In front of Yechen, Fu Xin's spear continued to stab, and black light flashed from the tip of the spear to shoot all over Yechen's body, even if Yechen retreated, the power of the Martial King master was released and caused him huge trouble.

On the side of Yechen, the emperor of the crocodile clan held a ghost-headed knife and slashed towards Yechen, the ghost-headed knife was wrapped in blue power, and the sharp knife stabbed Yechen's skin in the distance.

Behind Yechen, a silver arrow shot from afar, after being promoted to the Martial King, the skeleton archer could use the ability to release his power at will, and the power of the arrow shot was not comparable to before.

The Holy Son of the Crocodile Clan sensed the danger, and immediately turned the long knife and slashed the arrow out, Yechen took the opportunity to get out of the enveloping range of the Ghost Head Knife, and the spear in his hand continued to stab, piercing the sharp edge of the spear shot by Fu Xin.

Yechen sneered at Fu Xin: "But that's it." ”

The long whip rolled up nimbly again, stabbing through Yechen's side, and then circled to Yechen's back, trying to tie Yechen into a rice dumpling, and the Holy Son of the Lizard Clan struck again.

Yechen did not retreat but advanced, and before everyone joined in, his body rotated flexibly, breaking away from the entanglement of the long whip, and his body suddenly rushed towards Fu Xin, and the spear in his hand bloomed with dazzling silver light.

Facing Yechen's indomitable momentum, Fu Xin suddenly felt fearful, and the scene of Yechen's assassination of the emperor of the Minotaur clan with a shot just now resurfaced in his heart, making him dare not face Yechen's shot head-on.

The Holy Son of the Eagle Race flew up from the ground, rushed towards Yechen again, and roared sharply: "Let's cooperate tacitly, don't give him a chance." ”

"Okay, let's kill him first. The crocodile's long knives continued to slash towards Night.

The skeleton archer bent his bow again and shot an arrow at the Holy Son of the Crocodile Race, like a meteor piercing the void, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of the Crocodile Master.

"Abominable skeleton!" The Holy Son of the Crocodile Race did not dare to ignore the arrows of the Skeleton Archer, although the Skeleton Archer's melee combat was very unbearable, but his long-range attack exceeded the ordinary power release, and the Holy Son of the Crocodile Race could only continue to use his long knife to resist the arrows wrapped in silver light.

"When!" the body of the Holy Son of the Crocodile Race fell backwards in the air, forced back by the force of the arrows.

The long whip of the Emperor of the Lizard Clan and the machete of the Holy Son of the Shark Clan continued to attack Yechen.

Yechen cast the Nether Ghost Walk, which also appeared very nimble in the sky, and his body turned, avoiding the attack of the whip and machete, and then his body suddenly sank, and he met the Eagle-Man Holy Son who shot up like a sharp arrow below.

The little furball strikes again: Frost Nova.

The power of frost shrouded the body of the Eagle-Man Holy Son, and the spear of the night sun bloomed.

The Eagle-Man Saint Son was wrapped in frost, and his reflexes were greatly reduced, and at the same level, the power of the Frost Nova was no longer as easy to break free as Eagle Xiang had before.

The Holy Son of the Eagle Race suddenly raised his head, looking at the night with the spear as if a god had descended, his face was full of hideous smiles, and the sharp edge on the spear pierced him from afar.

"No!" The Holy Son of the Eagle Race was shocked, and at the moment of life and death, his reaction was not slow, and he hurriedly threw out a shield to block the front, and then wrapped his wings in front of him, falling into complete defense.

A dazzling silver light bloomed on Yechen's spear, and one by one the spear flowers bloomed in the void, and twelve spear flowers appeared in front of the shield of the Eagle Clan's holy son.

"Ding Ding Dong Dong!" the sharp spear stabbed all the shields, and then the shield stabs flew out, and then the remaining power slammed into the wings of the Eagle Clan's holy son.

This blow made the blood boil for countless people who watched, due to the shield blocking, they didn't see the twelve spear flowers, but everyone saw that Yechen was very violent and shook the defense of the Holy Son of the Eagle Clan, and forcibly knocked his defense with violence, smashing his body from the sky fiercely, and then smashed it into the ground below like a boulder.

In the process of falling, the Holy Son of the Eagle People is spilling blood.

"It's too strong!" countless people exclaimed, as if there was blood burning with the night in their bodies.

Behind Yechen, a machete slashed, and the Holy Son of the Shark Clan appeared above Yechen with a five-meter-long machete, and then raised the machete with both hands and slashed at Yechen from top to bottom.

The blue light wrapped the long-handled broadsword, and with the slashing of this knife, the momentum of the Holy Son of the Wild Shark Clan also reached its peak, as if the god of war had descended into the world to split the heavens and the earth.

Countless people were subconsciously frightened, the Shark Clan is a well-known strong race, and countless people standing below subconsciously felt their souls trembling, so Yechen who was under the sword, how terrible was that feeling?

"Hahaha, it's a good time!" Yechen laughed, and when everyone thought that Yechen was going to use his flexible body to avoid this knife, his fighting style changed drastically, and Yechen held a spear and smashed it from the bottom up, and it was hard to hit the machete.

The Sharks, this is a very violent race.

"Boom!" The silver spear and the blue machete collided together, making a loud noise, and the energy formed ripples to spread wildly in the sky, Yechen took three steps backwards in the sky, on the other hand, the Holy Son of the Shark Clan actually flew upside down in the sky fifty meters away, before standing in the sky, when he looked at Yechen, his eyes were full of shocked expressions.

In the confrontation between strength and strength, the Martial King-level Wild Shark Clan Holy Son actually fell into disadvantage.

For a while, many of the alien races that attacked Yechen also looked at this scene in amazement, and even forgot to strike at the same time.

Yechen's body took the opportunity to sink suddenly, flying in the direction where the Eagle-Man Holy Son fell.

"Not good!" exclaimed the emperor of the lizard-people, and the long whip was swung in the distance, and the semicircular energy blade detached from the sidelines and flew far away towards Yechen's back.

Fu Xin stabbed spears in the sky, and one after another the spears broke away from the spear heads and fell into the night like a torrential rain.

Yechen's body swirled in the sky, dodging these ranged attacks.

"Yechen, stop for Lao Tzu. The Holy Sons in the sky rushed to Yechen one after another, and they all chased after Yechen from behind.

Below, the Holy Son of the Eagle Clan got up from the deep pit, looked at the sky angrily, and as soon as he looked up, he saw Yechen's hideous face falling from the sky, like a meteor, getting closer and closer to him.

The anger in the eagle people's eyes was instantly frightened, replaced by a deep horror.

In the sky, the Holy Son of the Lizard Race said loudly, "Don't be afraid, we are above him. ”

Then, the Holy Son of the Eagle People Clan saw his companions chasing Yechen from above Yechen, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Frost Nova!

At this critical moment, the little furball shot for the third time, and the thick frost power smashed between Yechen and the aliens behind him, and the three aliens who fell suddenly drilled into the range of the frost nova, and their speed was greatly reduced.

(End of chapter)