Chapter 1342: Siege of Three Clans(1/2)
Liu Wuxie's speed is neither fast nor slow. Although the space pressure cannot hurt him, it does not mean that there is no pressure at all.
Taihuang's true energy was consumed rapidly, Panwu magic power lit up the stars in his body, and the True Dragon God Art was activated by itself.
The demons took the lead and got closer and closer to Liu Wuxie.
"Liu Wuxie, your death is here."
Several powerful demons attacked Liu Wuxie with one punch.
Their bodies were also suppressed, not as serious as humans.
The rolling demonic energy was like a roaring flood, rolling up the stones on the ground and smashing them down frantically at Liu Wuxie.
"Get out!"
Liu Wuxie was comprehending the magic of the large space, and these demons came over.
The seals are formed with both hands, and the dragon-capturing hand appears.
Turning palms into fists, a terrifying dragon fist appeared in the void, releasing the vast dragon power.
"This Liu Wuxie is so terrible. After being suppressed, he can still burst out with such powerful power."
The human races in the distance were shocked and left the battlefield one after another to avoid being affected.
The fist force is raging, and the scene caused by the heavy space is not so spectacular.
On the contrary, it is like an ordinary person fighting, which can cause some air waves at most.
"boom!"
The dragon fist hit and collided with the demon fists.
The endless ripples, like a ripples, surged towards the surroundings.
Liu Wuxie's body rolled back and fell on a large stone.
The huge body of the demon clan was actually shocked by Liu Wuxie's punch.
This scene fell into the eyes of other demons and showed a solemn look.
"Everyone takes action together!"
The leader of the demon clan spoke, and he could not continue to let Liu Wuxie move forward, so he must block it.
Once he enters the eighth floor, the consequences will be even more unimaginable.
The demon clan is approaching, without powerful air waves, this is the most primitive battle.
With just one punch, Liu Wuxie felt that his true energy had consumed a lot.
After entering the seventh floor, it is no longer suitable for fighting.
"Ho huh huh..."
A burst of roars spewed out from the mouths of the monsters, mixed with the smell of fishy smell, overwhelmingly coming.
Especially the demon clan, on the sixth level, dozens of them were killed by the Ice Sword. Only by killing Liu Wuxie can you take revenge.
"Liu Wuxie, why don't you die obediently."
The leader of the demon clan roared, and several powerful demon clans flew into the four hooves and rushed down towards Liu Wuxie.
Unrivaled!
The surrounding space was powerless.
"die!"
Liu Wuxie disappeared strangely. They underestimated their strength too much.
Facing the flying demon clan, Liu Wuxie did not choose to retreat, but chose to fight head-on.
Raising his fist, a violent force surged out from Liu Wuxie's body.
The world of Taihuang began to roar.
"Bang!"
One man and one beast collided in an instant.
Immediately afterwards, the sound of bone shattering sounded over the seventh floor.
Liu Wuxie's body reversed and returned to his original place.
The demon clan who attacked him exploded his head and was blown up by Liu Wuxie with a punch.
"Shit..."
Standing in the distance, the human race heard a sound of gasping in the air, and was amazed by the punch.
How did he do it? In the seventh floor space, he could punch a demon clan with one punch.
The other demons rushing over suddenly slowed down and were also shocked by Liu Wuxie's punch.
"Impossible, how could your body be stronger than the demon clan?"
Many big monsters showed fear, not as calm as before.
The evil blade lifted up and pointed at the remaining demon clan.
"Don't panic, because he has practiced space techniques, so the pressure is not very high, but his soul must be crushed."
At this time, a Rakshasa tribe stood up and aimed at Liu Wuxie.
After a few words, he woke up all the demons and demons. Liu Wuxie just relied on his body to kill the demons.
As long as everyone chooses to attack remotely, Liu Wuxie will undoubtedly die.
"Rakshasa clan, you are really good at calculating. Let the demon clan and the demon clan take the lead and use me to consume their power so that you can enjoy the success of your Rakshasa clan."
A smile appeared on the corner of Liu Wuxie's mouth. This trick was so wonderful to use.
The Rakshasa tribe has always chosen to fight, with very few casualties, almost no deaths.
However, the demon clan and the demon clan suffered heavy losses.
Liu Wuxie's words made the demons and demons suddenly stop and looked at the Rakshasa clan.
The leader of the Rakshasa clan felt a thrill in his heart.
They did have this idea and use Liu Wuxie to consume the strength of the demon clan and the demon clan, so that they can gain benefits.
Because the IQs of the demon clan and the demon clan are far less than those of the Rakshasa clan.
"Rakshasa clan, you attack!"
The leader of the demon clan shouted loudly and asked the Rakshasa clan to take the lead, and they surrounded Liu Wuxie.
The same is true for the commander of the demon clan, sending flying monsters to drive away the Rakshasa clan and letting them attack Liu Wuxie.
Faced with the pressure of the two major races, the Rakshasa tribe had no choice.
Whether in terms of number of people or overall strength, this generation of Rakshasa tribe is far inferior to the demon tribe and demon tribe.
Mainly, when the Rakshasa tribe was in the underworld, it suffered heavy losses.
Little did they know that all the Rakshasa tribes died at the hands of Liu Wuxie.
On that day, the Nether Clan, the Ghost Clan, the Rakshasa Clan, the Faceless Clan, etc. were all slaughtered by Liu Wuxie.
Since then, the Ghost Clan, the Faceless Clan and the Rakshasa clan have become much more honest.
Especially the Faceless Clan, they reproduce very slowly and can no longer afford to lose.
The Rakshasa tribe had no choice but to force Liu Wuxie step by step.
A smile appeared on the corner of Liu Wuxie's mouth.
In contrast, the pressure of the Rakshasa clan is much lighter than that of the demon clan and the demon clan.
"kill!"
In order to prove its innocence, the Rakshasa tribe had no choice but to take action.
The power of the arrows was greatly weakened, and it was difficult to kill Liu Wuxie due to the suppression of space.
Holding a spear, more than a dozen Rakshasa tribes attacked from all directions.
"Cutting the sky!"
Liu Wuxie's evil blade slashed down and transformed into countless sword lights, covering the sky and the sun.
"not good!"
The Rakshasa tribes realized that something was wrong, and Liu Wuxie's soul power seemed to have not been suppressed much.
The blade was sharp and tear away the resistance of the air and appeared in front of a Rakshasa clan.
The ninth level of Hunyuan is in front of Liu Wuxie, with no resistance.
"Click!"
The closest Rakshasa tribe was slashed open by Liu Wuxie.
To be continued...