"Why is it so difficult!" Looking at Xu Han, who was fighting in the air with a god monument, the warriors of the West Prison were very anxious. So many warriors appeared, and even if Xu Han was taken down by that time, I am afraid that they would have to face more warriors.
The name of the ancient boundary monument, the surrounding warriors must be madly looting, who cares that you are a person from the Western Prison, and with the passage of time, there have been strong people in the king state.
The purple feathers in the air swept wildly, and the surrounding king-level powerhouses couldn't do anything about it. The tyrannical coffin could not cause any harm to Ziyu at all.
In addition to the original martial artist who was hit by Xu Han, four people have tightly surrounded Xu Han, but Xu Han, who was only in the late stage of the Xiaoyao realm, fell into a bitter battle for a while.
Although the few powerhouses in the air couldn't help with Ziyu, they were tightly trapped in the air, and they couldn't help Xu Han at all.
Looking at the martial artists who were constantly appearing around him, Xu Han was very anxious. For him, all the martial artists were their enemies.
Except for the greed for the god monument in Xu Han's hand, looking at this young man who only occupied the four powerful kings in the Xiaoyao realm, they were all shocked.
Even if he crossed a realm, he still monopolized the four Western Prisoners. This is something that hasn't happened since ancient times.
"Hand over the Ancient Boundary Monument obediently, and it is possible to save your life, otherwise???" The warrior covered in the golden light, the coffin in his hand slammed down, and he looked at Xu Han and shouted coldly.
The people in the West Prison are not afraid. Now that the news of the ancient boundary monument appears, the warriors from the east and north borders are probably on their way. This is the key.
"Huh! The powerhouse of the king's realm is nothing more than that!" Xu Han, who was covered in evil spirits, said with a trace of disdain in his eyes, and said coldly.
For the martial artists around, Xu Han is anxious, but hopes that some martial artists will come up to grab the ancient boundary monument, and then he will have more opportunities.
Looking at Xu Han's contemptuous face, the four people in the West Prison looked stiff, but they didn't know what to say.
Under the attack of the four, it only made Xu Han of Xiaoyao Realm's strength embarrassed, and the Ancient Boundary Stele was not touched at all.
"Damn! This guy's physical strength is actually stronger than us!" Xu Han, who was dancing around the god monument in his hand, said bitterly in the surrounding people.
At the end of the Western Prison Martial Artist's cultivation, his physical strength completely defeated the martial artist of the same level, but the few people in the king realm could not beat Xu Han. If they were alone, they would probably not be Xu Han's opponent.
boom!
The sacred monument in his hand was swept over, and the coffin he smashed in the air was swept to one side. Xu Han jumped out of the shattered void, his eyes full of caution.
"Xu Han! You killed my people in the city of Sunlight, and you must be killed today."
Under Xu Han's expectant gaze, there was a loud shout from the distant crowd, and then two warriors with similar appearances flew out, both with the strength of the king.
Xu Han didn't care about the words in the martial artist's mouth at all, but looked around with excitement in his eyes. As expected, when the martial artist left, the eyes of all the martial artists around were filled with emotion.
"Go away! Xu Han is the one I will catch in the West Prison, you leave at the same speed." Looking at the two people running in the air, the West Prison Warrior's face became stiff, and he shouted angrily.
"The vengeance of killing my father is not shared, and I have to report it." The two big guys who rushed over, their eyes narrowed, looked at the monument in Xu Han's hand, and said without changing their faces.
It was the people who were hesitating to step forward, looking at the two people running in the air, their faces twitched.
The two in the air are twin brothers, who have been in the realm of kings for many years. Both parents have not known how many years they have died, and where they killed their fathers and enemies.
The people in the western prison obviously also knew that the drunkard's intention was not to drink. An old man stepped out, and the dark coffin in his hand blasted down, covering the two of them.
Dare to appear first, surely the strength is not weak, the two looked at each other, their hands danced together, and the whole body was wrapped in the spiritual power of Kuangju and rushed straight.
The huge coffin was smashed into the void, and everyone felt that the sky suddenly sank, and the golden energy swept across, but the two big men who rushed out flexibly avoided, pointing directly at Xu Han in the middle.
boom!
The roar sounded again and again, and the two rushing people wrapped in vigor, they passed the son of a few people and were less than a hundred meters away from Xu Han.
"Xu Han! The hatred of taking his wife is tolerable or unbearable!"
The scene in the field changed rapidly. The two brawny men were not close enough to be close, and an old man covered in sloppy screams in his mouth and flew out, also coming fiercely.
Looking at the old man, who was obviously in his early years, Xu Han's face was startled, but his face was embarrassing. Just like you, I don't dare to think about it anymore.
The people around didn't have the same thoughts as Xu Han, and they suddenly rushed out one by one, all rushing toward Xu Han with fierce faces.
"When are there so many enemies?" Xu Han looked at the strong man who rushed out for various reasons, with a depressed expression on his face.
Sweeping away, there are actually a dozen strong kings, and all of them are exuding a terrifying aura. Although they are afraid of the Western Prison to find such a crappy excuse, there is no weak person in their own strength.
"Hey! What do you guys do now?" Xu Han said with excitement as he looked at the warriors whose expressions changed rapidly under the golden light.
The people in the Western Prison obviously knew Xu Han's plan, and with his strength to fish in troubled waters, and with the help of purple feathers in the air, they really had a great chance of fleeing.
"Don't worry about the fierce beast, grab the Ancient Boundary Monument first."
Looking at the few people rushing in the air in the distance, the martial artist in front of Xu Han burst into a shout, with a hint of eagerness mixed in his voice.
The ancient boundary monument, the owner is bound to win, Xu Jing is rescued, if a few people miss the opportunity, it will definitely not end well.
The four people in the air danced out of the coffin in their hands, pushed Ziyu back, and shot straight down, all of them rushed towards Xu Han, wanting to take it first.
Under the horrible vigor, the two brawny men who rushed first in the air had to stop in the air, but their eyes did not leave the monument in Xu Han's hands.
"The alliance of eight powerful kings!"
Several people came in the air with a coffin, Xu Han frowned, looking at the martial artists who came around and did not immediately shoot, there was a glimmer of light in his eyes.
As Xu Han had expected, when the warriors of the West Prison approached Xu Han, the surrounding warriors shouted loudly. Numerous martial arts rushed out, seemingly blasting towards Xu Han, but they covered all the members of the West Prison.
There is still reason to snatch the ancient boundary monument in Xu Han's hands, but if it is in this western prison, I am afraid that few warriors dare to take it face-to-face.
boom!
Surrounded by powerhouses with king-level strength, the martial arts blasted out are naturally extraordinary. Seeing the coffin fading in front of him, Xu Han yelled, and the stele swept away, all being blasted into the void.
"You are looking for death!" Looking at the embarrassed people around, the Western Prison Warrior shouted.
If it weren't for the land of the Southern Sect, where the surrounding warriors needed to keep their hands, they would definitely be beheaded on the spot.
"I'm eager to take revenge, but I still look at Haihan!" A martial artist who was close by, with a shame on his face, said with his fists in both hands, but Yu Guang was staring at the monument in Xu Han's hand.
Roar!
Before the Western Prison Martial Artist could speak, the shadow of everyone's head was covered, but the speaking Martial Artist's face changed drastically, and the body that had just flew away was hit by a giant tail glowing with purple light.
With Zi Yu's strong blow, the warrior's face was pale, and he couldn't help regretting his carelessness in his heart, and actually ignored the fierce beast in the sky.
The warrior of the West Prison who was irritated by the people around him would let this opportunity pass, and under the dark coffin, he would actually put the warrior in the coffin.
There was no sound, and the powerhouse of the king realm completely disappeared in the coffin.
"There is still such an effect?" Xu Han whispered while looking at the coffin that returned to the hand of the martial artist. It seems that the coffin can really pretend to be a person.
Although he was hit by Ziyu, he was a powerhouse in the king's realm after all, so he was taken away by the coffin, and now it must be more fortunate.
Xu Han just flicked his mind, but his figure swept straight up and jumped onto Zi Yu's back.
With a flap of Zi Yu's wings, the terrifying vigor was wrapped around both sides, and the powerhouses with king-level strength all avoided far away, but they surrounded Zi Yu in the middle.
"It seems to be wrong?"
The warriors who had come by with unpleasant expressions caused Xu Han's brows to furrow, and then, in the eyes of everyone's astonishment, he directly put away Zi Yu.
"Good calculation!"
The warrior of the Western Prison who stood in the lead looked at Xu Han in the air, and shouted from the bottom of his mouth. Without the huge figure of Zi Yu, the strongest Western Prisoner among them had become the main target of everyone's defense.
Hehe!
Xu Han let out a chuckle, the god stele in his hand was already covered with a strong suffocation, he stepped on his figure and went straight ahead.
Before the figure, the horror of the god stele, the standing warrior glanced at the ancient boundary stele with fiery eyes, and immediately became full of seriousness.
Xu Han holding the ancient boundary monument can be seen by all the martial artists around him, and he can't judge his strength based on his realm.
drink!
The warrior yelled loudly, and a silver knife in his hands slowly condensed, and the air was already full of murderous air, and the war spirit was directly used.
Humph!
Xu Han let out a cold snort, and the divine monument that was drawn down in the air, without a slight pause, blasted the slashed sword.
Click!
The crisp sound is so clear, the warrior who was slashed by the domineering sword, but under Xu Han's stele, suddenly retreated, his face turned waxy white, look carefully, above the big sword in his hand, there is already dense Cracks.
With just one blow, it wounded the powerful man in the king's realm, and the warrior whose complexion changed drastically, there was a trace of panic in his eyes, and he turned and left, but he no longer looked at the monument.
The war spirit is wounded, and the injury must not be weak. If it is dragged on, not only will it miss the monument, but the old fate will also be explained here.
A strong person who can cultivate to the realm of kings not only has the strength, but he also acts extremely hotly. It is really urgent, even the ancient boundary monuments are so calm.
Xu Han didn't catch up with the front, the god stele danced backwards, and the martial arts that blasted was shattered in the air, but with that vigor, his figure jumped forward.
The warriors of the King Realm who stood in the front were not those of the Western Prisoners. Now that they were truly connected, they realized the horror of this ancient boundary stele. No one actually blocked Xu Han.
The dark god monument was swept over, all martial arts were smashed, but no one in the war spirit dared to touch Xu Han. After all, everyone could see the miserable state of the martial artist just now.
The people from the Western Prison who came after him looked at Xu Han who was rushing out, and his expression was furious. If it weren't for these warriors to drag him, why would Xu Han escape