Chapter 1003 can also be killed!

Style: Romance Author: No trace of GodWords: 2399Update Time: 24/01/18 20:57:11
Desert Basin, in the blink of an eye.

Five sand soldiers died in the end.

The faces of everyone on the sand dune showed shock for the first time. Ever since they were sealed here, there have been warriors who tried to break into the formation over the years.

Facing the body-level sand soldiers, the best one can do is to stabilize one's body and use skill or speed to try to escape from the sand soldiers.

No one has ever heard of killing the sand soldiers directly like this.

"Little sand soldier?"

"Brother, that's a fit-level warrior."

"..."

The corner of Green Ant's mouth trembled slightly. The shock in her heart at this moment was already difficult to describe in words.

Even in her prime, there is no way she can be a match for a single soldier here.

"Old guy, did you see it? The doll's spiritual power seems to have not been suppressed." Xiao Dongtian raised his wise eyes, touched his chin and whispered.

"nonsense."

"You can see it, can I?" the old man beside him responded, but he never glanced at Xiao Dongtian.

One of his eyes was fixed forward.

The old man's eyes flashed with confusion for a long time, and he wanted to see how far the doll could go.

Due to the attention of everyone.

As five sand soldiers were killed, the entire desert basin shook.

"Buzz!"

"Huh...huh."

Hundreds of soldiers in front moved.

Like a hornet's nest, the remaining sand soldiers turned around and without any hesitation, went straight towards Ye Wentian to attack.

The chilling force filled every inch of the air.

Ye Wentian looked up, with a faint smile on his lips, and the aura around him soared at the same time.

"Qi control, Ning."

"kill!"

Raise your hand and draw your sword finger.

Under the extremely shocked eyes of the people behind him, the figure in front did not retreat but advanced, charging forward again.

"Buzz!"

"Whoosh...whoosh."

A thousand qi swords took shape in an instant.

The yellow sand was rolled up, setting off a monstrous sword intent, just like the yellow sand sword rain, following Ye Wentian's body, slashing down.

"boom!"

"Boom...boom."

"..."

A deafening explosion echoed.

Following everyone's gaze, a huge sandstorm seemed to have rolled up in the desert basin ahead. With its power, it almost covered the entire basin.

"This spiritual power!"

"The strength has reached the middle stage of fitness."

"How did this boy ignore the suppression of the Heavenly Tower?"

"What is that yellow light? Can it kill a sand soldier instantly with one strike?"

The shadowy people on the big sand dune were shocked beyond words, and their eyes were fixed on the front.

"If so, we can resist the suppression of the Sky Tower, maybe..."

There was a murmur echoing in the dark shadow.

It was a middle-aged man in black shirt. His eyes were staring straight ahead. There was no madness in his eyes, and his expression was slightly more solemn.

As soon as these words came out.

Like a bolt from the blue, it hit everyone on the forehead.

The hearts of everyone around him trembled at the same time.

Everyone's eyes were focused forward, and there seemed to be something vaguely in their eyes. Their hearts were beating violently and their breathing was slightly short.

"This son cannot die."

"At least...he must not die before he can resist the suppression of the Tower."

"..."

The crowd murmured.

There is a faint momentum rising, and there seems to be a dark shadow eager to try.

"You guys, be honest."

"Don't blame me for not reminding you that in a small form of integration, even if you reach the final level of spiritual refining in the later stages of integration, you cannot break through the sand formation."

not far away.

The voice of the black-eyed old man came suddenly.

like a basin of cold water

, poured heavily on the heads of the dozens of black figures, and the trembling mind calmed down instantly.

Late fit?

These people didn't have that level of strength in their heyday.

No one doubted the old man's words.

This old senior has always been the strongest being here. It is said that his strength has reached the peak of perfection.

"Hey, old guy, I bet he can at least make it to the second formation." Xiao Dongtian laughed strangely and glanced forward, his eyes full of appreciation.

Hearing this, the old man chuckled.

"In the second round, he will die." The expression on the old man's face changed obviously more than before.

Look up at the same time.

There was a faint flicker in the old man's dark eyes.

Due to gaze.

"Buzz!"

"Boom boom..."

The popping noises became more frequent.

In the sandstorm, the figure of the young man seemed to be getting more and more courageous as he fought, and from time to time there was loud laughter that echoed throughout the world.

"Ninth level transformation, start again."

"Punch seriously!"

Ye Wentian laughed loudly, the spiritual power in his body exploded to the extreme, and the edge of his fist glowed with golden light.

The ninth level of magical power is activated to the extreme.

The terrifying force formed a tornado in front of him.

"boom!"

"Rumble..."

A punch landed.

Dozens of sand soldiers were blown away and fell to the ground into a pile of bones.

Ye Wentian picked up his fist and pushed forward.

That figure seemed unstoppable.

On the large sand dune behind, a group of shadow warriors could not help but gasp when they looked at the scene in front of them.

With such combat power, even if they were placed outside, they would still be the overlord of the party without a doubt.

The most shocking thing at this moment is undoubtedly the green ants in front.

"He...could he really be able to break out?" An unrealistic idea arose in Green Ant's mind.

Like a miracle seed, it quickly takes root and sprouts in my heart.

At this moment, there was a hint of expectation in her shocked eyes.

at this time.

"call!"

"Howling..."

In the basin ahead, the sand soldiers who originally surrounded them suddenly dispersed at the same time.

Nearly a hundred sand soldiers retreated a few meters and began to approach each other. In an instant, a wall of sand soldiers was formed, blocking the road ahead.

"Huh?" Ye Wentian paused and looked up.

The next moment, fifty sand soldiers walked out of the sand. Different from the previous sand soldiers, the sand soldiers who walked out this time were actually filled with majestic spiritual power.

They stepped forward in unison, and the spiritual power in the middle stage of the Fit Realm soared into the sky.

"call!"

"Buzz..."

The terrifying sense of oppression seemed to tear the air apart.

Even the people far behind, on the big sand dunes, could clearly feel the tremors in their hearts.

Enough to see how terrifying it is.

"This is the second formation that Senior said!"

"If it's just a puppet sand soldier in the Fit state, its combat power is actually not that terrifying. If you use a sand soldier with spiritual power, it's equivalent to a true Fit level expert."

"The fighting power is completely different."

"If you step back now, you can still save your life..."

The dark shadows of the dunes receded from the madness.

At this moment, everyone is a little more wise in their eyes, and no one who can be sealed here is an ordinary person.

Seniors, Xiao Dongtian and two others also took a step forward at this time.

"He's going to lose."

"It's pretty good to have come this far."

"..."

Senior Ji whispered and looked forward.

Vaguely, in that young man, he seemed to see the shadow of his former friend.

end

After all, he will still be trapped and die here.

Due to the attention of everyone.

Ye Wentian never took a step back. He just raised his head and looked at the soldiers in front of him quietly: "You can kill them even if they are in the middle stage."

Whispers echoed.

The sound was not loud, but it resounded in the ears of everyone behind him at this moment.