Eternal Martial Emperor

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"Will I still be infighting now?" The stubborn traitor Kirin snorted coldly, and in a flash, it seemed like a thunder, breaking through the layers of the poor army and flying towards the sky.

The eleven elders of the Poor Clan are invincible in strength. It is simply impossible to deal with so many enemies at the same time with the Kirin Patriarch and Shaman alone.

As of today, both the innovative and the stubborn have put aside their previous contradictions and prejudices.

The high-level Kirin of the two factions, after looking at each other, rushed to the sky in unison, supporting the Kirin patriarch and the shaman, and directly fighting with the eleven elders of the poor.

The unicorn horn on top of the head of the Qilin clan condenses the power of thunder. With a whistle, countless thunder beams split like a horse.

These thunder beams are so powerful that eleven elder elders are inevitable.

The stronger ones, such as the poor elders and the second elders, do not need to avoid at all, the whole body is bright with black light, and all the thunder energy is absorbed.

Those with medium strength, such as the poor four elders to six elders, all show their magical powers and use defensive means to resist the thunder energy.

But the remaining elders, even with their own talents and supernatural powers, could not absorb the thunder beyond their limits, and were instantly struck by the thunder and trembling.

The thunder rolls and shoots everywhere, destroying the cliff.

In the blink of an eye, several poor elders had come to the shaman and the head of the Qilin patriarch.

All the elders of the Qiongqi spread out a pair of giant wings, covering the sky and the sun, and a black rainbow of light, shooting out from the inside of their giant wings, like a sword, covering the Kirin patriarch and shaman, all around Among them.

Suddenly, the Qilin patriarch and shaman fell into trouble.

The black light rainbows are all carrying unbearably high temperatures, and the air is evaporated away wherever they pass.

"Don't underestimate our unicorns!"

At the same time, several elders of the Kirin tribe have arrived one after another.

They are extremely fast, condensing the fairy spirit in their bodies.

Suddenly, a series of thunders were released from the horns above them.

In an instant, these thunders criss-crossed, forming a dense thunder net, almost blocking the light rainbow released by the poor elders.

The energy of thunder and fire is colliding violently, and above Jiuxiao, there is a constant voice of terror, and the smoke is scattered.

"Thunder burst!"

The shaman hurriedly raised the cane in his hand, and a thunder energy ball condensed on the upper end of the cane.

Immediately afterwards, the shaman held his cane and turned a little forward.

The thunder energy ball blasted directly to the location where the thunder net was located.

Accompanied by an earth-shattering noise, this thunder energy ball burst suddenly.

Bang Bang Bang!

Immediately afterwards, there was the endless explosion of ears.

All the black light rainbows and thunder nets were destroyed by the thunder, and those thunders shot out of the mountains, all the mountains were shattered into pieces.

The slave soldiers of the poor army, many of them died tragically under these thunder energies, and turned into a charred corpse.

This is a big dogfight. The Kirin side and the Poor Clan side have launched an earth-shattering battle in the sky.

The Qilin patriarchs directly competed with the elders of Qiongqi II, and both sides played equally well.

The shaman holding a cane met the poor elder. Although he used the power of his ancestors, he could only suppress the poor elders, but he could not defeat them in a short time.

All the high-level elders of the two families are constantly colliding at high altitude.

Roaring sounds, fighting sounds, thundering sounds resounded throughout the world, shaking the Eight Wastelands.

At the same time, Lin Yun has already started to kill in the poor army. He seems to be transformed into a **** of killing. After seeing Lin Yun, the people on both sides were dumbfounded.

"This human is too cruel ..."

"Who is the monster? Is this guy really human?"

"Among the Hosts, if you enter a land of no one, this human being is terrifying!"

The people on both sides were amazed. Even though Lin Yun was surrounded by thousands of poor enslaved soldiers, he was able to kill a **** road soon.

The ghost holy sword in his hand is like a beheading knife in the executioner's hand, the blade is out of the sheath, and blood must be seen.

The powerful Lin Yun naturally attracted the attention of members of the poor family.

A poor man with a strength of up to the second level of Wu Sheng, flicked his figure, and immediately flew towards Lin Yun.

Lin Yun's face did not change color, his left hand lifted slightly, and the Blood Fiend Spiral Darts appeared suddenly, and spun quickly.

Later, Lin Yun threw the spiral dart in his hand towards the rear.

In a blink of an eye, the spiral dart turned into a storm and swept away directly toward the poor army.

At first glance, members of the Qilin clan retreated, and they dared not get closer to half a minute.

Almost at the same moment, the strength of the second-level martial arts strength has fallen from the sky. His body is like a hill, and he is directly rolling towards Lin Yun.

boom--!

With a loud bang, the earth burst, and Lin Yun's position was directly smashed into a huge pit by this poor and huge body.

The poor man seemed to be excited because he had killed Lin Yun, and couldn't help but laugh from the sky.

The rest of the members of Kirin looked at each other and talked.

"Did this human being die like this?"

"do not know……"

"Hope he didn't die."

It's too late to say, it's fast.

Lin Qi's indifferent voice had already sounded from above his head for half a second.

"Beast, what are you laughing at?"

This poor smile was stagnant, he looked up, but found that Lin Yun did not know when he had appeared on top of his head.

Lin Yun didn't give him any chance to respond at all, and immediately showed off his sword tactics.

World Extermination Sword Skills-the fourth type!

A crescent-shaped sword qi from top to bottom, directly rolled towards the poor.

The huge pressure of the sword makes it difficult for this poor body to move.

With the screams of roar, this sword gas has been less than ten meters away from him.

At the last minute, Qiong Qi made a anger and passed sideways, but still a step later, Lin Yun's sword gas had cut off his right arm.

Fang Qi screamed in silence, his right arm flew out, and blood spewed out of his broken arm like a spring.

Lin Yun stepped into the void, and a glint appeared on the Nether Holy Sword. That was the power of the spell of the Demon God's sword, and he slashed toward this end with a heavy force.

"Roar!"

Just as Lin Yun was ready to end this poor life, suddenly two or three poor figures appeared in all directions.

These two three strange breaths, all reaching the third level of martial arts, come from all around and want to save their companions.

Their speed was so fast, Lin Yun didn't want to fall into their siege, they stepped out on two feet of white mist, and his body directly rushed up the sky.