Gao Wu: I, the human martial saint, suppress all races

Above the sky, a bright light flashed past.

It's Deng Guang.

After the pressure of staying at Liushan Mountain, he quickly rushed to the retreat point.

For them, Lin Mo and Zhao Chen are the hope for the future. They can die, but nothing can happen to Lin Mo and Zhao Chen.

So, here he comes!

At the retreat point.

Zhao Chen fought bloody battles and stood in front of Lin Mo. Although he was covered in injuries, he still had no intention of backing down.

"Once I leave, Brother Yao's practice will be interrupted!"

After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Zhao Chen looked forward with a cold expression. He could feel that these tribes were teasing him.

It was obviously possible to defeat him, but it never launched the strongest attack.

"As long as I can wait until the master comes back!"

Zhao Chen gritted his teeth and was knocked away by Wanzu again, but his expression was firm.

They are not all hopeless, there is also Deng Guang and Liu Shan, their two powerful masters!

Lin Mo, who was in a closed state inside, naturally didn't know what was going on outside. The integration of the power of the Martial Saint's Judgment had already begun and must not be stopped, otherwise, all previous efforts would be wasted.

Roar!

Thousands of people roared, and the encirclement gradually narrowed. Zhao Chen collapsed on the ground, coughing up blood.

He has tried his best!

But still no reinforcements were received.

"Dad, Mom, Master, Brother Yao, see you in the next life!"

Closing his eyes and feeling the terrifying aura that was about to fall in the air, Zhao Chen showed a trace of calmness on his face.

He is a human warrior.

When facing a strong enemy, he did not give up, but fought until the last moment!

Even though he was defeated, he did not embarrass the human race!

boom!

Just when Zhao Chen closed his eyes and waited for death, a familiar breath came from the sky, and then a loud shout made him open his eyes again.

"Beast! How dare you hurt my disciple!"

"Go away!"

Rich energy and blood rose into the sky. When Deng Guang rushed back, he saw Zhao Chen covered in blood and dying, and he was furious!

Just a little bit closer!

Zhao Chen was about to be killed, Lin Mo's retreat was interrupted, and their two talented disciples were about to be strangled.

How could this not make him angry?

"master!"

When he opened his eyes, he saw the approaching figure of Deng Guang, and Zhao Chen burst into tears instantly.

Even though he was seriously injured, even when he faced millions of tribesmen surrounding him alone, he did not shed tears, but now, tears were pouring down his face.

He finally waited for Deng Guang's support!

This means that they can finally survive!

The moment he landed, Deng Guang started a one-sided massacre!

In the usual operations to clean up all races, Liu Shan takes action most of the time. He rarely kills, but this does not mean that he is a person who cannot take action.

On the contrary, Liu Shan's ability to kill as decisively as he is now was also influenced by Deng Guang.

Many years ago, on the battlefield between the human race and all races, Deng Guang was a real battlefield killer. The blood of all races in his hands could even dye a city red.

Now, seeing the two disciples being surrounded and killed, without any hesitation, he made a killing move.

boom!

A burst of blood burst out, directly clearing out all the races at the front.

Zhao Chen was stunned. He didn't expect Deng Guang to be so violent.

"Leave no one behind!"

Deng Guang stood in front of Zhao Chen, his eyes were deep, and his powerful aura directly suppressed all the races present. Then, his energy and blood exploded, and the strangulation was completed in an instant!

This is the difference between the strong and the weak.

In the face of a real war, just the breath strangulation can complete the clearing!

"Recover quickly!"

Deng Guang casually injected a pure breath into Zhao Chen's body to help him recover.

Zhao Chen did not hesitate and immediately sat cross-legged on the ground and began to recover.

"These various races are here well prepared!"

Looking at the thousands of tribes that were still coming in the distance, Deng Guang narrowed his eyes. The murderous intention hidden in his body was completely boiling at this moment!

How many years has it been since he took action with all his strength? Even he himself can't remember it. But the only thing that is certain is that all the people from all races who come today will die!

"Feng Yao Kills!"

This was the first time Deng Guang used martial arts. His energy and blood roared into the sky, and the terrifying aura directly suppressed the entire audience.

Amid the wails of all races, a crimson light directly covered a range of nearly a kilometer, strangling all the races inside!

This is also one of Deng Guang's most powerful martial arts, the most damaging and widest range of tricks!

In the past, except for those people from the Immortal Clan, no one could survive this move!

"Xiao Yao's retreat is very important, but Lao Liu also needs support!"

Seeing that there was still a steady stream of thousands of people coming from thousands of meters away, Deng Guang only felt that it was troublesome. He looked at the boiling blood around him and started to plan.

"Kill a group of them and use their flesh and blood to create a layer of Qi and blood protection!"

"At that time, I will be able to spare time to help Lao Liu!"

This is the breath control method that Deng Guang is least willing to use. It is inconsistent with the philosophy of the human race, but now there is no other way. He can only take the risk and try it!

"kill!"

Deng Guang roared and rushed forward.

The violent aura is raging, constantly tearing apart the rushing races and devouring their auras.

Zhao Chen sat cross-legged and quickly began to recover.

Lin Mo inside was still trying his best to integrate the power of the Martial Saint's Judgment, and knew nothing about the situation outside.

Inside the sideline.

When Liu Shan retreated again, his whole body was covered in blood. It was obvious that it was extremely difficult to fight against the four seventh-level tribes on his own.

"You surrender, I swear in the name of the Immortal Clan that I will never touch your place."

"how?"

Tianhu stretched his posture and said, obviously regarding his conditions, in its view, Liushan had no reason to refuse.

If the fight continues like this, Liu Shan will definitely die.

So what if you can't beat him in a duel?

They can fight in groups!

"Pooh!"

After spitting out the blood foam in his mouth, Liu Shan looked coldly at Wanzu, who looked like he was sure of victory, and clenched his fists.

Thinking of Liu Shan, he has been in the battlefields of thousands of tribes for many years, and he has never been humiliated like this.

Would rather die!

Don't surrender!

This is their mission!

"You can come and try it!"

Liu Shan said, taking a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the injuries in his body, and bursting out again.

No turning back!

"Take him down, but try to catch him alive."

The smile on Tianhu's lips solidified little by little, and then he said coldly.

No man can refuse their temptation. Liu Shan and Deng Guang are the first, but they will also be the last!

boom!

Four figures flickered again, intertwined, and a terrifying aura erupted, making the Tianhu who was watching the battle faintly frightened.

"You've been fighting for so long, do you still have any energy left?"

But no matter what, in the eyes of the four Tianhu people, they will definitely win this attack!

"It must be very comfortable to capture you alive, then make you into a puppet and enjoy it every day!"

Seeing the strong muscles faintly exposed between Liushan's damaged clothes, Tianhu's eyes flashed with heat.

It captured many human men, but none of them could withstand its three tortures. Maybe Liu Shan could.

"Three births!"

"I want to take down your grandfather, dream!"

""Cang Yuan Breaks the Dragon"!"

"Die!"

After forcibly catching the attack from the Three-Headed Ten Thousand Clan, Liu Shan's mouth was bleeding, but a trace of madness flashed in his eyes.