"Rescue troops are here."
Yang Lin's eyes moved, he nodded towards Aunt Xue and others, and his body rose through the air, shining brightly.
This time, they didn't wait for the other two to launch their offensive. They rushed forward, slashed horizontally with their swords, cut through the waves, and took the lead.
The Aoki tribe, Dashang's Eastern Expedition Vanguard Army and the Blackwater Tribe also surrendered their people in an orderly manner. As soon as the riots started to arise, they immediately suppressed them and began to set up defenses and defend their formations, working together to block the aftermath.
Perhaps, we need to be prepared for enemies that may appear and attack from nowhere.
Some of these people have fought many wars, and some are used to fighting in the tribe. They are very familiar with some wartime measures and do not need Yang Lin to worry about everything.
At this time, he was frightened but not confused, and handled everything in an orderly manner. Yang Lin looked back and felt a little relieved.
In this way, it saves a lot of worries.
The next step is to close the net.
Looking at the two men running toward them with fierce and murderous intent, his face was filled with a sneer.
Ma Yuan is an ugly guy with a vicious heart. Although he is also a Taoist, he can no longer be considered a human being. Calling him a monster is a bit flattering.
But he couldn't let him go.
As for the fire-wielding Liu Huan, are you looking down on me if you haven't sacrificed the Manja Pot at this moment?
Let me tell you, without a magic weapon of the Manado Pot level, you are actually nothing.
"Quickly, release the magic weapon, it may be too late."
Although he came to seek revenge and kill people, full of murderous intent, after the last battle, Ma Yuan had his magical arm chopped off, and at this time he was actually fierce in appearance.
The sword light spread in front of him like water, and when he blocked it with his sword, he found it extremely difficult and his back started to become wet with sweat.
He turned around and yelled at Liu Huan.
You have never fought with him. This man is very powerful. Can he be blocked by using the Mango Pot's precious light to protect his body? Be careful of capsizing.
Liu Huan shook his head and laughed, thinking that Ma Yuan had been weakened. His opponent was a young boy. The sword light didn't look very powerful or powerful, so it couldn't be so terrifying.
With a flash of red light on his body, he rushed forward, and more than a hundred fire crows screamed, pulling the sky's fire clouds and rolling forward.
"Senior Brother Ma, don't panic, let me defeat the enemy."
It doesn't take much effort to use a little magic baby light to protect the body, but if you want to destroy the full power of the Manado Pot, you have to concentrate and spend your energy. After using it once, it has to be warmed up again, which takes a lot of time.
After all, this was not his magic weapon, but something he stole to fight the enemy while his senior brother was in seclusion.
He really didn't want to push it with all his strength unless he had to.
In fact, Liu Huan felt that with his hundreds of years of practice in fire magic and his cultivation as a golden immortal, he would still be able to fight even if he didn't use his magic weapon. What's more, he had Ma Yuan helping him.
"well……"
Ma Yuan narrowed his eyes and without thinking, turned into a cloud of light and fled back.
Gone faster than he came.
Then, I felt a red figure next to me make a "whoosh" sound, turned into a flag flower rocket, flashed and disappeared.
Grass……
Unreliable guy.
Ma Yuan cursed in his heart.
Not a single move was blocked...
At least you can hold on for a while.
"That's it."
Yang Lin was also a little dumbfounded. It seemed that it was reasonable for the immortals who were taught by Jie to suffer heavy casualties after going into battle.
Because some people have strong cards and are used to doing whatever they want. Before they fight, they always think that they are good at what they do.
As a result, it really didn’t work.
Compared to Ma Yuanlai, Liu Huan was much inferior in terms of cultivation and martial arts.
The most important thing is that he has no innate magical powers, and his magic power is not condensed enough. He uses fire spells, which look powerful but are actually vulnerable.
Ma Yuan's innate one-qi grappling hand can also block his own mental attacks head-on. Although it can't stop the force from penetrating and circumventing, it can still be considered as parrying a few attacks.
But as soon as he came up, he was like a rubber ball, being pulled out by the combined power of the mind and the five elements, completely unable to resist.
By the way, I couldn't kill him with one sword.
The precious light of the Ten Thousand Crows Pot was indeed extraordinary. It eliminated 80% to 90% of the sword energy and killed more than a hundred body-protecting fire crows. They were chopped down to only a few sparks surrounding them, blocking Liu Huan's disaster.
"Now that we're here, don't even think about escaping again this time."
For Liu Huan, Yang Lin only valued the opponent's Fire Crow Pot, and actually had some idea of his strength.
The murderous intention is not too serious.
However, he was very murderous towards Ma Yuan.
This person not only killed several of his clones once.
Moreover, he is particularly vengeful, thinking about dealing with himself all the time, and even threatens the forces under his command.
No matter what, I can't keep it.
The nights are long and the dreams are many. At this time, he has not yet gotten involved with Buddhism, so he should be killed as soon as possible to avoid being too troublesome and difficult to kill in the future.
Thoughts were running through my mind.
Yang Lin's sword light suddenly exploded like water.
"Here..."
With a clear shout, the sword light was as silver as smoke, with an extremely sharp white-gold sword light, and it slashed past his head.
This time, because there was no innate Qi grabbing hand to stop it, it was overwhelming.
Even if Ma Yuan hid behind the mountain peak, summoned his magic power, and raised countless rocks to block him while escaping, it was all in vain. He was slashed by Yang Lin with a sword. The mountain was broken and the rocks were shattered. The sword light passed by his neck. At the same time, he slashed He broke the Qingyingying long sword he swung with his backhand.
I hate!
Ma Yuan was horrified, his vision shot up into the air, the sky and the earth were spinning, a primordial spirit came out, melted rapidly, and screamed loudly.
"Don't run away, save me."
He has experienced the tricks of pig teammates.
I couldn't help but feel regretful.
If I had known this, I might as well have fled to the East China Sea to seek revenge. Even if I had to linger and make people laugh, it would be better than dying here.
The superior strength of the two men, the combat power of the two Golden Immortals, and their preparedness, brought with them an overwhelming amount of powerful treasures, and they ended up fighting like this.
If word gets out, people might laugh to death.
Fortunately, Liu Huan finally tried his best. He looked back, gritted his teeth, and spat out a mouthful of blood. The Manado Pot on his head suddenly filled the sky with red light, rising into the night.
"Look at my magic weapon."
Suddenly, the space stagnated, the surrounding fields were silent, the insects stopped singing, and the birds stopped chirping. Amidst the destruction, an aura of ultimate vitality appeared within a radius of ten miles.
Thousands of fire crows roared and screamed and rushed out. As soon as the figure appeared, the surrounding creatures were shaking. The next moment, red light spread out from their bodies and they were about to turn into ashes.
At this moment, the mountains become translucent. As long as the pot shakes, everything underneath will turn into black soil.
'Sure enough, magic weapons are cheating in the world of gods. '
'There is absolutely no human power that can resist it. No wonder, after the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chandu accepted their disciples and passed down the powerful magic weapon, those disciples rebelled and could beat the teacher to run away... The treasures these people refined, even themselves... It can kill, do you think it is powerful or not? '
