Chapter 973 – Unworthy Strike and the Fae Race’s Calculations
Chapter 973 – Unworthy Strike and the Foreign Race’s Calculations
“Woo……”
“Boom boom boom ……”
The sound of the vast foreign race’s horns rang out on the huge plain from the south of Qiu Lin City to the “Hundred Races Abyss” generation, the wind seemed to have stopped, the air was filled with gravity, and the atmosphere was oppressive and maddening.
As the overwhelming army of foreigners is getting closer and closer, many martial artists of the formation light screen have sweaty foreheads, heavy breathing is clearly audible, and the knuckles of the fingers holding the spiritual treasures and blades are whitened.
“Beat the drums!”
The Flying Sword Ancestor suddenly had his hair on end and raised his right hand.
“Knock knock ……”
Within the formation, there was a ten foot tall, naturally divine martial artist with the fifth failure of a celestial being, pounding a three foot drum with great force.
The drum rumbled, invigorating the people, and the 100,000 martial artists gradually stabilized their minds.
“Ha–“
The dark and unseen edge of the alien army finally reached the light curtain of the formation, maneuvering hideous blades, spirit beasts with evil spirits, and boundless true qi, and crashed heavily on the formation.
For a time, the ground shook, the violent air waves rushed into the formation, and hundreds of low-ranked human martial artists bled from their seven orifices and died tragically on the spot.
“True Qi Enhancement!”
The female Paragon Saint of the Xuanzhe Temple chanted angrily.
Tens of thousands of martial artists desperately pushed their true qi, feeding it into the four hundred miles of “formation piles” to stabilize the formation.
“Kill!”
Spirit Sword Old Man raised his right hand and waved it down, and the human martial artists who had been training for a few days had their mind techniques working to the extreme, manipulating their true qi with their weapons, and chopping down neatly and with force.
“Swoosh swoosh swoosh ……”
Berserk as the sea, murderous sword qi, blade light, and true qi materialized like a meat grinder that harvested lives, chopping out of the formation.
“Pffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff ……”
Densely densely packed foreigners were chopped into pieces, their mutilated corpses fell like snow flakes, and blood was thrown around indiscriminately.
“Kill–“
The foreign races were brazen, stepping on the corpses one after another, stretching for more than four hundred miles in a lifeless onslaught.
“Defense again!”
Spirit Sword Ancestor roared, and 100,000 martial artists met them in formation, stabbing through the air.
Looking around, as far as the eye could see, it was all a killing field, the light was dazzling, the true qi was flying, from the ground all the way snaking and hovering to the high altitude, the sound was great, the scene was tragic.
In just a few moments, the corpses of the foreign race and the human race were piled up into small mountains.
Between heaven and earth, there was only primitive killing, ten times more terrifying than the mortal army, as if the Cultivation Ground was generally brutal and bloody, there was no reason to speak, only life and death!
Xin Zhuo was sitting high in the sky, never moving, he was silently looking at the opposite side of the same did not make a move ten foreign saints and more than two hundred foreign paramount saints.
This power is too terrifying.
It was fine if they didn’t take action themselves, once all of these people dispersed to break the formation, it was impossible for them to go around killing people themselves, and in today’s battle, the martial artists under their command would only be killed or injured without counting, and the formation would eventually be broken.
Once the formation is broken, one’s own cultivation plan fails.
There is no way for the seventy million human people in the rear to live.
Therefore, he had to block these people.
“Your Excellency, please!”
Right at this moment, one of those ten foreign race Human Saints stepped out, with an extremely long nose, a pair of pointed ears, and a slender figure, but looking very powerful, he clasped his fists in a salute, and said in a raw tone, “Wu Shi Clan Wu Tallow Fish, Human Saints in the middle realm, I have heard that Your Excellency has a high level of cultivation, strong means, and has the ability to cross the realm of killing, and I would like to spar with Your Excellency outside of the formation!”
Xin Zhuo furrowed his brows, somewhat puzzled, sparring? Cutting? Cutting in a life-and-death battle?
The tens of thousands of martial artists below who were not involved in the fight to raise the array stakes, the Flying Sword Old Ancestor, the Spirit Sword Old Ancestor, and the Xuan Ce Old Ancestor looked fiercely at them, and saw that Spirit Sword Old Ancestor hissed, “Sage, you may not!”
Sage Xin is the only hope and backbone of these 100,000 martial artists, if they fail in the formation, the Hundred Races Abyss small formation will be broken in a day!
However, Xin Zhuo only pondered for a moment, ignored it, and leaped out of the formation, the air outside the formation was full of strange smell and hostility, he waved his sleeve and stood up, guarding against the other nine alien saints, and looked straight at the Sapodilla fish in front of his eyes: “As you wish, please!”
The Sapium Sapium Fish laughed lightly, looking exceptionally gloomy, rolling up gray-black true qi, abruptly piercing through the layers of distance, arriving ten feet in front of Xin Zhuo, a spear in his hand, like a divine dragon probing a hole, bringing up a terrifying black aura in a three-mile radius, each strand of which could open mountains and crumble rocks, heading straight for Xin Zhuo’s chest.
Xin Zhuo stretched out his right hand, the square sky painting halberd whistled out, behind the present three suns, such as the white sun in the sky, the halberd poked in the air, the nine-colored saint’s true qi is majestic.
Sixth halberd [Tong Yang
That big halberd suddenly flooded with bright sunshine, and the heart of the three big white suns, as if it can sweep away all the illusions of the world.
Two figures, one from the south and one from the north, flew close to each other amidst the gazes of the large group of foreigners and human races.
“Dang!”
With a heaven-shattering sound, piercing true qi light exploded and rolled around.
That Sapient Fish’s gloomy face changed, the black aura on his spear was instantly dispersed, the blood-red hilt of his body trembled fiercely, and his tiger’s mouth crumbled with three bloody marks, half of his body aching and numb.
He suddenly understood why Uran had lost!
This kid in front of him was at the beginning of the Human Saint realm, yet he had the power to collapse mountains and stir up the sea!
Immediately, his body flickered, changing eighteen directions in a row, and he opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of thick black smoke, which quickly dispersed and surrounded Xin Zhuo.
“Jiejie ……”
Ear-piercing strange laughter, hundreds of palace-sized boulders appeared out of thin air, against the Xin Zhuo in the fog, clamped and smashed.
Each stone, can repel a saint, this is the Wu Shi tribe’s natural divine ability.
With this strike, at least seven human saints had been smashed to death back then.
Xin Zhuo’s martial arts idea is fully open, scanning all the boulders, [Shi Ji demonic power] from the sea of dan and out of the climbing arm, and then from the arm climbing to the halberd.
The third halberd [Binding Dragon]. The halberd turns seven times the arc of the mysterious, but has swung out hundreds of halberds, each halberd not less than a few million pounds, to the four sides of the saving shot, trapping dragons and beasts of the state, smashed to the boulders.
“Bang Bang Bang Bang ……”
In the mist, the dense boulders like tofu will be shattered when touched, raining stone chips, spilling down below.
“Chirp–“
Right at this moment, in that mist, suddenly probed out a gun head, hideous as a horde, flooded with eye-catching stone sea holy pattern, as if that gun head is from the sky collapse of the sea of stone appeared.
The angle was not only tricky, but it was also combined with the strongest holy pattern of the saint, a sure shot to kill!
Tallowfish’s face peeked out from the black mist, revealing a fierce smile, this was his killing move.
Unexpectedly, Xin Zhuo suddenly droned in a deep voice, “You foreigner, is this the only thing you can do?”
The halberd swung horizontally, suddenly swinging and shattering all the boulders, followed by another halberd pointing out, the nine-colored true qi was volatile, and the three holy patterns of Killing, Indomitable, and Halberd Dao came out in unison.
Seventh halberd [immortal]!
A little halberd light first go, then killing intent like the sea, heavy as a mountain, domineering absolute kill!
The pupil of one of the dark red eyes of that Sapium fish violently shrunk, “You ……”
Three holy lines, he couldn’t understand them.
The first breath of the endlessly overwhelming halberd crumbled the head of the gun, the second breath shattered the Stone Sea Saint Ripple, and the third breath smashed into his chest.
“Bang!”
“Ah…”
Sapient Fish couldn’t block it, his chest shattered, his sternum broke, blood splattered, and he flew backwards on his back.
The black mist dispersed all of a sudden!
In the gazes of the group of Flying Sword Ancestors inside the formation and the large number of foreign races outside the formation, that Sapium Fish was shooting away sharply with blood, rag-like, with stone shadows flying along the way, and a riot of true qi.
“Saints are mighty!”
A mountainous roar emanated from within the formation.
Outside the formation, a group of foreign race paraclete saints and Uran, Suttles and the others were taken aback.
Cebu took a step forward, his rough right hand carrying a force as thick as a mountain, holding up Sapient Fish and asking in a deep voice, “Why?”
That Sapium fish barely stabilized his stance, the pupils of his eyes contracted with the color of palpitations, and he cursed with difficulty, “Three great dao lines, one halberd seven million pounds, the Nine-colored Saints are really air-pressured me head to head, and they are stronger than you are, this kid is not right, he’s not a human race, and weak human races don’t have this kind of power!”
“Fart!”
Cebu burst into fury, fiercely looked at a foreign woman human saint middle realm: “Hutu, you go!”
The woman called Hutu, with a face that was naturally green in color, a tongue that was bifurcated, a mouth of fangs, and carrying a fork, without saying a word, rolled up the monstrous self-same seawater and pressed it towards Xin Zhuo.
The seawater whistled, evolving ten water dragons, rotating endlessly around her, that fork suddenly became bigger, hundreds of feet, straight to Xin Zhuo’s brow.
Her holy pattern seems to be seawater, dense lines form a Taiji Bagua diagram, with the destructive force trailing pressure.
The aura of half the sky was driven.
Ordinary human saint, one blow will be injured!
Xin Zhuo lifted his halberd and stood, silently watching, he could not quite understand the purpose of these foreigners, knowing that he has the strength to fight and kill the human saint in the middle realm, why do you want to fight one by one in a wheel battle?
Why are they fighting one by one?
It is not an exaggeration to say that his Xin Zhuo’s true qi is ten times that of the same realm, and this foreigner human saint is just ten, and his true qi recovery speed is also ten times that of the same realm, so he wants to consume himself to death, and it is best not to be consumed by himself to death!
However, he had already lost his patience.
In an instant, he blinked to seven feet in front of the woman, and the three great white suns and the nine-colored true qi shot straight up into the sky, and slammed his halberd.
The vertical eye opened at the center of his eyebrow, and nine strands of [Nine Specters Hundred Zhang Ice] coldness instantly iced the woman’s nine water dragons and forks with the momentum of the Yin Fiend Ice Sealing the World.
“Heaven and earth divine water, not good, dodge!”
The rear hosts and Ulan exclaimed at the same time.
The woman called Hutu, a green face a few points more green, regardless, gritting her teeth and forcibly breaking through the ice, heading straight for Xin Zhuo.
“Supreme!”
Xin Zhuo drank lowly, the reddish-yellow, radiant and glittering supreme dao pattern, which suppressed all Saint Realm Saint Patterns, just as soon as it appeared, one’s scalp went numb.
“Buzz–“
Hu Tu’s Saint Ripple shattered with a single blow.
The halberd carried an unrivaled dominance as it heavily smashed into her chest.
“Bang!”
Hutu screamed miserably, her mouth and nose bled, and her slender woman’s body, disheveled, flew backwards, soft as a shrimp nun.
Seeing this, the other eight human saints of the foreign race swarmed up and dragged her down.
“This person was born with divine power, bizarre and hard to break dao patterns, heaven and earth divine water, and unknown halberd techniques ……”
Na Uran fiercely looked at the hosts around him, “This person is definitely not a human, he has the power of the Divine Martial Race, and the overbearing holy patterns of the Sorcerer Race ……”
That Cudo’s eyes were gloomy, waved his hand forcefully, more than two hundred foreign tribes quasi saints pounced on the four hundred miles of small formation light screen, while he looked straight at Xin Zhuo: “Where did the monster come from, no wonder the human tribe sent you alone, your kid is indeed strong, but stop here, the human tribe is weak, non-ancient emperors only cultivate the martial arts and not the arts, you and see, ten thousand tribes arts, die!”
That Ulan also came to the spirit: “Martial artists do not know arts, use arts to kill this person! Kill!”
Xin Zhuo: “?”
(End of chapter)