Chapter 68: One Hit Kills

Far out of sight. An endless sea of tents appeared.

Even He Yiming, who saw this spectacular scene for the first time, could guess the origin of these tents.

Here, only where the Western armies are stationed, can there be a sea of tents of this scale.

The rapid approach of the three of them had already attracted the attention of the strong men in the tent, and countless whistles rang out at this moment, and between the figures and buildings, it seemed that this ocean had set off a monstrous giant*.

Jin Zhan's eyes lit up, he suddenly let out a long roar, stretched out his hand and patted it lightly on his waist, and the hidden dragon spear suddenly appeared in his hand silently.

Then, he stepped out of the ......

The distance under his feet seemed to be drastically shortened in an instant, and in just a blink of an eye, Jin Zhan had disappeared in front of He Yiming.

The distance between dozens of zhang was achieved overnight, and when he stepped out steadily, he even surpassed the westerner who had fled like an outlaw, and suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

The Westerner just felt a flower in front of him, and was immediately frightened by the mysterious appearance of Jin Zhan not far in front of him.

His heart was beating at an unprecedented speed, and his hands were pointing at Jin Zhanzhan, his eyes revealing indescribable intensity of shock and disbelief.

At this critical juncture, he already recognized it.

This elusive light-weight technique performed by the Jin Campaign. It's definitely not something that people below the Venerable One can perform.

For a moment, there was only one thought that was buzzing in his mind.

Jin Zhan, he turned out to be a real Venerable......

His heart suddenly became cold, and even his hands and feet seemed to become weak.

At this moment, when his will and resistance fell to the bottom, he saw a light in front of him.

This light pierced out of Jin Zhan's hand, like a meteor falling from the sky, and like a strong lightning in a rainstorm. It seemed that from the moment the stab was stabbed, it had crossed the distance between each other and pierced his heart.

The Westerner lowered his head, he looked at the big hole in his chest in a daze, and there was a look of confusion in his eyes. Then he fell to the ground heavily, and after two convulsions, he could no longer get up.

When the Jin Battle was unleashed, He Yiming had already stopped.

However, the moment he saw Jin Zhanzhan take out the dragon spear, He Yiming already understood that this Westerner who came to provoke had no reason to survive.

In fact, with this person's strength, if he hadn't lost his self-confidence, if he hadn't lost his fighting spirit, then when he returned to this place, as long as he held on for a while, maybe this result would have been completely rewritten.

It's just that there aren't so many ifs in this world, and now standing next to that corpse, carrying a dragon spear, and standing with his head held high, is the real protagonist at this moment.

In a sea of tents. There seemed to be an abrupt pause.

Although the vast majority of people don't understand what happened, He Yiming and Jin Zhan both have the faces of Orientals, while the guy who lies on the ground bleeding and has less air in and more breath is a typical Westerner.

Whatever the reason, the Chase Westerners came here and killed them just before they got close to the camp. This arrogant and extreme provocation method suddenly succeeded in stirring up the crazy blood in the bodies of all Westerners.

Several long whistles rang out in various places, and correspondingly, the replies of the powerhouses of the same level.

He Yiming's face changed slightly, these whistling sounds were endless, and they were all made by different people.

In the entire sea of tents in the west, there are so many innate powerhouses hidden.

At this moment, He Yiming was even wondering if the innate powerhouses of all the countries in the West had already come here.

However, the only thing that is comforting is that there is no Venerable-level powerhouse in these long whistles, otherwise He Yiming would definitely turn around and flee without saying a word.

As his eyes turned, a question appeared in his heart.

Whether it was the unlucky Westerner or the Jin Zhan, they were all extremely bold and dared to smash the opponent's lair. Such unscrupulousness, it seems that he doesn't care at all that there will be a strong man at the Venerable level in the other party's camp, and there must be an agreement that he doesn't know. Otherwise, how could they have done such a self-defeating thing?

The figures flickered one after another, but in a few moments, dozens of people had already fled out of the sea of tents.

Judging from the light body exercises they showed, the strength of even the most inferior people had reached the innate realm, and the leaders of them were even more imposing. However, they also kept a certain distance between walking, and no one rushed up alone in a reckless manner.

This is the effect of the earth-shattering shot just now in the Jin Campaign, under one shot, one person was killed instantly, and people didn't even have the strength to fight back.

Such a powerful performance of strength makes all the powerful masters have a feeling of shock.

Jin Zhan suddenly let out a long roar, his whistle spread far away, and in the face of so many masters, it was enough to make people's scalps tingle, he was not afraid at all.

With a shake of the dragon spear in his hand, he immediately picked up the Westerner underground, and flew high towards those people.

Thump......

When the man's corpse fell heavily to the ground, Jin Zhanzhan said in a loud voice: "Come and don't be rude, this person's body is still waiting for you, who else has the courage to come out and fight a certain battle." ”

The men stopped, their eyes resting on the corpses on the ground, most of them with horror and disbelief in their eyes.

From this, they already recognized the man's origin. The person who can be remembered by so many innate powerhouses is naturally the kind of outstanding person who is at the top.

One of the old men rushed out to the corpse, picked it up, and let the blood in his chest flow to his body.

He shouted sharply, as if questioning something. Behind him, several people explained something in a sincere panic.

Although He Yiming couldn't understand what they were saying at all, Jin Zhan was no stranger to their language, and a cold smile of disdain appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He Yiming asked curiously, "Brother Jin, what are they talking about?"

Jin Zhanzhan raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "This dead Westerner's name is Toms, and he is the top master of a certain Western country. The old man was Thomas's senior brother and didn't know about it, so he was a little furious at the moment. ”

Sure enough, the old man suddenly jumped to his feet, kicked out several times in mid-air, and kicked three of them away.

Since those three people are qualified to come out with everyone, they are at least masters of the innate realm, but under the attack of that old man, they don't dare to fight back at all.

He Yiming shook his head secretly, for the sake of a gambling contract, such a master has fallen, if he is the old man, I am afraid that he will even have the heart to kill them.

The old man slowly turned around, and his body was filled with a strong murderous intent.

The old man, with his yellow hair, was furious. His hair stood up faintly, looking particularly hideous and terrifying, even if he was in the same camp, his eyes were full of fear when they looked at him.

"Who are you......" he said viciously.

He actually spoke the official language of Dongfang Dashen, although it was not very standard, but He Yiming and others could understand it.

Jin Zhanzhan laughed loudly and said, "Old man, before asking for someone's name, you should introduce yourself first, don't you even know this." ”

The man's eyes were suddenly filled with fierce blood, and his body moved slightly. It seems that he wants to pounce directly. But at this moment, a powerful palm pressed against his shoulder.

Another old man who looked to be about his grade whispered a few words in his ear, and he breathed a few times, but his feet were steady.

The new old man took a step forward, raised a hand on his shoulder, and bowed slightly to them, even when he was hostile, he was full of courtesy, and then said slowly: "My name is Tatam, this is Danny, it was Tom who was killed by you, what is your name." ”

Tatam spoke slowly, almost word by word

Although He Yiming listened very awkwardly, he was secretly shocked in his heart, so far, among the three Western masters he had come into contact with, they all knew the language of Dongfang Dashen, although the speed at which they spoke was not flattering, but it could also prove that they had indeed spent a great deal of effort before the Eastern Crusade.

Jin Zhanzhan nodded with a smile on his face, and said: "Tatam, I'm Jin Zhan, if any of you want to avenge Toms, then come up." ”

The dragon spear in his hand jumped slightly, and a huge momentum suddenly surged from his body.

Tatam's eyes froze suddenly, and a deep and powerful voice suddenly sounded from his mouth: "Jin Battle ......"

"King Battle ......"

Not only him, but from these dozens of people, most of them made similar noises from their mouths.

Among the people here, of course, it is impossible for everyone to understand the language of Dashen, but the three words of Jin Zhan are familiar to everyone.

He Yiming's heart sank slightly, and there seemed to be a hint of unexpected surprise in the voices of these people, this kind of performance was really amazing.

Then, everyone's eyes began to glow faintly.

Tatam suddenly whispered, and suddenly, the sound of a series of weapons stirring sounded.

Dozens of people unexpectedly pulled out their weapons. In the West, there are no more than a few of the most popular weapons.

One is a two-handed sword, the other is a soft foil made of special materials that can be bent, and some people use a combination of weapons with a sword and a shield, and there are several people who hold a spear in their hands. Two of them took out a weapon that was almost as tall as a person, and after the two took out the longbow, instead of stepping forward, they took a few steps back and distanced themselves from everyone.