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Chu Lin's eyes swept away.

Good guy, the man who carried the heavy shield was also a real immortal first-rate powerhouse, and there were really a lot of powerhouses at this golden door.

Compared to that **** monkey.

This reticent heavy-shield man, with strength, seemed to be even more superb.

Calm and calm, he carried a heavy shield and rushed straight to Xuegang.

Xue just saw two masters from his brother Xuefang Lianzhan.

One of the masters was smashed into pieces, and even the soul was shocked.

The other person was also seriously injured. Although he was covered in blood and paid a painful price, it did not shame them the Red Sea clan.

So Xue Gang's idea is very simple.

Even if it is dead, it can't embarrass the Red Sea clan.

Seeing the other party, holding a heavy shield, it doesn't seem to be a general defensive weapon.

Blood just knew it was hard to deal with.

But he rushed up head-on and hit his heavy shield with a punch.

Boom.

Xuegang's fist, red radiant.

Where the fist was holding, a whirlpool appeared. The whirlpool seemed to be a tornado in the Red Sea, giving Xuegang unlimited power.

The heavy shield in the hands of the heavy shield man sank directly, and his body retreated several steps. His blood surged, obviously not taking advantage.

It's just that the blood is strong, and the fist is also bloody.

Although this punch forced the heavy-shield man back, it seemed to have suffered a great loss.

However, the blood is fierce.

Fearless.

This group of people regarded them as alien barbarians, as barbarians, as monsters, and he wanted to justify his race just like Bloodfang.

They are not savages.

"what!"

Xue just looked up to the sky and roared.

The blood is boiling.

The power from the Red Sea seemed to flow continuously, the **** right fist, the brilliance disappeared, stepped out, ignoring the Taoist world of the heavy-shield man, both fists and feet kept greeting the heavy-shield man.

Xuegang's method is very simple.

It looks really savage.

However, Chu Linguang's eyes were brilliant, but he saw an unusual place.

That Xuegang's racial talent seemed to have something to do with **** fighting.

The more ferocious, the stronger the power that can be obtained from the Red Sea, it seems that under that power, the shackles of the Dao Yun of the heavy-shield man seem to be unable to limit his speed and strength.

For a time.

Xuegang seems to have become a **** of murder.

The heavy shield in the heavy shield man's hand no longer had a complete place, basically it was sunken, and it was covered with blood and even minced meat.

However, the two arms of the heavy-shielded man seemed to be broken, and he couldn't lift it up at this moment.

When the blood just punched again.

The heavy shield man abandoned the heavy shield.

With his eyes condensed, his feet flew on the ground, and a mysterious magic seal bred from under his feet.

Howl!

In an instant, a surging sword aura boiled in the world of Dao Yun of the heavy-shielded man, as if ten thousand arrows were fired, it shot directly at Xue Gang.

Ah ah ah!

Blood just roared.

Fists waved.

The power from the Red Sea, as well as the power of the blood on his body, made him seem to be bathed in a solid red world, letting the sword energy slash it, he always went forward bravely.

There is no timidity or retreat.

what!

When he rushed into the storm of sword energy, he punched out, breaking the mysterious gate of the heavy-shield man, and the power on his fist penetrated the heavy-shield man’s defense and hit the heavy-shield man with a punch. On the chest.

Just listen to a bang.

The heavy shield man flew out, his chest exploded, and his internal organs were shattered.

A true immortal skill will not cost him his life, and even his physical body can be reshaped.

But at this moment.

The heavy shield man faced such injuries.

Especially when I watched, when the red power from Xuegang's fist rushed into his body, he could only lie on the ground, coughing up blood over there, as if he had lost his fighting power.

"Little brother!"

However, the blood is strong, and it is also full of holes.

He stood in the sight of everyone like an iron man.

The ten fingers of both arms have all been broken.

The hot blood kept falling.

There doesn't seem to be a complete skin all over the body.

That looks like.

It seemed that he was the God of War returning from purgatory, causing Chu Linguang and the others to take a breath, and even awe.

Whether it is Chu Linguang or Gu Qingshan and others, they can see that the cultivation methods of the Red Sea clan, especially the prohibition of metaphysics, cannot be compared to the southern mainland.

But their physical blood, and the power closely related to the Red Sea.

And myself, the attitude of being brave and not afraid of death, can make every southern monk feel a tingling scalp. They are simply lunatics, as if they cannot be defeated.

"But so!"

The blood just spurted out a mouthful of blood, his face was full of disdain, and the blood was boiling. Although the wound could heal, it was seriously injured at this time, but his cultivation level could beat the heavy shield man like that.

More importantly, he did not fall.

Based on this alone, Xue just knew that he did not shame the Red Sea clan.

He immediately returned to the crowd under Xuefang's distressed gaze.

Other Red Sea powerhouses took out all kinds of treasures one after another, and helped rescue Xuegang.

In this process.

Their anger and fighting spirit are gathering and boiling.

Although there are only eight people.

But their eyes contempt the audience, there is no fear in their eyes, some are endless fighting will, their eyes even look at Yang Likun, regardless of the level of cultivation, even if they know that they are invincible.

At the moment they all regard Yang Likun as their enemy.

If you want to fight, you should fight with the strongest person.

This is also their national characteristic.

At this moment, Yang Likun's expression changed back and forth under the gaze of the eight strong people of the Red Sea tribe.

Just two battles.

He broke three people, and these three people were in his eyes, with one enemy and one hundred.

Unexpectedly, he couldn't take advantage of the two Red Sea tribesmen, and he could fully feel it, whether it was Xuegang or Bloodfang, the strength was not as good as his.

But both of them were victorious.

His people have paid a heavy price.

Could it be that the so-called barbarians, everyone is descended from the gods, otherwise how could they be so against the sky?

"Hall Master Yang, they all seem to want to challenge you."

Elder Hu reminded.

Yang Likun is not stupid, and he can see it naturally. To be honest, three consecutive partners have been hit hard, and none of them have taken advantage of the Red Sea people. He is also indignant and wants revenge.

But at this moment, he suddenly woke up.

Realizing that if it is impulsive, I am afraid that people like them will have to be carried back to the golden door and become a joke in the eyes of the disciples of Baiyun Sect.

He said grimly: "I'm waiting to help you fight against these barbarians. Now we have three people doing their best. Let the White Cloud Sect take care of the rest!"