

Ximen Hao waved his stick, and those sword-stepping clansmen chased him out very obediently.

"Enough!"

Suddenly, there was a burst of shouting, which shocked everyone's hearts, and the ministry stopped, even the fleeing Crazy Knife Clansmen also stopped fleeing.

"Blade, withdraw, little doll, be merciful and forgiving. ”

Mo Ling once again fell between Ximen Hao and the Crazy Knife Clan.

Turning his head to look at the Crazy Sword Clansman who was less than three hundred people left, he shook his head slightly:

"Alas, the vitality is greatly damaged! Daolong, hurry back. ”

The sword dragon finally breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly saluted Mo Ling:

"Thank you, Leader. ”

After speaking, he waved his hand to the clansmen:

"Let's go!"

Soon, the Blade clan was leaving the place they feared as fast as they could.

However, they did not fly in the air, but the tribe went to the ground and picked up the corpses of their tribe as fast as they could.

Ximen Hao was a little distressed when he saw it, it was all his own! But in the face of Moling, he always had a strange feeling.

It's dangerous, it's scary, it's the first time he's felt like this.

"Little doll, follow me back to the Alliance......"

"Hello Alliance Leader! Goodbye Alliance Leader! Juniors still have something to do!"

Ximen Hao suddenly interrupted Mo Ling, and then with a wave of his hand, the god puppet burrowed into his body, and then he flipped out and disappeared directly.

“......”

Everyone was speechless, but then their faces changed dramatically.

"It's so fast! I don't feel it at all?"

Mo Ling looked at the direction in which Ximen Hao disappeared, but in the blink of an eye, it was gone, as if he had disappeared out of thin air.

How did she know that Ximen Hao was transforming into Sun Wukong and had a magical power of 108,000 miles, and she didn't know where she had gone for a long time.

But she didn't notice that Jianren, who was hiding behind the crowd, was putting his watch to his ear and nodded.

"Blade, what ...... that"

"Ximen Hao. ”

"Yes, who is Ximenhao?

Seeing that Ximen Hao had run away, Mo Ling could only ask the sword blade.

"This ...... Lord of the Alliance, the juniors don't know where he came from, but they know that he is an idle cloud wild crane with very strong strength. ”

Of course, the sword blade would not betray whether Ximen Hao was a puppeteer or an alchemist, that would be too unrighteous.

"Oh?

Mo Ling looked at the blade, his little eyes full of suspicion.

"Yes, Lord Alliance, juniors don't dare to lie to you. ”

The sword blade saluted again, and even lowered his head, just for fear that the other party would see that he was lying.

"Oh, in that case, then the alliance leader will check it himself, hurry up and clean up the battlefield, this time some of your sword-stepping clans have blown it. ”

Moling's voice was still there, but the person had disappeared without a trace, just like Ximen Hao.

A drop of cold sweat flowed from the sideburns of the sword blade, and every time he faced this alliance leader, he felt great pressure.

Although they are all level 99, the aura and power are simply one heaven and one underground.

"Father, Brother Simon just informed the child that he went to Sword City to wait for us, and those godheads must be kept for him. ”

Jian Ren hurriedly leaned into the ear of the sword blade and whispered.

Blade nodded, then ordered:

"Boss, here you watch the battlefield be cleaned. Third Elder, and all the elders, let's go back to Sword City!"

After speaking, he took the lead in stepping on the sword and went straight to the sword city.

"Hahaha! Big brother, this job is up to you!"

Jian Ren smiled gloatingly, and then followed the elders of the clan out of this place that made the Crazy Sword clan sad.

The war between the Sword Clan and the Crazy Sword Clan is over, but the turmoil about Ximen Hao has not only not dissipated, but it is also rumored to be a god!

Especially the sudden explosion at the end, that stick is a strong man above level 90, which makes people jaw-dropping.

You must know that this talent is level 89 and has not yet broken through the threshold of level 90!

For a while, people speculated who this person was, and he actually rejected the alliance leader twice in a row, and even ran away directly for the second time.