398 The Realm of the Warrior God

"Who!" The tall and thin man came in an instant, and the little fox was terrified, and rushed out with a tense body.

"Where did the fox come from! Grab it! The man slapped his palm, and his strong spiritual power killed the little fox, and the short and fat man behind him also rushed over when he heard the sound.

"Oh my God! Help, master! The little fox ran for his life, and finally dodged the man's fatal blow, waving four tails behind him, and throwing back one attack after another, trying to stop the two people who were chasing after him. The stocky man swung his massive mace and slammed it to the ground.

The little fox who ran away was instantly shocked and flew up, and the two men behind him instantly appeared beside him, looking at their cruel expressions and weapons raised high, the little fox closed his eyes as if resigned to his fate, master, goodbye in the next life.

"Mountains and rivers are broken!" A loud shout. The light blade slashed at the two of them in an instant, the tall and thin man was like a great enemy, and the short and fat man raised his mace high, swung it down hard, and collided with the light blade. The huge impact made the two men squint, and the little fox flew directly upside down.

"Are you alright?" Falling steadily into a warm embrace, the little fox opened its eyes, tucked its head into the cold arms of the night and sobbed softly.

"Who are you, hand over that little fox to us, and maybe we can save your life!" The tall and thin man looked down at the little girl in front of him arrogantly, but she was at the peak of the god-man realm, an ant-like existence.

"Master, the fried chicken is in their cave, and there are still a lot of children in it!" The little fox hurriedly told himself what he had seen in the cave.

"Ouch, it's a gang!"

"Big brother, then you can't let this girl go!"

"Of course!"

The two men looked at each other and smiled, staring at the night twilight coldly, the mace and the long hook in their hands were cold, and the cold face of the night twilight did not change, and the thunder was overflowing.

"Watch me beat you to pulp!" The short and fat man rushed towards Twilight, his huge body was like a humanoid tank, and the pitch-black mace was raised high and smashed down on Twilight's head, and the strong spiritual power rolled up a lot of wind, and a wisp of wind swept through Nighttwilight's cheeks, breaking open the skin like an artifact, and a drop of red blood overflowed.

"The Stars Fall!" The blade of light runs through the sky, and the terrifying aura makes even the tall and thin man smell a trace of danger, and carefully looks at the night twilight, the spear in his hand is not a vulgar thing, and the little fox is also a nine-tailed clan with high blood, presumably there must be unexpected good things on this girl. Thinking of this, the long hook in his hand began to shout, which was more abundant than what he would get by handing over the children.

The mace collides with the light blade, and the sharp sound of metal grinding makes people's gums sour. But the gap in cultivation is still there, the light blade is retreating, the mace is gradually approaching, but the night twilight is still standing in place, immobile like a mountain.

"I'm afraid I'm so scared that I'm going to pee my pants!" The tall and thin man thought to himself, the corners of his mouth hooked.

"The moon is collapsing!" With a wave of the spear, the whole person jumped into the air, the tip of his toe tapped on the mace, and with a swing of the spear, the almost condensed blade of light gently slashed through the throat of the short and fat man, and with the power of the spear, the night twilight Han jumped lightly, and instantly flew upside down a few feet away.

"Ugh!" The mace in the short and fat man's hand trembled, and he could no longer control it, and fell to the ground, not even a trace of it spilled out of a hair-like wound in his throat, but under his horrified gaze, his body collapsed uncontrollably.

"Bang!" Fell to the ground hard, and just wanted to open his mouth to call for help, but was occupied by blood gushing out.

"How come, dick!" The tall and thin man shook his head, he couldn't believe that a god man could kill his second brother of the eighth rank of the god with a single blow.

"Give my second brother a funeral!" The tall and lanky man raised his eyes, their sockets already obscured by scarlet, and rushed towards the nightshade with the long hook that had pierced through the shoulder blades of countless people and cut off the heads.