2999: C2999 A bitter battle

C2999 A bitter battle

The Dark race leading elder was right.

Everyone could imagine the situation inside, it was good that no one saw it, but if they saw it, what would happen if Liu Xing's body was sliced into pieces?

How would their Holy Maiden survive in the future?

Thus, no one dared to move.

Furthermore, Yang Zhiyu was in her hands, they had shattered their protective shield and Liu Xing could kill him at any time.

Pfft, tsk tsk, tsk tsk tsk...

A sound that sounded like someone was drinking water from their mouth, or licking their lips came out. The sound was quite loud, as if it was on purpose.

"This, this, this …"

Countless cultivator were shocked and reacted, they did not know what to say, but their heartbeats quickened, even though they were afraid that the Spiritual Sense and their eyes could not penetrate the barrier, they still stared at the barrier.

Many female cultivators felt their bodies being overdressed or the weather was too hot and dry. They felt uncomfortable all over and their hearts were in pain.

"AHH!"

Following those voices came Yang Zhiyu's miserable screams.

"No, I have to change my name from now on!"

"I will also be called Ban Ki from now on!"

"Me too …"

"This is too exciting …"

The surrounding male cultivators all swallowed their Saliva s and played with their waists. Their faces were red and their hearts were in extreme pain.

"Save me …"

"of the Dark race, listen up, save me, save me …"

"Save me …"

During the time of the scream, Yang Zhiyu released a furious roar, ordering the Dark race s of the Dark race to attack.

However, the cultivator s all had gloomy expressions, gritted their teeth, and clenched their fists, not daring to move.

Many Cultivator of Dark Race gritted their teeth to the point that they almost shattered.

Each and every one of them swore that when Liu Xing came out later on, they would definitely let him die again.

"Aaah!"

Finally, Yang Zhiyu let out a long and shrill scream.

This blood-curdling screech resounded through the horizon, piercing through the clouds and breaking the rocks.

This scream also made some of the Dark race's young men's tears blur as they ruthlessly slapped themselves.

Following that, Yang Zhiyu continued to scream miserably, but it was no longer a mess.

Along with the sound of impact, he cried out.

Countless cultivator were in complete chaos and had gone completely crazy.

"Bastard, I will tear you into a thousand pieces!" A Cultivator of Dark Race roared.

"I will make you wish you were dead!" Another Cultivator of Dark Race roared.

Many Cultivator of Dark Race roared, their hearts burning with anxiety.

But as time passed, Liu Xing was nowhere to be seen.

Tuoba Lianyi sat paralyzed on the chair, her body was like a pile of mud as she thought to herself: Little Scoundrel, you're really powerful, you can't escape from the palms of my sect, you just wait for me.

An incense stick passed by.

Another incense stick passed by.

An hour passed.

Two hours passed.

Four hours passed.

As time passed, he seemed to have lost all his strength. Furthermore, due to some other reasons, Yang Zhiyu's miserable wails had already changed, turning into a sound similar to "Mmm mmm" and "oh".

"So powerful …"

"Oh my god, worship …"

"Lin Luan, my idol …"

There were many male cultivators, each one more excited than the last, chattering non-stop.

Oh...

Aooo ~ ~ ~

"Aaah!"

Finally, four and an half hours later, the Liu Xing who had been silent all this while suddenly let out an extremely quick and painful scream. Even Yang Zhiyu screamed along with it.

After the two of them cried out, everything quieted down. There were no longer any sounds that could be heard.

Not long after, Liu Xing's voice came out from inside again, "You slut, why are you acting like a pile of mud? Stand still, I'll dress you. He couldn't even stand properly? "Forget it, just rely on me. I'll help you!"

After he finished speaking, there were some rustling sounds coming from inside.

After a while, with a swoosh, the protective shield was put away by Liu Xing.

Inside, on top of that small half of the Arena, Liu Xing stood there, holding Yang Zhiyu who was wearing a set of snow-white clothes in her arms.

Yang Zhiyu was expressionless, his face ashen.

On Arena, there were still spots of blood.

Suddenly, a trace of viciousness appeared in Yang Zhiyu's eyes, she circulated her strength quickly and used both of her palms to smash onto Liu Xing's chest.

Liu Xing was not prepared to dodge, otherwise, he could have easily dodged it.

Bang ~

Two loud sounds rang out, and Liu Xing was flung out, falling onto the ground as he spat out a large mouthful of blood.1

However, Liu Xing immediately somersaulted and flew up. This kind of injury was nothing to him.

"Each of your Ancient sacred site s, count me as one. Listen up, all of you follow my Dark race s and kill him. Otherwise, when Dark race goes all out, he would definitely destroy your Ancient sacred site and not leave even chickens or dogs!"

"Cultivator of Dark Race, listen up, kill him! Dismember his body into tens of thousands of pieces, grind his bones and scatter his ashes! Kill!"

Yang Zhiyu pointed at Tuoba Lianyi and the others and roared, then pointed at Liu Xing and bellowed angrily.

Finished speaking, she flew up to the sky to watch the battle, and conveniently kept the small half of the Arena that was stained with blood.

"Kill!"

Each and every one of them had blood-red eyes, as though their eyes were about to spew fire at any moment. Be it Heavenly Cauldron Expert, or Expert of Creative Realm, or even creator state, all of them unleashed their full strength as they charged towards Liu Xing, surrounding him.

He killed Liu Xing.

"Kill!"

He didn't know if he was shocked by the Holy Maiden of Dark Race, or if he really wanted to kill Liu Xing, Tuoba Lianyi and the other big shots.

"You're courting death!"

Liu Xing's eyes became serious, he was no longer polite, and could no longer suppress the strength he had now. Clenching both fists, he attacked with all his might.

In these four hours, he had completely controlled the power that the Artifact Spirit s of Moon's eighty-first step had given him. He did not know how strong their fighting strength was.

But with so many Expert surrounding and killing him, including the Expert of Creative Realm, he did not dare to be careless, and used all his strength to attack.

If he did not use his full strength, the Creation stage Expert would probably slap him to death just in case there was a problem.

The first 400 Long strength s, the first 420 Long strength s, the middle 440 Long strength s, the middle 460 s, late 480 Long strength s, 500 Long strength s, and finally 550 Long strength s.

Not counting the Expert s at the early stages of Genesis, there were only 600 Long strength s at the early stages of Genesis. Adding them to the dozens of Genesis Expert s in the Dark race, the three great ancient sects' Creation Expert s were really not joking.

Lin Zhi's face was covered in tears as she flew towards Liu Xing first.

With so many Expert killing Liu Xing, she knew that Liu Xing was dead for sure. He didn't know why, but she was dumbstruck and wanted to die together with Liu Xing.

However, her strength was too weak. Several tens of thousands of cultivator s rushed towards Liu Xing, all of them surpassing her, and attacked Liu Xing first.

The ones in the lead were all Genesis and Expert s, followed by Expert of Creative Realm s, and then the Expert of Half-step Creative Realm s.

The scene was in complete chaos as over a thousand powerful attacks of Genesis and higher were launched towards Liu Xing.

If this attack had hit, even peak master in the early stages of Genesis would probably be instantly smashed into pieces.

In the sky, the Holy Maiden of Dark Race was crazily sneering at Liu Xing with an extremely abnormal smile.

She seemed to have already seen the scene of Liu Xing being instantly smashed into pieces.

No, it was the scene where Liu Xing was blasted into a pulp!

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