It has to be said that the devouring power of this moving quicksand is really strong. Even if Daolin flapped his wings wildly, it was just to ensure that Li Ming would not be sucked in. He was stagnant in place for a while.
"Protect them!" A flash of sword light flashed, and Uncle Fu returned to Daolin's side. After killing the surrounding foreigners with one sword, he firmly protected them behind him.
Long Xiaonian swung the foreigners away with his sledgehammer, then jumped up, grabbed the handle of the hammer with both hands, and then hit the ground hard. A sky thunder fell and exploded in the distance, and the sand became scorched in an instant. A piece of paste.
This did shock the foreigners, especially the foreign leaders in the distance.
"Is she a barbarian?" the foreign leader frowned and murmured.
"Chief, what are you talking about..." the people around asked quickly.
The foreign leader raised his hand to stop his men from speaking, and then whispered an order.
The foreigners besieging Long Xiaonian in the distance suddenly stopped attacking, and then turned to Daolin's side.
Long Xiaonian waved her hammer and looked into the distance. Hundreds of meters away, she and the foreign leader looked at each other.
The foreign leader raised his left hand towards her and made a gesture in front of his chest. The thumb and index finger of his left hand formed a circle, and the other three fingers were straightened, similar to the OK gesture, but the three fingers were together.
Long Xiaonian also made a gesture with his left hand, and the foreign leader nodded.
After this incident, Long Xiaonian stopped attacking and acted like an actor. However, the surroundings were in chaos and no one noticed.
More and more foreigners besieged Daolin, and Uncle Fu and Li Da were unable to withstand them. Daolin did not dare to use all his strength to pull Li Ming. The suction of the quicksand was too strong, and he was afraid that if he used all his strength, he would pull Li Ming away. Ming tore in half.
"Let's go, leave me alone!" Li Ming shouted at this time. He knew that if everyone came to save him, he would be delayed sooner or later.
"What nonsense are you talking about! You gave up before I gave up and worked hard with me!" Dolin cursed, and then the wings behind him flapped rapidly.
Seeing that Daolin didn't give up, Li Ming had no choice but to use his true energy, mainly to vibrate the quicksand adsorbing him, in order to get out of trouble in an instant.
Li Da opened and closed his two-handed sword widely, Fu Bo's long sword was fast and accurate, Li Ziqiang's bow was fully drawn and kept harvesting the foreigners who might threaten them, while Long Xiaonian changed his previous style and now lightly attacked the outside. Swing the hammer lightly.
Everything seemed to be fine, but the reality was very critical. Daolin was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. The foreigners in the distance kept shooting him with bows and arrows. If it weren't for his physical strength, he would have been shot at this time. Became a hedgehog.
At this moment, an unparalleled energy exploded in the sky, and a figure suddenly fell down with a faint blue pressure.
A pressure from the Creation Realm that was stronger than that of Li Ziqiang and Fu Bo combined flourished, and Daolin and Li Ming were directly enveloped by the faint blue light.
"Who!" Li Ziqiang was shocked, pointed his bow and arrow at the center of the faint blue light and shouted.
"One of our own!" Daolin's voice rang out from the faint blue light, and Li Ziqiang breathed a sigh of relief.
As the faint blue light exploded again, Li Ming's figure was thrown away and fell on the sand, and the faint blue light also dissipated.
"It's you!" When Li Ziqiang saw clearly who the person was, his pupils shrank. He had fought against the Shenwu Empire in the Western Region for a long time, so he naturally recognized Han Zimo, a high-level creation state.
But Han Zimo ignored him. The dissipated blue energy around his body erupted again, and then condensed into a long blue sword.
"Get away!" Han Zimo's hoarse voice sounded. He waved his hand and shot out a long sword, piercing through a row of foreigners in the blink of an eye.
Li Ziqiang trembled. The strength displayed by Han Zimo was completely beyond his expectation. He seemed to be a completely different person from the previous few months.
The foreigners surrounding them were also extremely shocked at this time, because they all felt that they had been locked by the long sword, and in the next moment, a dark blue long sword appeared in front of them and penetrated them.
"Ten thousand swords return to the clan!" Han Zimo disappeared from the spot and reappeared above the heads of the foreigners. He pressed down suddenly with both hands, and the long swords in the sky fell like raindrops, covering a hundred meters in an instant. The long swords were harvested. After life, it will fly into the sky again, and then fall again to find the target.
Daolin looked at Han Zimo's back. He had thought before that he had not seen him since he left Dayi Sect, but more than half a month later, he had become stronger again, and he still showed up to save him in his moment of crisis. Own.
"Priest! Get rid of him!" The foreign leader shouted angrily.
Beside him, two people wearing linen clothes, one old and one young, walked out. The two held hands with one hand and raised another hand to point at Han Zimo.
"Souls dissipate!" As their words fell, the void twisted. Han Zimo in the distance paused, turned to look at the two of them, waved with one hand, and shot two blue long swords at the two of them.
The leader of the foreign tribe jumped up, a big ax appeared in his hand, and he attacked from the left and right and exploded the two long swords.
"Chief! He is not a human! He...he is a dead man!" the two priests said with ugly faces.
"What?" the foreign leader asked with a frown.
"There is no soul in his body at all, otherwise the curse at the cost of my two lives will definitely kill him." The old priest said eagerly.
"What kind of monster is this?" The leader nodded and looked at Han Zimo.
Han Zimo was currently walking through the crowd of foreigners with his hands behind his back. Countless long blue swords were flying around him. Foreigners were lying everywhere he passed.
The foreigners had no intention of fighting at this time. However, since the leader did not give an order to retreat, they did not dare to retreat and could only rush upward with all their strength.
"Let them withdraw, I will do it myself!" the foreign leader sighed and ordered.
A huge horn sounded, and the fighting foreigners packed up their burdens, abandoned their opponents and began to retreat.
At the same moment, the foreign leader suddenly appeared in front of Han Zimo, and struck Han Zimo's head with a huge ax.
Han Zimo took a few steps back to avoid the axe, then raised his hand to summon a flying sword and shoot it at the foreign leader.
A bloody light shield emitted from the foreign leader's body, and all the flying swords that pierced the light shield exploded into true energy and dissipated in the air.
Han Zimo tilted his head slightly and looked at the foreign leader.
"Who are you?" Han Zimo asked hoarsely.
"The leader of this place, my name is Xuan Kun!" The leader of the foreign tribe stood with a big ax beside him and said.
"Okay!" Han Zimo nodded, waved his hand again, and the blue long sword struck like raindrops on the blood-red light barrier, and explosions continued to sound for a while.
"What is this? It can withstand such an intensive attack from me." Han Zimo shook his head again and murmured.
In the distance, the six people watching the battle were stunned. They did not expect that Han Zimo was so strong, let alone that this foreign leader who could not practice martial arts would be stronger.
