"Boom"

These two people are both cultivators of the Eight Realms of the Heavenly Order, and they can be regarded as the closest to the peak of existence in this rank, so the battle between the two is also quite fierce.

Both of them unleashed their violent combat power, and the majestic aura energy of the Dao Dao was unleashed, like a torrent, rippling in the air, constantly emerging in mid-air.

The two torrents of energy, one yellow and one white, collided together, like rushing waves, surging.

The strong aura directly shook the surrounding mountains and rocks, and even towering ancient trees rose from the ground.

"Hahahaha...... Give up, you won't be able to escape today, no matter what. ”

The leader of the Soviet Russian team said with a sneer, in the battle group, their Soviet Russian side has already killed all six ascetics in India.

Of course, the price they paid was not small, and several people on their own side also died.

"Even if I die, I will pull a few more of you Soviet Russia backs. ”

The leader of the ascetics, wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth, turned and swept to the side.

"Be careful, this guy is crazy. ”

The cultivators of the Eight Realms of the Heavenly Rank in Soviet Russia were furious, because the leader of the ascetics did not attack him, but rushed towards his own people.

His actions are obvious, he wants to go to Huangquan together with the two of Dora before he dies.

"Poof"

The ascetic leader sprang out with an arrow, the triangular iron fork in his hand stabbed out, and a powerful aura rushed out from the weapon, directly piercing a Soviet Russian cultivator.

"Poof"

The triangular fork barbs, and with another blow, cut off a huge head.

"Poof" "Poof" "Poof"

One after another, the ascetic leaders unfurled at great speed, like a fresh breeze, across the midst of the many Soviet Russian cultivators.

At nearly four times the speed of sound, the leader of the ascetics, who was determined to die, had no one to stop him.

The only Soviet Russian leader who can stop him is eating ashes behind his ass at the moment!

"Old fellow, don't let me catch you, or you'll definitely be begging for death for a while. ”

The leader of the Eight Realms of the Heavenly Rank of Soviet Russia could not, and could only engage in verbal sarcasm.

"Wait until you catch up with me first. ”

The ascetic of the Eight Realms of the Heavenly Rank laughed, his face full of cruelty.

At this time, barefoot, where are you afraid of wearing shoes.

Finally, after the ascetic had killed eight Soviet Russian cultivators, he was wounded by the pursuers.

"Poof"

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and the dervish indifferently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Regardless of his injuries, he continued to pounce on the remaining Soviet Russian cultivators in the field.

"Phew"

The triangular iron fork burst out and slashed a Russian cultivator who wanted to sneak up on him.

Then, with a twist of his right hand gripping the weapon, the triangular iron fork stabbed out at a strange angle, once again splitting a Soviet Russian cultivator in half.

"Bang"

The dervishe, who had just eliminated his opponent, had no time to regain his defense, and was cut off his left hand by the leader of Soviet Russia.

"Ahh

The dervish screamed and let out a very miserable cry.

With all his might, he threw the triangular iron fork in his right hand.

"Poof"

A Soviet Russian cultivator was caught off guard and was stabbed by a triangular iron fork, his entire body moved backwards, and finally he was nailed to death by the iron fork on the mountain wall.

The force of the dervishe's blow was enough to split mountains and stones.

"Old fellow, why don't you run away. ”

"Ahh

The dervish let out another scream, and it turned out to be the leader of the Soviet Russia, and with a sword he cut off his right arm.

"Old fellow, aren't you very good at running? ”

The leader of the Soviet Russian team smiled coldly, and the sword in his right hand brought up a sword light, and once again cut off one of the dervishe's right legs.

"Run, I'll give you this chance, but you should run away!"

The leader of the Soviet Russian team roared, and in the flash of the sword, the other leg of the ascetic was cut off by his sword.

"Weren't you quite able to jump just now, why are you lying here motionless like a dead dog?"

The leader of Soviet Russia taunted and attacked with all his might.

The ascetic who had his limbs cut off still has the strength to speak at this moment.

"Little one, you go and stop them, I'll go and snatch the ring, do it. ”

"Whoosh" "Roar"

A golden light flashed out, Chen Lin took a step sideways, turned his right hand into a knife, and slashed down with a palm knife, slashing it fiercely on the head of the Soviet Russian cultivator with a space ring on his hand.

Under the roar of the beast, Mo Lin directly transformed into a battle form.

The huge beast body of more than ten zhang unfolded and intercepted directly in front of a group of Soviet Russian cultivators.

"Who?"

"Look for death, dare to come and rob us of the things of Soviet Russia. ”

"Do you still want to retire after you go it alone?"

More than a dozen Heavenly Rank Soviet Russian cultivators said with gloomy faces.

This boiled duck can't fly.

"Ladies and gentlemen, so many people join forces to bully one person, I'm afraid it's a little inappropriate. ”

Chen Lin put the space ring he had snatched on his right hand.

"What do you know, survival of the fittest, survival of the fittest is the common environment for cultivators. ”

The leader of the Soviet Russian team said indifferently.

"Even if it is an opponent, it should be given a certain amount of respect, and the warrior can die, but don't you think this method is too much?"

Chen Lin held the sword in his arms, stood beside Mo Lin, and said with a look.

"You are Chen Lin of the Huaxia Martial Alliance. ”

The leader of the Soviet Russian team was startled, stretched out his right hand, pointed at him, and said.

"Edgeworth"

Chen Lin's right hand is a virtual finger of the sword, and between the middle finger and the index finger is vertical, pointing at the ascetic of the Indian country.

"Poof"

The sword behind him shot out, piercing the ascetic's heart.

This Indian cultivator, who was an ascetic monk in the Eight Realms of the Heavenly Order, nodded gratefully at him, and then tilted his head and died.

"You ....... ”

The leader of the Soviet Russian team was slightly angry.

"Forget it, for the sake of you being a member of the Martial Alliance, you hand over the space ring, and then leave quickly, we won't embarrass you. ”

The cultivator of Soviet Russia thought about it, and finally said with a little reluctance.

"Oh, are you going to let me go?"

Chen Lin was slightly surprised.

He dared to guarantee that no matter whether he handed over the space ring or not, these Soviet Russian cultivators in front of him would kill him in the end.

"You are a member of the Huaxia Martial Alliance, this time it is not difficult for us, you hand over your things, and then go. ”

The leader of the Soviet Russian team continued to pretend to say.

"And what are they doing?"

Chen Lin took out his battle sword and pointed at the Soviet Russian cultivators who were slowly surrounding.

"Okay, you don't have to pretend, I'm going to decide on this flying magic weapon, if you want it, then come and grab it." ”

Seeing that the leader of the Soviet Russian team was silent and pondering, Chen Lin held his right hand weakly, and the sword in the distance was freed up and returned to his hand.

"I read that you are from Huaxia, and I don't want to embarrass you, but don't toast or eat, eat and drink. ”

The leader of the Soviet Russian team showed his fox tail and became angry directly.

"Then let's see who dies first. ”

Chen Lin was indifferent, he was not afraid of these people at all, even if more than a dozen people besieged him, he could still break out of the encirclement.

"Junior, I see that you are looking for death, give it to me, and slaughter this kid. ”

The leader of the Soviet Russian team waved his hand, and in an instant, the ponies behind him rushed out one after another.