Chapter 347 Kill, kill him!
"Killing my elves master, the crime of destroying the tribe!" Before Simo opened, a ancestor of the elven ancestors furiously said, and he wanted to kill Yang Xiaotian.
Simo stopped the ancestor of the elves. He looked at Yang Xiaotian coldly, as if looking at a ants: "Qinghe City, but did you do it?"
Yang Xiaotian said indifferently: "Yes, the head of his son was stepped on! The people of the elves bombed by me."
The elves tens of millions of troops heard Yang Xiaotian stepped on the head of the young city of Qinghe City, and he was furious.
"kill!"
"Kill him!"
The elf clan tens of millions of troops shouted in unison, and the sound was like the sea, and the murder was hesitant.
A human race dared to kill so many masters of their elves, and the anger in the hearts of all the elves present was ignited in an instant.
Seeing Yang Xiaotian acknowledged, Simo also acknowledged that he did not change his face, and he was also furious.
"Master, I want to blagan him by himself, and ask the adults and His Royal Highness to be graceful and fulfilling!" Haifa stepped forward and said to Simo and Silo.
Simo said, "I can let you kill him by himself, but I want him to suffer from chopping bones and meat!"
This means that Yang Xiaotian died too fast. First cut Yang Xiaotian's meat, then chopped Yang Xiaotian's bones, and then killed Yang Xiaotian!
"Rest assured!" Hai Ba hated: "I will make him suffer from chopping bones and meat again!" Speaking of this, he turned to Yang Xiaotian.
Haiba Zhenyuan urged madly, and his breath skyrocketed, and he was a master of martial arts.
A big knife appeared in his hand, gritted his teeth: "Boy, I cut off your whole body's meat first!" After that, his body flashed, and he knocked on Yang Xiaotian.
Under the pouring of Haiba Zhenyuan, the knife in his hand shot a heavy sword.
The knife broke the heavy air wave and chopped in front of Yang Xiaotian in a blink of an eye.
Looking at the cut -off sword, Yang Xiaotian's face was as usual, but he just reached out, such as the thousands of magic thunders exploded.
Immediately after, Yang Xiaotian flashed in shape and had already come to Haiba.
Haiba looked at Yang Xiaotian in front of him and was shocked. Before the big knife in his hand was cut, Yang Xiaotian's right paw grabbed the opponent's head, and then pressed!
Nourishing.
The whole person's head was pressed into the chest by Yang Xiaotian!
His headless body stood there, holding a big knife in his hand, still making a posture to cut out.
"What!" The elven masters stayed.
Even the Manfang, Silo and even Simo were surprised.
The sea fighter in Wuhuang was actually being killed by this young man!
And there is no resistance at all.
Yang Xiaotian pushed the headless corpse of the sea fighter, and looked at Xiluo coldly: "I heard that you have been the strongest disciple of the elf tribe's martial arts for thousands of years, dare you fight with me?"
As soon as Yang Xiaotian said, Xiluo's face changed.
Before the sea fighter, Silo was afraid that she had already punched it, but now watching the headless body of the sea fighter, Silo would be stunned.
Although he claims to be the strongest disciples of martial arts talents for thousands of years, he is now only powerful.
"Why, dare not?" Yang Xiaotian sneered: "Isn't your elven clan always conscious of being superior?"
"Now, the strongest disciples of the elf tribe for thousands of years have not dared to fight with my teenager?"
"Not even the courage of World War I!"
Yang Xiaotian's words, word by word, beating in the hearts of the elven tens of millions of troops.
Silo was angry, angry and fired.
"How his identity is Prince Xiluo, he is just disdainful of fighting with you a humble bitch!" At this time, among the elves, a master of elves rushed out, and he suddenly stabbed Yang Xiaotian when he was empty.
"You are going to die, I am all you!"
His spear was in the air, and he pierced hundreds of cold points between his breath, like a meteor chasing the moon and stabbed Yang Xiaotian.
The master of the elves is the son of a general of an elf.
It is also one of Siro's men.
The strength is not weak, and it is a sixth emperor.
Looking at the cold spear that came, Yang Xiaotian's face was calm and stood there without moving. It was not until the other spear had pierced in front of him.
When a punch, the heavens and the earth collapse!
The boxing power passed, and the space was like a black fist.
boom!
The boxing power was bombarded above the opponent's spear, and the son of the elven general shot back.
Everyone shocked.
One punch, flying the emperor six!
There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!
"Kill!" Just then, suddenly, in the elves, four figures flew again, and the four attacked Yang Xiaotian at the same time.
All four are masters of the Emperor Emperor!
Looking at the four people who attacked and killed, Yang Xiaotian stood there, flickering, and divided four figures. Each figure blasted at the same time.
boom!
Still a punch!
The four elves who just flew out were bombarded into the tens of millions of troops in the elves.
"What?!" Everyone saw this scene, which was shocked.
At this time, everyone saw that this human teenager was a two -fledged martial arts, but with the Two peak realm of the martial arts, he punched the four elves Wu heavy eight masters!
How terrifying such combat power!
"This is too horrible, is there such a horrible combat power in the world? When did the human race have such a son of horror!" The ancestors of the dwarves were deeply shocked.
It was incredible that a Martial Emperor of the second level could defeat a Martial Emperor of the eighth level, not to mention that he could knock four Martial Emperors of the eighth level away with one punch.
Even the elf ancestors were shocked.
While Xi Luo was shocked, he was also glad that he had not gone out just now.
"Kill!" Immediately afterwards, a group of masters of the elves shouted, and more than a dozen masters of the elves flew out at the same time.
More than a dozen masters of the elves, all of them were Martial Emperors of the tenth level!
Attacked Yang Xiaotian at the same time.
Everyone held their breath.
Everyone looked at Yang Xiaotian, and everyone wanted to know whether Yang Xiaotian could block the attack of more than a dozen masters of the elves this time.
"Chief, should we take action?" An old ancestor of the dwarf tribe asked Man Fang.
More than a dozen Martial Emperors of the tenth level joined forces, and this young man would definitely not be able to stop them.
If they did not help, the other party would die.
It would be a pity for a peerless genius who was so evil in refining weapons and martial arts to die in the hands of the elves.
At this moment, suddenly, a terrifying golden light burst out from Yang Xiaotian.
A super brilliant golden elixir flew out of his body.
When this golden elixir flew out, the world lost all its brilliance.
