Godsend Douluo

The wild boar king with fangs took the lead, and his ferocious appearance made everyone in the Bingling tribe feel like a war drum beating in their hearts.

Millennium soul beasts are unstoppable by high-level soul masters, and there are not many ordinary great soul masters who are not enough to stick their teeth together.

No matter how strong Chen Zuo was, he still couldn't escape the restrictions of the great soul master. Even with the suppression of his IQ, he could barely hold on for a while at most. The hundreds of soul beasts behind the wild boar king were not for display.

"Brother Ye, it's already this time, don't you want to reveal your strength?"

A slightly complaining voice floated out of Chen Zuo's mouth.

The Bingling tribe has no way out. If there is no strong help tonight, turning into a handful of dust is the last way back.

Standing side by side, Ye Wen couldn't help but smile.

Of course he knew that the Bingling Tribe was powerless to stop such a beast horde, they might collapse in just one encounter, their numbers and strength were not at the same level, and their demise was only a matter of time.

"I originally wanted you to exercise your muscles and bones, but after thinking about it, you'd better stand here and don't move. This fur is quite expensive, and it doesn't look good and is worthless if it's dirty."

Tightening the fox fur on Sydney's body, Ye Wen said with concern.

At this time, the Fanged Boar King was only fifty feet away from the Bingling tribe.

The twenty or so tribesmen who guarded the tribe stared at the wild boar king, all of them were covered with sweat. The sweat atomized and condensed together, which made the originally bright and deep night sky feel a little more ethereal.

"You go, I'll watch here."

Sydney watched Ye Wen and said softly.

Most women are emotional, and they all have a relatively vulnerable side. This is true for even the most powerful women.

Now she felt that the deepest heartstrings in her heart were being plucked.

He should be worried that my clothes will be stained with blood, right?

It feels good to have someone care.

Ye Wen didn't expect that his little concern could move Sydney so much.

If you know, you will probably just laugh.

The weak lack calcium, the strong lack love, and the stronger she is, the more she lacks.

The water vapor in the air is getting thicker and thicker, and even has some peculiar smell.

The reason for this situation is of course that the water on the bodies of the twenty or so young and old men of the Ice Plain Tribe evaporated crazily, and the Fanged Boar King was only twenty feet away from the stone castle.

All the sweat glands on their bodies were running crazily, and just a dozen or so people had created this small spectacle.

The distance of 70 meters may only take one or two breaths for this thousand-year-old soul beast. In the next second, someone from the Bingling tribe may die. At this moment, Ye Wen said to Chen Zuo I spoke.

"Borrow the sword and use it!"

"Ok?"

"Cang!"

The long sword tightly held by Chen Zuo came out of his body instantly, but it was not him who held the sword, but Ye Wen.

The long sword is forged from refined steel, not soft, not tough, not sharp, the only feature is that it is hard enough to not break easily.

He flicked the blade lightly, and there was a muffled sound, and those who heard it frowned.

"The sword is kind of rubbish, but it doesn't matter to me."

With the long sword in his hand, Ye Wen, who was originally a man who seemed to be laughing and laughing, suddenly changed his temperament, and a murderous aura enveloped the entire radius. Before Chen Zuo and the people from the Bingling Tribe could react, Ye Wen had already loosened his arms around Sydney The arm, the half body rotated, and the right hand holding the sword was thrown towards the direction of the beast tide.

The moment the long sword was released, layers of sonic booms exploded in the air, and then subconsciously covering their ears, Chen Zuo, Chen Zixin, and everyone in the Bingling tribe saw a meteor-like sword light passing directly through the Fanged Boar King's body. The head, smashed in the middle of the beast tide in the rain of blood!

boom! !

Just like a small-equivalent TNT explosion, a second after the long sword smashed into the herd of beasts, it caused a violent explosion. The iron flakes and shards of snow were splashed, and a dozen or so spirit beasts that were close were affected on the spot. hit hard!

Throwing out an iron sword casually, instantly killed a thousand-year-old soul beast, and seriously injured more than a dozen ten-year-old soul beasts!

Chen Zuo, who originally only thought that one of Ye Wen and Xueli was the Soul Lord, trembled with his upper and lower lips and said:

"This... this is impossible!"

This sword, he didn't feel the fluctuation of soul power, how could it be so powerful?

He would rather believe that this is an illusion!

Chen Zixin and everyone in the tribe didn't think too much about it. They cheered loudly when they saw the Fanged Wild Boar King being decapitated by a sword owl. No one thought that this young man who passed by the Bingling tribe today would be so powerful!

"There are still some minions left, I will deal with them, you guys come down in a minute to clean up the battlefield."

Ye Wen snatched the scabbard from Chen's left hand, tiptoed across the air for a distance of more than ten meters, and came to the top of the herd of beasts that had fallen into chaos due to the sudden death of the Fanged Wild Boar King.

To be honest, if Chen Zuo and the others were not so weak, he wouldn't even be bothered to kill these spirit beasts that are generally only ten years old.

What a shame!

The scabbard was tapped downward, and the two frozen demon wolves fell down immediately.

It's too weak, and there's no sense of accomplishment at all in killing it!

Shaking his head, Ye Wen slapped out his empty left hand, and five sword qi filled with soul power rushed out from between his fingers, piercing through several stupid wild boars with fangs in an instant.

This wild boar's mouth is so smelly, it made him sick to death.

Just after killing a few ugly wild boars, a few ice rabbits ran into them in a panic.

The scabbard swept across, and there were a few more dead rabbits on the ground.

"Don't think that if you are Xiao Wu's close relatives, I will be polite to you, and you still want to touch Lao Tzu?"

Ye Wen was on this stone castle where the big bullied the small, and the Ice Ling tribe, more than [-] young and old men also stared dumbfounded at the fallen soul beasts in front of them, feeling that their worldview was gradually collapsing.

When did soul beasts become so easy to kill?Just like pinching a chicken to catch a dog?

Chen Zuo couldn't control it anymore, he rubbed his hands next to Xueli and asked in a low voice, "Um cough...this...Xueli, what is the realm of Brother Ye? I can't see it at all even after looking at it for a long time?"

Hearing the words, Xueli glanced at the red-faced Chen Zuo rather strangely, thinking, aren't you talking nonsense?

Firstly, he didn't open the martial soul, and secondly, he didn't reveal the soul ring, you can see that it's strange.

"I can't tell. You can ask him when he comes back."

Sydney curled her lips and directly rejected the question.

Do you believe me if I say he is the soul king?

Let me tell you that he can still beat me, a soul sage, do you believe me?

Not to mention the backward land of the Northern Ice Field, even if you went to the Central Continent where there are many talented people, no one would believe you if you told them that such a young boy is a soul king. .

"Do you think I look like a fool?"

"If you don't like it, get out!"