The scream of the golden-winged roc woke Tang Xuanming out of his deep thoughts.
He suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky. The golden-winged roc, which was originally suspended in the void thousands of feet above, as small as an ant, suddenly landed.
His screams were filled with resentment and hatred.
"Small and humble human race, today I will taste your flesh and blood, and let you repent for the crimes you have committed in mourning and pain."
Even before the golden-winged roc landed, its powerful spiritual thoughts had already reached Tang Xuanming's mind.
Facing the menacing golden-winged roc, Tang Xuanming straightened his clothes and unsheathed the long sword at his waist.
"Qiang!"
The vigorous sword energy soared into the sky and tore through the void.
Clang!
Unexpectedly, the sword did not pierce the golden-winged roc. A black turtle suddenly appeared on the side of Tang Xuanming, and the tortoise shell hit the side of Tang Xuanming's sword.
Zheng!
The spiritual sword whined, and a slightly invisible crack appeared on the blade.
Under the impact of Tang Xuanming's vast energy and blood and the terrifying tortoise shell, the long sword could no longer hold up.
Bang!
Tang Xuanming stretched out his left palm and collided with a huge turtle claw. The void seemed to tremble. A turtle man as tall as a man stood up and was hit by Tang Xuanming until it rolled like a wheel.
open.
"Xuanwu?"
Tang Xuanming whispered, his eyes a little confused.
That turtle had lived for who knows how many years, and the tortoise shell on its back even condensed patterns like gossip, making it look like an extremely powerful beast.
brush!
Tang Xuanming turned sideways slightly, and the golden-winged roc that rushed down with rapid impact passed him by. The unparalleled impact force tore a huge crack in the ground.
Tang Xuanming seemed to have eyes on his back, and a sword in his backhand.
The powerful sword energy dug out a bottomless black hole in the ground, but the Golden-winged Dapeng dodged it at extremely high speeds and did not really touch the giant bird.
Phew!
Amidst the shrill screams, the golden-winged roc rose into the sky again at great speed, making it clear that it would not collide head-on with Tang Xuanming.
Exploiting the advantage of air superiority to the limit.
"You are indeed strong."
A slightly cold voice sounded behind Tang Xuanming. Tang Xuanming turned around slowly, not caring at all that there was a vicious golden-winged roc staring at him above his head.
The turtle, which is more than a foot tall when standing upright, stands on its two hind legs, which looks a bit weird and ridiculous.
But its momentum was as solid as a mountain, with one leg in front and one behind, and two thick forelimb muscles bulging. If it weren't for his tortoise-like appearance, Tang Xuanming would have even thought he had returned to the Pi tribe and met the hunter.
Team captain.
"What kind of turtle are you?"
Tang Xuanming was a little curious about the race of this turtle, but what Tang Xuanming didn't expect was that the turtle became furious after hearing his words.
"You are the turtle with an inferior race, and I am the underlord."
"Baxia?!"
Tang Xuanming blinked his eyes and looked at the unique Bagua pattern on the tortoise shell. He had some understanding. He smiled and said, "I wonder what level of bloodline Ba Xia has? I heard that you are the son of a dragon?"
"Inferior humans, you are not worthy of mentioning the name of our supreme bloodline. For an inferior race like you, mentioning their names is a slur to them."
A long trident appeared in Ba Xia's hand, and he stared at Tang Xuanming with cold eyes, his words full of contempt and disdain.
But he was not busy attacking Tang Xuanming. Its front paws were hidden behind its back and were still trembling uncontrollably. There was slightly black blood flowing out from the tips of the claws.
Just after it collided with the human being it despised, it was seriously injured. It dominated the demon clan with its strength and defense, but it actually fell into a disadvantage when it collided head-on with a human.
"Your bloodline is noble? Why can't I see it? What I see in you is more of animality and ignorance. If this is what you call an advanced race, then I don't agree with you."
Tang Xuanming spoke slowly and calmly, but Ba Xia's body trembled slightly due to the stimulation, and two streams of white air came out heavily from his nostrils.
However, Tang Xuanming still felt that it was not enough. Looking at Ba Xia's face that was red with anger, he said calmly: "I think it is very good for an advanced race like you to stew soup. It is a very high-end ingredient. I think it should be a great supplement."
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"You deserve to die!"
Ba Xia couldn't bear it any longer. The trident in his hand danced, and the sound of surging waves could be faintly heard between heaven and earth. As the trident approached, Tang Xuanming seemed to see an endless sea surging in front of him.
Clang!
The long sword in his hand vibrated, and Tang Xuanming did not retreat even a step.
On the long sword, the sword energy violently pierced Ba Xia's eyes as big as mung beans.
Bang!
The long sword and the trident crossed each other, and the small cracks that were originally spread almost expanded, and then broke into pieces all over the sky in the face of Ba Xia's ferocious smile.
"I want you to die! Break the sea!"
Ba Xia's face was ferocious, and the trident was about to penetrate the chest of the human race in front of him.
when!
Tang Xuanming, whose long sword was broken, did not show any panic at all. Dragon roars were heard in his heart, and the shadow of a real dragon instantly disappeared into his left hand. He grabbed the trident, and Ba Xia felt as if the trident was suddenly hit.
On the mountain, you can't move.
Opposite it, countless fragments flying in the void flew back as if they were spiritual, and re-condensed into a long sword. The boiling sword energy did not weaken, but became more violent.
Under Ba Xia's stunned gaze, a sword stabbed his chest.
"Do you think I can't stab you to death without a sword?"
Tang Xuanming smiled slightly and said these words calmly.
According to his idea, at this time, he should turn around lightly and ignore Ba Xia's disbelieving look, and the sound of Ba Xia falling to the ground could be heard behind him.
When the matter is over, he brushes off his clothes and leaves, leaving no merit or fame.
But before Tang Xuanming could put it into action, Baxia burst into laughter.
It looked at Tang Xuanming with contempt and said: "Stupid and weak humans, do you think my body bones will be as fragile as pieces of paper like humans?"
Ba Xia proudly puffed up his chest, and the spiritual long sword that Tang Xuanming had re-condensed fell to the ground with a clatter, leaving not even a trace on the white tortoise shell on Ba Xia's chest.
Tang Xuanming's face showed surprise little by little. Ba Xia's defense was indeed a bit unexpected. His sword could pierce through the silver-backed demon ape, but it could only leave a mark on Ba Xia's tortoise shell.
A white spot.
The method of killing the enemy in a cool way and retreating after success failed. Tang Xuanming's originally graceful face suddenly stiffened.
After Baxia felt that he could not be harmed, he sarcastically mocked her mercilessly.
"I've seen a lot of handsome young men like you. Drawing a tiger instead of a dog is a joke to me."