You have a good chance, I accept it.

"How impudent, are you bullying my human race?"

"Aliens should be killed."

Suddenly, the void above Donghuang City shattered, and figures walked out of it.

Moyun, Wanfeng, Xiaoyaozi, Bingxin, Zhao Zilong, Panwu.

Six figures stood just like this on Donghuang City. They looked at the miserable situation of Donghuang City, their faces full of anger.

"You are finally here."

Seeing this, the nothingness underneath breathed a sigh of relief, it was finally here.

These few are the last members of his Beizhou human race, the most promising geniuses to hit Central Continent, and the strongest geniuses among the younger generation of Beizhou.

"Damn, you really deserve to die."

Mo Yun looked at the miserable elephant in Donghuang City and said angrily, all the Taoism in his body was going crazy.

"Feng Xiao, Zhao Kuang, kill."

The young man's eyes flashed with murderous intent and he said coldly, at this moment, he doesn't want to give this human race a chance at all, so he will kill until you surrender.

If I don't listen to you when I talk to you, you will die.

If you don’t want to take the road of survival, if you have to take the road of death, then I will help you.

Feng Xiao and Zhao Kuang each nodded after hearing this, and then suddenly killed Mo Yun and the others.

"Okay, okay, today, I will sacrifice your lives to pay tribute to the fallen genius of our race."

Mo Yun's chest heaved violently with anger. These guys, these guys, are too crazy and arrogant.

"kill."

Mo Yun's eyes were filled with murderous intent. At this moment, demonic energy billowed around him, venting his anger.

"Give this to me."

After Mo Yun finished speaking, he pulled Zhao Kuang into the sky.

"Then give this to me."

Xiaoyaozi smiled gloomily, and a yin-yang formation appeared under his feet, directly covering Feng Xiao in it.

The remaining Pan Wu, Zhao Zilong and Bing Xin focused on the carriage in the distance.

"Take a shot from your grandpa."

Zhao Zilong rushed directly towards the carriage with a silver spear in his hand. He had already regarded Ye Lin as his idol, and now, the Donghuang City that his idol worked so hard to defeat has become like this.

When it comes to anger, he must be the angriest one here.

He failed to protect the Donghuang City that his idol had worked so hard to defeat, and the guilt in his heart turned into combat power at this moment.

Behind Zhao Zilong, Pan Wu and Bing Xin followed closely.

"Bing'er, Qing'er, let's fight quickly."

The young man lying in the carriage said calmly even as his eyelids were raised, and the maid beside her nodded lightly. She slowly pulled out the green sword from her waist and stepped out.

The next moment, a peerless figure stood in front of the carriage.

"Go away."

Zhao Zilong stabbed him with a single shot without any thought of pity.

However, the next moment, I saw the woman in front of me slowly raising her sword.

"cut."

A cold snort sounded, and the long sword in Qing'er's hand sprayed out thousands of sword energy. The sword energy wrapped around the long spear in Zhao Zilong's hand like tarsal maggots.

"What? Dispersed."

Zhao Zilong's hand shook, and an extremely terrifying spear intent erupted from the spear. However, the next moment, this spear intent was ruthlessly suppressed by the sword energy.

"How is this possible?"

Zhao Zilong's face was filled with astonishment.

"die."

Qing'er took one step forward and came to Zhao Zilong in an instant. His eyes contained no emotion at all, and the green sword in his hand had already reached Zhao Zilong's chest.

"return."

At this critical moment, a loud shout sounded behind Zhao Zilong, and Pan Wu held down Zhao Zilong's shoulder and pulled him back, just in time to avoid the fatal sword.