Xia Zuo's attack was far from complete, and although most of his energy was wasted due to the loss of control, there were still nearly three hundred Titan oracles in blood robes, who were torn to pieces by the wanton light blades.

The death of the Titan's envoy caused the pressure of the formation to increase several times, and the originally orderly blood-colored silk threads in the sky suddenly became chaotic, and the multiplied and powerful pressure made the Titan's pale face red, and the dense beads of sweat the size of beans flowed down the thin cheeks and melted into streams.

The tense body under the blood robe couldn't stop trembling, as if it might be crushed into powder by the strong pressure at any time.

It is completely impossible for such Titans to even move a single step, where is there still the ability to resist, the wild Prince of the Rhine.

The thunder glittered on Achill's worn-out axe, and in a wild flip, he slashed a wretched and shivering body into bloody pieces.

The wild and murderous smile on his handsome face made a dozen Titans who faced Archer subconsciously turn around and flee in horror.

However, when the body moved slightly, only the sound of bumping and bumping could be heard, and the uncontrollable energy instantly exploded all the bodies into blood mist and dissipated.

"Despicable orcs, how dare you?" Under the wriggling blood mass in the air, a wizened golden old ghost screamed at the throat like a male duck.

In the formation, Xia Zuo and the two slaughtered wantonly without heeding, and a large amount of viscous blood slowly slid to the ground along the arc of the axe blade and arm.

If the two of them continue to be slaughtered like this, it won't be long before the entire array collapses, and the nine golden old ghosts who are controlling it are becoming more and more difficult, their pale faces are blue and ugly. Glancing at each other, the eight of them danced under their feet at the same time, changing positions in a chaotic but orderly manner.

"Orc, you are looking for death" A thin golden old ghost suddenly rushed towards Archer from under the blood mass, his dry claws flashed with scarlet blood like a fierce ghost, and the wizened body burned with raging blood-colored flames, and the mysterious cold flames made the surrounding space rotate and twist, and with the waves of qi, a thick and pungent smell of blood gushed out.

"Old thing, your opponent is me!" Xia Zuo stucked between the old ghost and Archer until he stood still. A roaring sonic boom rang out from a hundred meters away, where he was standing.

Without hesitation, open the five-fold eight-pole collapse state. The muscular and burly Xia Zuo easily blocked the smelly wind blowing in his face, his black hair was flying, and his thick arms were exposed with green tendons, and he unceremoniously punched the old ghost's bloody claws.

Slender and thin. Shaped like ghostly claws. A distorted blood-colored light and shadow in the air. And Xia Zuo's thick fist, which collided with it, was powerful and fierce, like an ancient fierce god. With a furious whistling sound tearing through the air, it swept away.

The two palms that were completely different, but also wrapped in a terrifying aura collided fiercely, the blood color and aqua blue luster visible to the naked eye on the arms were like two meteorites dragging their tails colliding head-on, and the tooth-aching steel friction sound stabbed and stabbed, and a piece of shining sparks splashed out between the two colliding palms, but the energy surrounding the arms was outrageously powerful and boundless, but under such a fierce collision, there was no leakage of a trace.

The Golden Old Ghost of the Cult of the Titans is definitely the strongest of the Golden Fighters, although it can't be compared to the domineering Campas Rhein warriors like Ral, but it is also on the same level as the several powerful human fighters who besieged Laval.

This claw is really fierce, even with Xia Zuo's body, he only feels the bone cracks and stinging pain all over his body, and even the huge spiritual power entrained in the blood-colored flames, which makes Xia Zuo's divine sense dizzy for a while, but fortunately, with his vigorous vitality, he instantly recovered the injuries in his body.

However, the old ghost was also uncomfortable, his pale face suddenly flushed with a mysterious flush, and he couldn't help but snort in his snort, looking at Xia Zuo's eyes with a stunned light, as if he didn't believe that Xia Zuo's young orc had such a powerful power, but it was soon replaced by a more inflated and pervasive killing intent.

"Come again!!hehe!!" Xia Zuo raised his head suddenly, although the corners of his mouth were bloody, his bloodshot eyes were full of fanaticism, his hideously cracked mouth leaked bloodstained teeth, and his slightly dry voice was full of incomparable excitement and fanaticism.

It belongs to the warlike and wild bloodline of the Saiyans, and Xia Zuo can still control it calmly on weekdays, but once he encounters a powerful opponent, all the cells in his body are excited, and once he exerts his full strength, the bloodthirsty and crazy bloodline in Xia Zuo's body will also be completely burned.

Roaring and flying upwards, invoking ferocious fanaticism, accompanied by the occasional hideous laughter, the crazy and powerful attacks are completely defenseless offensive moves.

The fists and feet slammed and slammed, Xia Zuo's outrageous brute strength was difficult for ordinary people to reach, and the punches and fists made the golden old ghost frown, and the powerful vitality was able to recover the injuries on his body very quickly, and he was not afraid of the crazy attack of death like a torrential rain, and the sky was full of fists and feet.

For a while, the powerful golden old ghost who was forced couldn't help but change his fighting style, flying left and right like ghosts, acting like a cloud, and shooting ruthlessly from time to time, which would definitely cause some injuries on Xia Zuo's body, but at the same time, Xia Zuo's wild counterattack would definitely come!

"This mad monkey" Achill's face not far away couldn't help but be slightly sluggish.

"This bastard monkey is already so powerful that this prince was the first day of the Rhine tribe, and he was thrown off so much!" Secretly smiling bitterly, Achill's eyes were cold and bright, and the giant axe in his hand turned, and the speed of killing the Titan's divine envoy quickly increased to the extreme, and he could also see that Xia Zuo was now in a state of explosion that was difficult to last, and in the time that Xia Zuo bought him, he had to completely destroy this formation.

The speed of the golden terror was exerted to the extreme, and in the moment the figures staggered, the two of them fought no less than a thousand times, and they also lost the perfect control of the gold, otherwise the land under their feet would not only be destroyed into something.

"Come again!! again!!! hahaha!! old thing! Use some strength!! quack!!" The drooling roar was crazy, Xia Zuo's cracked hideous smile revealed a strange satisfaction and ecstasy, and the excited eyes that were more and more blood-red seemed to be like a demon in color, seeing a beautiful little girl who was white and tender and had no ability to resist.

The jet-black armor on his body has already been torn and shattered by blood-colored claws, and on the thick chest with entangled muscles, from time to time there are deep and leaky claw marks, and in the blood splashing, the hideous wounds quickly squirm and recover, but the faint red marks will soon be covered by new claw marks.

When the speed reaches their level, all the fighting skills and moves are almost useless, and everything depends on who is faster and who is stronger.

The surging vitality made the crazy Xia Zuo, who was not afraid of death, give full play to his strength by two hundred percent, and the crazy Saiyan, who completely disregarded the defense, exerted his terrifying attack power to the extreme, and the wild attack became smoother and smoother, and it was actually the golden old ghost that was gradually suppressed.

After all, the golden old ghost does not have Xia Zuo's terrifying surging vitality, and he can not care about the physical trauma, even if Xia Zuo hits his attack, it is less than one-tenth of the claw marks he caused to Xia Zuo, but after a wild attack, the gorgeous golden silk red robe is also shattered, and the thin skeleton-like body is dripping with blood.

Under the wriggling huge ball of blood, eight sweaty golden old ghosts watched the battle not far from them in disbelief, completely unable to believe that a young Kampas warrior could force his companion to such an extent.

Although they were anxious in their hearts, the eight people could only watch without the slightest way, manipulating the blood balls above their heads, and lacking one person's share, which had already made each of them tense, carefully controlling the huge pressure that would collapse at any time, if there was no one more person missing, then without Xia Zuo's hands, the huge energy could turn them into ashes in a few moments.

"Orc, suffer death!" A roar of rage, in the sky glued to the battle group, there was finally a human fighter escaped, a burly golden figure dodged down from the air, and the huge crimson slashing sword, with a scorching breath like burning mountains and boiling the sea, wiped Xia Zuo's neck fiercely.

The golden light flashed, and when the huge horse chopping knife almost touched Xia Zuo's neck, the figure of a middle-aged man with white temples and golden armor appeared vaguely in the golden light.

"Quack!!Good coming!!Good coming!!!!Good coming!!!

There was a loud roar in the eardrums, and Xia Zuo's blocked arms were knocked back to his chest by two powerful golden fighters, spurting blood from his mouth, and he snorted involuntarily.

The fierce aura did not decline, but burned more vigorously, the bloody mouth listed the oozing hideous smile, and the severe pain in the body not only did not crush the fighting spirit, but made Xia Zuo even more crazy, and rushed forward again bravely in the roar of the sky, "Come again!!!"

"Leave him alone, go kill that Rhine imp first!" The old ghost howled hoarsely at the middle-aged man who rushed over, here he can still resist for a while, but that damn Rhine imp, let him slash like this again, the whole formation will collapse.

Nodding solemnly, the figure of the middle-aged fighter flickered like Archer pounced.

But after a touch of golden streamer, the fierce aura that rushed to the sky was like a maggot on the tarsal bones, ignoring the attack of the old ghost behind him, completely ignorant of the attack of defense, but the middle-aged fighter was encircled in the battle group by the anti-guest, and the crazy roar resounded through the four fields, "Coward!!! Do you want to escape!!

The crazy attack dragged down the footsteps of the two golden fighters, even with Xia Zuo's outrageous vitality, scars on his body gradually began to appear too late to recover, but even such an offensive did not affect Xia Zuo's ferocity at all, but the more he fought, the more crazy he became, and the excitement in his mouth roared "Who else?!! who else !! hahaha!!" (to be continued......