The words say:

The Tao is to shoot a man before a horse, and to capture a thief first to capture the king. Kunpeng's ambition is to enter the firmament: to expand the territory, which one dares to compete?

Looking around the knife cow has been solved, Ku Ding is full of spirit. A new chapter has been written in the years of cultivating immortals;

——Small words to send "Linjiang Immortal".

At that time, the demon cultivators of the Tiger Clan in Xiling Ten Thousand Beast Mountain were like fighting an unexpected encounter! However, here, the Tiger Demon of the Colorful Clan could not achieve "the brave wins when they meet on a narrow road": after all, Li Shijian's demon cultivators and immortal soldiers were in a large array, but the demon cultivators of the Tiger Clan were defenseless.

At that time, it was Wang Zhiwei, the patriarch of the Colorful Clan, and the twenty Immortal Tiger Demon Demons he led - this team of Tiger Demons, running at the forefront.

Wang Zhiwei was taken aback when he first entered the ambush, and hurriedly ordered him to fight! However, after experiencing Li Shijian's handling of Xue Er's matter, none of them dared to hide their secrets in the battle, and Li Shijian gave an order, and the big array wrapped these twenty-one tiger demon cultivators into the formation and strangled them with all their might.

At that time, when the formation was first launched, Wang Yiwei shouted: "What kind of bird monster is laying a formation here? Give me a full blow and break it!"

However, before Wang Yiwei's words fell, five teams of demon cultivators suddenly appeared in the big array, and these five teams of demon cultivators and immortal soldiers operated according to the formation of Dayan to attack Wang Zhiwei and his twenty immortal tiger demons!

Wang Zhiwei only understood at this time that the formation of daring was arranged by the Trap Mountain, and these five teams of people in the big array, weren't they just like Wang Er Yell said, using the formation to attack himself and others?

Wang Zhiwei also heard Wang Er's roar "Words first", and he was extremely cautious in his heart, however, no matter how cautious you are, it will not work if you can't break the opponent's two-fold formation attack!

Within the big array, five squads, one of which desperately surrounded Wang Zhiwei, after all, everyone could see that this tiger demon cultivation realm was the fourth order of the Immortal Dao, and it must be a leader! The other four teams surrounded the twenty tiger demons and attacked with all their might.

These twenty tiger demons, the highest is only the third order of the Immortal Dao, most of them are the first level of the Immortal Dao, facing the attack of the opponent's four squads, it is equivalent to being passively beaten, although the twenty tiger demons are all tiger roars, but it is only equivalent to a single soldier fighting alone, although the cultivation realm is higher than the other party, but how can it block the attack of the Great Yan Formation Formation of the Trapping Mountain Demon Cultivator Immortal Soldier's squad?

The attack of the Tiger Demon, after hitting the Trapping Mountain Demon Immortal Cultivator Squad, a little bit of power was dispersed by many points, and it could not form a lethality, but the attack of the Trapping Mountain Demon Cultivator Immortal Soldiers was synthesized and enhanced by the Great Yan Formation, and the lethality was not only doubled, but dozens of times!

The attacks of the Trap Mountain Demon Cultivator Immortal Soldier Team are everywhere, and the Tiger Demon Cultivators are injured when they touch it!

In a short time, all the twenty tiger demons were executed: Li Shijian had the intention to keep them, and he wanted to subdue them for his own use and expand the power of the Great Snow Country!

The twenty colorful tiger demons were all captured, and the king's might was still rushing left and right, lingering.

Li Shijian's heart moved, and he wanted to accept this demon cultivator as a blood oath slave!

Li Shijian gave an order, and another team of demon cultivators participated in the attack. The formation attack of the two squads doubled the strength at that time!

Wang Zhiwei suddenly felt a lot of pressure, however, the two squads of the Trapping Mountain Demon Cultivator attacked together, and gradually, the power of the formation attack restrained Wang Zhiwei!

At this time, Wang Zhiwei's defeat was only a matter of time. What Wang Zhiwei needs is time, and in his heart, he knows that once the other four teams arrive, he will have great hope of being rescued!

God took care of Wang Zhiwei's thoughts, and the other four teams really arrived one by one!

Among the colorful tiger demons, the other four teams arrived at the first step, but it was Wang Yiyi and twenty immortal tiger demons under his command. When Wang Yiyi arrived, he was stunned by the scene in front of him:

I saw a big array in front of me, blocking my way, in the big array, there was a pair of handsome men and beautiful women, the man was holding the woman's waist, and the woman was half leaning on the man's shoulder, watching the battle calmly!

Behind this man and woman, there were two small groups of one hundred demon cultivator immortal soldiers, who were watching the twenty immortal masters of their colorful clan!

Next to it, there were three squads, one hundred and fifty demon cultivators, grinning and watching the battle!

In the middle of the big array, there were two demon cultivator immortal soldier squads, surrounding one person to fight! The encircled immortal cultivators, although they were the fourth order of the Immortal Dao, were weak in defense, and they were beaten with a hit, but they couldn't do it back!

Wang Yi's heart was broken, and he shouted: "Give it to me, save the patriarch!"

Wang roared and roared, leading the twenty immortal Dao tiger demons to raise their hands to attack the big array first, not wanting to be in the big array, the three teams of demon cultivators arrived at the right time, relying on the big array, to fight against their own twenty-one immortal Dao masters!

Wang Yi roared even more anxiously, shouting "Kombat" while shouting: Hurry up and notify the other three elders and the three teams of people!

Not long after, the other three teams of Colorful Tiger Demons all arrived one after another, seeing that the strength of the Colorful Tiger Demon had increased greatly, the man in the big array suddenly made a move!

I saw that the man jumped up in the air, holding a thunderbolt sword, and slashed the tiger head of the patriarch Wang Zhiwei!

It turned out that Li Shijian used the method of subduing Li Luanqing to concoct the power of the tiger clan patriarch Wang.

Although Li Shijian didn't know that Wang Zhiwei was the patriarch of the Colorful Clan, he clearly saw that this guy's cultivation realm and actual combat power were higher than the tiger demons who were the leaders of the other four teams!

Li Shijian swung the Heavenly Thunderbolt Sword in his hand, and Wang Zhiwei screamed half-loudly! Why was it half-screaming? Because the remaining half-scream, because after his head was cut off, he couldn't make a sound!

Wang Zhiwei is indeed far superior to Li Luanqing, at that time, the tiger claw stretched forward, took the head that he fell to the ground, and trembled to install it on his neck!

Li Shijian was silent, and after he installed it, it was another sword, and Wang Zhiwei couldn't help but scream again with an "ah"!

Outside the big array, the four colorful clan elders and the eighty immortal tiger demons all saw blood dripping from their eyes, and they were about to go crazy! They were desperately attacking the big array, however, within the big array, there were two hundred demon cultivators divided into four teams, relying on the big array to fight with their own four teams of men and horses, for a while, where could they break the big array?

Wang Zhiwei's screams did not stop completely, and he put his head on his neck again, but the man on the other side was simply too lacking in virtue - he had just installed it, and he had another sword, and it was cut off again!

Every time the severed head was attached, it greatly consumed a large amount of Wang Yiwei's Immortal Dao True Yuan, and after cutting it three times in a row, Wang Zhiwei couldn't hold back any longer, so he asked from his chest as if in ventriloquism: "Thief, why are you so vicious?"

"For the guy who wants to destroy my Empty Mountain, how can I not be ruthless and poisonous? Hahahaha!"

"You little thief!, you, ah-" Wang Zhiwei didn't finish scolding, and screamed in pain, after all, the pain of being cut off the head, even if an immortal can be reborn, it is not comfortable!

Wang Zhiwei couldn't help but scream, bringing the psychological impact of the other demon cultivators of the Colorful Clan outside the Great Array, that is not to be said - if you don't care about things, if you care, you will be chaotic, how can you let the four elders of the Colorful Clan not care about the patriarch?

Outside the big array, the tiger demons of the colorful clan are all red-eyed and desperately attacking, however, the manpower is not up to it, and the big array on the opposite side has four demon cultivation teams on top, and they can't be broken!

Some of the colorful tiger demons couldn't stand it anymore and burst into tears, but the demon-like handsome man was still cutting the patriarch's head like a demon! Poor old patriarch! Some of the colorful tiger clan demon cultivators couldn't help but cry and scream, crying and attacking at the same time!

Poor attack ineffective!

Li Shijian sneered! He had already understood from the cries of those colorful tiger demons, and he dared to be trapped in the formation, unable to move, and it was the head of the colorful clan who only allowed himself to cut off his head! This is good! People have nothing to do with it, they don't leave, birds don't fly without heads, and if they subdue this patriarch, isn't that a great source of wealth and "adding Ding imports"?

Li Shijian laughed and shouted to the patriarch: "Don't look at your cultivation to a high realm, Li has his own way to make your soul scatter, if you don't want to die, say it as soon as possible! If you want to die, haha, Li has a way to toss you to death!"

After all, there is a time when the will is fragile, and the immortal cultivator can cultivate to this point, no one is easy, saying that he is not afraid of death, that is a lie, because it is not easy for the immortal cultivator, in fact, he is the most afraid of death.

After being cut off four or five times in a row, Wang Zhiwei no longer had any prestige, and after listening to Li Shijian's words, he hurriedly shouted: "Don't cut off my head first, let me say something, okay?"

Li Shijian had experience in dealing with Li Luanqing, and knew in his heart that the patriarch of the Tiger Clan was already scared at this time, and couldn't help but be overjoyed: Since he is the patriarch of the Tiger Clan, then, if I surrender him, wouldn't the Great Snow Country be equivalent to occupying Xiling Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain all at once, and his power has risen sharply since then?

Thinking of this, Li Shijian laughed, "You surrender and let your men stop attacking, then I will spare your life!"

Although Wang Zhiwei is not the patriarch of Xiling Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain, as the patriarch of the Colorful Clan, after all, he is also the identity of the patriarch, not to mention that for so many years, he has always been on top, at this time, where is he willing to lose his old face?

So Wang Fangwei screamed and scolded at the same time, it sounded, it was also a tiger roaring again and again, and the sound shook the four wilds!

When Li Shijian was in the lower world, he flattened the princes and dominated the world, and he had already understood the fundamentals of this kind of performance, and he knew that the patriarch of the Tiger Clan was just holding it in one breath, that is, the woodpecker was just a malaria - the hair was soft and the mouth was hard.

Li Shijian laughed and said: "It doesn't matter if you don't surrender, I admire your strength." However, I also want to see where and how strong your strength goes!"

Before he finished speaking, Li Shijian's sword waved lightly, and Wang Zhiwei's head fell again!

This time, Wang Zhiwei shut up, and just tried to grab his head and install it on his neck.

Outside the big array, the two sides were fighting urgently, and the four elders of the Tiger Clan, with their respective squads, were heartbreaking, but they kept attacking, however, more and more desperate, it was a portrayal of their mood!

Li Shijian has cut off Wang Zhiwei's head for the eighth time, and Wang Zhiwei has installed his head without saying a word for the third time.

Outside the big array, there was a fight, but inside the big array, it was silent, one put on his head and gave the other to chop.

Wang Zhiwei's action of installing his head is already getting slower and slower. Li Shijian shouted: "The tiger clan demon cultivators outside the big array, listen well, if you don't stop attacking, the next step, I will cut off your patriarch's head, and I won't give him a chance to install it!"

But outside the big array, the four elders of the Colorful Clan with their respective twenty subordinates, heard Li Shijian's words, and all of them attacked and stopped, and wailed.

Within the big array, the power of the king was restrained to death by the power of the two small formations with the power of the formation attack, except for a pair of hands that could put his head on his neck, he couldn't do any other action! Li Shijian shouted again: "Tie your hands!"

Hearing the loud shouting, the tiger demons were inexplicable! However, immediately after, they all understood, only to see that within the big array, the formation attack of the two teams of demon cultivators and immortal soldiers was one step tighter, and Wang Zhiwei couldn't even move his hands - it was really "tied"!

At the same time as Wang Zhiwei, the patriarch of the colorful clan, restrained his hands, the heavenly thunderbolt sword in Li Shijian's hand was pressed on his shoulder, and the blade of the sword revealed the cold light and lightning of the forest, comparing to Wang Zhiwei's neck - all the demons of the colorful clan exclaimed in unison, Li Shijian laughed and said: "Patriarch, are you surrendering or not?"