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Chapter 9 Fierce Battle

Everyone around was shocked. For many people, it was too late to stop them, but no one moved. Caesar's eyes flashed, but Mars's majestic body was faintly standing in front of him, and it seemed too late to snatch it out.

Noihara Hiju sneered, neither stood up nor dodged. An antique sheathed sword was placed horizontally on her thigh. At this moment, it stood up like a poisonous snake. The first strike, the tip of the scabbard was on the slashing micro-curved sword, and the knife could not be cut down. The second strike, the scabbard hit the chest of the fox guards like lightning. The guard was blood-red and staggered back. The third strike, the scabbard went down and hit the guard's right leg bent. He bent his right knee and knelt down. At this time, there were three red ball arcs on the body of the cat clan king, and someone was already whispering: "The most powerful skill of the fighting player in the Assassin's inheritance against a single body - the tiger attack."

The assassin heritage is divided into three categories: fighter, trap master and shadow warrior. The fighter series has powerful energy gathering and fighting skills. Through multiple strikes, it accumulates powerful power and is released instantly. The tiger attack is limited to single-body attacks, but the damage of the accumulation of power is extremely terrifying. The guard of the fox clan knelt on one knee, and his eyes were already equal to the king of the cat clan. When everyone thought it would be fine to teach this rash guard a lesson, Noihara Hiju said coldly: "I allow you to die in my eyes."

Her body was swelling red, and the tiger attacks were gathering energy at the same time. The terrifying force was released from the scabbard and slapped the head of the fox guards with a whistling sound. A crisp explosion sounded. The head and most of the upper body of the fox guards were directly shattered by the terrifying force. The scattered blood and broken bones were spread all over the floor in a fan shape, dyeing the luxurious blanket in the middle into blood. Noihara Hiju was not stained with any blood. She snorted coldly and took back the long knife in her hand.

Looking at half of the body that was constantly spraying blood, the body was still twitching. The officials present were all the powerful leaders of the Beast Tribe, and they all killed people. However, there were not many such desolate ways to die, and they all felt inexplicably cold.

"You!" Yakumo Zi was furious and killed the fox guards in front of the mother king. The way of death was so miserable. How could she bear this breath? A trace of lightning flashed in her eyes. The power of lightning turned into the power of the mind. The swords in the hands of the fox guards behind her were all out of their hands and shot towards Noihara. This was the spiritual transmission of the electric shock, which was the most suitable for sneak attack. She took a step and teleported to the left of Noihara. A ball of lightning was practicing dancing wildly in her hand. Originally, the first priority of the casting profession was to keep a proper distance when facing the physics profession. However, there were other rich masters from various races here. The electric spells, known for range killing, were not suitable for long-distance combat, so she had to take this predicament.

Noihara Hiju swung his long sword again to knock down the swords that were shot down one by one. However, the next moment, panic lightning shot from the right. The speed of lightning was so fast that it was not too late to return to the knife block. The Cat tribe girl supported the table in front of her and flew up. The lightning roared, blasting a big hole in the place where she was sitting. Yakumo Zi was in power and was unforgivable. With a wave of her hands, more than a dozen charge bombs shining with white lightning slowly emerged, and slowly circled around her. With a finger of her slender hand, more than a dozen charge bombs drifted through countless wonderful arcs and surrounded Noihara Hiju from all directions. Yakumo Zi felt angry when she thought of the tragic death of the tribe. It was merciless to take action. It would be even better if she could kill this hateful woman.

"Do you wild girl want to die?" Unexpectedly, he was beaten by someone. Noihara Hiju was also furious. Looking at the charging bullet surrounding her, she snorted coldly, stretched out her hand and wiped it out. Dozens of sharp leaf blades flew out of the inventory, with a strange light sound. These leaf blades seemed to be supported by the power in the dark, flying around Noihara Hiju. As soon as there was a charging bullet, the leaf blade rushed forward, cut it skillfully, instantly destroying the magic structure of the charging bullet, and knocking it into a diffuse light.

"Blade Shield! This is the combat skill of Shadow Warrior! She has inherited the complete inheritance of the assassin!" A rich chief said in a striking voice. Everyone looked surprised and shocked. Their surprise was not a fuss. The orcs' body structure is different from humans. The seven professions that build a skill tree based on human souls are not very suitable for orc inheritance. After ten thousand years, orcs have reproduced in the north. Most of them can only learn single-category professions from generation to generation. The Temple of War also records that there are only hundreds of orcs who have obtained a complete inheritance of professions in the past ten thousand years, and most of them are Saint Seiya. Of course, although the seven professions are open to humans, they still have doubts and defenses about orcs. It is simply a dream to learn their complete inheritance of professions.

But it is true that the tiger strike at the beginning was a fighting skill, and the blade shield is now inherited from the Shadow Warrior. This female hero from the cat tribe is only seventeen years old this year, and she has already reached the complete assassin inheritance! How popular is this!

"Stupid girl, you are seeking death by yourself!" Noihara Hiju said with a grim voice. She stretched out her hand and made the same mistake. Dozens of blade blades on the blade shield flew towards Yakumo Zi. Although Yakumo Zi was a little surprised, she was not panicked. She retreated back and appeared silently on the other side of the tent. She could communicate with the space without using the electric elements. She did.

"Is it only electric shock that can help you understand the power of space?" A cold voice appeared in her ears.

The sixth-level combat skill of the Assassin Fighter, Flying Dragon in the Sky! The final combat skill that can launch a deadly raid across the space! Yasuo Zi looked back and saw that the woman from the cat tribe was three steps away from her, holding her knife in her left hand and holding the hilt in her right hand.

"Kang!" The sound of gold and iron sounded roaring, and a cold light suddenly came out of the sheath, and the cold light hit Yayun Zi's neck!

"You are looking for death!" A thunderous shout mixed with the shocking power. It was the roar of the Saint Seiya shouting. Of course, he would not watch his sister suffer losses. He picked up the cold iron desk table in front of Mars and smashed it at Noihara. The wind roared, and the wind pressure from the desk table made everyone breathe. Noihara's face changed and pulled away quickly. There was a loud bang. The desk table tore the carpet and smashed the platinum stone slabs that laid the entire meeting place. It was more than one meter deep in the ground. Caesar did not give up and jumped directly to the cold iron desk table. The cold iron desk table weighing thousands of pounds in the ground was lifted up by him. He was as relaxed as carrying a piece of rotten wood. He rushed to the retreating Noihara Hiju, who was smashing the head with a big killer weapon in his hand, and was about to smash the other party into a pancake.

"Stop! Be rude!" At the critical moment, Mars shouted loudly and blocked Noihara's body, and punched the cold iron table. A loud banging sound of the tympanic membrane brought out a series of roars. The scattered air waves blew the fire on the surrounding fire frames. The extremely hard cold iron table only had time to let out a painful moan, and then burst. The two unparalleled forces confronted directly destroyed all the structures. The integrated table directly turned into a tiny powder that was thinner than quicksand, which made everyone swallow.

...The people in the Temple of War are all very perverts.

"The twenty-three clans were originally a family, and they all had the general name of the beast clan. Why did they fight around?" Mars said the scene, but no one refuted it. Dilina waved her hand, and the guards understood and dragged the corpses on the ground. There was a smell of blood in the air, but no one cared about it. The beast clan respected strength, and there was basically no other law in the tribe except killing people to pay for their lives. For the glory and dignity of the leaders and tribes, the tribe members even regarded this only law as nonsense.

"I think it's too late today, and the rich and powerful are tired too. Today is over. The council will be held at noon tomorrow. You can rest early, so I won't send it to you." The queen of the fox clan said lightly.
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