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Chapter 1518 forced to make a high profile

"I knew this would not make me feel better.

This time I am forced to be high-profile again.”

Seeing these golden flame eagles appearing in front of the road, Bai Yan couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.

I thought that even if the two tribes fought, with the High Priest and the others at the front, even if the Dark Moon Tribe would suffer some losses, they would be able to retreat and reach their so-called Dark Moon Abyss destination.

However, the reality is destined to be much crueler than imagined.

"Why don't you leave yet?

Elder Yuelan originally let you go and gave you a way out, but you didn't cherish it.

It's okay now, I'm afraid it will be difficult to leave."

Just when these golden flame eagles appeared in front, the young men of the Dark Moon tribe who were riding a war beast with Bai Yan looked at Bai Yan and said this.

There was no gloating in his words, but rather regret.

"Uh...well...seeing that your tribe is pretty good, I plan to stay and help you.

Is there anything wrong with saving you from fire and water?"

Bai Yan looked at the totem-filled young man who spoke to him and said with a smile.

However, as soon as these words came out, everyone above the war beasts sneered disdainfully: "Maybe you are stronger than us, but do you want to save my Dark Moon Department?

If I’m not trying to shock you, this is indeed nonsense.”

But since Elder Yuelan just wanted to let you go, let me show you a clear path now.

"If there really is a fight later, you can surrender directly to the Rising Sun Division.

I think you must be from the human race. Some people in the Rising Sun tribe like you with thin skin and tender flesh.

Maybe if you become the pet of a big shot, you can escape the disaster and gain some luck.

For people like you, there is no need for integrity or racial justice, it is always better to live than to die like this."

At this time, the young man from the Dark Moon Department said to Bai Yan again.

Although the words were not very nice, they eventually pointed out a way out for Bai Yan.

This made Bai Yan feel surprised again.

Although only two people said this to him, Bai Yan had already come to a conclusion in his heart. Although the strength of this group of Dark Moon tribe members was not that great, on the whole they had good intentions in their hearts.

I really don't want to kill an innocent person.

Although this kind of personality can easily arouse people's good feelings, it is not suitable for living in this world.

Bai Yan seems to find it a little strange that the Dark Moon Division can survive to this day.

But now that he has revealed his purpose, whether these tribesmen believe it or not, he is going to help.

He smiled and said: "That's all, since I said I would help you today, I will definitely do it.

Maybe I can’t let everyone in your entire tribe reach the Dark Moon Abyss you mentioned safely, but there shouldn’t be much of a problem in protecting most of you who successfully get there.”

Bai Yan smiled and then stood up directly from the battle beast.

At this time, he had no intention of using Bixi's power as soon as he arrived.

Suddenly he took out the long-lost Red Flame Divine Sword in his hand.

Although the two ladies could not lend him their strength, the people from the Rising Sun tribe on the golden flame eagles blocking the front did not reach the imperial level.

He has realized that these are just a group of saints.

And Bai Yan can almost be said to be the strongest saint on the day he became a saint.

Naturally, this group of saints from the Rising Sun Division couldn't stop him.

Immediately, when the young people of the Dark Moon tribe on the back of this war beast were surprised, Bai Yan directly raised his sword and stepped into the air, walking to the opposite side of the golden flame eagles.

"Make way and spare your life!"

The first words Bai Yan said shocked everyone in the Rising Sun and Dark Moon tribes.

The people of the Rising Sun tribe had actually seen Bai Yan's arrival a long time ago, but they didn't take it seriously.

But he never expected that Bai Yan would be so arrogant.

"Haha, when did the Dark Moon Department find such a tender-skinned young man?

But you don't seem to be very strong, but your tone is quite strong.

Give you a chance to reorganize your language.

Otherwise, your beautiful skin may be revealed here today."

A strong man from the Rising Sun tribe who had reached the sixth level of Sainthood and was on top of the golden flame eagle at the front said directly to Bai Yan.

There is also a bit of joking in the tone.

Naturally, he didn't think that a strong man who had become a saint for the second time could stand up to them.

I thought Bai Yan was just resisting in vain when he was in despair.

At this time, another strong man from the Rising Sun tribe smiled and said: "I will capture this guy alive in a while.

There is an elder in our Rising Sun tribe who is very fond of these little fresh meats of the human race.

If we pay tribute to this guy, I'm afraid we will get a lot of benefits."

Hearing this, the leader's eyes lit up again: "Haha, I just remembered it when you said that.

This guy has already reached the second level of becoming a Saint, and I think the Elders will like him even more."

He directly said to Bai Yan: "Just go ahead and capture him, we don't want to hurt you."

"Noisy!"

However, Bai Yan only responded with a sneer to the words of powerful men like the Asahibe.

The next moment, a burst of golden flames suddenly burst out from the red flame sword in his hand.

Then Bai Yan struck forward with his sword in an ordinary manner.

This sword looks ordinary, but in fact it has the hegemonic sword integrated into it.

Bai Yan used all his strength as soon as he came.

At this time, when these strong men from the Rising Sun tribe saw Bai Yan actually playing with fire in front of them, they couldn't help but laugh out loud again:

"I can feel the strong smell of fire element in this guy's offensive.

I didn’t expect that someone would dare to use this kind of power in front of me, the Rising Sun Division, so today I will let you know what the ancestor of the fire attribute power is!"

Seeing Bai Yan's sword energy coming towards him, the leader of the Sixth Rank Saint did not immediately defend himself.

Instead, he laughed out loud.

When the white flame sword energy came, he lightly struck out a fiery palm print.

This palm is filled with the power of the Sixth Transformation of Sainthood.

In his opinion, this palm was enough to destroy Bai Yan's sword energy.

And at the next moment, he is destined to pay a huge price for his arrogance.

"laugh!"

There was only a scoffing sound, and the palm print condensed by the power of flames was directly split into two halves by Bai Yan's sword energy.

Then it dissipated into nothingness.

The sword energy of the domineering sword was slashing towards him with unabated force.

"this!

How is this possible!"

This guy's expression suddenly changed drastically.

He never expected that his offensive would end up in such a vulnerable position when encountering Bai Yan.

But at this time it was too late to make other defenses.

I can only shout:

"Help me!"

As soon as this cry for help came out, the sword energy had already passed through his head.

The next moment, he opened his mouth wide but no sound came out.

Those emperor-level warriors were still fighting, and the tall trees in the dense forest were destroyed by the remaining energy.

But the group of young people behind them fell into silence.

The next moment, a line of blood suddenly appeared between the eyebrows of this strong man from the Rising Sun Division who had entered the sixth level of Sainthood.

Immediately, the entire body was cut in half directly from the middle and fell from the sky.

Even at the same moment, the huge golden flame eagle under his feet was directly cut into two halves.

"Goo!"

At this moment, the only sound left among the young people of the two tribes was the sound of swallowing...

[Author's digression]: 10,000 words delivered


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