"Bastard!" When the patriarch of the tribe heard Qi Hai's scream, he knew that it was not good, and slashed towards the twisted crack with a sword!

It's just that the billowing sword qi disappeared without a trace like a mud cow entering the sea, and then Nangong Ruoli's contemptuous laughter came: "Don't worry, it will be your turn after all!"

After devouring the origin of a Xuan Immortal powerhouse, Nangong Ruoli's cultivation at this time increased again, and his heart was even more overjoyed, in this case, if he could kill all these people, he would not only be the peak of the Yuan Immortal, but even break through to the Xuan Immortal realm!

Thinking of this, Nangong Ruoli's heart was even more excited, and with his huge control, he constantly controlled the Taiji Sword Sea and attacked the masters among them.

The first to suffer was the remaining six Yuan Immortal powerhouses, and in just a moment, the six Yuan Immortal powerhouses fell one after another, turning into the origin qi and being absorbed by Nangong Ruoli.

At this time, there were only ten Xuan Immortal powerhouses and the patriarchs of the cross-tribe left!

"Kill that patriarch first, the rest of the people don't have to be afraid, after all, he is a Golden Immortal powerhouse, once he is given time to break my Taiji Sword Sea, I'm afraid someone will be able to escape! When the time comes, he will fall into passivity again!" Nangong Ruo thought secretly.

Immediately, his figure flashed, and he also entered the Taiji Sword Sea.

"Bastard, boy, get out of here and fight me with pleasure, what kind of trick is it to hide your head and tail like this!, you shrunken turtle!" the patriarch of the Strata tribe opened his mouth and scolded.

The screams kept coming, and each scream made his heart twitch, it was cultivated at an unknown cost across a tribe, and it was all his hard work.

It's just that now that he is trapped in this turtle shell, he has no way at all, these sword qi are like a sponge, no matter how strong his attack is, it will be absorbed in an instant.

This made the patriarch of the tribe irritated in his heart, and while scolding, he tried to find the flaws in this sea of swords!

At this moment, there was a sudden fluctuation in front of him, and a cold light suddenly shuttled out from the thousands of sword qi, stabbing directly into his chest.

The face of the patriarch of the tribe changed greatly, and he hurriedly waved the long sword in his hand, and quickly picked it out, accurately picked the edge, and picked it out, but Rao was still shocked into a cold sweat!

"Haha, aren't you scolding very happily?Now that Young Master Ben is here to take your dog's life, do you do it yourself, or will I do it for you?" Nangong Ruoli said lightly.

"Don't talk nonsense, if you want to kill me, it's not that easy!" The patriarch of the tribe gritted his teeth, the killing intent in his eyes skyrocketed, and under the urging of the sword qi, the light was swallowed, and the Taiji sword qi was forced to retreat one after another.

Nangong Ruoli's eyes narrowed slightly, and the moon spear in his hand vibrate, the gun was like a colorful streamer of light arrows, indescribably mysterious, and at the same time, holding the gun in both hands, the tip of the gun danced into a spear flower.

It seemed to be a phantom, but each phantom had an irresistible ferocious force, roared, and took the lead in stabbing towards the patriarch of the tribe!

"Get out of here!" the patriarch of the Straddle Tribe roared wildly, the long sword in his hand was like an antelope hanging on its horns, without a trace, and in a fit of rage, it even broke through the limit of his combat power.

At this sword, the light exploded like a fireflower exploding, and one after another bursts of light shot out, and the power of the Heavenly Dao frantically poured into the long sword.

The true qi of the whole body was urged to the extreme, and a sword swept out, and the sword was twisted into a strand, shattering Nangong Ruoli's spear flower, and immediately bombarded the body of the moon-summoning spear.

"Fooled!" Nangong Ruoli smiled slightly, and just when the sword qi touched the body of the Moon Summoning Spear, a sharp essence burst out.

The entire Moon-Calling Spear was completely coated with a layer of gold, and the Dao of the Heavens carried a strong distortion intent, and it was like a bamboo, shattering the trajectory of the Heavenly Dao that was wrapped in the sword qi one after another.

"Boom-" The energy exploded, and the huge explosive force exploded, and the patriarch of the straddle tribe spewed out a large mouthful of blood from the sky, and his body flew out upside down!

His chest exploded one after another, and along with the clothes on his body, they were all blown apart, and shocking scars appeared on his chest.

If it weren't for the timely response, these guns would probably kill him, but Rao was like this, and a part of Da Luo's true qi was still invading his meridians.

The patriarch of the cross-tribe was angry and dantian, and the true yuan was running violently, wanting to expel the trace of true qi that stinged the meridians, but although his idea was good, how could Nangong Ruoli give him this opportunity?

When he landed, his figure turned into an afterimage, shot out, and instantly appeared in front of the patriarch of the tribe.

Looking at the cold smile that suddenly appeared, the patriarch of the tribe only felt a tingling of his scalp, and looked at the white and slender palm slowly slapping towards his heavenly spirit, and a trace of panic flashed out of his eyes!

"Rabbit Kick Eagle!" At this moment, when he was on the verge of death, the patriarch of the tribe across the tribe calmed down, Nangong Ruoli's palm was like a goshawk pounced on the rabbit, but he was the "Rabbit Kick Eagle" who performed this counterattack!

Not only across a tribe, but also the entire barren tribes, because of the perennial hunting of demon beasts, but also according to the monster beasts' attacks on people, they have created a lot of hand-to-hand combat martial arts.

These moves are actually the initial models of ancient Chinese martial arts when Nangong Ruoli was in his previous life, but although the moves have some appearances, they are rough.

It can be said that each of the warriors of the various tribes in the barren is a good hand at hand-to-hand combat, but Nangong Ruoli does not know this.

Seeing the patriarch of the cross-tribe suddenly perform such a clever move, he couldn't help but be stunned in his heart, and suddenly gave birth to a competitive impulse, after coming to this world, he has not lost to anyone in close combat alone!

The hand-to-hand combat skills of the patriarch of this cross-tribe are not weak, and he immediately turned his palm over, and the goshawk pounced on the rabbit and instantly turned into a poisonous snake and spit letters, turned his palm into a fist, and slammed into the throat of the cross-tribe patriarch.

The patriarch of the cross-tribe also changed his expression, but he didn't expect Nangong Ruoli's change of tactics to be so flexible, and the hand-to-hand combat was also surprisingly strong, so he didn't dare to be careless.

The punch of the rabbit kicking eagle also turned into eagle claws, and it was directly aimed at Nangong Ruoli's wrist!

"Good move!" Nangong Ruoli shouted excitedly, his body suddenly moved, his fist turned into a crane shape, and his fingertips collided with the patriarch of the tribe like lightning!

"Peng-" The light contained in the fist exploded, and the two of them shook at the same time, and the patriarch of the straddle tribe took three steps back, and his arm was sore, but Nangong Ruoli only took half a step back.

Although he had the absolute upper hand, Nangong Ruozhong was vaguely impressed by the patriarch of this tribe, after all, being able to fight like this with himself in close combat is no longer something that ordinary people can do.

"Your hand-to-hand combat is good, but it's a pity, if it's not a hostile situation, I can make friends with you and learn from each other!" Nangong Ruoli said sincerely.

He could see that all the moves of the patriarch of the tribe were born from demon beasts, and they actually had the meaning of a few shapes and fists in it, and there was a trace of love in his heart, but although he loved talent, he was not soft-hearted.

The body moved instantly, the fist technique was like electricity, and the move was ruthless and fatal, and the fist was like a mountain and a sea, constantly crushing towards the patriarch of the tribe!

The patriarch of the Trans-One Tribe was also surprised by Nangong Ruoli's terrifying close-quarters combat power, and while frowning, the True Qi in his hand exploded, and the light continued to explode, forcing the Trans-One Tribal Patriarch to retreat again and again.

The corners of the mouth are also stained with blood, which is indescribably shocking!

"Die, the tribe must perish today, so don't complain, blame you for being too arrogant and domineering!" Nangong Ruoli snorted lightly, and slapped his palm on the neck of the patriarch of the tribe.

The sharp energy shot out immediately, instantly cutting off his big head with one palm, turning into a puff of blood mist, and flying into the sky!

"The way against the sky, Da Luo's true qi, devour!" "The origin power of a strong person in the Golden Immortal Realm, he naturally will not waste it, the way against the sky and Da Luo's true qi are urged at the same time, and the origin power is swallowed in an instant!

The patriarch of the cross-tribe fell, and the remaining ten Xuan Immortal powerhouses were not to be afraid, but in half an hour, they had been killed and refined by Nangong Ruoli!

Now in Nangong Ruoli's Qi Sea Dantian, the true qi is full, and all the devouring origin power has turned into pure Daluo true qi, and the barrier of the Xuan Immortal Realm may break through at any time!

At this point, the entire master of the cross-tribe has been wiped out, and the remaining people will not have anything to fear! The cross-tribe has been completely lost in the long river of history.