Ultimate Gene Valkyrie

Ya Xiongtu's face was stunned, obviously he didn't expect that he would lose so quickly.

In fact, if he hadn't underestimated the enemy, he would never lose so fast.

But after only a moment of stunned, a touch of excitement surged across this guy's face.

"How long has it been, how long have you not run into an opponent as interesting as you, come again!"

Then the blood-boiled Ya Xiongtu didn't even consider whether Zhang Lie would hit him directly, and immediately began to laugh frantically.

"Hahaha, human Zhang Lie, interesting, you are really interesting!"

"War, let's fight again!"

Amid the laughter, his bronze skin turned dark, his height changed from three meters to five meters in an instant, the original length of the blood tooth knife, at this moment, Ya Xiongtu's hand no longer looked like a long knife. Scary, just suitable for the height at this time.

The surrounding Yello cried out: "My old swan, Ya Xiongtu has even taken out the black gold battle body at the bottom of the box!"

"Seriously, seriously! There is absolutely no suspense now, that kid will definitely be beaten into meat sauce."

"What else is going on, Ya Xiongtu has intensified his talents."

The Yero tribe has a talent that can stimulate genes in the body, but this talent can truly master no more than five people in the tribe.

Some Yero people laughed at Hong Xiruo: "I don't want your man to become a meat sauce. Now it is too late to kneel on the ground and beg for mercy."

Hong Xiruo naturally dismissed this, because Zhang Lie was invincible in her eyes.

"Hmph, don't be too proud of you too early, I believe the master can defeat him!"

"You have to hold on for longer and collapse too quickly, but it's meaningless!"

"Blood Shadow Falling Mountain Thousand Heavy Slash!"

Ya Xiongtu smiled sharply, cutting out the **** teeth with both hands, and every knife fell there was a tendency to collapse the mountain and the sea.

The tyrannical Yuanli Knife Gang can split the earth in half, and the blood shadow exploded and extended the three-meter-long Bloodfang Knife. In Ya Xiongtu's hand, the blood light soared for ten meters. The knife and Gang fell and even the clouds in the sky were forcibly cut apart by two half.

The left and right swords were opened, **** swords filled the sky, and the shadows of the swords were repeated and repeated as if they were endless.

Ya Xiongtu's hands disappeared, and the blood-colored sword gang was like a storm, and everything was turned into powder under such a gang.

"Flashy!"

"Monsterious Sword·Dragon Bit!"

"Roar!"

Facing the horrible light of the sword, Zhang Lie's body's energy burst instantly, and the light of the soul jade flashed and the scarlet dragon wolf reappeared.

With a light tap of the purple sword in his hand, a faint blood dragon shot out.

Daoshan vs. Blood Dragon!

Blood Sword vs. Black Sword!

Thousands of swords broke the sky against a sword! !

"Ding Ding Ding...!"

"Roar...!"

In an instant, the sound of gold and iron clashing, the roar of the wild dragon, the sword mountain and the stegosaurus violently collided, and the two sides refused to yield to each other.

The terrifying scarlet storm raged, leaving bottomless scratches on the ground, and the Yero stone thorn fence instantly collapsed.

Many of the Yero tribe who watched the game were also affected, with blood stains exploding on their bodies.

Had to flee with his head in arms, in an indescribable embarrassment.

Ya Xiongtu took it for granted, but Zhang Lie's strength really made them somewhat unable to understand why a human being can be so strong.

The symphony of swords and swords makes no difference, and then it will be up to who can hold on for longer.

It wasn't the Bloodfang Knife or Zhang Lie's Blood Dragon that couldn't hold it first, but Ya Xiongtu himself.

Continuous high-intensity swings, even if Ya Xiongtu's body is strengthened by talent skills, there is always a limit.

At first, I didn't feel anything, because originally in his opinion, the opponent was a human being, and with his current limit state, he should be able to win it soon.

But how can I know that the other party is so strong and lasting, and he is almost reaching the limit, the blood dragon has hardly changed.

You must know that even in the Yero tribe, no one other than the patriarch can push it to this point.

Once the body reaches its limit, his speed of sword release will drop sharply, and he will even lose power directly.

At this moment, Ya Xiongtu regretted it very much. At that time, he said that it would be better to carry it longer. How could he think that Zhang Lie's strength was so terrifying, and it was him who could not hold it first.

"when...!"

"Crack...!"

"puff...!"

In the last fight, the sound of gold and iron croaking, bone fragmentation, and blood spattering sounded almost simultaneously.

Obviously, Fang Xiongtu, who had reached its limit, was finally injured, and his hands burst into blood like arrows.

Zhang Lie sneered: "The first warrior of the Yero tribe, but so!"

The long sword is charged, and the sword hasn't come out, and its intention has already risen into the sky.

Every Yero tribe in the scene felt terrified, because they all knew that once this sword gang fell, there was absolutely no one to stop, including the Yaxiongtu!

Slash the river!

The sword that cut the mountains and rivers fell, and the earth and mountains were broken, the void contended, the sword light was like the sun, reflecting the entire Yero Valley, all the poisonous insects shrank their heads, and they were all afraid of this sword.

"and many more!"

There were only three things, Zhang Lie would naturally not listen, and Jianguang cut down.

Ya Xiongtu crossed his swords with all his strength to resist, but under his broken arms and the violence, everything was meaningless.

The purple sword light broke through the futile defense, the sword light fell like lightning, and instantly cut off his tooth and an arm.

In fact, if Zhang Lie is cruel, this sword-tooth hero will die.

But right now, it doesn't make much sense for this kid to die.

Ya Xiongtu was clutching the bleeding wound, and the pain was tumbling on the ground, it felt like a fish out of the water.

The other members of the Yero tribe were also feeling cold at this moment, knowing that this tooth ambition is a waste.

For the double-sword Yero tribe, losing an arm is equivalent to halving the combat effectiveness, not to mention that the double-walled veins of the Yaxiongtu almost completely burst.

Even if this kind of injury can be cured, it will never return to its peak.

Blood drops across the sword and dripped onto the ground, and the flickering purple poison ghost sword made the Yero tribe unable to help but swallow a spit, and infinite fear rose in his heart.

Too scary, too powerful!

Even the first warrior in the clan is no more than the enemy of the other side. Such a human Yero would dare to despise it.

At this moment, the Yero people are really unbelievable. Why did the legendary weak human beings become so strong? Is there something wrong with the records of the ancestors, or that the human being in front of them is special.

The battle of Ya Xiongtu shocked the hearts of all the Yero tribes, let alone a battle with the humans in front of them, even the sword gangs that just came out of the fight have made them hug their heads. In the end, they can’t even stand still and see how they can fight. .

Is this human strength?

All of the ancestor's notes harmed people. Knowing that humans are so strong, they would not provoke them.

After all, these humans were actually very friendly before, but now they are good, how do they end up?

After this battle, Zhang Lie had time to understand that to reason with this group of barbarians was simply playing the piano to the cows, and no one listened.

Stepping on the Fang Xiongtu who was about to sneak away, Zhang Liejian pointed at his throat: "Ten seconds, I want the real decision maker in your clan, otherwise I will kill him until he appears!"

"Haha, young is vigorous!"

As soon as Zhang Lie's voice fell, a stooped old man behind the Yero tribe walked out with a wooden crutch.

As he walked, he touched his beard, "young man, I do have some strength, but don't take yourself too much!"

"The Yero tribe can multiply in the Asura world for thousands of years, but it's not as weak as you thought!"

"Elder."

"Elder, you are finally here!"

"Elder, you have heard that, this kid just said he would kill my Yero tribe!"

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