"Get out!" Accompanied by the cold voice of the strong God Race, the night beasts that besieged them retreated like a tide, making a series of uneasy and frightening hisses, not daring to stop at all.
He stood in the air, with a pair of cold eyes glowing with cold light, looking at Lin Fei.
"Little Marquis, this God Race monk is difficult to deal with." Black Iron said in a deep voice, standing next to Lin Fei, "I will fight against the enemy with you!"
What he said was actually quite euphemistic.
Not only is it difficult to deal with, it is simply ridiculously strong!
With one against three, the three beast leaders were killed. Even the last one had no hope of escaping, and was directly beheaded by a blade.
Neither Lin Fei nor God Race made any rash moves, they were observing and assessing each other's situation.
The God Race strong men suffered heavy casualties. Apart from him, two of the three Upper Spirit strong men were killed and one was injured. The surviving multi-eyed strong men were extremely seriously injured. It was unclear whether they would survive, but they definitely had no fighting ability at the moment.
The God Race strong man's armor was also in disrepair, with many wounds, and gleaming white blood seeping out of it. But his aura was still there, and he was able to kill powerful enemies with him, just like the undefeated god of war. His burly figure stood in the air, with a strong sense of oppression.
"Are there many strong people of God Race's level?" Lin Fei asked in a deep voice.
Black Iron immediately frowned and said, "No, little Marquis, that's not the case. The power of God Race is reflected in the combination of its special technology and personal force system. It is extremely rare for a single person's force to reach this level."
He paused and said solemnly, "I suspect that he may be a reserve Sanctuary warrior."
Reserve Sanctuary Samurai!
The supreme honor of God Race is to become a member of Sanctuary.
A God Race strong person in the Earth Spirit realm may not be qualified to become a Sanctuary warrior; but as a Sanctuary warrior, it definitely means that he is a Earth Spirit strong person!
The reserve Sanctuary warriors are the few ten who were finally selected from Upper Spirit after constant competition. They were baptized and canonized by the Holy Lord himself, and it was determined that when they reach the Earth Spirit realm, they will be qualified to become real Sanctuary warriors.
Although the reserve Sanctuary warrior may not be able to actually log into Sanctuary, it is a manifestation of strength and glory, proving that he is the elite in the entire God Race.
Thinking of this, Lin Fei's lips curved into a sneer, his eyes burning, as if he had seen the most satisfying prey.
Gene devour!
There is no doubt about the power of God Race's life factor, let alone the best among them? If it can have such a powerful physical body, Lin Fei can be regarded as making up for its current fatal shortcomings.
God Race The strong man held up the double-ended light blades in his hands and said with a cold expression, "Arcanist, you will pay the price for your actions that angered me."
Lin Fei Holding it in the air, the scepter suddenly floated up and held it in his palm with a "pop" sound, "Stop talking nonsense and come on."
At this time, the troops on both sides had stayed away from each other, for fear of being affected by the battle between powerful men at this level.
God Race A cold light flashed in the eyes of the strong man, and he stepped hard, causing the space under his feet to twist.
"Boom--"
White divine light burst out from his whole body, falling in the air like a meteor, holding the handle of the knife vertically with both hands, and stabbed Lin Fei's head with the force of thunder.
Jump chop!
Lin Fei cast the lightness technique and Wind-Riding Technique on himself, and moved aside like lightning.
The arcane energy and mental power that he had previously reserved were just for this moment, and he naturally would not be stingy at all.
And Black Iron's expression changed even more, and he suddenly rushed to the side.
"Boom!"
God Race With one blow from the strong man, a majestic energy turned into a plasma storm, destroying everything around him. One end of the blade in his hand had already sunk into the ground, and a semicircular depression with a radius of 100 meters was formed around him.
Black Iron Cold sweat has broken out on his forehead. If he had been deceived by the light blade in his hand before and thought that the destructiveness of this blow was only reflected in the blade, he would probably not die but be seriously injured at this moment.
God Race The strong man sneered, and the surrounding plasma gathered like a stream and merged into the light blade in his hand.
Lin Fei put down Gu Xiaoyu behind him and pushed directly to A Xing without even looking back. He only contained murderous intent and uttered one cold word. "Kill!"
He and Black Iron both put on layers of arcane shields, and then launched a fierce offensive against the strong God Race.
God Race Strong men are obviously different from arcanists and are better at close combat.
As an arcanist, Black Iron naturally wanted to distance himself and win through long-range arcane strikes. But God Race was too powerful. The light blade in his hand destroyed all kinds of arcane spells. His speed and power were ridiculously fast, and he attacked him like lightning.
From the moment the strong God Race approached, Black Iron was tired of dealing with it and was entangled to death, making it difficult to distance itself.
Fortunately, he was not fighting alone, otherwise he might not be able to hold on for long before he would be killed by the light blade.
The scepter in Lin Fei's hand was left behind by his predecessor Feiyun Hou. It is stronger than imagined. Coupled with his profound knowledge of stick skills, he shines even more in close combat.
The energy storm raged in the field, swords, sticks and shadows intertwined like a curtain, and the energy swept across.
Many monks looked at this scene in shock, and found that their spiritual senses could not keep up with their movements, leaving behind large afterimages. They had to rely on the information processing capabilities of the sea of consciousness to deduce what had just happened.
God Race The strong man performs a roundabout slash, dodging, leaping, and flowing with ease. He seems to be holding a light wheel, attacking from various incredible angles, with unparalleled sharpness.
The most thrilling one was when the whistling and circling light blade sliced through Black Iron's mask, leaving a bone-deep injury on his face.
If Lin Fei hadn't kicked him away, his head would have been severed on the spot.
Black Iron's reaction was also extremely quick. Taking advantage of the distance, he cooperated with Lin Fei, and together they used telekinesis barriers, and crashed into the strong God Race with a violent force that crushed everything.
God Race The strong man sneered, and the muscles all over his body expanded exaggeratedly, as if they were about to explode.
He clenched the light blade with both hands, lowered his center of gravity, and suddenly held the light blade in front of him.
"Bang--"
With a muffled sound, God Race, the strong man's arms sank back, and veins popped out all over his body.
The invisible barrier of mental power struck violently, and even though God Race was as strong as Mount Tai and still maintained such a posture, he was eventually pushed back.
His three-clawed feet plowed the ground into two ravines more than three feet deep and tens of meters long.
When the telepathy barrier dissipated, God Race, a strong man, rushed out like a stream of light, tightly clenching the light blade in his hand, and even his arms trembled from the excessive exertion. The majestic and surging energy trembled, rushing towards his arms crazily, squeezing and filling them with high density, as if his arms might explode at any time.
Charge up and slash!