The ground suddenly rose and fell, like a dragon diving, like the waves of the sea.

The ground shook violently beneath their feet, as if it were about to overturn them.

The dense fog gathered and surged, enveloping Wang Chuan quickly.

Su Yi was about to pounce forward and stretch out his arms to answer, but he was still a little short of a foot.

Sou~~

A sword qi suddenly flew sideways, cutting through the mist completely.

Feng Qianxia landed on the ground and stumbled, almost falling.

Only then did everyone realize that the mist was like venom hazy around everyone.

Others also knew to leave, and dispersed with the rapid shaking of their clothes.

"Sister......

Feng Qianyan stepped forward and held her arm, but before she could speak, she was suddenly pushed away by Wang Chuan.

When—

Wang Chuan actually slashed casually, slashed the opponent's attack with his bare hands, and slashed heavily on the ground. His legs stood firmly on the ground, motionless, as if riveted by nails.

After protecting Feng Qianxia, he pulled the string again, and the iron bow in his hand shook, and the long arrow came out of the string.

It seemed to disperse the dense fog, and after pushing it back, the long arrow seemed to be swallowed by the thick fog without the slightest sound.

Those Beiyun men drew their waist knives and stared nervously at the dense fog in front of them.

There was a sudden scream in front of him, and then it came to an abrupt end.

It was their brother, I don't know why he was swept over again, and after screaming, there was no more sound, obviously more than lucky.

Everyone could hear their own heartbeats, cold sweat running down their foreheads, growing stronger and stronger in this oppressive silence, and that powerless emotion spread.

"Who is it?" Feng Qianxia whispered, holding her sword.

"It seems to be a ghost king. Su Yi said.

Wang Chuan was speechless, why was the family sending team attacked?

It's hard to be exposed.

I still want Jing Ke to assassinate the King of Qin, and I still want to see the poor dagger.

But I can't walk in front of people at all.

Bang bang......

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The sound of footsteps was dull, and it sounded at this time, as if it struck on their hearts.

The mist also dispersed, and the man pressed down like a mountain.

The huge body, the rough facial features and lines, the exposed arms and thigh muscles on the body are bulging, and the dark skin seems to be engraved, like a demon coming from the wilderness.

Every step of the way is with wild and powerful power.

He held a sharp axe in his right hand and a bloodied head in his left.

Zheng ......

A man pulled out a long knife from his waist and shot violently.

The knife is straight, the wind is fierce, and it is also more practical and arrogant.

The huge barbarian turned a blind eye, he looked at everyone with dark red eyes, and then grinned, Wang Chuan vaguely seemed to smell a breath.

It was as if something was spewing up from underground.

An iron axe was swung out of Yokosato.

Bang –

This force also gushed out. As if being hit by a locomotive, the man of the Beiyun clan had already flown out far away.

Fall into a thick fog.

Another swarthy figure emerged from the mist, equally dark-skinned, skeletal and armed with a great axe.

The face is not friendly.

These people ......

One after another black figures appeared from the thick fog, and without saying much, none of them spoke, and as soon as they appeared, they slashed and rushed towards everyone, and the iron axe waved with a dull sound, and the fog surged, like a long dragon dancing.

"I have read a story about a god called the Son of the Earth, who stood on the earth with an endless source of power, and no one could defeat him. Later, the way to defeat him was to lure him into mid-air......"

Wang Chuan stroked his chin with his index finger and thought.

But the others didn't care what he was saying, and they were all concentrating on defending the enemy.

The two groups of people had already formed a melee, wielding long knives and slashing horizontally, moving and dodging again and again.

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Those barbarian men are extremely explosive, and they can blast people away with an easy blow, and it is difficult to get close at all.

And they can swim nimbly, avoid their edges, and fight with them.

The dense fog obscured the barbarians, making it impossible for the barbarians to see too far away.

In terms of pure strength, their knives will definitely not be able to cut the iron axes of the barbarians.

Several attacks fell on them, and there was a hard sound like a golden stone.

Even their flesh and skin are as hard as iron, and their defenses are extraordinary.

At this time, I don't know what the other party is doing.

Just look at Wang Chuan's hands raised high, attracting the sky.

An invisible force rose into the sky, affecting the nine heavens.

Above the void, there is also some power stirring and moving.

Slowly, visible to the naked eye, the clouds above seemed to be lifted.

The sun was already falling.

Instinctively inhaling, the dantian's qi wheel spun, and the mist swirled around him.

A hundred ghosts are not close.

A group of barbarians had already screamed, and the fog was gone.

Wang Chuan raised his hands high, as if he had attracted the sunlight like this.

The green grass is thriving, flourishing in the sun, and the vitality is tenacious.

The Great Snow Mountains in the distance also stood there, still towering into the clouds.

This time, as if the darkness had been dispelled, the heavens and the earth were bright.

As soon as the wind sounded, suddenly a black figure swung an axe and slashed, and Wang Chuan subconsciously jumped backwards with agility.

A long sword had already come sideways to block the opponent's attack, like a long sleeve soft.

The opponent's iron axe was entangled and could not be blocked, and at this time, Feng Qianyan also picked up a steel knife and slashed it, and the shadow rose like a dragon.

The barbarians had to bow their heads, and there was a sound of gold and iron clashing, a strong shock, and a wisp of sparks.

Then he grabbed Feng Qianxia's sword, and under the stunned surprise of others, he pounced on the other party.

A pull, a suck.

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