Blood-colored flowers, floating in the air.

Every blood flower comes from a human life.

Crossing the border of Tibet, the foreign masters who suddenly killed started a fight against the members of the Inhuman Group stationed here.

There are many foreign masters, and as soon as they make a move, it is a ruthless killing move, and with a single face, the Inhuman group will suffer heavy losses, especially in the absence of the yak.

"Half of the people are dead, and it seems that our worries are unfounded. ”

"There are Inhumans stationed on the borders of all parts of China, but this will also distract their forces, even if they focus on this place, it will be too late, because they would not have thought that we would have such a strong man. ”

"We will open the door to China. ”

A few people who were watching the killing in front of them did not join in, they all stood by and watched, because the members of the Inhuman team here were enough for others to solve.

Under the Martial Saint, there is no qualification, and it is worth their hands.

The Inhumans, each of whom was besieging three or four people at this time, was killed in a short time.

In an instant, there were less than ten members of the Inhuman group alive, and they were back to back, desperately trying to resist the foreign masters in front of them.

"Hold on, the boss will come to our rescue. ”

"There are so many enemies that even if the boss comes, it will be difficult to change the situation. ”

"Don't say anything discouraged, if you give up now, you will give up hope of living. ”

"That's right, even if we die, we have to fight to the death, and we have to die standing up. ”

"Kill!"

The members of the Inhuman Group burst out with a burst of spirit, and they all riveted their strength, even if they were injured, they had to pull their opponents off the horse.

"These guys are quite tough, but what's the point. One sneered.

"It's just a futile struggle. ”

At the back, a giant man more than two meters tall, a man in a cloak, and some people with yellow hair and blue eyes and a gentleman's appearance in Western Europe were all quietly watching the scene in front of them.

Sit back and watch the tragedy of the Inhumans.

Watch one after another fall.

The earth is dyed red with blood.

Moments later, there were only four members of the Inhuman group of less than ten people, and they were almost all wiped out.

They know that they can't hold out for long, and now these foreign powerhouses are fighting with them with a cat-and-mouse mentality, or it can't be described as fighting, it's a complete joke.

They want a little humiliation and kill them all.

There are strong foreign people around, there is no way to live, and there are no yaks to come to support.

The remaining four were in despair.

But in their eyes, there was still a determination to fight to the death.

"Hurry up and finish, don't waste any more time. ”

The giant man who was more than two meters tall spoke, and when he heard this, the strong men who shot in front stopped teasing.

Four members of the Inhuman Group were killed instantly.

At this point, there is no living Inhuman group member to stop it.

"Huaxia Land, we are coming!"

A group of foreign masters walked through the Inhuman group's camp and headed for Tibet.

When Ding Ning and the yak arrived, they saw the tragic situation in front of them, and the members of the Inhuman group were all killed.

The yak has red eyes, and for the sake of one dead companion, the corpse is gathered.

Ding Ning didn't help, he didn't know these Inhuman team members, but it didn't mean that he wasn't angry, no matter what, he was the leader of the Inhuman group, and these people were also his soldiers.

Now, all the soldiers are dead, and only he and Yak are left in this camp.

The yak buried all the bodies of the Inhumans together, looked in the direction of Tibet, and said, "I'll avenge them." ”

"I'll do it. Ding Ning said.

"I'm going to kill them with my own hands. The yak said stubbornly.

"Okay, I'll help you. "Ding Ning.

............

"For so many years, Huaxia has forbidden our foreign masters to step into it, and now, this rule has finally been broken by us. ”

"This land has everything we want, it is much easier to enter here and get the cultivation method of their Huaxia martial cultivators. ”

"The opportunity for my breakthrough is in Huaxia, and I feel that it is not far away. ”

When these foreign masters enter Tibet, it is like wolves arriving in a new land, and there are countless cows and sheep in the distance, waiting for them to hunt for food.

Boom.

The foreign masters scattered and acted separately, especially those who took the lead before, and the strength was slightly weaker, for fear that if they took a slow step, they would have a lot less opportunities.

There were only a few of the strongest left, and they did not disperse immediately.

They looked in the same direction, and in the distance, a small figure was walking towards them.

Walking from afar, it was a teenager a little more than a meter.

A little kid.

But several strong people, all of them are like facing a great enemy, because this young man has brought them a strong sense of oppression.

It's as if he is not facing an ordinary child, but a god.

At the same time, those foreign powerhouses who quickly dispersed were excited, as if they had come to a paradise, and wanted to show their strength here.

But soon, they met bald monks in yellow robes.

"Donor, you've crossed the line. ”

"Get out, bald monk, don't get in the way of Lao Tzu. ”

"I'm sorry, but the Buddha asked me to send the donor back. ”

"You're looking for death. ”

After a while, the bald monk carried the man and left the place.

In this way, exactly the same thing happened everywhere in Tibet, and no one could beat the methods of the monks, and all of them were captured.

The young man and a group of foreign masters looked at each other, and neither of them spoke or moved.

Not long after, the monks in yellow robes appeared one after another, came to the young man's side, and said respectfully: "Buddha, we have brought back all these benefactors who have crossed the border according to your instructions. ”

After that, he threw the person he was holding in his hand to the ground.

In just more than ten minutes, none of the foreign masters who had dispersed before were all caught back and thrown to the ground.

When several foreign powerhouses on the opposite side saw this scene, their eyelids all jumped a few times.

These monks who constantly appeared brought them a lot of pressure, and a teenager was enough to shock them, and now there were a group of monks whose strength did not seem to be weak, which made them feel troubled and even more afraid to act rashly.

"What the hell do you want?"

The boy ignored them, just blocked the way, and it was not a matter to go on like this, and it always felt that the longer the delay, the more dangerous it became.

The boy didn't speak, and the last few people looked at each other, ready to turn around and leave.

However, they had barely taken a few steps when a monk appeared in front of them, blocking their way.

"What the hell are you going to do?"

One of them roared at the young man, if it weren't for the aura of the boy and the monk, they would have done it a long time ago.

At this time, the young man looked at everyone and smiled slightly: "Are you here......?"

Kindness?

Several foreign masters frowned, and then looked behind them as if they were perceiving, it turned out that the young man was not talking to them, but the person behind it.

Ding Ning and the yak came.

(End of chapter)