Chapter 1664

Name:Medicinal Immortal Author:Feng Jiong
"Boom!"

"Ah

When the roar came out, a strong air current also spread, more than a dozen people were hit by the air flow, flying out more than ten meters away and falling to the ground.

"Poof!"

Some of them spat out a mouthful of blood, and some were frightened. The power of the opening of the boundary was so powerful that when they saw the black figure coming with the light wind, they quickly stood up from the ground.

More than a dozen people got up one after another. They didn't even have time to brush the dust on their bodies. They saw that the black figure had fallen not far in front of them. Behind him, a team of people ran out quickly and came towards this side to surround them. A sharp sword with cold light was pointing at them, which made them feel awe stricken.

Looking at this scene, one of the middle-aged men suppressed the uneasiness in his heart and drank in a sullen voice: "night king! We are here to avenge the former Lord! If you are wise enough to step down on your own and give up the position of Lord, otherwise, we will make you dead without a corpse! "

Mo Ye listened to the indifference of a glance at that person, way: "the ability is not big, the tone is not small." As he spoke, his hand moved, and a dragon sword appeared in his hand. The tip of the sword pointed to the ground.

"Since you are here, leave your life!"

As soon as the cold voice comes out, the pressure of murderous spirit is released. Mo Ye grabs his sword forward and attacks the man who just said it. The sharp tip of his sword is whistling with a powerful aura of spiritual power. It makes the middle-aged man almost instinctively light up his weapons and go forward to resist it.

"Sonorous!"

When the two swords hit each other, the middle-aged man was startled and his eyes opened involuntarily. After the impact, a visible crack appeared in the sharp sword in his hand. The crack changed from small to large, as if it would be broken in the next moment.

"Click!"

When the middle-aged man was shocked, he saw a sharp sword in front of him, and then he called out: "what are you waiting for?" At the same time, he raised the sword in his hand and waved it, but it was the same wave that blocked it. The sword in his hand finally broke into two pieces.

Maybe it was because of his roar that other people came to their senses and quickly surrounded them with weapons. The attacks from all sides were sandwiched between the front and the back. His moves were fierce and killed him. Yuan Ke, who was standing not far away, was worried.

More than a dozen people beat a Lord. Can the Lord really resist it? After all, those people are also masters of a force at all costs. Naturally, their combat effectiveness is needless to say. Now that more than a dozen people join hands to fight against the Lord, can the Lord really cope with it?

"Whew!"

"Kill him!"

"Kill!"

"Drink

A dozen figures attacked the black figure with their swords. When their swords attacked from all sides, they saw him suddenly turn around. A strong pressure on his body was accompanied by the sound of air flow. The powerful force drove them away several meters away.

Some quickly stabilized their bodies and stood on the ground, some were too late to fall on the ground, some out of instinct attack, but they were suppressed by the other side's powerful strength and airflow.

"You must not fall into the hands of the Lord! Kill him A middle-aged man yelled again, saw the voice fall, just raised his head to see the cold senhan sword on his neck.