The elite Zergs were brutally massacred!

The life of the hang of a picture is hanging on the line!

These scenes not far away naturally could not escape the sight of the Zerg tribe leader. After he knocked away the war god Yang Jian with one blow, his expression was extremely difficult to see.

"You all have to die!"

In the palm of his palm, the remaining dark blue energy was spinning rapidly like a vortex, and the Zerg patriarch's face looked so ferocious.

The war god Yang Jian had a expressionless face and didn't even say a word. A rich and brilliant silver light surged rapidly on his feet, and then his body suddenly trembled.

Um?

His eyes suddenly narrowed, and he looked at the motionless war god Yang Jian, who was facing each other, and a dangerous aura instantly surged into the heart of the Zerg patriarch.

not good!

There was no time to take into account the battle situation around him. After a cold shout, the Zerg clan leader suddenly grabbed the five fingers in his sleeve robe, and with sharp terrifying energy, he slashed hard at a certain space behind him.

Swish!

I saw that the sleeves as hard as steel were passing through the space, and when it was about to reach a certain space, there was a sudden fluctuation.

boom!

Immediately afterwards, a strange figure emerged!

The figure, the iron fist mixed with fierce force, blasted hard at the sleeve robe without hesitation.

The two collided in mid-air!

The dull sound like thunder suddenly resounded, and then a ripples of energy spread out.

Da da da da da!

The Zerg patriarch shook his shoulders and quickly retreated dozens of steps backwards before he could barely remove all the energy.

And that figure was swung with an iron fist, revealing it, and it was the war god Yang Jian who should have been in another direction.

"What a fast speed!"

Looking at the war god Yang Jian who was holding his five fingers tightly, the Zerg patriarch glanced behind him, where the war god Yang Jian was standing just now.

There, the afterimage left by the god of war Yang Jian had dissipated at this moment, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

"how?"

"That won't work?"

The war god Yang Jian glanced at the Zerg patriarch faintly, and a low cold snorted sound came from his throat.

The handprint suddenly changed, and then the third eye in the center of the forehead slowly opened.

A stream of light circling on it, but the introverted and deep aura was afraid to be looked down upon.

Looking at the Zerg patriarch opposite, the fear flashed across his face, the God of War Yang Jian said coldly again.

"This time, it depends on whether you can still withstand it!"

While the sound fell, the god of war Yang Jian no longer gave the Zerg patriarch the slightest time to reply.

The eyes of the soul flashed, and then, amid the faint thunder, his figure disappeared strangely.

Swish!

When it appeared again, the war god Yang Jian had already appeared above the head of the Zerg patriarch.

He clenched his fists, and he shouted loudly, becoming a force of Mount Tai to press the top, cutting through the space and roaring down at the head of the Zerg patriarch.

The attack by the God of War Yang Jian was not at all fancy, but some were just surging and terrifying power, which directly shocked the surrounding space into a vacuum area.

"I'm afraid you won't succeed!"

Looking at the iron fist that was magnifying rapidly in his eyes, a crazy and fierce look appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The energy surged in the sleeves, and while the explosion was blowing, it blasted fiercely towards the war god Yang Jian.

Rumble!

When the Iron Fist was half a meter away from the Zerg tribe, the two collided. The war god Yang Jian trembled and removed all the recoil force from his arm.

"Hmph, overestimate one's own abilities!"

At the same time, he turned into a black shadow, flashing into the Zerg's patriarch like a ghost.

Swish!

The right hand suddenly clenched, his arm trembled strangely, and a strong energy quickly condensed on the fist of the war god Yang Jian.

In an instant, it hit the Zerg patriarch's chest like a sudden surge of force.

"Eye of the Soul!"

A low voice came from the mouth of the war god Yang Jian. When the energy on his fist surged, a strange pillar of light burst out from the third eye in the middle of his forehead.

That terrifying power, even the Zerg leader, as a veteran strong man, was shocked.

Although the punch of the God of War Yang Jian was extremely fierce, it was much weaker than that strange pillar of light.

At such an emergency, the Zerg patriarch chopped his feet hard, and the surging energy in his body, which was like the sea, suddenly adjusted.

But at this moment, he clearly realized that the speed of the energy in his body was slowing down.

The defensive cover that could have been reinforced throughout the body can only condense into a dark blue energy mucus on the chest.

Bang!

The carrier's terrifying fist hit the piece of mucus hard. When the two collided, they only made a slight sound.

The terrifying power on the fist of the God of War Yang Jian quickly dissipated as if it was swallowed.

Um?

Something interesting!

The war god Yang Jian sneered, then his arm twisted suddenly, and the crackling sound of bone collisions quickly came out.

The third eye on his forehead was once again much more powerful on the original basis, strange and dazzling.

With the shock of the war god Yang Jian, a dark force rushed out quickly like a dark tide.

Immediately afterwards, under the blessing of the energy of the light column, the iron fist strangely passed through the layer of slime-like protection.

And it exploded like a bomb on the skin of the Zerg patriarch.

With no way to avoid it, the Zerg patriarch firmly withstood the secret attack of the God of War Yang Jian.

Damn it!!

The head of the Zerg tribe also changed his expression suddenly, his chest shrank, and then suddenly bulged, and a powerful force surged out overwhelmingly.
Chapter completed!