Chapter Thirty-Six: The First of Our Race
Xia Yang couldn't react for a while, and was swept away by the spear of the Black Mountain, and a huge force flew him sideways.
"You're damned...... Looking at Xia Yang who flew out upside down, a thick murderous intent also appeared in Montenegro's eyes.
He, Montenegro, when did he suffer such a grievance? So all the anger and resentment converge on this shot.
As he spoke, he stabbed Xia Yang with a spear, this shot was so fast that he seemed to want to end Xia Yang's life with one shot.
"Careless......" Feeling the pain in his waist and abdomen, Xia Yang laughed a little for a while, he was too happy to cut it just now, and he didn't notice the movement in Montenegro's hand at all.
was found by the black mountain and swept out with a shot......
At this time, he also felt the solemn killing machine coming from in front of him, and he knew that it was Montenegro who was pursuing the victory.
"To be a demon is to talk about martial arts!" Xia Yang's expression remained unchanged, still the same fearless and cheerful appearance.
His eyes flicked to the spear that was stabbing at him, and he flew upside down in the air, and he did a backflip straight in the air.
"Like me, I'm very martial arts!" At this moment, Xia Yang was already floating in the air, and then picked up the long sword in his hand and slashed straight at the spear.
"Nonsense." At this moment, Montenegro admired the fearless courage of the human race in front of him, but admiration was admiration, but the spear in his hand still did not stop.
"Dangdangdang." The weapons in the hands of the two instantly staggered, and the two huge forces collided with each other, and it was obvious that the Black Mountain, who was a demon clan, was even more powerful.
Xia Yang couldn't help but retreat several steps, but his swordsmanship was exquisite, and the spear of the Black Mountain did not hurt him.
"Pretty good, boy." Montenegro withdrew his spear, looked at Xia Yang, who was panting in front of him, and said banter.
"This is the first time that the Terran has been out of the customs...... "Montenegro looked at the young Terran boy in front of him and said with emotion.
He was not in a hurry to attack with a gun, but stood in place as if waiting for something, and his playful gaze kept staring at Xia Yang.
"It's also the last time the Terrans will come out!" As soon as the words fell, he instantly burst out laughing, Xia Yang instantly felt something, and he raised his head violently.
A huge palm print covered him, and the palm print seemed to block the sky, the dark clouds, and the vitality of Xia Yang.
Covered with a danger of death.
At the same time, Black Mountain finally moved, and his spear stabbed at Xia Yang.
As soon as he got up, Xia Yang seemed to have nowhere to hide, and in the face of such a situation, Xia Yang also put away a look of hanging on his face.
If this situation is not good, you will be killed......
"Summer Town Guards !!"
Zhang Xianzhong panicked in the distance, he saw an old man, who didn't know when he appeared on Xia Yang's head, and then slapped that devastating palm.
He also felt the fluctuation of the demonic power from afar, and the threat it brought was far greater than that of the Black Mountain just now.
The old man......
It is the meta-infancy.
At this moment, he also mentioned Xia Yang's life and safety, and along with it, there were thousands of soldiers behind him.
On the other hand, the demon clan sergeant was overjoyed, and in their opinion, the elder of the Yuan Infant Stage came out.
All these Terrans outside the city must have died here, so as to add a wave of meat to their dinner tonight!
"Hahaha, I laugh at that Terran general's dementia and brainlessness!" A little demon learned the appearance of the human race, shook his head and mocked a few words.
"Hahaha, I laugh at that Terran general's courage and strategy!" Several other demon clans also mocked in a mocking manner.
"Hahaha, there's nothing funny, our elders are in the primordial infant stage after all, if you are the human race, I guess you won't be able to find out!"
A little demon seemed to be defending Xia Yang, but the disdainful smile on his face couldn't be erased no matter what.
The demon clan on the city wall looked at the elder who suddenly appeared on Xia Yang's head and waved a palm, and they all teased excitedly, as if Xia Yang's death was already a doomed ending.
Feeling the danger of death, Xia Yang's whole body was already tense at this moment, this was the first time he faced Yuan Ying.
But he didn't want to be the last time he faced Yuan Ying, he Xia Yang couldn't die here......
"Practice Qi with me today!"
Xia Yang picked up the long sword in both hands, and the hair on his forehead was also blown by the spiritual power fluctuations that he had burst out at the moment.
The long sword in his hand seemed to be trembling slightly, as if he couldn't bear so much power, but the light in Xia Yang's hands was getting brighter and brighter.
"The first of its kind to my human race!"
Xia Yang's face was crazy, and he raised the long sword violently with both hands, and then jumped into the air, swinging his hands cleanly.
He wanted the human race to know that the human race itself had supreme potential, could this be compared to the despicable body of the demon race?
"Boom!"
A sword that he thought was the strongest since his resurrection was slashed out by him, and the moment he slashed out, the long sword in his hand also shattered.
The sword light poured down from mid-air, as if to annihilate the entire world, and everything around it seemed to become dull under the light of the sword.
At this moment, it was as if time had stood still.
"Boom~~!!"
The palm print of the demon clan elder finally fell, and the spear of the black mountain also stabbed it, and it all collided violently with Xia Yang's sword.
"Huh?" Hei Tian felt Xia Yang's spiritual power fluctuations at this moment, and made a surprised sound, how could this inferior human race have such a cultivation?
However, seeing that the Terran's body had been shrouded in countless flying armor fragments and dust, a faint smile finally appeared on his face.
"But it's still too weak......" He shook his head, and was about to beckon to go down to the Black Mountain, only to find that the Black Mountain below flew straight out of the dust.
"Impossible! When pigs fly! Black Mountain was stunned at the moment, feeling the burning pain in his chest, and he couldn't believe what he was seeing.
The Terran did not die under this attack.
Instead, he survived and punched him in the chest, sending him flying out.
At this moment, Xia Yang was already in rags, and the iron armor he was wearing had already broken when he didn't know when.
His right hand was also hanging down weakly, and he vaguely felt that his right hand had been broken, and it was broken along with the shattering of the long sword.
He had just surpassed the limits of his physical functions, and he could not withstand such tremendous force.
The sword can't, and neither can he.
"Huh?"
At this moment, the smoke and dust dissipated, and Hei Tian also saw the situation below, looking at Xia Yang, who was still trembling and standing slowly, he was also very surprised.
"You're a strange human race...... but Hei Tian looked at Xia Yang's legs that seemed to be almost unable to stand, and saw his arm that seemed to have been broken.
The indifference on his face remained the same, no matter what, he was just a low-level human race.
"I don't want to die yet." Xia Yang raised his head and said softly to the black sky.