Martial Breaks Nine Desolate

"too strong!"

"It's really too strong!"

On the ordinary raft, both master and apprentice of Cangyu Sect were dumbfounded, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

A war broke out between the dragon race and the night charm race, and each clan had an army of more than one million, among which there were a large number of holy rank powerhouses.

And Xiao Ye took them, and within about ten breaths, he easily passed through, and killed a large number of strong men from the two races, which is simply too cruel!

You know, they saw with their own eyes that Xiao Ye built such a raft out of ordinary wood, it was simply a miracle.

Boom!

Just as the raft was carrying the master and disciple of the Cangyu Sect away from the battlefield, there was a sudden sound of huge footsteps, making the starry sky tremble continuously.

It was a strong man born with the head of a dragon and his whole body was covered with bright silver scales. The coercion he erupted was undulating like a vastness, causing the speed of the raft to drop sharply, and finally came to a stop.

Behind him, four other strong men teleported to appear, directly blocking the path of the raft.

"It's over, they are the strongmen of the dragon demon race. Judging from their appearance, I am afraid they are all saints!" The souls of the headmasters of the Cangyu Sect were all trembling.

In front of the five powerhouses of the dragon demon race, he felt like an ant, as if the other party could kill him with a look.

"Why stop me?" Xiao Ye asked calmly with his hands behind his back, his expression still calm.

"Your Excellency has killed many saint-level powerhouses of our clan, so it is a bit too much to plan to leave?"

The sage of the dragon demon race headed by stared at the raft with doubts in his eyes.

This raft looked too ordinary, it was completely made of ordinary wood, and it was not like the sacred artifact he speculated at all.

"Because they blocked my way, and now, you also want to block my way?" Xiao Ye faced each other indifferently, his words became cold, and his eyes were even more indifferent.

"Hahaha!"

"You kid, are you threatening us? You really don't know the heights of the heavens and the earth!" The leader of the dragon demon race was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, and then raised his head and laughed wildly.

The sound waves are shocking.

He has reached the state of Dacheng Shengzun, and he returned from the starry sky corridor controlled by the dragon demon race.

But whoever can enter that place is not extremely powerful? Not to mention that he returned in the end, not only was he extremely strong, but he also stepped on countless bones under his feet.

How can you stand such a threat from others?

Boom!

The next moment, the holy venerable let out a low voice, black light erupted from the thick dragon claws, and eight ancient fonts emerged, as if they had evolved the most exquisite mysteries in this world, unfathomable and indelible Eternal mighty power rushed towards Xiao Ye and his party.

The other four sages of the dragon demon race were all watching the battle indifferently.

These eight ancient fonts actually represent a kind of middle-level holy way, and their power is very terrifying. The opponent has already mastered it so well that it can even kill the supreme saint.

However, the result of this blow was unexpected.

The eight ancient characters, just rushed to the raft, stopped and trembled slightly, just like a courtier drew his sword to the emperor, although he had the intention of killing, but was moved by the emperor's aura. Intimidate.

"This...how is this possible!"

The sage of the dragon demon race stared wide-eyed, hairy all over.

No matter how he pushed it, it seemed like a stone had disappeared, and the eight ancient fonts seemed to have been forcibly stripped away and no longer belonged to him.

"Intermediate Holy Path?"

Xiao Ye's eyes flashed, as if he was reminiscing, thinking of the scene when he relied on his invincible body and smashed the middle-level holy way with one punch.

Now it is completely different, because he has completed the restoration of the Son.

Crash!

Xiao Ye raised his right hand, and suddenly the eight ancient characters turned out to be incomparably cute, spinning around his right hand, as if a wild beast had been tamed.

"go!"

Xiao Ye waved his right hand again, and immediately the eight ancient characters rushed back in the opposite direction, which was more terrifying than the force of the incoming one.

"what!"

The sage of the dragon demon race did not expect this scene at all. Eight ancient fonts burst out eight completely different energies, like huge sky wheels criss-crossing, causing his body to shatter in an instant. Spray, rain of blood.

boom!

Before he could reshape his body, a fist came across the sky, obliterating his holy rank origin and completely shattering it.

Behind them, the four dragon-monster saints watching the battle were all stunned, their mouths were wide open, and their heads were in a daze.

They have never felt the young man in front of them exuding any aura, but they can actually deter the middle-level saints for their own use.

Immediately afterwards, he killed the terrifying Dacheng sage with one punch, which was too dreamy.

"This person is definitely an unrivaled expert of the human race. Don't underestimate him. Let's go together and kill him!" A roar resounded.

boom! boom! boom!

The four saints of the dragon demon race came back to their senses, all of them turned hideous, and the aura of the holy way erupted from them was earth-shattering.

They are also not ordinary saints, each has comprehended the middle-level holy way, and has the strength to fight across realms.

At the same time, the army of the dragon demon race who was fighting in the battlefield was summoned, and about a hundred thousand retreated, like a huge dark cloud covering the sky and covering the sun, heading towards this side.

"Senior, let me help you."

The old man of Cangyu Sect let out a low growl, and the aura of Dacheng Shengren burst out, and the young people around him also took out their weapons and prepared to fight.

"Just wait, it should be soon." Xiao Ye stopped them, and stepped out of the raft with one step.

"Ugh!"

"Dragon demon race, why are you doing this? I've already shown some methods, but you still want to entangle me." Xiao Ye sighed softly.

Some troubles can't be avoided.

Although the four saints of the dragon demon race were angry, they still maintained their rationality. They did not attack immediately, looking for an opportunity. Instead, the 100,000-strong army had already charged, and the number of holy rank powerhouses alone had reached There are as many as twenty to thirty thousand, and they are all shot together, and the fluctuations of various holy and spiritual methods are rising.

Boom!

Xiao Ye's method is very simple, just walking in the starry sky, like walking in the fields, unexpectedly makes this universe undulate like a rough sea.

In an instant, the army of the dragon demon race trembled wildly, as if they had been banned, and all kinds of holy methods were not displayed, as if they had been cut off from the Taoism and became mortals, not even the holy rank powerhouses. Exceptionally, this piece of universe was squeezed immediately, like a piece of paper being squeezed tightly by invisible hands.

suddenly

Pooh!

Pooh!

...

Dragon blood of various colors was splattering, and the entire army flew horizontally, and then their bodies exploded, and all kinds of stumps and broken arms were flying.

When all fluctuations disappeared, the 100,000 army was wiped out.

"All die!" Xiao Ye's eyes became indifferent, and he looked at the four saints who had killed him.

(The third one is here!)