Zhang Baijian stopped his wings and looked at the pale man standing beside Yan Wei. He looked younger than Yan Wei, but his gray-white eyes showed that this person had already gone through vicissitudes.

And Yan Wei stood obediently by this person's side, and then looked at Zhang Baijian with unwilling and resentful eyes from time to time, as if he wanted to swallow Zhang Baijian's flesh and drink Zhang Baijian's blood.

The pale man looked at Zhang Baijian, and then glanced at Yan Wei: "Originally, I wanted to use you to make a whetstone for this unsuccessful thing, but now it seems that you have grown up too fast! If you swear a heavy oath now, you can be the sword slave of my Yan family for generations, you can be spared death!"

The tone was extremely flat, but with a strong arrogance, as if letting Zhang Baijian be the sword slave of the Yan family was a great gift to Zhang Baijian.

Yan Wei's eyes flashed with a hint of joy, and then quickly turned into an incomparably vicious color.

Zhang Baijian gently wiped the blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, and looked at the pale man coldly: "Let your mother's bullshit go!"

The look on the pale man's face suddenly became extremely cold, even if there was no air in the void, countless frosts were condensed out of thin air. Looking at Zhang Baijian coldly, the pale man said, "Since this is the case, then you will die!"

After saying that, he pointed at Zhang Baijian.

A gray ripple rippled through, and Zhang Baijian only felt as if he had fallen into an infinitely cold ice cellar, unable to move even a finger.

The boiling blood quickly cooled in his body, and Zhang Baijian smelled death. It was as if I saw the imminent collapse of the whole world.

Rumble!

This gray ripple. Smashed in front of a long sword.

A blood-stained powerhouse stood in front of Zhang Baijian. Then he turned around and looked at Zhang Baijian frowning slightly, but showed a smile: "Zhang Baijian!

Zhang Baijian looked at the strong man in front of him who blocked a blow for him, and guessed that this person should be from the Barbarian Witch Water Department. At this moment, the only one in the entire Barbarian Witch Tribe who didn't want him to die was the people from the Barbarian Witch Water Department. There were nineteen barbarians before, and now it is not surprising that one more person has jumped out.

As if he saw Zhang Baijian's question, the blood-burning powerhouse said in a decisive tone: "I am the Barbarian Thirteen of the Barbarian Witch Water Department!"

The pale man looked at the brute thirteen. There was a hint of mockery on his face: "Barbarian Thirteen! You are now unable to protect yourself, and you still have leisure to meddle in your affairs! You are really impatient to live!"

Man Thirteen flicked his sleeves and smiled coldly, even if he was covered in blood, he still had the same demeanor: "Zhang Baijian's life and death are not idle matters!

Yan Hua Leng smiled: "This kid is very talented, and he is making rapid progress. It's a disaster. Keeping him will only bring endless disasters to my barbarian tribe, so it's better to get rid of it as soon as possible!"

Man Thirteen laughed and said, "Yan Huahan! What you said is also a little shameless." If anything, if you have some talent, it will be a curse. Isn't there only stupid donkey and Trojan horses left in this world?"

Yan Huahan said: "Man Thirteen! I know what you have in mind, and you may not care about the life and death of this kid, just for the divine water essence in his body." I will not argue with you today. But today you are certain to die. The ambitions of the Barbarian Witch Water Department and the Gold Department are not destined to succeed. ”

Man Thirteen continued to sneer, and his smile was extremely bright: "You are so confident that you have already controlled the overall situation, how do you know that the situation in front of you is not intentional for us?"

The look on Yan Huahan's face stiffened again.

In the blink of an eye, Man Thirteen and Yan Huahan were like two black dragons, with a fierce wind, and they fought dozens of times, each relying on their melee skills, and the fight was crackling, and the void shook.

A Yan Huahan, that is the old powerhouse of the Barbarian Wu tribe, the cousin of Yan Huahong, the patriarch of the contemporary Barbarian Wu tribe. A barbarian thirteen, although his reputation has not been obvious over the years, he is immersed in penance, and his first shot is enough to shock the world.

Yan Huahan has the name of melting the cold in the world, intercepting and killing immeasurable, his temperament is extremely cold, and there is no room for sand in his eyes. And although the Thirteen is usually low-key and dull, he is conceited and arrogant inside, and his temperament is as fierce as fire. These two people collided together, and they killed sex, which is completely either you die or I live.

If it is placed in the wild world, the battle between these two will definitely win the attention of the world. But in this chaotic land of the open sea, the top of the entire barbarian witch tribe was almost plunged into blood and fire, and no one paid attention to their battle at all.

In an instant, the battle was like lightning, and the endless wind around the two of them collided like steel gears constantly colliding and rubbing, and the sound was sharp, rapid and harsh.

But this is not a fair arena after all, but a battlefield for power, mixed with personal vendettas.

Just when Yan Huahan and the Barbarian Thirteen were inseparable, a huge palm print pierced the void and attacked towards the Man's Thirteen frantically.

"Be careful!"

Zhang Baijian saw it and reminded him that no matter what happens in the future, Zhang Baijian must stand on the same line with the Barbarian Witch Water Department at this moment. With the acumen of the Thirteenth Man, he will naturally not be unaware. But Yan Huahan was too difficult, and his rush completely tied the hands and feet of the Thirteen Thirteen, making him unable to resist the sneak attack from behind.

Zhang Baijian gritted his teeth, took out the Yan Ring, and put all the strength of his body into the Yan Ring, and was about to turn the Yan Ring into a flame whip and throw it towards the sneak attack palm print.

Yan Wei sneered, and a dodge blocked in front of Zhang Baijian.

"Get out of here!" Zhang Baijian said coldly as he looked at Yan Wei.

The look of horror in Yan Wei's eyes flashed away, and then he said, "I may lose you a move and a half now, but it is not difficult to hold you back." I advise you to save some effort!"

Zhang Baijian still looked at Yan Wei coldly: "I'll let you get out of here!"

The flame whip in his hand had been thrown out unceremoniously.

"Whew!"

A black flame dragon coiled on top of the flame whip, and then opened its huge dragon mouth wide and bit at Yan Wei.

Yan Wei's face tightened, but his hands were not slow. One by one, cyan sparks bloomed. Then bring up the infinite green qi and turn into a sea of cyan flowers. In the sea of flowers, cyan sparks swayed in the void, rippling with a trace of ripples.

"The green fire comes out of chaos and evolves into three thousand immortal heavens!"

Suddenly, all the sparks exploded into petals, each petal representing a fantasy, and each illusion was like a new world. Under Zhang Baidao's high pressure, Yan Wei actually made another breakthrough. He exhibited one of the mastery of the Qinghuo Barbarian Emperor back then, the Three Thousand Immortal Heavens.

The so-called three thousand immortal heavens are three thousand spark worlds. Every world is real. Of course, the real existence of the three thousand worlds is in the hands of the Blue Fire Barbarian Emperor, Yan Wei has obtained the inheritance of the Green Fire Barbarian Emperor, although he has performed this trick, he can only summon a world projection like a fantasy. Every world is like an instantaneous firework, but it is dazzling and dazzling.

These three thousand immortal heavens have brought great trouble to Zhang Baijian.

When he first entered the fantasy world, Zhang Baijian was still able to distinguish between illusion and reality, and quickly shattered the illusion. Back to reality. But when the illusion has been experienced too much, it is no longer clear what reality is. When it was illusory, Zhang Baijian's spirit inevitably began to become trance-like.

This is where the true power of the Three Thousand Immortal Heavens lies.

As we all know, it is not the body that governs the length of life, but the soul. How powerful a soul does it take to have 3,000 worlds to be able to fully experience 3,000 worlds?

Of course, Yan Wei's Three Thousand Immortal Heavens are not the Three Thousand Immortal Heavens of the Ancient Heaven and Earth. But Zhang Baijian is not qualified enough to break into the real Three Thousand Immortal Heavens, if this trick is personally performed by the Qinghuo Barbarian Emperor, Zhang Baijian is afraid that he will not be able to break out of the world.

Maybe the real Three Thousand Immortal Heavens, Zhang Baijian has no choice. But in such a false, fantasy-like world, Zhang Baijian may not be helpless to take it.

Thunder!

The black thunder began to surround Zhang Baijian's side, exploding wildly.

All the illusions have become the nourishment for its explosion, making its continuous terror turn into the thunder of annihilation.

When this thunder was out of control, although Zhang Baidao's eyes were pitch black, they were as bright as the brightest stars in the world.

The domineering thunder smashed all the three thousand illusory worlds, and then in front of Zhang Baidao, Yan Wei's crumpled and pig's liver-colored face appeared.

Although Zhang Baijian seems to have passed hundreds of years in three thousand immortal days, it seems that he has also experienced several lifetimes of life. But in the void, it is only a short moment.

The Yan Ring in his hand continued to move forward, knocking Yan Wei out with one blow.

Although she was constantly spitting blood, Yan Wei's face showed a smile again.

Because the palm that sneaked up was already at this time, it was fiercely imprinted on the back of the Thirteen. Once the Barbarian Thirteen falls, Zhang Baijian will inevitably be attacked by Yan Huahan's full force.

Syllable!

A huge bang came, and the whole person of the Thirteen was torn apart by the slap.

Zhang Baidao's pupils shrank, and there was no more reaction. The brute thirteen, who had been scattered into a cloud of blood mist, actually reorganized himself again, although he looked bad, but his life was absolutely unhindered.

At this moment, the Golden Sword Venerable Qiao Yijia, who was originally fighting against Yan Huahong in the distance, instantly appeared by the side of Man Thirteen. The long sword in his hand was mixed with a sharp edge that was enough to tear everything, and stabbed towards the Yan Huahan.

Burst!

The sword qi pierced Yan Huahan's throat, slashing his head straight out.

The pale human head, after a circle in the air, landed again on his broken neck.

With his hand, he pulled back the head that was looking at his back, and the blue and white colors on Yan Huahan's face changed back and forth, which can be described as wonderful.

A sword cut off Yan Huahan's head, but Qiao Yifang didn't have the slightest joy. If it is said that the gods can be killed with 'headshots' if they are above the fivefold level and at the half-witch god level, then it is even more difficult to kill a strong person at the witch god level to an incredible extent.

The way to kill the witch god is to kill his soul with lightning speed, so that he will not be constantly reborn with the blessing of his own world realm. Either it will directly break the world of its structure, so that he will lose the energy source of rebirth.

It's just that no matter which one of these means, it can be said that it is as difficult as the sky.

This is also the reason why Qiao Yijia and Man Thirteen have been besieged for so long, but they still haven't died.

Qiao Yibei blocked Zhang Baijian and Man Thirteen behind him, glanced at Zhang Baijian, and a trace of inexplicable meaning flashed in his eyes.

"I'll stop them later, you go first!" (To be continued.) )