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"If you want to kill our clan emperor, you have to pass our level first!" Before Destruction Qilin could answer, the thousands of fantasy beast warriors all stepped forward, with their angry eyes as if to kill Zuo Bao. Like being cut into pieces by a thousand cuts
Zuo Bao scanned among them and uttered a cold rebuke: "You beasts are no different from ants in my eyes! Those who want to survive should disperse as soon as possible, otherwise once I am forced to kill, None of you can live."
These thousands of phantom beast warriors are the dedicated guards of the Destruction Qilin selected from millions of people. Not only are they all highly skilled in cultivation, but their loyalty to the Destruction Qilin is also unshakable. Death in their eyes is really unbelievable. Call something
Zuo Bao's words not only failed to intimidate, but instead caused a series of laughter and ridicule among these fantasy beast warriors. This book was first published [Stay up late and read] No pop-up window reading [
"Seeking death!" This laughter and taunting undoubtedly angered Zuo Bao, who shouted angrily, swayed, and immediately rushed into them like a ghost.
Thousands of phantom beast warriors immediately started to move. Amidst the bursts of shouts of killing that resounded through the sky, every phantom beast warrior used their strongest moves, wishing they could crush Zuo Bao to ashes.
"I don't know what to say, let me die!" Surrounded by thousands of fantasy beast warriors, Zuo Bao didn't show any panic. On the contrary, he was very excited. His palms flew like butterflies, and his whole body was surrounded by fairy energy. It was like wearing a piece of invulnerable silver armor, walking around among thousands of people, and he had the aura of taking the head of an admiral in the enemy formation.
Originally extremely difficult to deal with, even ten human monks might not be able to kill one of them, but now in front of Zuo Bao, they all turned into lambs to be slaughtered. Here, the warriors of the Fantasy Beast Clan were like wheat being harvested. They almost fell down in patches. In just a few breaths, Zuo Bao's victory had already exceeded the combined victory of tens of thousands of monks. This was one Such powerful lethality made Xiao Siteng feel breathless.
"Hahaha... It's fun, it's really fun!" At this time, Zuo Bao was like a god of death wielding a scythe, harvesting lives. The more fantasy beast warriors fell at his feet, the more excited he became, and he kept He let out bursts of wild laughter, making people's scalp numb, what a bloodthirsty god of death!
In a battle where one person faced thousands of people, the result was that one person firmly had the upper hand and controlled the entire Zhanchao. This sounds somewhat unbelievable, but such strange situations actually happen. In front of Xiao Siteng
"Could it be that to him, the terrifying Phantom Beast warriors are really nothing more than ants?" Xiao Siteng muttered in his heart, his face turned a little pale.
"Stop it, stop it!" Seeing more and more casualties among the Fantasy Beast Clan warriors, the Destruction Qilin finally restrained himself from shouting loudly.
The discipline of the fantasy beast warriors has always been praised by others, but at this time, there is something strange. Even though the voice of the Destruction Qilin was broken when shouting, there is not a single fantasy beast warrior. Even facing Zuo Bao's death sickle, there is no such thing. Someone stopped the attack
Hu Tong couldn't help but sigh, and said slowly, "Although these fantasy beast warriors are bloodthirsty, they have an iron-clad loyalty!"
"No, there's something fishy about the situation!" Xiao Siteng said as soon as Hu Tong finished speaking. At the same time, his brows were furrowed into knots, and there was a faint look of horror in his eyes.
"What's wrong?" Hu Tong asked in surprise.
Xiao Siteng pointed at the fantasy beast warriors who were rushing toward Zuo Bao like a tide, and said, "It's not that they don't want to retreat, but they can't help themselves and can't retreat even if they want to."
"What...what? How could it be?" Xiao Siteng's words really made Hu Tong feel frightened.
Xiao Siteng shook his head and said, "Zuo Bao must have used some trick. You see, from just now to now, Zuo Bao has not moved even a step. He just stood there, just waiting for the fantasy beast warrior to rush to his palm. Zuo Bao, who is dying now, is like a blazing fire, while those fantasy beast warriors are like moths fluttering into the flame."
Hu Tong was stunned for a long time, and then he asked, "Is there such a miracle in the world?"
Xiao Siteng gave a bitter smile and said, "How can monks like us understand the methods of the powerful in the immortal world? Perhaps the fantasy beast clan is really going to be destroyed in Zuo Bao's hands."
Just when Xiao Siteng and Hu Tong were whispering, Destruction Qilin obviously noticed something strange. He roared loudly, desperately used the power of destruction, turned it into an angry fist, and slammed towards Zuo Bao.
"Hehe... I'm waiting for you!" Seeing the Destruction Qilin's offensive, Zuo Bao's face immediately revealed a sinister smile, and he swept his right palm in a circle, attacking dozens of people in front of him. The fantasy beast warrior was shaken into the air, like a personal hidden weapon, and was smashing towards the Qilin of Destruction. This book was first published [Stay up late and read] No pop-up window reading [
Destruction Qilin never thought that Zuo Bao would use such despicable means. He was shocked and instinctively dodged. As a result, his fist posture immediately changed subtly, and his momentum was not as fierce as before.
And this is exactly Zuo Bao's purpose. When he saw that Destruction Qilin's power showed a flaw, Zuo Bao immediately jumped up, and a palm force like the "tide" of the Qiantang River spread out in an instant, destroying Qilin didn't even have time to react. Zuo Bao's palm force was already in front of him.
"Bastard!" Zuo Bao's cultivation level was enough to shock Destruction Qilin, but his dirty and despicable methods were beyond Destruction Qilin's imagination. At this juncture, Destruction Qilin was furious, but there was no other way he could think of. He could clench his teeth and exert all his strength with his fists to meet Zuo Bao's palm strength.
This time, Destruction Qilin originally took the initiative, but later, the initiative still fell into Zuo Bao's hands. Their fists and palms met, Destruction Qilin's body paused slightly, and then blood splashed from his mouth like a fountain. His burly and muscular body was "ejaculated", and he rolled back and flew dozens of feet away.
The damage caused by this palm to the Destruction Qilin was more severe than the previous heavy blows combined. Moreover, this time the Destruction Qilin did not transform into a beast, and its defense ability was greatly reduced. After falling to the ground, it actually tried three times in a row before it could He stood up tremblingly, his body swaying like a willow tree in the wind.