"I said it,!"

Under a mighty shout, a majestic momentum gushed out, and two people, a man and a woman, were instantly swept away by this shocking wave of qi.

Even the crowd dozens of meters away, affected by this violent wind, each hand stood in front of them, and collectively took a few steps back, landing on the heel of the small hill.

The figures of a man and a woman, perhaps under the greatest pressure, flew straight out of a hundred meters away.

The two people who landed, after getting up, looked at Mo Tian with an extra solemnity in their eyes.

"It's a hard stubble!"

Acquaintances glanced at each other, and this sentence invariably came to their hearts.

"The generation of the demon party, everyone will be punished, no matter how strong you are today, you will not be able to escape the pursuit of the fortress federation, there will be professional tracking armed police, the whole city will search for you, you will not be able to escape."

"That's right! You must not just let go of the people of the Demon Party, everyone works together to defeat the enemy! ”

"Let's join forces, don't let this demon party have a chance to breathe."

Mo Tian still underestimated the allure of the artifact, but he didn't expect that the simple momentum and coercion not only did not deter the comers, but also stimulated the greed in their hearts, and now many people echoed and shouted.

Suddenly, Mo Tian's expression froze, his face suddenly turned cold, and his body disappeared suddenly.

Underneath the wooden house, it appears instantly. And, I don't know when, a yellow-haired non-mainstream teenager was pinched by his neck and in the air.

Perhaps because of his lack of height, the yellow-haired young man who was lifted in the air kicked his hands and feet frantically, widening his eyes, and looking at Mo Tian in front of him in disbelief.

He really didn't expect that the 'stealth' ability, which he was so proud of, that even a fifth-level controller could not detect, would be so easily recognized.

"Whoever takes the next step, die!"

Holding the yellow-haired young man in his hand, Mo Tian's eyes coldly swept over the crowd below the hillside, and said mercilessly.

It's not loud, but it sounds extraordinarily calm, and it doesn't doubt its authenticity in the slightest. The young man who was held in his hand was even more frightened and trembled twice.

"Get out!"

Under the cheers, the yellow-haired boy's body was thrown out like this, falling into the crowd, and the heavy landing force even overwhelmed a group of people.

The crowd, you look at me and I look at you, they were completely frightened, and no one dared to take this risk and take the first step.

After half a ring, there was a slight discussion in the crowd, which gradually evolved into a fierce argument of position, and still no one dared to take a step forward.

They knew very well that the people above the wooden house were so strong that they would have absolutely no hope unless they went together, so ambiguity arose, and many people were unwilling to take this risk, believing that they had no chance with the treasure. Some people are thieves and still don't give up this artifact.

"Hehe, there are really people who don't know whether they are alive or dead."

Standing on the wooden house and seeing Mo Tian who no one came forward, his eyes suddenly opened, and a grinning smile opened at the corner of his mouth.

At this time, the space behind Mo Tian suddenly rippled, and a huge hand stretched out from it, reaching directly towards the wooden house, in a vain attempt to take the wooden house under his feet directly.

"Humph!"

Mo Tian moved, so fast that no one could see his movements clearly.

By the time everyone reacted, the giant palm had already been grabbed by Mo Tianyi, and he couldn't move for half a minute, and then with a cold snort, he directly exerted force, and this five-meter-long giant hand was directly pulled out from the spatial ripples.

As the root of the giant hand was dragged out of the spatial ripples, a short old human man was pulled out at the same time. Due to the suddenness, the old man's figure was a little choked, and he almost fell.

"Die!"

The cold cheer, as if from the dead words of the Nine Shadows, was ruthless and indifferent.

The old man with the giant hand who had just landed on the ground had not yet reacted, and Mo Tian's face appeared in front of him instantly, with strange mask lines and dark mask eyes.

Whew!

With a dull tearing sound, Mo Tian's palm turned into a hand knife and slashed down.

The short old man's body began to appear a tiny mark of blood from his shoulder, and then it quickly cracked at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the blood quickly penetrated his clothes, staining the ground under his feet red.

"If you dare to do it inside the fortress, you won't be allowed to do it!"

"The people of the demon party, if you don't get rid of it, there will be trouble!"

If there is one, there will be two, and if there are two, there will be ten. Even if the old man was killed instantly, it brought the righteous indignation and generosity of the crowd below, and under the temptation of the treasure of life, many people even shot at the same time.

The orderly unity of the human race directly fell apart at this moment, and the rule of the law of the jungle still flows in their blood, and as long as there is an opportunity, it will be completely awakened.

Obtaining an artifact means becoming the supreme existence of the war fortress, and the rise of the 'Thunder Spear' is undoubtedly a sufficient example, no one will be able to withstand such a temptation.

Mo Tian glanced indifferently at the crowd approaching frantically, and there was no pity in his eyes.

The poor must have something to hate, and those who can be killed must have something to hate.

The starlight in his hand surged, and the power of the starry sky gradually jumped towards his hand, condensing a silver-white longbow.

At the moment when Mo Tian was holding Diaalon's bow, the terrifying killing intent like the Nine Shadows Yellow Spring exploded from his body in a way that did not match his temperament. This terrifying murderous aura is like a messenger of hell crawling out of a sea of corpses in a mountain of blood, with cold beast eyes, harvesting the lives of those who gaze.

Sixteen rays of light shot straight out, instantly penetrating the body of the attacker from different angles, and the terrifying streamer arrows left a small origin on everyone's chest.

Immediately after, all the attackers fell from the air and lost the breath of life.

"The internal organs are all minced and cleaned!"

Seeing this scene, someone in the crowd at the bottom of the hill tried to look at the body of the faller, but they were so frightened that they retracted their fingers and gasped.

Hit, that is, to win people's hearts.

The bow of Diaaron extends the power of the starry sky, soft but a symbol of destruction. As long as it hits, it can basically be obliterated, which is another unique attribute of Diaalon's Bow.

One plus sixteen, a total of seventeen people, those who died can no longer die, even if it is a peerless immortal, it is powerless to return to the sky.

The death of dozens of people was quite shocking to the crowd at the bottom of the hillside, and more and more people gathered, reaching hundreds of people, but no one dared to take a step forward.

Mo Tian was still standing on top of the cabin, with a face under a mask, not knowing whether to open or close his eyes. The breeze swept through his robe, and the sunset rippled crisply.

One husband is the key, and ten thousand people are not open, and that's it.

The power of the strong is terrifying.