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"Bang!"

The fierce burst of qi echoed around, as the battle continued, the scene had become a little chaotic, the four teams were all surrounding the demon beasts and constantly attacking, and they were all long-range attacks, and inevitably began to be injured by mistake, but the warriors in the field were desperately suppressing their inner desire to fight back, even if they wanted to fight back, they had to wait for these demon beasts to kill almost. Pinshu.com

At this moment, Ye Qinghan can clearly conclude that although this ape demon beast is very small, it is all a fourth-grade demon beast, and its strength can all be compared to the peak of the god general. Because under the continuous siege of everyone, less than half of the hundred demon beasts fell, and most of the fallen did not die, still grinning on the ground and watching everyone roar continuously. The wave of qi swung by Ye Qinghan attacked the ape's fur, and even only made the ape lose a few hairs, and the defense of this ape demon beast can be described as extremely strong.

Of course, no matter how strong the defense is, the demon beast is still a low-level demon beast, and it has no wisdom, only knows how to rush vigorously, waving the cold and shining claws in his hand, and slashing at the warrior in front of him, and the waves of qi that are rushing from afar in all directions make it extremely difficult for them to take a step forward.

Under the unusually tenacious impact of their fearlessness of death, a few demon beasts finally approached the warriors of the Cloud Emperor Tribe. Of course, the warriors of the Cloud Emperor tribe are not fools, if they fight with the demon beast in close combat, they will not only be injured and killed by the demon beast, but also bear the firepower of the other three tribes. Although their eyes had turned red, they still strongly suppressed the urge in their hearts and began to swim in both directions.

As soon as he walked away, the field began to become a little chaotic, the field was only so big, it had already been illuminated by some accidental injuries just now, and at this moment, the accidental injuries continued, so the warriors of the Cloud Emperor tribe began to rub with the Wind Emperor tribe team close to them and the team where Ye Qinghan was. If there is friction, it will bleed, and it will die. As soon as the person died, the scene became even more chaotic, and the first-class blood, the smell of blood in the air became a little stronger, and the blood in everyone's eyes was also a little thicker...

In the end, the big melee broke out unconsciously, although everyone tried hard to suppress the killing desire in their hearts and make themselves sober, but this thing is not something that can be controlled if you want to, the most serious thing is... In the back, the warriors of the same tribe also began to fight each other!

"Kill, kill!"

Ye Qinghan's eyes also inevitably turned blood-red, but he was extremely confident, and he was probably the most sober in the field at the moment. Although his realm is one of the lowest few people in the martial arts field, he is better than experience.

He had entered this state countless times in the Yin Evil Stream, and the evil aura in the God Butcher Knife was incomparably fierce, almost instantaneously pouring into his mind, extremely domineering. Now the evil qi here is still slowly affected, very mild, although it has some impact on him, but it is not enough to make him crazy.

Therefore, he quietly merged the war beasts, and then aimed at a Cloud Emperor tribe god general double martial artist to attack vigorously, causing this warrior's blood-red eyes to constantly swing the big knife in his hand at him, as if he would not stop cutting him to pieces.

"Good time!"

The corners of Ye Qinghan's mouth were slightly upturned, and his feet were constantly sliding, because the speed was too fast, there were afterimages of the Dao, and the end of the world was close to the invisible mystery of the wind and the Lost Trace Step, not only fast, but also extremely dexterous, and the small range of dodging could be said to have reached an extremely terrifying point.

He began to move quietly, guiding the warrior towards the corner of the field. At this moment, most of the martial artists have begun to go crazy, but there are still some martial artists with strong souls who can barely maintain a trace of sobriety. They also began to move towards the corners. No matter how strong you are in the center of the battlefield, you may be chopped up by the random attacks from the side. Even if you go to the corner and fall into a complete madness in the end, you can at least fight to the end, and you may not be able to survive.

If every battle is on such a battlefield, let alone ten consecutive victories, even if it is a hundred consecutive victories, the young master is sure of it!"

Ye Qinghan and the warriors of the Cloud Emperor tribe were fighting each other very "fiercely", this warrior was obviously cultivating the laws of the earth, and his defense was very strong. Ye Qinghan's soft sword slashed at him, and it felt like it was slashed on a piece of divine iron, and at most it could only pierce the armor of this martial artist. Of course, Ye Qinghan didn't want to kill him, if he wanted to kill him, Ye Qinghan could kill him in an instant, but he was still extremely difficult and laborious to fight against this martial artist.

There are forty squad leaders of various tribes sitting outside, and Ye Qinghan estimates that since he can become a squad leader, then at least they are all elites. And the red hillside still sits these five guardians of unknown strength. Ye Qinghan didn't know if the battle at the moment was under the surveillance of these big shots, and of course he couldn't show it too conspicuously at first. As for the later stage, there is no way, it is not conspicuous, it is only lying on the ground...

While fighting fiercely, Ye Qinghan began to observe the strong man in the field again. The strength of the martial artists in the field is a little uneven, and there are seven or eight martial artists like Ye Qinghan, who are heavy generals, but now except for Ye Qinghan, the rest are lying on the black and red soil.

There are many peak martial artists in the field, and there are more than a dozen people with extremely strong attack power, just like an empty fall, these people can make a martial artist fall to the ground with serious injuries every time they attack, and even directly hit the opponent into minced meat, and the attack power is very terrifying. But for these more than ten people, Ye Qinghan didn't care so much, there were two people he cared about.

One was wearing purple armor and was a member of the Thunder Empire tribe. This man was carrying a cyan wooden stick, and he was unusually short, probably less than one meter and four. But he was unusually eye-catching in the field. Because he has never moved his body, he stands in the middle of the field. A light blue shield was released on his body, allowing nearby warriors to attack him, others slashed him, and he returned a stick to others. The strange thing is that the warrior next to him attacked on his light blue shield, but it was like hitting on water, not only did the speed decrease greatly. For warriors with low attack power, their weapons are also bounced out. However, his cyan wooden stick can knock the warriors who attack him out with a single blow, and his attack and defense are terrifying.

There is also a person wearing gray armor, who belongs to the Rain Emperor tribe, and his defense is also terrifying. Even if the dozen or so powerful martial artists in the field hit him, they were at most knocked out, but he shook his head and continued to stand up, being knocked out dozens of times, but there was no scar on his body. It's like a little strong who can't be killed.

Half an hour passed, and Ye Qinghan was still fighting happily with the warrior of the Cloud Emperor tribe, but the hundreds of people in the field were only a few hundred or so martial artists, of course, the rest were all masters. As for the hundred demon beasts, they have already been chopped to pieces. The blood on the ground flowed more and more, the smell of blood in the air became stronger and stronger, and inevitably, the cold breathing of the night became more and more rapid.

"Hold on, hold on!"

Ye Qinghan hunched his back and roared slightly, but in his mind, he kept telling himself to hold on for a while. The longer you persist, the greater the certainty. After all, the martial artists here are different from the martial artists outside, and at this moment, these martial artists have fallen into a state of madness, and he is not sure whether the evil aura of the God Slayer Sword will have a great impact on them.

"Insist... Hang on... I can't hold on anymore!"

Ye Qinghan roared again, the soft sword in his hand flew away, swept heavily on the chest of the warrior opposite, forced him back a few steps, and then took the soft sword back directly, and a long black knife appeared in his hand.

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