"Soul Suppression!"

The left hand glowed, mysterious runes emerged, and the ancient power enveloped the natives, for a moment, the natives' eyes were dull, and their spirits were stiff, although they recovered only in an instant, but what Liu Wei'an wanted was this moment, his right hand saw the black light and did not see the fist, and the head of the natives was touched and retracted, as fast as lightning.

Bang –

The head of the aborigine was torn apart, Liu Wei'an had already passed by the second native, and the aboriginal maintained a forward posture and ran out of more than ten meters, threw himself on the ground, and did not move, not knowing where to be hit.

"Fist of Judgment!"

The two fists collided, Liu Wei'an's fist was white and glowing, the native's fist was rough and black, one black and one white, blended together, and the blood light bloomed in an instant, the aborigine's fist exploded, and the white light rushed through, hitting the ugly face, and the murderous expression was torn apart when it was transformed into shock.

Liu Wei'an sank his waist and immediately bombarded with both fists at the same time.

"Fist of Judgment!"

Boom –

The two natives flew out sideways, blood rushing straight from their mouths, and their chests sinking deeply, just the size of a fist.

Bang!

The dirt under his feet exploded, and Liu Wei'an hit the natives who raised their bone knives like a cannonball, and his hands hugged his head with lightning speed.

Click-

The crisp sound of bones breaking sounded, and the native's eyes quickly dimmed, and the bone knife fell weakly. Liu Wei'an seemed to have eyes behind him, and suddenly took a step to the left.

Snort –

The sharp bone spear pierced the remnant of the garment, and the air exploded, emitting a terrible pop. The eyes of the natives flashed fiercely, their arms were straining, and the bone spear turned from a straight stab to a sweep, and in an instant, the sand and stones flew away, and the ground was scraped up. At this moment, one hand grabbed the bone spear, like a flying immortal outside the sky, extremely abrupt.

Before the native could react, a terrifying force came from the bone spear, causing it to rush forward two steps involuntarily, and the palm of its hand was hot, and the bone spear had already left its hand. In the next second, a little white light expanded infinitely in his eyes.

Poof—

The bone spear pierced into the center of the eyebrows, like a watermelon, Liu Wei'an's hand shook hard, the corpse of the indigenous exploded, and the minced flesh shot in all directions, like a rain of blood.

When Liu Wei'an dodged a native bone stick, he shot a bone spear. Under the action of internal force, the bone spear slashed through the void like a white light, piercing the heart of a native, dozens of meters away, and piercing into the soil a hundred meters away with a pool of blood.

The mushroom suddenly turned around when he heard the sound and saw him lying on the ground

The natives, as well as the white bone knives in the hands of the natives, are extremely sharp. Startled, he muttered.

"It's too bad to shoot from behind!"

Liu Wei'an's left hand was a soul suppression talisman, his right hand was a big judgment fist, his hands turned yin and yang, one soft and one was rigid, and in an instant, a team of natives died cleanly, and the winter thunder bow appeared in his hand.

Phew-

The arrow was like a meteor, grazing the ground, piercing the calves of three natives in a row, and the severe pain made the natives' movements flawed. Xu Banxian didn't have a line of sight, it all relied on induction, the situation of the natives appeared in his mind like a bright light, and the gossip mirror flew out of his hand, like a lightning bolt across the void and back to his hand. The three natives didn't feel attacked, and after taking a step, their necks exploded, blood bursting out, and ugly heads rolled down.

It turned out that his neck had already been cut off by the gossip mirror.

Xu Banxian's footsteps are strange, shuttling between the natives, signboards, gossip mirrors, bells, the combination of the three produces incredible power, no matter how many people come to the natives, they can never touch his shadow.

Whoosh –

Whoosh –

Whoosh –

……

Liu Wei'an strode forward, originally assisted remotely in the rear, fell in a few steps, and had reached the front, every arrow fell, a native must fall, and the demonic beast that wanted to get close in the distance was shot mercilessly without rushing a few steps.

"Mommy Yao Lake!"

Among the natives, rushed out a strong man with red feathers on his head, his bare upper body was painted with colorful symbols, and his waist was surrounded by animal skins.

"Serial Arrows!"

Liu Wei'an stared at the native with a colorful feather on his head in an instant, and the arrow went straight to this person's heart.

"Mommy Yao Lake!"

The native with the colorful feather on his head roared again, and he couldn't understand the language, but he didn't expect it to be a good word, and Liu Wei'an didn't bother to guess the meaning, but in the next second, his eyes shrank.

The white bone stick was like an evil dragon smashing a chain of arrows away, and the second arrow hidden in the void was devoured by the evil dragon before it could explode, and the energy of the bursting arrow dissipated invisibly.

"Serial Arrows!"

Liu Wei'an did not believe in evil, and shot the second arrow, which used 12% of his strength, and the arrow was shot, and a chasm was plowed on the ground, and the momentum was amazing.

The native with a colorful feather on his head grinned, revealing a mouth full of black teeth, and the white bone stick shook, and the chain of arrows exploded before they could get close. That's it

time, the distance has been shortened to within 100 meters.

"Roar—"

The natives with colorful feathers on their heads suddenly roared, the sound waves hit the void, the earth cracked, the grass, trees, sand and stones shattered instantly, Liu Wei'an was like being struck by lightning, the seven orifices almost spilled blood, took a deep breath, the "Dark Emperor Sutra" operated, the feeling of dizziness disappeared instantly, and when the eyes returned to clarity, a giant dragon attacked in the air, and the breath was like a mountain, crushing the earth.

"!" Liu Wei'an knew that he was careless, but he didn't expect that an indigenous person would also know how to take the lead. His eyes shot sharp essence, his legs sank slightly, and the muscles in his arms bulged high.

"Fist of Judgment!"

Boom –

The evil dragon shattered, and Liu Wei'an's fist collided with the stick bone and stick, like a golden stone striking, and the sound of sharp gold erupted. Liu Wei'an's whole person was smashed into the ground, and he didn't reach his thighs. He was shocked and angry, and it was the first time since he learned the Great Trial Fist that he had proved that the collision was so embarrassing. However, the natives with colorful feathers on their heads were even more miserable, they were shocked and flew more than three meters, and the blood flowed from the hand holding the white bone stick.

The native with the colorful feather on his head was extremely strong, and his right hand was injured, so he handed the stick to his left hand, and kicked his feet, and the earth exploded, like a meteor shooting, and the white bone stick turned into an evil dragon.

"Good time!" Liu Wei'an ran his mental method, and slowly punched out, and the punch suddenly accelerated halfway through.

Bang –

The two sides were separated with a touch, and the natives with colorful feathers on their heads flew out upside down, and Liu Wei'an rushed out of the ground, following him like a shadow, blasting out three punches in a row, one punch was heavier than the other, and one punch was faster than the other.

The eyes of the natives with colorful feathers on their heads were fierce, and the blood in the tiger's mouth flowed, it seemed to be invisible, and Liu Wei'an was shaken three times in a row in mid-air, and when the fourth blow was blown, his movements slowed down for a moment, and his head was shattered by Liu Wei'an's fist.

Liu Wei'an was not happy at all, and three more people were shot out not far away, all with a colored feather on the top of their heads, the color of each part was the same, one was blue, one was green, and one was yellow, although the color was different, but the aura emitted was not a weak one who had to be killed.

Among the natives, there are nearly 100 natives with colored feathers on their heads, as well as natives with two colored feathers on their heads and three colorful feathers...... The most colorful feathers were the indigenous chieftains, whose cold eyes did not have the slightest emotion, looking at him from a distance, like a poisonous snake that chose people to devour.

Liu Wei'an suddenly found that capturing the thief and capturing the king seemed to be a wrong choice.

"Soul Talisman!"

There is no point in regretting it, Liu Wei'an is like a cheetah jumping out, the speed reaches the extreme at this moment, a distance of 100 meters, in an instant, the runes in his left hand are emanated, and the thunder in his right hand flashes......