Hearing his words, fifty or sixty people started firing at the same time, and their eyes lit up as if they were seeing delicious food.
"Fight with you!"
The previous leader surnamed Huang roared angrily and rushed out with a three-foot sword in hand.
Seeing that the battle was inevitable, Zheng Yaohui, Zu Yu and the others did not hesitate any longer and followed suit.
"Fight it!" tens of thousands of people behind them shouted in unison.
Afterwards, the scene fell into a fight.
Of course, it's not accurate to say they were fighting.
Strictly speaking, it should be a unilateral killing.
Because the combat power of the two sides is not of the same magnitude at all.
Among these fifty-six people, those with the lowest cultivation level are all at the level of the God Emperor.
And here in the City of Angels, the highest cultivation level is only the Ancestral Valley of the sixth-grade God Emperor, so there is no comparison at all.
The middle-aged man in red robe on the other side didn't take any action at all, he just stood aside and watched coldly.
Perhaps for him, these people are not even qualified to let him take action.
puff!
A muffled sound was heard, and the head surnamed Huang was slapped into a ball of blood mist by the blue-haired man.
Then, the blue-haired man dodged into the blood mist and opened his mouth with an expression of enjoyment to catch the blood in the air.
"Master!"
Several elders of that sect cried out in pain at the same time, and then used all their strength to hit the blue-haired man with several powerful blasts of wind.
Boom!
However, what made them despair was that not only could they not move the opponent at all, but they themselves were knocked away.
Before one of them even landed on the ground, the blue-haired man had already dodged to him, then grabbed his arm and twisted it hard.
laugh!
Immediately he saw an arm twisted off by him, and it was bloody and bloody.
"Ah..." The man screamed and fell down.
Bang!
At this time, there was a loud noise not far away, and an old man in the middle stage of the Holy Saint who was seriously injured blew himself up.
However, even the energy of self-destruction only knocks the opponent away a hundred or two hundred meters, and has no other effect.
Boom!
A man who was fighting with Zuyu was swept away by him with his palm. He spurted out a mouthful of blood and then rolled several times on the ground.
"You old man, you have some strength!" The man got up and licked his scarlet mouth.
"Your old guy's blood should be delicious. I will drink it today!"
After saying that, he rushed over again.
"Get out!" Zu Yu roared angrily, raised his hand to form a mark and smashed it over.
Bang!
The man had the cultivation level of a fourth-grade God Emperor and was no match for Zuyu. He was knocked out again just halfway through.
"If you have some ability, give me a try!"
At this moment, an old man on the other side spoke in a deep voice, and at the same time raised his hand and swept towards Zuyu.
The old man had the strength of an eighth-grade divine emperor, and the formation alone made Zuyu feel fearful.
Without any time to think about it, Zu Yu hurriedly dodged to the side.
Bang!
Although he avoided the fatal part, he was still thrown hundreds of meters away.
After hitting the ground hard, the ice beneath him cracked like a spider web.
Zuyu slid forty or fifty meters again and hit an ice pillar, which exploded instantly.
Zuyu then spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed on the ground.
With one move, less than 40% of the combat power was left!
This all depends on him dodging at the critical moment, otherwise, he would have been dead!
