Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Kunpeng Clan!(Ask for Recommendation, Ask for Collection!)

"Kill, brothers, kill them all!"

"Zhang Qiang... I'll kill you and give back my brother's life!"

"Damn, I didn't die in the ruins, but I was killed by a group of brutes here, I hate it..."

Yang Fan fought with the giant beast in front of him while listening to the bloody cries around him.

A knife forcibly split the beast at the peak of the third grade in front of him, Yang Fan looked around, the original team of more than twenty people, at this moment, there were only eight or nine people standing.

One of Hu Dao's arms disappeared, and he swung the knife with one arm, stained with blood.

While chopping, he said: "Scolding, killing you brutes, killing ten Lao Tzu is not enough! Lao Tzu is a warrior, he is a warrior of the earth, Lao Tzu should die in the ruins, not in the hands of you beasts!"

Li Xian swept with a long sword, facing the five four-grade beasts alone, and he was about to die. But an iron sword clenched tightly in his hand and never retreated!

The sword of the magic capital is indeed not a waste of fame, fighting to the death without retreating, with a sword out, without mercy!

When the alien beast in front of him pounced again, the pupils of Yang Fan's red eyes contracted, and then dilated, and the long knife in his hand slashed down angrily.

Jade is like bones, immovable like a mountain, body is like King Kong, shaking the heavens and the earth, like a giant ape, shaking the heavens and the earth to open nine times!

With one knife, the three-grade peak beast that pounced over was given a knife and two sections from head to toe!

But the beast had just fallen, and two more beasts had arrived.

Looking at at the surrounding at least eighty or more foreign beasts, Yang Fan felt hopeless at the moment, there was no hope, no backup.

From the beginning of entering this Kunlun ruins, the team was scattered, don't think about reinforcements at this moment, there is a team of less than ten people left, how to fight against these seventy or eighty second-grade beasts?

The moment another Earth warrior fell, an arrow burst through the air.

Then came a rain of arrows.

Yang Fan, Hu Dao, Li Xian and other martial artists who could still stand, suddenly gave up competing with the strange beast in front of them, and waved the blade in their hands.

And the surrounding beasts were not in the mood to attack these crumbling foods, but instead kept slapping at the sky and roaring at the rain of arrows!

The rain of arrows seems to be endless, endless.

Half an hour later, more than ten strange beasts had fallen to the ground, and at this time, a fourth-grade peak strange beast in the alien beast group suddenly roared, and then the surrounding group of strange beasts that were still struggling began to drag the smoke and dust, running in the direction they came!

When the beast leaves, the rain of arrows disappears!

Yang Fan looked around, it was all blood, all corpses.

There are not many human corpses on the ground, most of the corpses are eaten by alien beasts at the moment of death, and most of the corpses on the ground are now the huge bodies of alien beasts!

The six people who are still alive are holding swords, their eyes are serious, and they are always staring in all directions, this rain of arrows is coming strangely, I don't know who put it, and it strikes indiscriminately, it is difficult to say whether it is a friend or an enemy!

In the distance, in a valley, a pair of people wearing iron armor and holding longbows slowly walked out, and the number of people was about a hundred.

The leader is a young girl dressed in beast leather!

When these people walked in front of Yang Fan, they stopped.

The girl at the head looked at the embarrassed and bloodied earth warriors in front of her, and her brows furrowed.

Then he said, "What tribe are you from?"

Yang Fan, Li Xianyi and the others looked at each other, and they didn't know how to speak for a while!

The girl looked at the crowd and said again, "We are from the Kunpeng tribe, and you belong to that tribe?"

Yang Fan and the others were still staring at each other, not knowing how to answer! No way, everyone could say that they didn't know anything about the Kunlun Secret Realm, and no one told them what kind of place this was when they entered the Kunlun Secret Realm.

There is no human existence here, and there is no danger here that is irresistible.

These Zhang Daoyi and others were not informed.

......

Zhang Daoyi, who was far away from the fog mass, was very helpless at the moment, and the long stick in the fog mass in front of him provoked himself from time to time.

As soon as he sat down and waited, this stick ran out and smashed it at himself, and after he reacted, this stick ran into the fog again, and he wanted to chase it in, and the fog began to erupt in a coercion comparable to the eleventh grade, and he was really in a dilemma, he wanted to go, but he ordered himself to stay here and wait for the return of the first batch of martial artists!

At this moment, Zhang Daoyi was helpless and worried.

Helplessly, the long stick is endlessly harassed, worried about the safety of the earth warriors who enter it!

I haven't entered the Kunlun Secret Realm myself, what is the situation and crisis in it, and what opportunities are there, but these people don't know, so they can only let these children who have not grown up go to explore the way first.

But Zhang Daoyi understands a truth, opportunities are always accompanied by danger, and there is nothing that is unearned.

This Kunlun Secret Realm is very good, what is the blessing of the world, Zhang Daoyi sneered at the sentence, blessed the world? How can you get a big killer weapon when you go in and out?

Although I can't get in, I guess that it's not peaceful inside.

Among the first batch of warriors who entered, he ordered several people to go in and take a look and report to himself, but how long has it been now?

If it weren't for the fact that there was not a single eleventh-grade powerhouse on the earth now, Zhang Daoyi would have wanted to forcibly break in!

Even if you don't go in, you won't let this stick get away with it.

But when he thought of this stick, Zhang Daoyi was a little dazed, can this fucking be considered a stick?

Whose stick is so spiritual, and still provocative? And disgusting?

Zhang Daoyi shook his head, the spear in his hand pointed at the void, and the void trembled and rushed out a golden long stick!

......

In the Kunlun Secret Realm, Yang Fan and the others were held by the knife to their necks and walked forward!

Along the way, everyone's faces were extremely ugly, and the humiliation in their hearts was beyond words.

Yang Fan couldn't help it first, and whispered to Li Xianyi beside him: "Fight, I can't bear it, shame!"

Li Xian looked at Yang Fan, and said indifferently: "Don't make trouble, why should you die if you can live?" Let's go to their tribe first to see what the situation is, we are the first batch of martial artists to enter, if we don't understand the situation of this Kunlun secret realm clearly, and can't bring the information out, then the comrades who come in next time will still suffer heavy casualties, okay, don't you want to live the most." Since you want to live, then hold back, it's not that good, it's just a knife on the neck, not a knife on the neck, there is room for it, let's go with them first!"

The bearded knife with a broken arm on the side also nodded at Yang Fan, signaling calm!

Yang Fan hatefully looked at the girl riding on a strange beast at the front.

The girl seemed to have a sense behind her, and when Yang Fan's fierce gaze fell on her, the girl turned to look.

Looking at Yang Fan's little wolfdog-like gaze, he smiled contemptuously and said, "When you get to the clan, if you don't tell me where you came from, I will make your gaze eternal!"

After saying that, the girl traveled three points faster, and galloped on this vast plain!