A majestic voice sounded from a distance, and then a shocking spear light shot out from the horizon, arriving in front of Gui Cai in an instant.
"Bang!"
The gun light was so fast that it directly penetrated Gui Cai's body, and then Gui Cai's body was torn apart and exploded into a ball of blood mist.
"puff……"
The bodies of the Faceless Tribe and the Nightmare Tribe beside Gui Cai were shaken away by the powerful pressure. Although the two powerful men were not attacked by the spear light, they were both shaken to the point of vomiting blood by the aftereffects of the spear light.
"call out!"
On the eastern horizon, a tall figure glowing with golden light appeared.
As soon as this person appeared, the whole world seemed to disappear, and everyone's eyes were involuntarily attracted to him.
He was at least a head taller than Jiang Han. He held a golden spear in his hand, and his body was bathed in golden light. His figure and face were blurred, and his appearance could not be clearly seen.
"King of Northern Shang!"
Three words appeared in Jiang Han's mind. His whole body was trembling slightly, and his soul was also throbbing.
He didn't know this person, but he felt it was him just at the first glance.
The power of this person was beyond Jiang Han's imagination. If the power of Marquis Yanbei and others made Jiang Han feel depressed, this person made Jiang Han feel like he was worshiping him.
God!
That's right, this person felt to Jiang Han like a god, invincible and ridiculously powerful.
"King of Northern Shang!"
Four figures appeared in the western sky. Those four figures were also very blurry. An angry voice sounded: "You dare to kill my people?"
"This king will not only kill your people, but also kill the four of you losers together!"
King Bei Shang's cold voice sounded, and he took two steps forward. His body had reached the four figures, and he raised his gun and stabbed them.
"Boom boom boom!"
Four figures intertwined with that of the Northern Shang King, and all five of them took action.
The space over there actually collapsed piece by piece, and all five powerful men rushed into the void and disappeared.
"Well..."
Jiang Han and many others swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, many people's palms were sweaty, and everyone was nervous inside.
More than fifty years ago, the Northern Shang King fought one against three.
Now that the Northern Sword King is one against four, can he still reproduce his glorious record of the past?
"kill!"
Yan Beihou roared angrily and took the lead in killing a Dao-level expert from the Faceless Clan.
The Northern Shang King has started a war, what else do they have to worry about?
"die--"
A sword appeared in Tianhehou's hand and he rushed forward. Dongtinghou also rushed out. Liyanghou did not take action, but paid attention to the situation around him.
There are quite a few powerful people from the three tribes who have entered the Taoist level. Marquis Liyang did not take action just to prevent the powerful people from the three tribes from sneaking up on Jiang Han and the others.
"kill!"
Huang Quanjun, Fengyi Jun and others all roared and continued to attack the third clan of the Jiudao Peeping Level.
Jiang Han, Lushan Jun and others all took action, and Jiang Han continued to fight the long river of time and space to suppress the ninth level of Peeping Dao here.
"Buzz~"
The space behind Jiang Han fluctuated, and then a sharp claw appeared and suddenly grabbed Jiang Han's back.
Marquis Liyang, who had been motionless, moved. His figure disappeared out of thin air and appeared next to Jiang Han the next second.
A long sword appeared in his hand, and he suddenly slashed at Jiang Han's hand.
The ghost tribe that suddenly appeared quickly retracted its hand, otherwise it would be cut off by Marquis Liyang's sword. Two ghost lights lit up in the ghost tribe's eyes, and the ghost lights disappeared in a flash and disappeared into Jiang Han's body.
"Um?"
Lushan Jun, Tianya Jun and others were shocked. This powerful Taoist from the ghost tribe released a soul attack. Can Jiang Han withstand it?
If Jiang Han dies, is there a risk that the situation will reverse?
Marquis Liyang was furious and stabbed out his long sword continuously. The ghost tribe member was hit by two swords at once and was forced to retreat.
Marquis Liyang had no intention of stopping, and quickly caught up with him, thrusting out his sword crazily.
Lushanjun and others quickly gathered around Jiang Han and carefully observed Jiang Han's situation. Huangquanjun not far away, Fengyijun, looked over nervously and stopped attacking.
Jiang Han closed his eyes after the two rays of light entered his body. After a moment, he opened his eyes and said, "I'm fine, keep killing!"
"Well…"
Huang Quanjun, Fengyi Jun and others were all stunned. Can Jiang Han withstand the soul attack of the Taoist level? Although the ghost clan's soul attack should not be strong, he is a Taoist level strong after all.
"kill--"
Now that Jiang Han was fine, Huang Quanjun, Fengyi Jun and others were relieved and continued to attack fiercely.
Lushanjun, Tianyajun and others were relieved, but they did not dare to relax at all. This was because the three tribes had many people entering the Dao, far more than the few who appeared now.
If there are still Taoist-level experts who appear, they can only rely on their flesh and blood to block Jiang Han.
Whatever comes to mind...
Three powerful auras appeared in the distance, roaring towards this side. The auras were like three mountains, making the people here unable to breathe.
"Hahaha, I'm here too!"
A loud laugh came from the east, and then three figures rushed across the sky. The first one was an old man with long fiery red hair.
"grandfather!"
Fengyi Jun took a look and his face was filled with joy.
Her grandfather Feng Xianhou and others are here. It seems that King Beishang has already prepared and mobilized all the powerful feudal princes in Beishang Realm to fight.
Feng Xianhou glanced at Feng Yijun, a long knife appeared in his hand, and he shouted angrily: "You can kill them all, the three tribes who have entered the Dao are given to us, and there are only three of them, which is not enough for me to kill them alone!
"
"kill!"
The human race is very excited. Fengxianhou is recognized for his strong combat power, and he is a fighting madman. Fengxianhou can fight two or three by himself.
The battle became extremely fierce, especially when the powerful warriors at the Taoist level fought against each other. The power was astonishing. This was a real earth-shattering situation.
Several nearby mountains were shattered by the blast, and the space in the sky was continuously torn apart, revealing cracks hundreds of feet long, which was extremely terrifying.
The Jiudao Jiuzhong of the three tribes are being killed continuously, and more than half of the sixty Jiudao Jiuzhong have been killed.
If the situation cannot be reversed, in half an hour, the Jiudao Peeping Level of the three tribes will all be wiped out.
"call out!"
After a stick of incense, the situation changed.
Three blood-soaked figures rushed out from the void, and the eyes of all the powerful men from all races and the three races immediately swept away.
The three tribes looked at it and were all overjoyed, but the human race was all shocked.
The three clans rushed out together, but there was no sign of King Bei Shang. Could it be that King Bei Shang was killed?
"call out!"
The next moment, a man bathed in golden light rushed out, but the three members of the three tribes flew towards the west without looking back, like three hyenas fleeing...
"Hmm~"
At this moment, everyone in the audience stopped fighting in unison, looking at the man in the sky who was chasing the three powerful men with a spear, and they were all stunned.
King Bei Shang killed one Hedao with one against four? Is he still chasing three Hedao?
Is the Northern Shang King so cruel?
"withdraw!"
An initiate from the ghost tribe roared, and then his body turned into black wind and floated towards the west. The other three tribes' initiates fled in panic.
"escape!"
The Jiudao Jiuzhong below all panicked and fled in all directions. At this moment, the hearts of all the strong men from the three tribes collapsed.
They no longer thought about how to win this battle, but how to protect their interface.
They were afraid that the Northern Shang King would become a murderer and would directly attack their interface and kill all the clansmen in their interface...