The Phantom and others all sent signals after their pupils suddenly tightened, suppressing the urge to break through together. At the same time, a group of people turned their attention to Zhou Huaian. Here, only Zhou Huaian and Mo Yan, who were at the peak of the mythology realm, could compete with Cao Shaoqin in the Heavenly Realm.

Niu Dali's face turned pale.

Eight of his own people were lost in one breath, and the remaining two shrimp soldiers and crab generals had completely lost competition and opportunities, and even the chance of survival and breakthrough became very vague.

On the other hand, Cao Shaoqin!

This master of heaven who holds the power of countless life and death in the world killed eight people in every move, but seemed to have done a very inconspicuous trivial thing.

He glanced indifferently at the remaining Zhou Huaian and others, threw away the hilt of the knife in his hand, and two gray-white eyebrows and sword energy soared into the sky:

"Old man Yu Qian's children cannot escape the palm of my Jinyiwei's hand. When the corpses of the two dolls are delivered, I will cut off their heads in front of you and take them back to Beijing, and put them together with Yu Qian's heads."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Huaian and Mo Yan both changed their colors!

Silver Fox kept paying attention to the changes in their expressions from beginning to end, noting the anger deep in their eyes, knowing that these two people could hardly help themselves...

Ready to start.

The silver fox kept gestured to the three of Daozi and the three of them. The three of them looked solemnly and nodded at each other - they knew that once they drew their sword, they would be the time to fight to the death.

The masters of heaven are very sensitive to the qi.

The subtle changes of a group of people attracted Cao Shaoqin's attention for a moment. The latter waved his hand slightly, and the Jinyiwei masters around him suddenly raised the powerful crossbow in their hands.

Hundreds of crossbow arrows immediately locked Zhou Huaian and his group of people!

At the same time, the eighteen masters of mythology realm all unfolded their own momentum! They were condescending and murderous intent!

A Jinyiwei Qianhu quickly walked to Cao Shaoqin, holding a super long black sword in his hands.

choke!!

With a long sound, the sword was unsheathed.

Even in the hot desert, the moment the sword was unsheathed, Zhou Huaian and his group still felt a chill and an unparalleled sharpness from Cao Shaoqin.

The strength of the Heavenly Dao master instantly defeated the fighting spirit and courage that a group of martial arts people had just enjoyed!

A group of people breathed stagnantly.

Although Zhou Huaian and his group did not move, with the movements of the commander of the Jinyiwei, the field still had an unprecedentedly strong smell of gunpowder, and there was a tense atmosphere that was about to break out.

A drop of cold sweat slid down Zhou Huaian's forehead...

drop!

Sweat drips into the yellow sand.

It seemed to cause some strange domino effect, and the sand particles sink, and then, in pieces, soon, as if the entire desert was swaying slightly at this time...

Including Cao Shaoqin, he also felt the desert under his feet sinking rapidly and his mounts sinking.

Yu!!!
Chapter completed!