"Whoever offends me will be killed!"

The rolling sound wave swept across Hengshan, and the disciples of Hengshan were unexpectedly excited.

"Kill!" Yang Wuyue didn't talk nonsense, they were stunned when they came to attack the mountain, where is this to attack the mountain, it is clearly to send death "Snow is full of Qiankun!"

The cold wind and snow suddenly rose, and in an instant, the sky was cold and frozen, and the snowflakes were like sharp blades.

The hidden master of the totem clan, the snake ru, roared in anger, "Retreat, escape!"

The other party has Yang Wuyue, a brave and invincible guy, who simply destroyed their formation and slaughtered I don't know how many spirit beasts. Moreover, Yang Wuyue focused on greeting the spirit beasts, these are five-hundred-year-old spirit beasts, comparable to the innate powerhouse, they are all innate golden pills.

The totem clan took advantage of the victory, returned defeated, and fled in embarrassment. Yang Wuyue chased all the way, following behind unhurriedly. All the way to the deep mountain totem.

Yu Jinglei and the others all gasped, and they tracked for thousands of miles. It was blocked to the other party's base camp.

Dense innate spirit beasts and totem people in various costumes came out of the deep mountains, faintly forming a confrontation.

Yang Wuyue's voice spread throughout the deep mountains: "Totem clan, who dares to fight with me!"

"Aung Aang!"

The sound of a low roar of rage stirred like a dragon's roar.

He Yiming said secretly, "Isn't my cousin too crazy!"

"This guy isn't online, is he?" Everyone was secretly surprised, but they also wanted to see this earth-shattering battle.

After this arrogant challenge, the vast mountains and forests of the entire Totem Clan were densely packed with masters. In the end, it was still an old man riding a huge rat and said coldly, "We have a mutual non-aggression agreement with Tianchi. You have come to my totem clan today to shout, do you want to go to war?"

"Hahaha!" Yang Wuyue laughed and said, "Your wolf and snake clan have attacked my Hengshan lineage in a big way. You're still asking me if I'm going to war?"

The snake ru said angrily, "Great Sage, this person burned the totem of the wolf clan, killed Suo Ge and the spirit wolf, and even threatened to sweep away my totem clan!"

"What?" The Great Sage of the Rat Clan, his eyes burned: "You dare to burn the totem of the Wolf Clan!"

"I'm not just going to burn the wolf totem, I'm going to burn the deep mountain totem." Yang Wuyue snorted coldly, "It's not aimed at anyone, the totem clan is all rubbish. A bunch of rubbish with the beasts!"

"Bastard!"

"Arrogant!"

These words are a map cannon, not only the strong man of the totem clan, but in an instant, the tiger roars in the mountains and forests, and the beasts are terrified.

"The weak will be the one who will take advantage of their tongues." Yang Wuyue continued, "If you have the guts, just come and fight. I will challenge the past from one race to another. It is not only superior, but also life and death. However, it is said that there is no master of that group to fight. Then burn the broken totem you worshipped."

"Aren't you with wild beasts? The law of the jungle, survival of the fittest. The weak only deserve to be eliminated!"

The Great Sage of the Rat Clan stared slightly: "Boy, just because you also want to challenge the Totem Clan? You're not even a Venerable, and you dare to shout here? Do you really think that the old man has no temper?"

"You have a temper, I don't know. All I know is that you totem juniors are rubbish!" Yang Wuyue came again: "If your Venerable makes a shameless move, there are Venerable ones in all the veins of my Heavenly Pool. If you want to make a move, I think the Great Elder of God Operator will be happy to compete with you. The Qilin Saint Lord wants to make a move, our sect master hasn't fought for so long, maybe he also wants to move his muscles!"

"Tianchi can't beat you, we still have allies, as well as the Northern Frontier Ice Palace, and the Great Shen Lingxiao Treasure Palace. You beasts of the beasts, uncivilized barbarians. Entrenched in this broken mountain, it is just a matter of letting you survive without seeing the same knowledge as you. Do you really think we're afraid of you?"

"Who dares to fight me to the death! Where are the warriors of the Totem Clan?"

"I'm going to fight you!" Finally, someone couldn't help but make a move: "I'm ......"

"I don't want to know the names of the dead! Frost Fist!" The fierce chill was overwhelming, and the man's face changed suddenly, but he still carried his whole body

The strength erupted violently, but it was just a face, and all the true qi and flesh were frozen in ice, and they turned into debris all over the ground under one palm.

"Runkett!"

"Thief!"

This is to provoke hatred, and kill him with one move.

Yang Wuyue said proudly, "Sure enough, they are all a bunch of waste, and they can't even catch a single trick from me. Let's go on together!"

The Great Venerable of the Rat Clan shouted angrily, "Your Majesty, go up together and kill him!"

"Roar!" One after another, the fierce spirit beasts rushed out, and the totem messengers killed one by one, but the situation was showing a strange situation of one side down, three unique miracles, three unique fists, palms and legs, one move and one style were extremely fierce, and Yang Wuyue, who was already good at close combat, showed a peerless ferocity at this moment.

"Three parts of the world!"

"100,000 urgent!"

"Three points to the reinvigoration!"

Three or three are endless, six or six are endless, a surging breath, intertwined endlessly, natural magnification, Yang Wuyue's true qi is sleepless, and he is born in this group of guys.

If you touch it, you will die, and if you touch it, you will be injured. There were no bells and whistles, and the majestic and domineering true qi crushed the past.

For a while, they were frightened, and more than thirty percent of them died, and the rest of them were scared of being killed, and they kept retreating. The Great Sage of the Rat Clan's face was gloomy.

Yang Wuyue said lightly, "This is scared? You totemic messengers can't beat them one-on-one, and you can't beat them two-on-one. Now that you are allowed to go together, you don't even have the courage to fight me? If you want to steal the wolf totem, do you still need to steal it? Hand over all your totems, and turn around and go. Otherwise, I will kill one tribe after another, and take them back one by one!"

"Presumptuous!" Many Venerable Beings glared angrily one by one, "You dare, is it really impossible for me to wait for a good look?"

"Hahaha!" Yang Wuyue laughed and said, "I wanted to try the power of the Venerable. It's a pity that above Tianchi, they are all elders, and they can't fight to the death. If the Venerable of that clan wants to make a move, just come. The wolf clan doesn't seem to have a venerable one! Then I'm going to wipe out the race!"

"Old man, Venerable Huteld of the Leopard Clan," the old man had already jumped onto the black panther's back. The moment their bodies touched, the breath of the two suddenly merged perfectly.

This is the "fair" battle of the totem clan, basically they and their spirit beast partners cast a secret method of unity, and they are connected to each other's breath, saying that it is one-on-one, but in fact, it is two-on-one when they fight with outsiders.

A pair of short spears appeared in Hutter's hands, like the ferocious fangs of the panther.

"Venerable!" The real Venerable-level master released his momentum, and everyone knew what such an opponent meant, even He Yiming, who was just watching the battle from a distance, felt this momentum, and couldn't help but be secretly frightened.

In the face of such a peak powerhouse, what kind of peerless martial arts should Yang Wuyue use to compete with it.