"Kill!"

Roaring and rumbling, the long sword in Maihal's hand turned sideways, swallowing out ten thousand stars, like a sword shooting, setting off an amazing sea of sword stars, rumbling and turbulent, the sea of swords expanded and swept straight to the front of the strong man of the God Tilt Tribe, a huge demon king-level demon beast with a fierce head, instantly shrouded in starlight, and the sword qi shot across the sky.

"Shh

The sword qi in the sky was radiant and horizontal, and under the sea of swords, the sword shadows and sword lights of the stars brought up a handful of blood, easily breaking through the layers of flesh and blood scale armor of the demon beasts, strangling the layers of blood mist, making the demon king-level demon beasts scream and retreat in horror, but in an instant, the sword light that swept through the skull and body was swept through, cutting off all vitality and falling away.

There is almost no resistance!

The ten thousand sword qi that Maihal's sword light passed through shot vertically and horizontally, sweeping everything, and this ordinary fine iron long sword in his hand, with the boundless star killing sword qi infused with it, was like a divine weapon, sharpening iron like clay, breaking the scale armor of some demon beasts like chopping melons and vegetables, like a scythe of death, taking away a living soul, leaving only a corpse to annihilate and collapse.

"Ji Lu!" Sitting on the top of the Tiger King's head, the powerhouse of the Shenling tribe screamed in horror, and his face turned pale.

The figure of the silver star-colored long hair dancing wildly, light and agile jumping in the sea of demon kings and beasts, staring at the horizontal, casually raising the sword is a demon king's blood splashed three feet to the ground, ordinary and ordinary face, not a trace of waves, as if slaughtering just chickens, ducks, sheep and dogs, effortlessly, did not make this existence really look at half a point, in the plain, you can imagine how much blood must be contaminated with his subordinates to sit so calm and clear.

The strong man of the Shenting tribe trembled all over, and the Tiger King who sat on the ground knew his intentions, turned around and jumped dozens of feet away, seeing that the situation was not good, he retreated and fled, and he didn't even care about the life or death of the rest of the demon king-level demon beasts around him, and he couldn't scruple at all.

Maihar raised his eyes slightly, took out another sword from the space-time inner ring, and brewed a mighty rumbling star killing sword qi.

Raise your sword, bow down, throw!

"Whew!"

The sword light roared like a dragon, and at the moment when the strong man of the Shenling tribe was about to flee, Mahal threw a starlight long sword, which crossed the sky, like an arrow, and the starlight spread, penetrating a starlight avenue, and the sharp edge rushed into the sky.

"Roar!"

The Tiger King who sat on the ground was covered in hair, his bones were terrified, he roared sadly, and without hesitation, he stretched out his huge tiger palm and slapped it at the starlight sword that was thrown.

"Bang!"

The loud noise shook the sky, and the starlight sword paused, and in the eyes of the sitting tiger king, a sharp pain rolled around his body, and he didn't let out a roar. The sharp edge on the long sword rumbled and swept, and in an instant, the tiger's claw exploded, turning into a blood mist, revealing Bai Sen's claw bones, which were broken inch by inch, and one of the claws was cut off.

The Sitting Tiger King roared, and the starlight sword in front of him was not coming at all, and it suddenly slashed at the head out of thin air.

"Hoohoo!"

The Tiger King, who sat on the ground, was huge and dexterous, and he sat and rolled on the ground, but he didn't dare to fight with Mehal's sword light, and chose to dodge, or rather escape.

It's just this sword of Mahal, it can't dodge, and it can't dodge.

Under the huge strength that cannot make up for the gap in the moat, unless there is a miracle.

But, very little.

"Whew!"

The arc blood was sprinkled, and the dexterous huge body of the sitting tiger king suddenly solidified, and a sword that landed out of thin air ruthlessly tore apart the heart of the sitting tiger king, and a huge gap was opened through the hole, ending the life of a demon king.

"Yawu!" the god leaned over the strong man of the tribe, spitting out different words and shouting in grief.

At this time, he was also overturned to the ground by the tumbling action of the sitting tiger king, but he didn't pay attention at all, just looked at the fallen sitting tiger king in a daze, with tears in his eyes, and a monstrous hatred suddenly rose in his eyes, and crazy, unforgettable, sharp straight into the bone marrow soul.

The long sword in Mehal's hand was dripping with blood, walking through the vast blood-stained land of tens of floating corpses, and his cold eyes just quietly looked down at the strong man of the Divine Tilt Tribe, just a glance, only a glance, and Mehal strode past, as if a passerby passed by, and even the strong man of the Divine Tilt tribe could not attract the attention of Maihal's extra afterglow.

This strong man with monstrous hatred, but in the face of Mehal's constant trembling, his face turned red, as if he had been unfairly humiliated, his whole body trembled slightly, and he wanted to say something, but he just opened his mouth, and he couldn't say anything.

The strong man with a bull's head glanced at the corpses everywhere, muttering ferociousness in his heart.

Walking in front of the strong man of the Shentian tribe, in his shocked eyes, he grabbed a chicken and followed.

Surrounded by many demon kings, the nest of the Gou Bird King has long been riddled with holes and crumbling. Mahal had a cold face all the way, and when he walked into the boulder, when he saw Kings, his face suddenly gloomy and cold.

When the strong man with the bull head of the human body carried the strong man of the Divine Tilt tribe just followed up, Mahal moved the void, and his slender five fingers grabbed the throat of the strong man, and suddenly lifted it, his eyes were boiling, and his nails were buckled into the blood of the throat canal.

Seeing this, Kings, who was sitting cross-legged, changed his face slightly.

"Brother Mahal, this person has no offense, and don't kill him!" said Kings urgently, dragging his weak and pale body, standing up, and hurriedly stopped.

Mahal nodded, and with a bang, he threw the powerhouse of the God-Fallen tribe away like garbage.

Only the throat remained, five near-penetrating bloody fingerprints.

"Spare him his life!" said Mahal coldly, turning to look at the weak and pale Gins, covered in blood, "There are some old medicines here, obtained from my demon king's lair, I don't know what to do with healing." ”

With a toss of his hand, one by one the medicinal plants of different shapes and the vitality of heaven and earth were revealed from the inner ring of time and space.

Looking at Jinsi, he was dazzled, and selected a few of them to chew and swallow directly, and immediately Jins's face was slightly ruddy, and he was better.

Nor did he hide it, Mahal directly said what he had seen and heard, and Kings was shocked when he listened, setting off some kind of waves. Obviously, there are some things that Kings, a well-informed and powerful man, has never heard of or seen.

"In other words, this person is the powerhouse of the Divine Tilt Tribe!" Kins looked at the fallen man, looked at it carefully, and showed a strange look, obviously, he couldn't see any difference between the people of the Divine Tilt Tribe and the powerhouses of the human realm.

"Clank!" nine rings flew out of the sleeves of Kings' arms, spinning out of thin air.

When the strong man of the God-leaning tribe revealed the nine rings, he immediately endured the pain and got up, kowtowed to Jins, his eyes were full of fanaticism and longing like a fanatic, and even saw the glory of the true god, directly ignoring everyone present.