A huge tiger head flew up, with fear and panic in its eyes, it couldn't believe that it was going to die like that.
"My son!"
General Hu saw this scene with his own eyes. He cried out in grief and was furious. With a loud roar, a sound wave visible to the naked eye spread outward, so powerful that it instantly shook off the stars.
Dean Xu Feibai was the first to be hit. Several of his eighth-tier treasures were shattered. He was knocked away by the sound waves and vomited blood in mid-air.
However, Dean Xu Feibai gritted his teeth and forced himself to control his body in mid-air. A dark red sword light, stunningly bright, like a crescent moon, flew towards Tiger Marshal who was about to pounce on Chen Lei.
The power of this sword light was so great that the low whistling sound it brought with it made people's souls tremble constantly.
Hu Shuai had to stop and block the sword light, otherwise he would most likely be cut in half by the sword light.
After killing the pure-blooded Winged Tiger boy, Chen Lei waved his hand and directly put the body of the pure-blooded Winged Tiger boy into his storage ring.
The pure-blooded alien's blood contains extremely pure energy, which can be called a precious medicine of blood and flesh. Chen Lei will not waste it. This pure-blooded boy from the Winged Tiger Clan is enough to refine dozens of Blood Dao Precious Pills.
At this time, Chen Lei rushed towards the direction of Kong Xuan and others and joined them.
Then, Chen Lei observed the battlefield, and his focus was naturally on General Hu.
He killed Hu Shuai's son, and Hu Shuai had to kill him. Now Hu Shuai is a Martial Ancestor-level warrior, and Chen Lei and his companions are no match for Hu Shuai.
At this time, Hu Shuai was almost crazy, attacking Xu Feibai frantically like a madman.
Facing the mad Tiger General, Xu Feibai was unable to resist at all and was already seriously injured. However, for the sake of Chen Lei, he would rather die than retreat.
Chen Lei looked at the situation on the battlefield. Generally speaking, the alien race still had the advantage. The number of aliens that suddenly appeared here this time was too large, and their strength was too strong. Although the human strongmen tried their best to stop them, they suffered heavy casualties.
Especially the few Martial Ancestor-level strongmen, who were obviously struggling when facing the Martial Ancestor-level strongmen of alien races.
It's not that these Martial Ancestor-level warriors are not as strong, but because these Martial Ancestor-level warriors of alien races have been fighting for years, have extraordinary combat experience, and are fearless of death.
These Martial Ancestor-level strongmen of the human race, in their respective sects, are revered as ancestors, hold great power, stay away from wars, and practice in seclusion all year round. Although their Taoism is not weak, in real combat, they are slightly inferior to the Martial Ancestor-level strongmen of alien races.
For the time being, there is no apparent problem, but defeat is only a matter of time.
Once the Martial Ancestor-level strongman of the human race is defeated, then all the strong men of the human race will definitely not escape the fate of death.
Especially Chen Lei, who killed Tiger Marshal's son, he was definitely the first target.
Chen Lei's eyes moved as he thought about how to escape.
Finally, Chen Lei set his gaze on the huge battlefield above his head that was shrouded in blood.
This huge battlefield is a sky battlefield. Although it seems to be above their heads at this moment, it is actually still a very long distance away from here.