C4646 Death-death-death-death-healing
The Saroman Serpent Clan had turned into a huge body of a snake, as they charged towards Little Lion to kill him. They were good at sneak attacks and killing, and wherever they went, the grass that was more than two meters tall would get bent and split apart.
Amongst these warriors, there were at least seven to eight third level of the Wu Ni Realm. The remaining people were all at the second level of the Wu Ni Realm.
The sharp teeth were wantonly wanton, making him look extremely ferocious and terrifying.
"No matter what, we can't let them escape this time. Let's attack them together and capture them first!"
Their eyes were filled with sternness, as though they were looking down on Little Lion, and looking down on him.
"Brother Little Lion, we..." Lin Zisu was extremely worried.
"Stay on my back and deal with these guys. I'm not a problem, as long as you can last until Brother Yan comes."
Little Lion was full of the will to fight, he was not afraid at all.
He thought to himself, even if I'm surrounded, I can't keep fighting. I can't continue to break out of the encirclement. He suddenly opened his huge mouth, and directly spat out a mouthful of Raging Flames True Sun Flame, rushing forward.
His entire body was covered in golden hair, and it was also extremely tall. He was able to directly compare all of these source Snake Tribe martial artists with him.
Little Lion looked abnormally powerful and ferocious. After all, he was able to kill even the fourth stage of the Wu Ni Realm, let alone them. It was just that he did not want to kill these people unless he was forced to.
Roar! Roar!
Little Lion roared, releasing a furious roar, he rushed forward again, the blazing flames instantly forced the Snake Tribe warriors who were in front to retreat.
Little Lion faced the gale and started sprinting forward. He was tyrannical and imposing like a rainbow, his focus was only on rushing forward, converging towards Long Yan.
Charge!
His strength was simply too strong. At this moment, a giant snake with the third level of the Wu Ni Realm was rushing towards Little Lion, attacking him ferociously.
However, when Little Lion caught hold of him, he pinned him to the ground, preventing him from moving at all, and then, abruptly flung him behind himself.
Bang bang! He smashed into the group of snakes behind him, opening up a gap, Little Lion rushed forward recklessly.
"Chase, chase. Even if we can't besiege him, as long as we follow him, his whereabouts will be under our control."
The Saroman Snakes let out a shriek as they continued to chase behind. Their advantage was once again revealed. With the help of this grass patch, they were all flying at a high speed twenty meters in the sky.
No matter where they went, as long as they followed Little Lion closely, they would not need to be afraid, and would also have to report to their elders at any time.
Little Lion realized that no matter how fast he was, he wouldn't be able to shake them off. These despicable fellows, if it wasn't for Hua Yutong, Little Lion would probably have started a massacre to kill them all.
Little Lion could tell that they did not plan to fight him head on, but chose to follow behind, as though they were waiting for their rankers.
"It seems that we can't get rid of them in such a short time. If this goes on, sooner or later, we'll be caught by their experts."
Little Lion was extremely furious, his anger was rising. He had finally escaped from the danger of death and killed the Snake Dowager, but now he was in a desperate situation again.
No matter how Little Lion changed his position, these fellows still managed to catch up to him. This time, they had thoroughly angered Little Lion.
"Su'er, if we continue like this, it is very likely that our seniors will arrive first before us if we don't meet Brother Yan and the rest. Then it will be bad, in order to survive I can only kill them, kill them or else when their seniors arrive, even if Brother Yan comes, it will be useless!"
In order to live, Little Lion didn't care about those things anymore.
Kill!
Little Lion suddenly turned around and then leaped into the air. The gigantic Golden Flame Lion opened its mouth and spewed out scorching flames that directly fused with his divine power.
"Raging Flames True Sun — Burning Heaven!"2
Little Lion roared, he had gone completely mad. In the midst of choosing between life and death, he would naturally choose to let himself and Lin Zisu live.
With a loud bang, the huge flame formed into a huge fireball and exploded with a loud bang, transforming into at least a hundred flaming lions that surrounded the snake-type beasts.
Little Lion ruthlessly controlled the Fire Lions to start biting and tearing at these Snake-People, but even more of them were burnt.
As for Little Lion himself, he hid within the flames and started killing crazily towards them. Usually, the weaker ones would become his targets first.
Amongst them, three of the Snake Tribe warriors who were at the second level of the Wu Ni Realm were directly torn apart by Little Lion with his lion claws, their heads instantly crushed.
Boom!
His body was badly mangled, and his lion claw was incomparably tough. When it came to true slaughter, it instantly killed three martial artists. He had transformed into a fierce lion, and was extremely powerful.
His next target was another Naga Tribe martial practitioner who was standing not far away. He suddenly rushed towards him.
"Not good, this lion is attacking us. He actually disregarded Aunty Hua Yutong's face and started killing. Everyone must be careful. We have united. We cannot fight him alone or he will destroy us one by one."
"Is your face more important than our lives? All of you, go and die!" Little Lion crazily roared.
These fellows were only trying to stall Little Lion until the elders arrived, but they weren't sure if they could hold on until then.
With a loud bang, Little Lion's giant steel claws once again smashed apart the head of a huge snake, pressing him down on the ground and frantically rubbing and wiping him.
This time, the Sharal clan warriors were truly frightened. After being slightly shocked for a moment, they quickly reacted and continued to kill towards Little Lion.
Little Lion did not try to dodge it at all, he turned exceptionally fierce. In the midst of fighting, he also reminded himself that he must not become bewitched, he needed to protect his own woman, and he also needed to live to see Long Yan.
The massacre spread throughout the sky, and Little Lion's eyes became red from killing, he became berserk, like a fierce tiger descending the mountain, it was a completely overwhelming massacre, causing the opponent to be unable to retaliate at all, the reek of blood filled the air, the stench of blood permeating the air.
Just like that, Little Lion had already seen more than ten gigantic snakes being killed on the ground. When the remaining fellows saw Little Lion just killing like that, they finally realised how terrifying he was.
However, they would not retreat. Someone shouted, "Kill, kill! We, the Snake Tribe, cannot let anyone see us. Use all of our power to kill so many of us.
This was the spirit of the Snake Tribe. Their unity and killing intent shocked many other demon clan members and made them difficult to deal with. They had used their lives to delay Little Lion.
"Kill them! Kill them all! We can't be merciful either!"
All of a sudden, the Naga Tribe warriors had also become high-spirited and crazy.
At the end of the massacre, there were still seven martial artists at the third level and six martial artists at the peak of the second level.
Thirteen Naga Tribe warriors, however, had already treated Little Lion to the point of facing death. Especially when they thought about how their ancestor's Roman Divine Flame had been devoured by Little Lion, the huge humiliation made them even more crazy.
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