Yan Wubian, Chen Zaiyang, Fan Dongzhen and Lu Peizhong, all four of them are at the level of the Walker. Except for Yan Wubian, who is at the first level, the other three are all at the second level.

Their opponents were just two second-level warriors and some of the strongest spiritual masters in the Divine Fusion Realm.

In terms of comparison of strength, Yan Wubian and the others have the absolute upper hand.

"Wu Bian, you go deal with the spiritual masters behind you. Just leave these two strong men from the Shura Tribe and the Yaksha Group to us."

"Everyone goes all out and fights quickly. Whoever kills the opponent first will immediately help the others."

At the same time as his body moved, Yan Wubian heard the words spoken by Lu Peizhong and Fan Dongzhen.

He naturally had no objection to what the two of them said. Although their strength had the upper hand, they had not reached the point of crushing them. The rest of the enemies were easy to deal with. After all, the gap in strength was too big. Yan Wubian was confident that he could defeat them in the shortest possible time.

Within the time, kill those spiritual masters.

But it is not that easy to kill the other two strong men in the realm of Walkers.

Even if it was two against three, it would not be easy for Lu Peizhong and the three of them to kill them.

After reaching this level, no one will be simple. At the same level, if they really risk their lives, it will be enough for Lu Peizhong and others to drink a pot.

As for the battle between Han Man and the others on the other side, it is not possible to determine the winner in a short time. They seem to be evenly matched now. If there is no external intervention, I don't know what the result will be.

Almost in an instant, Yan Wubian analyzed the situation on the field clearly.

But when he understood the situation in front of him, his expression suddenly became serious.

Because he found that, judging from the current situation, he was the most important point.

When others are unable to quickly deal with the enemy, although his opponent has the largest number of people, he is the weakest in strength. With his current level of strength, he can completely crush them and end the battle in the shortest time.

In this way, he could free up his hands to help Lu Peizhong and the others, and finally encircle and suppress Lin Lumeng together.

Lu Peizhong and the others had obviously noticed this a long time ago, although what they just said was meant for him.

The battle was about to break out, and the melee started almost as soon as the men and horses from both sides came into contact.

What surprised Yan Wubian was that the man and woman from the Shura tribe and the Yasha group did not separate. Instead, they joined forces with a tacit understanding and fought fiercely with Lu Peizhong and others.

After a short fierce battle, the combat power displayed was on par with Lu Peizhong and the others, which surprised Yan Wubian.

I originally thought that even if Lu Peizhong and the others could not achieve a quick victory, they would still have no problem suppressing their opponents. However, the matter was undoubtedly very different from what everyone thought. The expressions on the faces of Lu Peizhong and the other three people involved were very serious at the moment.

It's ugly.

At this time, Yan Wubian had no time to pay attention to the fighting situation of others. At this time, he had already rushed to the front of the group of spiritual masters whose strength was not yet at the level of a practitioner.

Almost at the moment Yan Wubian's figure approached, the three spiritual masters closest to him joined forces to attack Yan Wubian directly. The three of them did not show the slightest fear because their opponent was much stronger than them.

Not only that, but they also seemed to be aware of the gap in strength between the two sides. These people only attacked but did not defend. They would all die together once they made a move.

Facing this scene, Yan Wubian looked calm. He waved the red dragon fang that had not appeared for a long time, and countless sword lights completely enveloped his body. A burst of banging sounds came out, and the three of them joined forces to attack desperately.

He blocked it easily.

Immediately afterwards, I saw the red dragon fang in Yan Wubian's hand sweeping across. The speed was so fast that the three enemies could not see Yan Wubian's movements at all. Then they felt a pain in their throats. The opponent's weapon had already crossed theirs.

Blood burst out from the throat, killing them cleanly.

Facing these enemies whose strength is far inferior, Yan Wubian's moves are very simple. To describe it in one word, it is "fast". It is extremely fast. Simple moves can also exert unimaginable power.

After killing these three people, the remaining spiritual masters in the rear showed no intention of retreating, and all of them attacked Yan Wubian without fear of death.

"These guys...!"

This situation made Yan Wubian feel quite surprised, and he was even a little curious about how the Tiangui Sect trained its disciples.

In the face of absolute strength, under normal circumstances, individuals will always feel fear in their hearts, and even some people with weak ability to withstand pressure will collapse directly, lose the courage to fight, and run away as far as they can.

But the people in the Ghost Sect in front of them seemed not to know what fear was. Even if they knew that they had no chance of winning against Yan Wubian, and would even be killed instantly by the opponent, none of them showed any fear. On the contrary, all of them showed no fear.

He yelled angrily, his eyes flashing with crazy light, and he rushed towards Yan Wubian.

"kill!"

There is no mercy. As the red dragon fangs dance in Yan Wubian's hands, enemies will die in his hands. No one is his enemy.

What surprised Yan Wubian was that just when he had killed all the people in front of him and thought that everything was alright, more than twenty figures rushed out from the mountain below, shouting and killing, and headed towards him with murderous intent.

come over.

What made Yan Wubian feel relieved was that there was no strong person among these people.

Yan Wubian knew very well that he could not show any mercy at this time. Facing these enemies who were committing suicide, he waved the blade in his hand mercilessly.

Five people, ten people...twenty people..., murderous intent permeated the air, blood was swaying, and the red dragon's teeth were like red dragons churning in the sea of ​​blood. Wherever they passed, flesh and blood splattered everywhere!

However, in just a few minutes, all the enemies who rushed towards Yan Wubian died in his hands, and finally no more spiritual masters rushed out from the mountain below.

Obviously, all the low-level spiritual masters here have been killed by Yan Wubian.

Yan Wubian no longer knew how long it had been since he had gone on such a killing spree. Although his opponent was too weak and no one was his enemy, under the stimulation of blood, he actually felt a faint sense of excitement and excitement.

The feeling of not having enough.

"Something's wrong!"

Yan Wubian was suddenly startled by the rising bloodlust in his heart, and then he shook his head, took a long breath, and suppressed this thought.

"Perhaps it is the current environment that triggers the bloodthirsty in my heart..."
Chapter completed!