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"Danger!" exclaimed Dai Yong, who was watching it earnestly. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info but it's too late. Yazhe roared, grabbed the ankle of the obsidian warrior of Yunxi City with his left hand, and dragged the mission, and then his right fist smashed directly into the opponent's face. The obsidian warrior of Yunxi City was shocked, and hurriedly crossed his arms to protect his face.

I only heard a crisp 'click' sound, and his hands were actually smashed. Yazhe's right fist was castrated, and after smashing the arms of the obsidian warrior of Yunxi City, it was heavily embedded in the obsidian warrior's face. All of a sudden, blood splattered.

"Ahh But Yazhe didn't intend to let him go because of this. Yazhe roared again, and threw his left hand vigorously, and the body of the poor Yunxi City Obsidian Warrior had been thrown high.

As his body fell from the sky, Yazhe bent his right knee and slammed it up. The crisp sound of bones breaking rang out in an instant. Poor Yun Xicheng's body was directly broken in two. The corners of the mouth, the corners of the eyes, and the nostrils secreted Yin Hong's bloodshot at the same time. The original eyes full of hatred also slowly dimmed at this time.

"Lord Yazhe is mighty! Lord Yazhe is mighty!" Looking at Yazhe's brave performance, the barbarian obsidian warriors were in high spirits. On the other hand, those soldiers in Yunxi City had a much dimmer momentum.

"There is no one who is not afraid of death, just come up!" Yazhe stood proudly at this time. The burly body is as immovable as a mountain, domineering and exposed.

"What's wrong with you despicable southerners? Are you eggless guys only daring to bully the old and weak, women and children? Come on, come on! It's okay to go up one by one, and it's okay to hug them all at once!"

"Yazhe, don't be arrogant, I'll come!" Wu Han couldn't hold back any longer, and was about to rush out immediately. But Dai Yong grabbed him and shook his head slightly.

"Wu Han, Yazhe's strength is already the Obsidian Martial Emperor, with your Obsidian Martial Emperor's strength, you are not his opponent at all, let me come!" Dai Yongjing walked towards the arrogant Yazhe, and the golden light between his eyebrows overflowed.

"Dai Yong, I can't imagine that you are actually an Obsidian Martial Emperor?" Yazhe was stunned for a moment, but regained his composure in a moment, "But even if you are an Obsidian Martial Emperor, you can't change the fate of your death today." ”

Yazhe looked at Dai Yong coldly. This guy has always given people the impression of being a weak scholar who is powerless. But no one could have imagined that this weak scholar was actually a powerful and terrifying Obsidian Martial Emperor. He's hiding it deep enough. Yazhe knew very well that the other party, who was the Obsidian Martial Emperor, could endure so deeply, so the strength of the other party must not be underestimated.

Dai Yong didn't say a word, staring at the other party silently. Dai Yong knew that the other party was stronger than he imagined, and the next battle would be a fierce battle. Two powerful suffocating terrifying momentum burned on the bodies of the two of them. Although it was far away, this terrifying momentum made the obsidian warriors and obsidian martial artists on the side feel endless pressure. They couldn't do anything but shiver and struggle to brace themselves.

Whether it was the obsidian warriors of the Great Yan Kingdom or the obsidian martial artists of the barbarian clan, they knew at this time that their strength was simply a world of difference compared to the obsidian martial emperor. Wait, they shouldn't be the strongest yet, and there's a stronger one!

Thinking of this, everyone's eyes shot at Xiao Chen, the youngest human ultimate powerhouse in history!

Dai Yong and Yazhe's momentum is still rising! And everyone understands that when this momentum rises to the highest level, it is time for the two of them to make a move.

"Hahaha!" Just when everyone was becoming more and more unable to support it under this terrifying momentum, Murong Yan suddenly laughed wildly.

"General Dai, there's no need to fight with such a barbarian!" Murong Yan put away his smile and looked at Yazhe coldly, "Barbarian barbarians, I order you and your subordinates to obediently give up resistance and be captured!"

"Why?" Yazhe didn't even glance at Murong Yan. As the first warrior of the barbarians, when fighting, even a landslide and a crack will not distract him a little.

"You..."Seeing Yazhe despise himself so nakedly, Murong Yan was angry for a while, "Barbarian fellow, don't forget, your khan is still in my hands, if you don't want her to die, just be captured." ”

"Stinky woman, tell your men to kneel for me. Murong Yan dragged Mo Lehe from the soldiers of Yunxi City.

"Khan!" Yazhe's heart moved.

"If you don't want her to die, just kneel down honestly for me. Murong Yan stretched out his right hand and grabbed Mo Lehe's neck, and said triumphantly.

"Shameless, I command you, release the Khan. Yazhe's roar shook Murong Yan's ears.

"Despicable barbarians, if you don't want your khan to die, kneel down for me. Murong Yan, whose face was extremely distorted, also screamed.

"Shameless, shameless!" Agheim's angry eyes were dripping blood. The despicable southerners, the cowardly southerners, like to play some intrigues and tricks, and have never had the guts to fight a big battle with the warriors of my barbarians!

"Thank you for the compliment!" Facing the furious Yazhe, Murong Yan, who was sneering, didn't think it at all. And when he looked at the other party's almost crazy appearance, Murong Yan's heart was even more refreshed.

"Mean woman, do you know?" Suddenly, Yazhe lowered his head, and his tone became unusually low, "In our barbarian clan, there will always be only warriors who die in battle, and there are no cowards who surrender, even if it is a khan, it is the same!"

"What?" Murong Yan's heart stirred for no reason, and she faintly felt that a bad feeling was about to happen.

"Yazhe, leave me alone, I order you to eliminate this cheap woman and all the lowly people of the Great Yan Kingdom. Mo Lehe, who was choked by Murong Yan's neck, shouted.

"Khan, to be honest, I used to look down on you and think you were just a little doll who didn't understand anything, and today I finally understood that Khan will always be the most noble Khan of my barbarians, and I know what to do. Yazhe's facial muscles were beating violently, and his eyes, which had always been murderous, were as cold as ice

"Brothers, give it to me, destroy the lowly and shameless Nanren, and avenge the Khan. Yazhe turned his head and shouted.

"Kill!" the obsidian martial venerable of the barbarians roared and pounced on their foe.

"Kill, kill these murderous barbarians. Not to be outdone, the obsidian warriors of Yunxi City City rushed towards their enemies.

Because of the deep hatred between each other, both sides will not show mercy.

"Dai Yong, look at the move, run to the thunder palm!" In the bursts of thunder, the majestic force squeezed straight towards Dai Yong.

"Wind and Cloud Slash!" The swift golden light slashed straight towards Yazhe like a match. The collision of two huge forces shook the sky. Dai Yongya was knocked back again and again by the opponent's strength. But on the other hand, Yazhe's body is slightly shaking. It seems that there is still a certain gap between Dai Yong's strength and Yazhe.

"Dai Yong, let me tell you, today next year will be your death day!" Looking at Dai Yong, who was pale, Yazhe finally grinned, Yazhe's body and mind, as long as he came so suddenly, he could let Dai Yong play completely. But at this moment, there were screams one after another.

Yazhe hurriedly looked, but his body couldn't help but be excited. He couldn't believe his eyes, those brave obsidian martial artists under his command actually fell unwillingly one by one, and it was a middle-aged man from the Great Yan Kingdom with a beard on his face who caused all this.

Although Dai Yong was at a clear disadvantage in the battle with Yazhe, his deputy Wu Han showed great might. As a Yaoshi Wuzun, when facing the soldiers of the barbarian clan who are also Yaoshi Wuzun, he can be described as a tiger into the flock. Although the barbarians are all physically fierce, fierce and warlike, this does not cover up a problem at all, even if it is Obsidian Martial Venerable, there is a huge gap in strength!

The barbarians advocate strength and one-on-one fighting! However, what Wu Han and his gang of obsidian warriors respect is mutual cooperation and cooperation, and inflict the greatest possible damage on the opponent at the minimum cost! Under different moods, the battle situation is unexpected!

"Shameless people of the Great Yan Kingdom, you give me death, Ben Thunder Palm. Yazhe couldn't care about Dai Yong anymore, he yelled and threw himself at Wu Han. In the sound of thunder, the majestic force surged forward.

"Shaoyang Boxing!" Wu Han's eyes were red when he was killed, and he didn't think about it, so he greeted him. 'Boom' Wu Han spat blood from his mouth and flew out directly. That's right, it is not impossible for Obsidian Martial Venerable, who has absolutely rich combat experience, to have an absolute advantage even when facing an opponent of the same rank as himself!

But if he faced the same extremely experienced Obsidian Martial Emperor, this huge advantage turned into a huge disadvantage that could not be concealed.

"Lord Yazhe is mighty!" Seeing that Wu Han was knocked down, the pressure on the obsidian martial venerables of the barbarian country dropped sharply. They all moved forward and fought with the soldiers of Yunxi City. The intense hatred made the eyes of these people blood-red.

Without Wu Han's obstacle, the difference in strength between the Obsidian Martial Venerable and the Obsidian Martial Artist slowly revealed!

"Ah!" came an extremely terrible cry. A soldier of Yunxi City was actually torn off an arm alive by a barbarian soldier, and red blood immediately flowed out of the broken arm. However, the pride of the barbarian soldiers did not last long, and the soldiers of Yunxi City with broken arms roared loudly and pounced on them at once.

"Ah!" The barbarian soldier's cry was equally miserable, and the Yunxi City soldier with a broken arm actually wrapped one hand around the barbarian soldier's neck, and then opened his mouth and bit down fiercely.

The fists of the distorted barbarian soldiers rained down on the backs of the soldiers of Yunxi City. But despite this, the Yunxi City soldier with the broken arm refused to open his mouth, he just sucked desperately. The barbarian soldier's fists grew lighter and slower. Finally, he hung down weakly. The soldiers of Yunxi City pushed away the corpses of the barbarian soldiers and grinned with blood. His body slowly collapsed amid laughter.

"Despicable southerners, go to death!" a barbarian soldier with a tiger's back stretched out his green tendons and grabbed the neck of a Yunxi City soldier with both hands, and actually lifted him up hard.

"That's not necessarily!" the Yunxi City soldier struggled to spit out such words from his mouth. He gathered the last of his strength and kicked down on the bridge of the nose. With a scream of 'Ah', the barbarian soldier's hand finally let go.

"Bastard. I'm going to die with you!" the Yunxi City soldier roared, hugging each other tightly. The hideous-looking Yunxi City soldier had a purple light on his entire body. The feathers are getting more and more prosperous and dazzling. With a loud bang, the entire body of the Yunxi City soldier burst open. Pieces of blood-sparkling flesh splattered in all directions.

Self-explosion, Yunxi City soldiers ended their lives with self-explosions, and at the same time took the lives of their enemies.

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And so on and so forth. Murong Yan was dumbfounded, although she was also an obsidian martial artist, this way of fighting with her life still made her feel scared. Murong Yan finally understood a truth, in this kind of fight where you die or I die, even the slightest slack will let you fall into a place of no return!

"Your Majesty, take that woman with you, and leave it to us here. Dai Yong yelled at Murong Yan.

"I want to escape, dream!" Yazhe yelled and rushed towards Murong Yan.

"Your Majesty, let's go!" a soldier of Yunxi City who was not afraid of death greeted him. Yazhe didn't answer, picked up the other party, and pulled it hard. 'Ah!' After the scream, two bloody bodies slowly floated down.

"Don't come here, don't come here, I'll kill her if you come over again!" Facing Yazhe, who was murderous and tight-hearted, Murong Yan's teeth chattered.

"Let her go, you bitch, let her go!" Yazhe opened his hand and stroked his blood-stained face, "Stinky bitch, do you remember what happened in the royal court? I tell you, if you don't let Khan go, you won't be alone." ”

"Don't come, don't come!" In front of the murderous Yazhe, Murong Yan, who was extremely frightened, retreated again and again.

"Let the Khan go, otherwise, I will call hundreds of ten brothers and kill you alive. Yazhe yelled.

"Nope. At this time, Murong Yan's fragile nerves completely collapsed. She closed her eyes and slapped a heavy palm on Mo Lehe's head.

"No!" Masaki let out a cry of despair. But at this moment, a figure passed by Murong Yan's body. At the same time, Murong Yan's right palm also swung down heavily. But at this time, Mo Lehe was safe and sound!

"Xiao Chen, I know you will definitely save me!" Mo Lehe's face was full of sweet smiles.

"Thunder Palm. Seeing that Mo Lehe was out of danger, Yazhe, who was in a calm mood, sprinkled his anger on Murong Yan. The thunderous roar contained Yazhe's endless anger.

"No!" Murong Yan also closed his eyes in despair. A loud roar followed. What's going on?Why did he get hit such a hard blow, but he didn't feel anything?Murong Yan opened his eyes in confusion, and a shaking body was blocking in front of him.

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