Lord of the People: Kaili's Booster at the beginning

Above the ground, on the outside of the eighth-level tornado, the raging winds swept all around.

"This direction is not good!"

The invisible wind gang seems to have a spirituality suddenly, like a roaring dragon raising its sharp claws towards Baiqi Shenlong.

The dragon roars, the whirlwind strikes.
The whirlwind with the thickness of the two arms tightly entangled the two of them, and the force of the whirling wind cut them mercilessly.

"Bai Qi, old Tong, hold on!"

Swinging the sword is about to split the whirlwind, but how can the mutant undead let him succeed.
The mutated undead, who is not afraid of death, resists the sword energy with flesh and blood.

"Puff puff!"

A large amount of blood was flying, and a little bit of warmth hit Jiu Jianxian's face, and a burning pain came.

"Old Tong"

The corpse of the dead spirit that was divided into two fell to the ground, but
The fiery dragon's blood made him anxious. The first eighth-level lord in a hundred years would die like this, right?

"Don't push, kill the enemy with all your strength, I still have two catties of dragon blood to shed."

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Jiu Jianxian frowned slightly, and swung the Qinghong long sword in his hand to drive away the two mutated undead, tapped the ground with his left foot and stepped on the wind with his right foot, turned around backwards, and made a gesture of swinging the sword.

This is the rhythm of condensing ultimate moves and destroying the enemy with one move.

Swish-!
In this short moment, three mutated undead pounced on his body, and while grinning ferociously, they stabbed the dagger in his hand continuously into his body!
Blood spattered on Jiu Jianxian's forehead. Not only did the pale face not feel the slightest pain, but he laughed out loud. The Qinghong sword in his hand swung out like lightning, and directly chopped off the head of a mutated undead !

"The weak point is at the neck and tailbone"

The blood-stained eyes reflected red light, and the murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he instantly understood the weakness of the mutated undead.

The sword light was flowing, and the cold air was overflowing. His wide avenue robe was already full of blood, but his movements did not stop at all, like a tireless killing machine.

"Yu-sword-jutsu!"

The sword energy is vertical and horizontal, stirring all directions, and he is forcefully cleared within ten feet of his body.

Within a radius of ten feet, the sound of swords was mixed with the sound of friction in the air, and there was even a hint of the smell of Mars.

"The stegosaurus roars!"

The majestic shout instantly scattered the dust, and a winding steel dragon stepped out of the sea of ​​swords.

"Break it for me!"

The stegosaurus danced, and countless sword lights shot out from the dragon's mouth in the independent sky.

The sea of ​​sword energy swept hundreds of feet, and hundreds of mutated undead were floating in the sea of ​​swords.

Their tail vertebrae and necks became the key targets of attack. After hundreds of penetrations, even the super regeneration ability was useless for birds, and they were directly cut into nothingness.

The sea of ​​swords rolled, the whirlwind dissipated, and the wine sword fairy in the center of the sea of ​​swords was panting heavily.

"At the time of the decisive battle, there is no good wine to add to the fun. It's a pity!"

The Scarlet War has lasted for three days and three nights, and Yaoyang's army has been wiped out.

Inside the mass grave, Li Dazui looked up with difficulty and glanced at the center of the typhoon.

"I don't know how the battle on Xiaobai's side is going. I don't even have the strength to draw circles now, so I can't help you."

"Actually, they are not far from you, you can see them when you look up."

Guo Furong, who was standing on a high place, slowly put down the sniper rifle in her hand, "Because they are fighting in the tornado above your head."

"I know they're in the tornado"

"!!!∑(Дノ)ノ.In a tornado?"

Li Dazui was taken aback, and he looked up sharply, a [-]-meter whirlwind was tearing apart everything. After careful observation, it seemed that there were really two figures fighting in the wind.

Li Dazui opened his mouth wide, his eyes full of shock.

"Fuck. Isn't this too violent?!"

Under the dark sky, two figures stood inside the tornado. The bonfire under their feet was shining brightly, like a monster of flames crawling on the ground. In their ears, the whistling tornado was as deafening as the roar of a giant beast.

The whistling wind blew the blue gown flutteringly. Lin Xiaobai held the shining blade in his hand, the blade was already soaked in blood. With a random wave of his hand, the blood adhering to the blade fell into the dead ground beneath his feet along with the strong wind. In the dark.

On the opposite side of him, the blood on the neck of the Sixiang Lord is rapidly healing.

This is Lin Xiaobai's sixth beheading. Before this, Si Xiang had already experienced the feeling of decapitation five times in a row. Although his psychological quality has always been good, his face is extremely pale now. Looking at Lin Xiaobai Already filled with fear.

Having been beheaded six times by the same person, the peaceful face of the boy in front of him has become a nightmare for the quadruplets.

"Damn. Damn!!!"

Seeing Lin Xiaohuai taking a step forward, Sixiang subconsciously took a few steps back, eyes full of anger and panic, raised the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle, and buckled the launcher again.

He no longer dared to fight Lin Xiaohuai in close quarters. Even though he possessed the elusive [Celestial Silk], he usually claimed to be a melee master, but in front of Lin Xiaohuai, all this was like a joke.

Click-!
The pin buckle didn't shoot out with any elemental power, as if it was stuck, making a weird sound.

Lin Xiaobai narrowed his eyes slightly, and the darkness around him became thicker. The launcher in Lord Yaoyang's hand disintegrated in an instant, as if an invisible fast hand dismantled all its parts in an instant.

As long as it enters the range of the dark field, any hot weapon is like paper to Lin Xiaobai, unable to cause any harm to him.

"Convex (fuck dish f*ck)!!"

Si Xiang cursed angrily, and dropped the Rainstorm Pear Blossom in his hand.

Lin Xiaobai shook his head secretly in his heart.

In terms of soul strength, Sixiang should be an eighth-level lord, but in the final analysis, he is just a fusion of four souls. The power of the four elements is quite powerful, but whether it is combat skills or mentality, they are all the same as the old eighth-level lord. The lord was far away by a hundred and eight thousand miles.

Losing Rainstorm Pear Blossom, if he didn't have [Celestial Silk], he would be a living target that can recover infinitely, without any aggressiveness at all.

With [Celestial Silk], from the perspective of combat danger, he can indeed be regarded as barely stepping into the eighth-level powerhouse, but these silk threads that cannot be discerned by the naked eye do not pose any threat to Lin Xiaobai at all.

As a result, he could only be abused by Lin Xiaohuai, who was 60W less powerful than him.

It is not so easy to kill the opponent after the abuse is over.

Under Sixiang's terrified gaze, Lin Xiaohuai put the straight knife in his left hand into the sheath, and under the suspicious gaze of the other party, he stretched out his hand and pressed it in the void, and a whirling white yang fish appeared.

I saw that Lin Xiaohuai casually pointed, and the rotating yin and yang qi directly wrapped the opponent.

A sense of crisis that had never been seen before emerged, and the black and white Pisces surrounding him just rotated, and the four-faced body became shriveled visible to the naked eye.