If Xia Zhou didn't have such a legendary weapon with his own luck as holding the blade of the abyss, he would be under great pressure to face him face-to-face, Zhang Shichang.

However, the fate of the sea is not infinite.

Once consumed to a certain extent, Zhang Shichang will not be able to continue to be protected, but will be backfired by him!

But then again, the fate of the desolate sea is also good or bad. Even if Xia Zhou holds the blade of the abyss, it is not so easy to consume it.

After all, zhangshichang himself is not a good fault!

"Brothers, go there and play, and leave this to me."

Zhangshichang gave an order, and a group of tough men immediately left behind. Without saying a word, they rushed to those Beihai elite who blocked the Beihai King City, which was the last line of defense of the Beihai King City.

For a moment, such as the evil tiger into the sheep, the scene suddenly burst of chicken flying dog jumping.

Looking at this scene, Ao Sifang on the top couldn't help scolding his mother. At least he carefully selected these Beihai elite gatekeepers, although they were not as recognized as the four seas ace as the broken army guard, at least they were also the elite of the elite.

But at the moment, facing this group of disorganized, like a group of stragglers, there is simply no strength to fight back.

Even if there is ten times the number of people in the opposite direction, there is still no suspense. The quilt is pressed on one side. If it goes on like this, it will collapse sooner or later.

"Another ace!"

Even if Ao Sifang didn't want to admit it, the cruel reality was in front of him. The combat power of these wild men had completely surpassed the ordinary elite, enough to break the wrist with any recognized trump card on the scene.

If it's just like this, it's just a group of elite. He Ao Sifang can't afford to lose. At least he can hold each other down for a while.

But the problem is that in this way, Yu Baisui and his West Sea Dragon and finch guards, who are already swinging left and right, have strengthened their attitude of riding the wall, and even their walking position has changed from the attack position against Lin Yi's Pro guard camp to the attack position against the North Sea breaking guard!

As for the Xia Zhou, who had just become so powerful, he was blocked by Zhang Shichang at the moment.

Ao Sifang was secretly shocked.

According to previous intelligence, although the suddenly emerged leader of the barren sea is mysterious, his strength is not very outstanding. He may be able to dominate the marginal sea area, but if he really wants to look at the whole sea area, he can't be ranked at all.

Even, he may not be able to reach the threshold of the top-level combat power of the third front.

However, such a person, at the moment, has fought back and forth with Xia Zhou holding the blade of the abyss. At least from the scene, he is not defeated at all.

"Lin Yi, you have a lot of help."

Ao Sifang sneered.

Originally, both Ao Qing and Xia Zhou were important fighting forces against Lin Yi, and any one of them would be enough to fight against Lin Yi.

But now Ao Qing is dragged down by Wei yu'er and Xia Zhou is dragged down by Zhang Shichang. In the end, he and Lin Yi are one-on-one.

In the face of such an array, Rao Shiao Sifang, a proud man, couldn't help feeling a little guilty.

This time, Lin Yi finally raised his head for the first time and replied, "are you afraid?"

"Afraid?"

Ao Sifang immediately heard the most ridiculous joke in the world and laughed back and forth: "it's up to you? Even if it's wolf destruction, you're not qualified to make the king afraid. What are you?"

There is a saying that the last time he and AO Taiwei jointly played against wolf Mie, although he finally lost and suffered a lot of injuries, he really didn't win more than half a point.

Although the front-line top-level combat power benchmark like him does not have the strength of one-to-one with the sea ceiling, at least he has the confidence of two to one.

Although Lin Yi's rising momentum is menglie, it can be said that he has half the strength of the wolf, and no one will believe it at all.

Not only does he Ao Sifang not believe it, but intelligence agencies all over the sea will not believe it.

There is a huge natural chasm between the front-line top-level combat power and the sea ceiling, which is by no means within the ordinary cognition, and can be crossed by casually raising oneortwo realms.

In terms of realm, even if the wolf is destroyed, it is just the great perfect master at the peak of the late yellow stage. There are definitely more than a hundred masters of the same realm in the four seas, even if they are not as many as a cow's hair.

However, except for the other four famous sea ceilings, none of them can see his back.

If it's just ordinary aptitude and simply wants to pile up the ceiling of the sea all the way by piling up the realm, let alone the late peak great perfect venerable of the Yellow stage, even the late peak great perfect venerable of the Xuan stage, which is higher than the whole realm, may not be comparable with these monsters.

It's just that Lin Yi's rising momentum is too Meng, and he is also a master who takes an unusual path, which makes him Ao Sifang so jumpy.

Lin Yi naturally won't pay attention to this meaningless war of words.

"There are twenty steps left."

Lin Yi directly issued the final death notice.

Although there were many changes before, it did not affect his momentum. At this moment, his aura has exceeded the previous peak, and even loomed over the whole Beihai King City.

But this is not enough.

It's not that he can't do his best at this time, but that he can't exceed his previous strength and deliver the strongest sword ever!

However, according to his current state, twenty steps later should be enough.

"Twenty."

"Nineteen."

"Eighteen."

As Lin Yi continued to move forward, he gave a thoughtful countdown.

Ao Sifang's eyelids jumped wildly. At the moment, although there are still hundreds of meters away from each other, at their level, this distance is too close to be too late.

Intellectually, he scoffed at Lin Yi's countdown, which was obviously a kind of bluff psychological warfare!

However, with each count, Lin Yi's aura can soar, giving people the feeling that there is never an upper limit. This invisible sense of terror and oppression Rao is his battle hardened Ao Sifang, who can't help but be shocked.

"Thirteen."

"Twelve."

"Eleven."

Lin Yi's countdown continued. Ao Sifang was sweating. His momentum had been suppressed since just now, and now he was completely trampled by Lin Yi.

If it continues like this, Lin Yi will continue to soar. On the contrary, he will not advance but retreat.

At that time, the gap between each other will be completely widened in one breath!

Can't wait!

Ao Sifang was also an owl. He had thought that Ao Qing and Zhou Xia could quickly defeat their opponents and come together to suppress Lin Yi, but now after recognizing the situation, he did not hesitate to act decisively.

The regular power of the dragon clan erupted, and the iconic dragon horns on his forehead suddenly became extremely ferocious. At the same time, his whole body was covered with dragon scales, and his hands and feet were accompanied by bursts of dragon singing.