The ambush site of Zhang He is thousands of miles away from the distant mountains of Tibet, so under his control, the safety of the Heavenly Demon Tiger and the others should not be a big problem.

In less than half a day, the reinforcements of the ironclad crocodile clan had indeed appeared in Zhang He's field of vision, looking at the twelve demon saint-level masters who shot over, Zhang He couldn't help but have a cold smile, Nima, these bastards can be regarded as having invested a lot of money, and there is actually only one person left to guard the headquarters of the ironclad crocodile clan.

The ironclad crocodile clan has a total of thirteen demon saint-level powerhouses, among them, there are eight demon saint mid-stage powerhouses and five demon saint early stage powerhouses, and in the group of people in front of them, there is a strong lineup of eight demon saint mid-stage and four demon saint early stage, and the attitude of the iron-clad crocodile clan can be seen from this.

There is no doubt that in the battle for world domination, the final victory or defeat is in the hands of the top powerhouses.

In a head-on confrontation, the strength of Zhang He and his entourage is still not the opponent of the ironclad crocodile clan, but in terms of flexibility and mobility, the ironclad crocodile clan is far from being Zhang He's opponent.

Looking at the twelve demon saint-level masters who shot over, Zhang He immediately sent an order to the black-armored rhinoceros bull, letting them give themselves full vitality, and under Zhang He's unblinking gaze, the twelve demon saint-level powerhouses shot in an instant, all the way through, without opening the slightest defensive measure.

Of course, if it were Zhang He, he would not have opened the defense in a hurry, at least, he would not have opened any defense until he was aware of the crisis.

I have to say that even for the Demon Saint-level masters, the Small Dimension Technique is still an extremely subtle means of concealment, and even the twelve Demon Saint-level powerhouses who are in a hurry have not discovered Zhang He's existence.

If you want to kill, kill the strongest, looking at the twelve demon saint-level powerhouses roaring over, Zhang He did not hesitate to target the mid-stage demon saint powerhouse who pressed the formation, and after the twelve demon saint-level powerhouses swept past him at high speed, Zhang He immediately shattered the small dimensional space.

The perfect combination of the Divine Sense Storm Needle and the Mazi Mantra caught the unsuspecting Demon Saint mid-stage powerhouse off guard, and without waiting for this thing to react, Zhang He, who was ready to go, immediately entered the seven madness, and superimposed the Om character mantra.

Under the extremely horrified gaze of all the Demon Saint-level masters, the crimson sword qi shot at the mid-stage powerhouse of the Demon Saint with a devastating aura, making this idiot frightened and subconsciously wanted to retreat, but Zhang He, who had been gathering momentum for a long time, how could he let him get his wish? The perfect combination of the Divine Sense Storm Needle and the Mazi Mantra blasted away again, once again striking the sea of consciousness of the idiot who was frightened by the sword qi.

The wound of divine consciousness caused the idiot's movements to be delayed for a moment, and in the blink of an eye, the crimson sword qi had already shot out, crushing the idiot's hasty counterattack with a devastating momentum, instantly submerging it.

A qiē may seem like a long time, but in reality, it's just a blink of an eye.

The furious and incomparable blow, although it failed to completely kill the idiot, but it also made him completely lose his combat power, and he was powerless to fall to the ground, and the idiot's serious injury completely angered the demon saint-level master of the ironclad crocodile clan, "Kill." With an earth-shattering roar, the remaining seven Demon Saint mid-stage powerhouses and three Demon Saint early-stage powerhouses immediately spread their bodies one after another, and quickly surrounded and killed Zhang He.

In the end, the early stage powerhouse of the Demon Saint also instantly unfolded his body, and quickly rescued the mid-stage idiot of the Demon Saint who was unable to fall, looking at the early stage master of the Demon Saint who had exerted his speed to the extreme, Zhang He couldn't help but smile with disdain, Brother wants to kill, who can stop him? As his mind turned, the Divine Consciousness Storm Needle and the Mantra instantly poured out, mercilessly destroying the idiot's sea of consciousness and completely obliterating it.

Zhang He's madness completely angered the people of the ironclad crocodile clan, "Kill." With a roar that bordered on madness, everyone used their combat power to the extreme.

One against eleven, among which there are seven demon saint mid-stage powerhouses, even though Zhang He's combat power has skyrocketed again, there is no doubt that he still does not have the ability to fight head-on, so before everyone's attack arrived, Zhang He suddenly unfolded his body and shot away without hesitation.

Escaping also requires strength, but there is no doubt that Zhang He has this strength, the extreme speed after the superposition of seven madness and the mantra, coupled with the perfect world-wide body method, made Zhang He successfully escape the overwhelming attack in an instant, and also made the people of the ironclad crocodile clan even more furious.

"Follow the old man, you must kill this madman." With the furious roar of a mid-stage Demon Saint powerhouse, everyone of the Iron Armored Crocodile Clan immediately exerted their speed to the extreme, and frantically pursued Zhang He.

Nima, I'm afraid that you won't chase it, as long as you dare to chase, my brother will definitely make you pay a painful price, hehe.

In the silent muttering, Zhang He immediately slowed down a little, lest these idiots chase after him, but his slowing down gave everyone in the Iron Armor Crocodile Clan great confidence, and let them see the hope of killing Zhang He.

The chase and escape drama started tightly, and under Zhang He's deliberate suppression, these idiots have never been lost, but as time goes by, everyone has gradually distanced themselves.

The fastest one is the mid-stage demon saint powerhouse who summoned everyone to launch a pursuit, there is no doubt that this idiot should be the leader of this group of people, Nima, you are next, looking at the mid-stage demon saint powerhouse of the ironclad crocodile clan who has been biting him, a cold smile also crossed the corner of Zhang He's mouth again.

There is no doubt that if you want to take the head of the general from the enemy group, you must have a perfect attack that kills with one hit, which Zhang He thinks he can't do, although his combat power has obviously exceeded the scope of the middle stage of the Demon Saint, but it has not reached the height of killing a strong man in the middle stage of the Demon Saint who has been prepared for a long time in one blow.

Therefore, if you want to kill this idiot, you must first drag him into a state of extreme exhaustion, and you must also let him distance himself from the others, leaving himself a chance to attack repeatedly.

Under Zhang He's deliberate suppression, the chase and escape drama turned into an endurance competition.

Compared with endurance, Zhang He is not afraid of anyone, even if he is a strong person in the late stage of the Demon Saint, because he can not only rely on the Mizi Mantra to continuously restore the Divine Yuan, but also rely on the Barren Avenue and the Devouring Avenue to continuously plunder the energy of heaven and earth within a radius of nearly 100,000 meters, in addition, he also has a super weapon that no one else can ever have, that is, the two thousand five hundred tiger troops that can continuously deliver the beast yuan to him in the inner world.

Of course, in order not to arouse the suspicion of this idiot, Zhang He, who was obviously still at his peak, had to pretend to be more and more weak, and always kept a distance of about 100,000 meters from the mid-stage idiot of the Demon Saint who was biting him.

There is no doubt that the continuous teleportation has made all the demon saint-level powerhouses very consumed, and in order to keep Zhang He at his peak, the two thousand five hundred tiger troops who have been continuously feeding him the beast yuan have also had to collectively devour the heaven and earth elixir and quickly replenish the beast yuan.

You are tired and I am tired of chasing the drama, which lasted for three days and three nights, and Zhang He, who had already taken eleven demon saint-level powerhouses of the Poison Zhang clan to go around several times in this deep sea, finally quietly surfaced with a cold smile, Old Wangba, in order to show my perseverance and "respect" for you, my brother will play with you for a while, and when my brother's 2,500 tiger army recovers, my brother will definitely use the strongest means to kill you.

In the rotation of his mind, Zhang He, who was extremely "tired", suddenly sped up, as if he wanted to take the opportunity to shake off this tail, and what satisfied Zhang He was that with his sudden acceleration, the old idiot who was really tired also accelerated suddenly in a shocking roar, "Speed up the old man, that kid can't hold on." With the roar of the old idiot, the remaining ten Demon Saint-level powerhouses also suddenly accelerated, and all of them squandered the few beast elements they had left.

In the chase and escape, everyone fell into a state of extreme exhaustion, including Zhang He, after the chase and escape drama lasted for three full hours, the 2,500 Tiger Ben Army finally completely returned to normal, and the surging beast yuan delivered by the Tiger Ben Army made Zhang He couldn't help but have a cold smile on his face.

Old Wangba, brother wants to see, can you still use the god horse to block my brother's attack? In the silent murmur, seven madness burst out, the mantra of the word Mazi shook the sky, and the barren avenue and the devouring avenue set off an amazing energy storm, and Zhang He, who had been brewing for a long time, went from "extremely weak" to terrifying, and it only took a blink of an eye.

The mid-stage powerhouse of the Demon Saint who had been biting him suddenly woke up, but alas, he had no skills to return to the sky, and the mantra and the Divine Sense Storm Needle poured out in an instant, and the crimson sword qi lit up the sky, instantly hitting the extremely weak idiot, but what made him even more desperate was that Zhang He, who was extremely fast, also quietly approached, and before he could react, the lofty peerless sword had already slammed down, mercilessly slashing at his head.

"Child, stop." Looking at his companion who was about to die, another Demon Saint mid-stage powerhouse who was chasing after him couldn't help but let out a furious shout, and the blow with all his strength immediately shot out.

Brother wants to kill someone, who can stop him?

Looking at the mid-stage Demon Saint powerhouse who rushed with all his might, Zhang He couldn't help but have a cold smile on his face, and in the blink of an eye, the peerless sword slashed straight down, and under the terrifying gaze of the idiot, it instantly smashed the long sword of the mid-stage demon saint idiot, and the peerless sword continued to fall straight down, mercilessly splitting him in two, making him die.

"Child, look for death." The mid-stage powerhouse of the Demon Saint who shot out immediately launched a violent attack, but Zhang He quietly appeared with a cold smile.

Looking for death? Brother wants to see, how many of your heads are enough for my brother to cut off?

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