Like a ray of light, the Eleventh Uncle pounced on Zhang Tingyue.
Among all the people present, Zhang Tingyue's skill is the strongest and the most threatening, and only by killing him can Zhu Xianyao escape from the obstacles of Qingmu Tiandi, so Uncle Eleven chose to kill him.
Zhang Tingyue knows badly, he knows he can't hide, but he believes that he can at least sustain it for a while-until he can break through the impact of those warriors.
The moment Uncle Eleven rushed over, he took a long breath and shot with all his strength, the green wood palm sealed the world.
Uncle Eleven has rushed to it.
It was still that hand, swept across the red cloud, and pointed out.
Tianhu points!
This finger is exactly the shocking, powerful finger he used before he played, and he used it again at this moment.
Zhang Tingyue yelled, greeted her with both palms, bringing up boundless blue light.
The green and red light collided, bursting out the most brilliant colors.
Then the green light shattered, and Uncle Eleven's fingers broke open the green wood palm like cutting butter, and pointed directly at Zhang Tingyue's chest.
Just before his fingers and body, Zhang Tingyue yelled, and a large area of green wood and thorns appeared in front of him.
The fingers were still handed forward, the thorns shattered, and they were unable to stop the enemy even a bit.
boom!
Tianhu finally pointed to Zhang Tingyue's chest.
The clothes were torn apart, and what appeared was a golden light shield body armor.
The blood-colored fingers pressed on the heart armor, and the gold armor shattered and exploded into pieces.
At the same time that the heart armor was shattered, Zhang Tingyue shouted loudly, and his whole body was blue, and the whole body showed the color of the peculiar sapphire and glazed glass.
Qingyuan Liuguang Body!
The bloodline of the Dryad is not only good at restraining, but also good at guarding. Once the Qingyuan Luguang body has cultivated to great success, its life is strong, endless, and best at protracted warfare.
At that time, Zhang Chenghan led three thousand warriors to fight hard for three days. Fang Tu and the tree demon showed the long-lasting ability of the tree demon.
So he believed that he could stop it.
Tianhu's finger followed one after another, and this time it finally hit Zhang Tingyue's chest firmly.
flutter!
Zhang Tingyue looked up to the sky and spit out a big mouthful of blood.
People flew up, blood flew up, and volleyed.
It was dim in front of me.
Finally, still did not take this trick
The Qingyuan Glazed Light Body has a strong recovery ability, but in the face of this horror, it doesn't even have a chance to recover!
This idea flashed through Zhang Tingyue's mind.
There was a glimmer of light in his eyes, and he saw Uncle Eleven staggering, but he didn't catch up to make up, but his face became pale.
Zhang Tingyue understood.
"I took it..."
He smiled relievedly.
Then he raised his hand and pointed at Zhu Xianyao.
Uncle Eleven's discoloration changed: "Not good!"
He all rushed forward, trying to kill him before Zhang Tingyue's finger came out, but the full blow just now made him consume a lot, and the state of repeated struggles declined, and when it was no longer in its prime, his life was finally slow.
boom!
The red fox pressed his hand on Zhang Tingyue's head, making his brain splash, but Zhang Tingyue's green light still fell on Zhu Xianyao.
So a large area of thorns appeared on Zhu Xianyao's body, and she was firmly trapped on the ground.
Yes, I can die, but Zhu Xianyao never wants to leave!
If she does not leave, the weaknesses of the families will be there, and this battle may not necessarily fail.
With a finger out, Zhang Tingyue smiled and died crooked.
Just as Zhang Tingyue died, Zhu Chen let out a scream.
Seven swords pierced his body at the same time, Zhong Shisi's eyes were cold and merciless, and the blood clone drew his sword at the same time, cutting his body into several pieces.
At the same time, Hong Ming's knife also cut off the head of the last warrior, and there was only one Zhu Yanniang remaining in the field who was still desperately guarding Zhu Xianyao.
She is in the open sun state, relying on the blood of the Demon Emperor, and can also be compared with the general shaking light. But after all, she is not a person who is good at fighting like Uncle Eleven. The difference in strength is not that big, and she also wants to protect Zhu Xianyao. She can't use her strength. The opponent is even Zhong Shi, Zheng Bashan who is not inferior to the general shaking light. , So the battle is difficult.
Zhu Chen's death caused her to attack by herself, her eyes already showing despair.
At this moment, Uncle Eleven killed Zhang Tingyue, and she yelled, "Help me!"
Uncle Eleven rushed with lightning.
At this time, Hong Ming Dao had already stabbed. Just when she thought that Uncle Eleven was going to block the blow for her, she saw that Uncle Eleven ignored her at all, but appeared directly behind Zhong Shisi.
Take it out with one palm.
This palm exceeded everyone's expectations.
Zhu Yanniang was hit by the knife, and Zhong Shisi was also hit by the hand.
He looked back at Uncle Eleven and said in astonishment: "You!"
Uncle Eleven replied coldly: "It's worth it to use her for you!"
Uncle Eleven has nothing to do.
Zhong Shisi is the highest attack power of all people here. He has 24 injuries on his body, and eleven of them are left by Zhong Shisi. They all seem to be slightly injured, but this man has a strange sword energy and is extremely piercing. Penetration, uncle Eleven's body was constantly infiltrated by these sword qi when he couldn't get rid of it in time, which had caused him internal injuries. If he procrastinated, he would be in danger.
You must remove the bell fourteen first!
Even at the expense of Zhu Yanniang.
boom!
Palm Jin vomited, and Zhong Shisi had been shaken to pieces.
After flashing away behind Hong Ming, he slapped Hong Ming with a palm. Hong Ming yelled, his body suddenly bulged, and at the same time that the palm of the wind took the picture, Hong Ming had already swept out, it was the most famous golden cicada from the Hong family who had escaped his shell.
But at the same time he left, Uncle Eleven made another backhand. He had already calculated the point of his landing. A palm shot made Hong Ming vomit blood and fly.
But at the same time he shot, a stubborn palm suddenly struck, hitting the back of Uncle Eleven.
The palm was extremely fierce, hitting the hole where Uncle Eleven was bombed by Hong Ming earlier, and the pain caused Uncle Eleven to raise his head and make a call.
Looking back, this palm turned out to be Jiang Tao's place that should have died.
He got up, with a transparent hole on his chest, without a heart.
But he is still alive miraculously!
And at this terrible moment, gave him a blow.
Another opponent who was underestimated and ignored.
Whether it is Hong Ming or Jiang Tao, as a family strongman, each has his own hole cards.
"Block him!" Uncle Eleven shouted to Zhu Yanniang.
Although Zhu Yanniang was severely injured by Hong Ming, she did not die.
If you are treated in time, you may be able to survive.
But Uncle Eleven had obviously given up on her, and she needed her to use her best residual heat.
Zhu Yanniang glanced at her eleventh uncle with complicated eyes, and finally endured her injury and rushed towards Jiang Tao.
Uncle Eleven has taken advantage of the situation to kill Zheng Bashan.
At this time, the only strongman in the field who could fight was Zheng Bashan. In addition, there were four guards left. The fierce battle was evident.
However, Zheng Bashan didn't care at all, facing the terrifying master who rushed towards him, he continued to slam his fists frantically.
There is no way forward, no return to the end of the world!
The palms of the two crossed again, and Zheng Bashan's arm folded again.
I don't know how many times she broke her arm, but this woman is like a long worm, saying that she regenerates and continues to fight fiercely, but the more she fights, the thinner she gets.
Until now, Zheng Bashan has even given people a somewhat slim feeling.
Uncle Eleven's eyes flickered, smashed a guard's head with a palm, and stared at Zheng Bashan: "It turns out that you eat yourself so fat to regenerate your limbs. It is an interesting method. Not only that, but even the strength is affected. This weight affects, now you, your strength is no longer half of the peak, and the number of regenerations is estimated to be limited, right?"
"There is so much bullshit by old people!" Zheng Bashan shouted wildly.
Uncle Eleven is right, Zheng Bashan's tyranny is indeed due to her fat body. When the energy in this fat is consumed, her strength and regenerative ability are no longer uncommon.
It's just that this woman is naturally brave, not afraid of death, even if she is dead, she will not shrink back.
Even Su Chen was impressed by it.
Unfortunately, empty courage will not solve the problem.
The next moment, the palm of Uncle Eleven was pressed on Zheng Bashan's forehead.
Zheng Bashan's body shook, his seven orifices bleed, and he fell down like a jade pillar pushing Jinshan down.
At the same time, several screams sounded continuously not far away.
It was the last three guards who died under Zhu Xianyao's hands.
After all, the little girl is not purely a hindrance, at this last moment, she contributed her own strength.
The last two screams came from Zhu Yanniang and Jiang Tao.
Jiang Tao's palm shattered Zhu Yanniang's chest, and Zhu Yanniang also bit Jiang Tao's throat.
The two are like a couple who fell in love and killed each other, at this moment they all die together.