Chapter 287: Violent Attack!

Not to mention the existence of the wolf clan's army, just one saint-level powerhouse is enough to destroy the entire Minotaur tribe, and the Minotaur clan has no chance.

"The Minotaur Clan, be destroyed!" The werewolf clan's saint-level powerhouse was suspended in mid-air, his eyes swept over the group of minotaurs, and he shouted in a cold voice like a god, and a terrifying energy storm condensed around him as he spoke, and several major races such as the wolf clan that had originally fought with the minotaur clan withdrew one after another.

Feeling the terrifying aura emanating from that storm of energy, Bloodhoof and the others were already desperate, and that terrifying attack was simply not something they could resist.

"Destroy, Stormblade!" The werewolf clan's saint-level powerhouse shouted coldly, and as he spoke, a storm of energy shot towards the minotaur clan, and the storm that was rapidly rotating like an innumerable blade in it, once it was involved in the minotaur clan, it would definitely grind everyone like a meat grinder.

Seeing that a group of minotaurs were about to be strangled by the Storm Blade, a huge black cylindrical object suddenly appeared out of the sky, blocking the energy storm.

"Boom, boom!" The energy storm bombarded the pitch-black cylinder, and the terrifying anti-storm blade continued to strangle the pitch-black cylinder, you must know that these storm blades were all condensed by the power of the law, not comparable to ordinary wind blades, even steel can be easily stirred into powder.

However, what made everyone present a little unbelievable was that such a terrifying energy storm was unable to crush the pitch-black cylinder in front of him, and even failed to leave a slash mark on it, which made the werewolf clan's saint-level powerhouse stunned, and then a strong greedy desire surged in his heart.

Able to remain intact under the attack of the Storm Blade. Not to mention the level of this jet-black cylindrical weapon, this material alone is enough to make the hearts of saint-level powerhouses excited.

It's a pity that before this werewolf saint-level powerhouse wanted to take the pitch-black cylinder for himself, the huge pitch-black cylinder swung up and smashed towards him with the Storm Blade.

The face of the werewolf clan's saint-level powerhouse changed greatly, and the sudden situation completely exceeded his expectations, but after all, it was a saint-level powerhouse, and he quickly reflected it, and the domain power expanded rapidly, blocking the route of the pitch-black cylinder attack.

"Boom!" A deafening roar rang out, and the entire sky shook violently. It was as if the sky was about to collapse. Below, both the Minotaur and the Werewolf were all shocked by the impact of the bombardment, and they all retreated into the distance in horror, for fear of being affected by the battle.

The werewolf clan's saint-level powerhouse who supported the realm in mid-air was still smashed out of the way by the huge pitch-black column. Despite the fact that there were no injuries. But it was enough to make his expression change greatly.

The huge pitch-black column shrank rapidly. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a totem pole with various patterns, and the owner of the totem pole was Li Batian, who was standing in human form.

"Your Excellency, your Excellency. The adults are back. Seeing Li Batian emerging in mid-air, a group of minotaurs shouted excitedly, their eyes were full of worship and excitement, and Bloody Hoof and the others breathed a sigh of relief, they worked desperately to finally wait for Li Batian's arrival.

Compared to the excited Minotaur clan, the werewolf clan saint-level powerhouse in mid-air was very angry, and he could see at a glance that Li Batian had not broken through to the saint level, and he had been suppressed by a half-saint just now, which made him feel annoyed and angry.

"You're looking for death." The werewolf clan's saint-level powerhouse shouted angrily, and as he spoke, the power of the law surged, and the storm surged again, turning into a huge battle knife in midair.

"Hmph, it's just right to take you today." Staring at the werewolf clan's saint-level powerhouse opposite, the corners of Li Batian's mouth flashed with coldness, and the power of the stars in his body was surging.

The Bull Demon Optimus Divine Skill was fully exerted, and his body, which was not huge, expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and at the same time, the totem pole in his hand was also rapidly getting bigger, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into a huge terrifying giant bear, and the totem pole in his hand also turned into a huge pitch-black cylinder.

The change in Li Batian's body shape did not surprise the wolf clan saint-level powerhouse, for a strong person of his level, the change in body shape was no longer a concern, and he could also increase his body size to the level of Li Batian, but that would not have any effect, but would affect his flexibility.

Therefore, he was a little disdainful of the changes in Li Batian's body shape, in his opinion, Li Batian was poor in donkey skills, so he just let himself die faster.

"Die!" The werewolf clan's saint-level powerhouse snorted coldly, and with a wave of his hand, the battle knife turned into a condensed storm blade slashed towards Li Batian.

The huge battle knife was no less than Li Batian's figure, and once it was hit, with the power of the extremely compressed Storm Blade, it could definitely cut it in two.

After performing the trick, the werewolf clan's saint-level powerhouse was almost ready for victory, in his opinion, even if Li Batian had this strange totem pole, he still couldn't resist the attack of the Storm Knife, and even if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured.

"Open it for me!" A deafening shout sounded, and the gigantic totem pole was like Optimus Prime, and with Li Batian's full force, it smashed heavily on the Storm Knife, and the terrifying force shook the surrounding air distorted, and in the shocked gaze of the werewolf saint-level powerhouse, a Dao crack appeared on the condensed Storm Knife.

"How is that possible!" The werewolf clan's saint-level powerhouse exclaimed, he couldn't believe that the situation in front of him was that the Storm Knife couldn't resist it.

He didn't know that the totem pole in Li Batian's hand was an artifact from the ancient period, and now he couldn't exert all his strength, and the crushing characteristics alone were enough to make the Storm Blade unable to resist it, and it was shattered with great force.

Immediately afterwards, the totem pole smashed into the realm of the werewolf clan's saint-level powerhouse again, smashing it to the ground and blasting the ground into a big hole.

One blow hit, but Li Batian did not stop, the huge totem pole in his hand bombarded the pit like a storm, each blow contained terrifying power, the amazing destructive power completely destroyed the ground, and the ground shook violently as if an earthquake had occurred.

By the time Li Batian stopped, the originally flat earth had been destroyed to a miserable situation, and a huge crater in his sight was above the earth, looking like a black hole in the sky, not only huge but also bottomless, and the terrifying power shocked everyone present.

Just when they were shocked and could not recover from the battle just now, Li Batian waved the sky-breaking wings behind him, and his body disappeared into the air with starlight. (To be continued......)