Chapter 727

Two torrents collide in the wind and rain!

In a flash, it seemed as if it was like a volcanic eruption, bursting out with a thrilling sound, Mars burst and scattered. However, the strength of the human race for 10000 years and the heritage of the four Zhengs' famous families for thousands of years are finally revealed at this moment. On this day, the legend that the single soldier demon race is far better than the human race, which has been circulating for many years, has been completely distorted.

In the roar, almost all of the soldiers who flew out, spewed blood and fell to the ground, and then couldn't resist the blood cut by the knife, and all of them were soldiers of the azure snake demon tribe.

In a moment, the strong stool of the human friars was revealed. No matter from which point of view, it was a crushing terror advantage to the azure snake demon tribe.

The only difference may be that the snake demon Yulong, who is in the front, is the same lineage descendant of Tianqing snake demon and Yulin. She is far more powerful than the ordinary green snake guard tribe soldiers. Even the Terran friar who is facing her has suffered some small losses and stepped back two steps after a dull hum.

However, it is only a few steps back.

There was a cold despair in Yulong's heart, but on her beautiful face full of raindrops, she was more and more strong. In the eyes of a pair of snake shaped eyes, it seemed that the fire was burning.

"Ah..." She screamed up to the sky and rose up. The huge sickle seemed to split the sky and earth, singing for the dance of the people behind her! All the wounded people rushed from all directions, and all the people were crying out!

The sky and the earth suddenly darkened and seemed to hold their breath. However, at this moment, among the people in front of us, a tall figure suddenly jumped out of the crowd. With a wave of his hand, he suddenly saw a huge black sword coming in the wind and rain. The wind and rain rolled back, and all the trees nearby were toppled. It was the wild breath that took away the power of the heaven and the earth Next.

Magic sword opens the sky!

It's Du Tiejian, the eldest disciple of Lingxiao sect!

The bald man, with a solemn face, was in the air, like King Kong, carrying all the wind and rain, like waves. Under the astonishing power, the sword cracked before it arrived. Yulong's face was pale, and she wanted to retreat, because behind her were the injured people, and there were vulnerable women and children in the distance.

The scream came into her ears like a sharp blade and pierced her heart and chest.

She screamed despairingly. Finally, she rushed forward and rushed to the huge black sword. With a bang, her sickle broke in an instant and scattered in the wind and rain. A large piece of extremely sharp fragments was directly inserted on her white shoulder, splashed with blood and passed through her back.

"Ah Yu long twisted his body, howled in pain, and staggered back. However, the unstoppable black sword power still did not stop. He chased again. Yu Long looked up in despair, but seemed unable to resist. At this moment, suddenly, a few shouts were heard from the side. Several tribal soldiers with broken limbs and legs almost had no fighting power, yelled and rushed in front of Yu Long. They rushed to the terrible black sword with their flesh and blood.

"Boom..." The blood burst out from the chest and body of these soldiers. Their bodies could not stand the powerful force and burst out one after another. The blood flowed all over the sky, like crazy and desperate red flowers, falling slowly.

Du Tiejian's steps stopped for a moment, and his brows slightly wrinkled. Looking at those tribal soldiers who fell to the ground in front of him, the corners of his eyes slightly twitched. A trace of unbearable color passed through his eyes, and the magic sword in his hand also slowed down.

Yu Long opened his mouth wide and looked at the soldiers who were fighting to block the sword. They fell down one by one and fell heavily on the wet ground. Blood gushed out from every wound on them, dyed the land red and the ruins red.

The last green snake guard is still standing in front of her with open arms like a wall, but the wall is full of holes, but he has not died immediately. He is opening his mouth difficultly, and his voice seems to be hoarse and smelly. However, the continuous flow of blood makes people unable to hear his words clearly, only vaguely hear those low words Eye:

"go Little Go Miss... "

Yu Long gave a shrill cry and turned over to embrace him. However, his hand was stretched out and he jumped into the air. The tall soldier had fallen down and fell to the ground. His bones and flesh were visible.

This storm, as if more and more cruel, as if to return to ten thousand years ago, or more ancient years, that a painful and desperate war.

The living tribal soldiers suddenly woke up and rushed over to pull Yulong up. Several of them retreated madly. Some of them stood in front of Du Tiejian and looked at the powerful man with fear. But Du Tiejian didn't know why, holding the huge Kaitian magic sword, but he didn't chase it immediately.

However, this storm is doomed to be violent. The sword of the human race is like a sea of waves. In a short time, several figures suddenly catch up with Du Tiejian and rush to those tribal soldiers. Looking carefully, they are the outstanding young generation disciples of Lingxiao sect, such as GANZE, sunyou and Zhong Qingzhu.So blood spattered again, splashed in the wind and rain, desperate howl never stopped, after a strong wind, under the rainstorm, there are corpses everywhere.

He went to the depths of the ruins.

In the distance, it seems that you can still hear a cry from the top of the misty platform in the deepest part of the rain Market:

"go..."

Then the wind and rain of heaven and earth suddenly roared, and the Terran offensive was slightly stopped. With shocked eyes, many people saw a huge body suddenly appeared in the wind and rain in the depth of the rain ruins. It was a giant green snake as big as a mountain.

It looks up to the sky, as if with despair and desolation, and hisses crazily at those figures in the sky and above the clouds. In the rain ruins, her shrill cry still resounds, as if it never stops spinning and reverberating:

"go Go Go Let's go... "

However, on the top of the sky, the figures still stand still. Only Shen Shi can see them by accident. In the silent and indifferent eyes of real Huaiyuan, in the strange eyes like stars, he just takes a light look at the angry and desperate huge green snake. After a moment, he moves away and looks somewhere.

Shen Shi looked down and saw behind the crowd a tall and burly man with a huge black sword in his hand. But somehow, he looked at the surging sea of blood in all directions. His face was dignified and his pace became slow.

Shen Shi's heart leaped. At this moment, he didn't even dare to look back at the face of real Huaiyuan. He just looked at him from the corner of his eye. He found that real Huaiyuan had no expression and could not see any happiness, anger, sadness and happiness. He just looked at his favorite disciple on the ground and looked at his hesitation.

After a while, he frowned and sighed.

The giant snake roared at the sky, and its huge body was sitting in the rain ruins. It looked like a mountain. It was very tall and ferocious in the storm. It protected the people of the green snake tribe who fled in a panic and retreated. However, soon, all the people of the green snake tribe found that they had no way to go.

In all directions inside and outside the yuxu, the figures of the human friars are standing or flying. Moreover, under such a huge gap between the strength and the weakness, the number of the human friars is even more than that of all the members of the azure snake demon tribe, even with the number of old, weak, women and children. In addition, let alone on the cloud, there are dozens of towering friars Only the shadow of the sun.

The air of despair came to the ruins. The people of the green snake tribe who had no way back were squeezed from all directions. All the soldiers who had no time to escape or resist died on the way. Finally, only a part of them escaped to the ruins. They also had no way back, and could only curl up shivering under the huge green snake.

This is not a close battle. In fact, from the very beginning, the demon tribe was defeated by the Terrans. In front of the most powerful and elite Terrans, even the best and strongest monks with magic weapons, the green snake tribe was defeated in an instant without any accident, even though it had hot blooded soldiers.

All the demons who are struggling or struggling are hidden by the huge green snake, including Yulong, who was dragged here desperately. But her eyes are blank. It seems that after witnessing the battle, all her hopes have been shattered. Only when he saw the huge green snake suddenly appeared, Yulong seemed to tremble and suddenly rushed over, hugged the green snake tightly and cried with tears:

"elder sister, the green snake is finished, you go, you go..."

The huge green snake looked down, but there was no answer in her pathetic eyes. Where can she escape from the storm and the omnipresent powerful enemy?

Ten thousand years ago, on the day of the fall of the demon king's court, in front of the demon emperor's palace in Hongcheng that day, did the ancestors of the demon clan who faced the flood of millions of Terrans feel the same despair?

Green snake didn't know. She raised her head and growled sadly. Her huge body swept through the ruins and knocked down countless ruins in an instant, which made many human friars escape one after another. Her momentum was very impressive for a moment. However, it seems that they are not hurt by the warlord, but they just want to get away from the warlord.

Just at this time, as if some impatience, suddenly came a rumble from the sky, a voice from the sky down, cold hum, said: "evil clown, death is still delusional?"

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