Not to mention the existence of the wolf army, just one saint-level strongman is enough to destroy the entire Tauren tribe. The Tauren clan has no chance.
"The Minotaur clan must be destroyed!" The saint-level strongman of the Werewolf clan was suspended in mid-air, scanning the Minotaurs with a stern gaze, and shouted in a cold voice like a god, while a series of terrifying energy storms were centered on him.
After gathering together, the wolf clan and other major groups that were originally fighting against the tauren clan retreated one after another.
Feeling the terrifying aura emanating from the energy storms, Blood Hooves and others were in despair. They could not resist the terrifying attacks at all.
"Destroy, Storm Blade!" The saint-level strongman of the werewolf clan shouted coldly. As he spoke, energy storms were shot towards the tauren clan. The rapid rotation was like a storm with countless sharp blades in it. Once it was involved in the tauren clan,
Among the human clan, they will definitely mince everyone like a meat grinder.
Just as a group of tauren were about to be strangled by the storm blade, a huge black cylindrical object suddenly appeared out of the sky and blocked the energy storm.
"Boom, boom, boom!" The energy storm bombarded the dark cylinder, and the terrifying anti-storm blades continued to strangle the dark cylinder. You must know that these storm blades are condensed from the power of law, and are not comparable to ordinary wind blades.
Even steel can be easily ground into powder.
However, what everyone present found hard to believe was that such a terrifying energy storm was not able to crush the dark cylinder in front of them, or even leave a slash mark on it. This made the saint-level warriors of the werewolf clan stunned.
Then a strong greed arose deep in his heart.
It can survive the attack of the storm blade intact. Regardless of the level of this jet-black cylindrical weapon, the material alone is enough to make the heart of a saint-level powerhouse move.
Unfortunately, before the werewolf saint-level expert could take possession of the jet-black cylinder, the huge jet-black cylinder swung and smashed towards him, breaking through the storm blade.
The face of the werewolf saint-level powerhouse changed drastically. The sudden situation completely exceeded his expectations. However, he was a saint-level powerhouse after all, so he quickly reacted. The domain power expanded rapidly, blocking the path of the black column attack.
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"Boom!" A deafening roar sounded, and the entire sky was shaking violently, as if the sky was about to collapse. Both the tauren and the werewolves below were all shaken by the impact of the bombardment and fell to the ground. They all looked towards each other in horror.
Evacuate from a distance for fear of being affected by the battle.
The saint-level werewolf who was holding up his domain in mid-air was still thrown away by the huge black column. Although he was not injured, it was enough to make his expression change drastically.
The huge dark cylinder shrank quickly and turned into a totem pole with various patterns in the blink of an eye. The owner of the totem pole was Li Batian, who was standing in human form.
"My lord, it's my lord, my lord is back." Seeing Li Batian emerging in mid-air, a group of tauren shouted excitedly, their eyes full of admiration and excitement, and Xue Hoof and others even grew a new look.
In other words, they worked hard to wait until Li Batian arrived.
Compared to the excited Tauren clan, the Saint-level strongman of the Werewolf clan in mid-air was very angry. He could tell at a glance that Li Batian had not broken through to the Saint-level. He had just been suppressed by a Semi-Saint.
This made him feel angry.
"You are looking for death." The saint-level strongman of the werewolf clan shouted angrily. As he spoke, the power of law surged, and the storm surged again, turning into a huge sword in mid-air.
"Hmph, today is the perfect time to show off your authority." Staring at the saint-level strongman of the werewolf clan opposite, Li Batian's lips showed a hint of coldness, and the power of the stars surged in his body.
The Bull Demon Qingtian Divine Skill was used with all his strength. His figure, which was not originally huge, expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye. At the same time, the totem pole in his hand also grew rapidly. In the blink of an eye, he transformed into a huge one.
The totem pole in the hand of the terrifying giant bear also turned into a huge jet black cylinder.
The changes in Li Batian's body shape did not surprise the wolf saint-level strongman. For a strong man of his level, the change in body shape is no longer a concern. He can also increase his body shape to Li Batian's.
To the extent of the sky, it is just that doing so has no effect, but will affect one's own flexibility.
Therefore, he was a little dismissive of the changes in Li Batian's figure. In his opinion, Li Batian was a weakling, and this would only make him die faster.
"Go to hell!" The saint-level strongman of the werewolf clan shouted coldly, and with a wave of his hand, the condensed storm blade turned into a sword and slashed towards Li Batian.
The huge sword was no less than Li Batian's stature. Once hit, the power of the extremely compressed storm blade could definitely cut him in two.
After performing the moves, the saint-level warrior of the werewolf clan was almost ready for victory. In his opinion, even if Li Batian had this strange totem pole, he still could not withstand the attack of the Storm Knife.
Even if you don't die, you will be seriously injured.
"Open it!" A deafening roar sounded, and the huge totem pole was like Optimus Prime. As Li Batian swung with all his strength, it hit the Storm Knife heavily, and the terrifying power shook the surrounding air.
Distortion occurred, and in the horrified gaze of the werewolf saint-level powerhouse, cracks appeared on the solid storm knife.
"How is it possible!" The saint-level strongman of the werewolf tribe exclaimed. He couldn't believe that the situation in front of him was such that the storm knife could not withstand it.
He didn't know that the totem pole in Li Batian's hand was an artifact from ancient times. It could not exert its full power now. The smashing property alone was enough to make the Storm Blade unable to withstand it and was blasted with huge force.
broken.
Immediately afterwards, the totem pole hit the territory of the werewolf saint-level powerhouse again, slamming it to the ground and blasting a large hole in the ground.
After one blow, Li Batian did not stop. The huge totem pole in his hand hit the pothole like a storm. Every blow contained terrifying power. The astonishing destructive power completely destroyed the ground, and the ground shook violently.
Like an earthquake.
By the time Li Batian stopped, the originally flat land had been destroyed to a terrible state. In his sight, there was a huge hole in the earth. Looking from above, it looked like a black hole. It was not only huge but also deep.
At the end of the day, the terrifying power shocked everyone present.
Just when they were shocked and unable to recover from the previous battle, Li Batian waved the sky-breaking wings behind his back, and his body turned into starlight and disappeared into the sky. (To be continued.)
