The sound was heard as if it had pierced everything, and even as if the power of the sky was condensed, echoing in the ears of these fighters, causing a roar to whirlpool in their ear curtains. And under this roar, a thick pressure burst out in the air, and spreading around with the masked man as the center. In an instant, an energy fluctuation seemed to cover the entire battlefield. In an instant, it seemed to shock everyone's souls, causing their bodies to stop and their consciousness to appear in a trance.

He focused his eyes on Mu Zhen and Ma Hui, and a cold light oozed out of his eyes. When he looked, it was even more terrifying than what was oozing out from the bow and arrows in Mu Zhen and Ma Hui's hands. When people looked at it, a terrifying person appeared.

Before his body touched Mu Zhen and Ma Hui's bodies, a breath spread out. This breath made Mu Zhen and Ma Hui's breathing slightly rapid, because this breath made them clearly know that this person's strength was at least in the last stage of the Soul Xuan Realm, or even more.

But at this moment they didn't have time to speculate, nor did they know that the crisis could not allow them to think too much. With the arrival of this man, their bodies suddenly made a muffled sound under the control of their thoughts. At the same time, the soul behind them flashed and replaced it with the transparent arc circle that appeared outside their bodies, becoming a layer of protection for them!

The man wearing a mask stepped on the void. The void shook quickly as his footsteps moved. Erhun and Jinghong not far away could also see this scene, felt the pressure of this aura, and looked shocked.

"I didn't expect that this powerful person would appear in this Seven Evil Tribe. It was incredible."

Jing Hong's heart was shocked, as if rolling. When he showed shock in his eyes, he had already seen this person approaching Mu Zhen and Ma Hui's bodies. As soon as he approached, the power burst out from his body directly forced them to take a few steps back. Then, he suddenly waved his hand and slapped Mu Zhen and Ma Hui.

With this slap, a crack in space immediately hit in front of his palm. In this crack, a powerful force burst out and turned into a huge palm phantom, with strong power, heading towards Mu Zhen and Ma Hui.

The phantom of the palm hit the protective light curtain in front of Mu Zhen and Ma Hui. The light curtain suddenly creaked and then shattered. At this moment, Mu Zhen and Ma Hui raised the bows and arrows in their hands together and stood on their chests, forming a second layer of protection!

"Bang!"

Almost the moment the bow and arrow in their hands blocked their chests, the arrow suddenly exploded. With the spread of the energy after wave, the bow and arrow in their hands suddenly broke. Under the banging sound, a wave from the phantom of the palm hit Mu Zhen and Ma Hui, causing them to groan. While a look of pain appeared on their faces, a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out, and their bodies rolled back in the air, and finally fell into the soil with blood flowing, struggling hard.

At the same time, the masked man waved his palm to the warriors of the Yunhe Tribe on the ground. When this palm was swung out, another huge palm phantom suddenly appeared, with a violent force, suddenly swung to the crowd, causing the people of the Yunhe Tribe to quickly disperse, the palm phantom suddenly hit the soil and made a strong explosion. When the soil splashed, a huge deep pit appeared at the impact. In the explosion, the fluctuations of a force directly affected those who had not yet escaped too far, causing them to scream and roll them back.

This scene once again made the tribes of the opposite Yunhe tribe feel hot again. Under this scorching heat, they screamed and fought with Yunhe tribe again, bringing the battle to a high point again.

Jing Hong's body trembled, and a stronger horror appeared in his eyes. He looked at the masked man again and had a blend of his eyes. With this blending, an inexplicable crisis that came to his face suddenly gathered, causing him to subconsciously hold the bow and arrow in his hand. A breath suddenly emanated from the bow and arrow, as if it was impacting the void and squeezed a crack.

"The middle stage of Soul Mystery Realm is not bad, but my goal, next one, is you!"

Although Jing Hong was trembling inside, his steps did not retreat at all at this moment. A kind of arrogance still appeared between his eyebrows. This arrogance belonged to his cultivation level in the middle stage of the Soul Profound Realm. Taking a step forward, Jing Hong's eyes were filled with a strong fighting spirit. He suddenly pulled the bowstring in his hand and looked at the other party, and said in a deep voice: "My next target is also you!"

After the words fell, Jinghong took a step forward, jumped up, and the bow and arrow in his hand suddenly pulled the bow string and made a buzzing sound. When it echoed in the sky, the sharp arrow above the bow string was like a gathering of the power of the sky from all directions. He raised it in front of his chest, his eyes were like a torch, revealing a sharp look, pointing at the man wearing a mask, his body emitted a faint white light. From a distance, he looked like a sacred hunter aiming at his prey.

The masked man was suspended in the air, standing with his hands behind his back, looking at Jing Hong in front of him, as if he was ignoring, and did not make any move. He just stood like this, knowing that the sharp arrow in Jing Hong's hand was roaring out, bursting out a powerful force, and was only ten meters away from him. Even at this moment, under the control of Jing Hong's thoughts, it turned into a giant python and had a big mouth, as if to swallow everything, the masked man suddenly paused and his palm suddenly waved forward.

With this wave, a strong pressure suddenly burst out from his body. Under this pressure, a dazzling light emanated from his body, like a dazzling star in the void. In the palm of his palm, a light appeared. The halo instantly transformed and instantly turned into a transparent light curtain, blocking him in front of him.

"boom!"

Almost the moment the light curtain appeared, the sharp arrow had already hit the light curtain. A roar echoed. In this echo, when the aftermath of the energy wave dissipated, in front of the mask, where the palm was swung out, the sharp arrow hit the light curtain at this moment, as if there was a fire sputtering, but at this moment it stopped outside the light curtain and could not continue to move forward.

"The magic is very good, but your cultivation is not enough!"

The mask suddenly snorted coldly, and his fingers were clenched tightly. With this clench, a fist suddenly formed, causing the sharp arrow that stayed outside the light curtain to break. While the sharp arrow broke, he clenched his fist and, in the horror in Jing Hong's eyes, he punched Jing Hong's place.

Almost in a moment, just after his words fell, his body suddenly approached Jing Hong's body. It was so fast that before Jing Hong could react, he felt a muffled pain in his chest. Under this muffled pain, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and a blood-colored hole suddenly appeared in the place where the pain was emitted!

Erhun, who was not far away, saw this scene and heard Jing Hong's hissing. His voice trembled, and his eyes were filled with horror. His cultivation level exploded. When he growled, he quickly headed towards Jing Hong and caught Jing Hong's body in the air. At this moment, he finally understood that the appearance of this person had determined the outcome of this battle.

"Retreat! Everyone!"

Erhun hugged Jinghong's body, listened to Jinghong's rapid breathing, and felt his body twitching. A dead aura quickly rose from Jinghong's body. He roared below, and his cultivation exploded. He rushed to the place of Yunhe tribe at his own speed.

As his deep shout fell, the people from the Yunhe Tribe on the ground retreated desperately one by one. While retreating, they had no time to pay attention to the dead soldiers. At this moment, the other party's strength had completely collapsed their last line of defense, causing them to flee wildly.

"Kill, kill them into their Yunhe tribe!"

At the same time, in the air, the patriarch of the Black Wind Tribe roared with his old but powerful voice. The sound fell, and the more powerful murderous intent suddenly appeared in the eyes of all the tribes, crazily chasing these people from the Yunhe Tribe.

Until they escaped back to the Yunhe tribe, there were only two thousand warriors left at this moment!

The pursuit of the warriors was almost killed.

The expression of the soul seemed extremely painful. He placed Jing Hong's body on the wooden bed in front of Wan Lao's wooden house. At this moment, the people from the Yunhe Tribe were surrounded by people from the Yunhe Tribe. They all looked dim. In their opinion, cultivators like Jing Hong in the middle stage of the Soul Xuan Realm have all been defeated, and the Yunhe Tribe has basically fallen to a large part.

At this moment, Jinghong had already fallen into a coma. Old Wan was healing his wounds. The patriarch on the side looked extremely solemn and said, "Old Wan, is there any danger in Jinghong?"

Old Wan took a deep breath, looked at the clan leader, and said with a look of melancholy, "Fortunately, his cultivation is not bad, otherwise this attack would be enough to take his life. He was just temporarily unconscious at this moment, but even if he woke up, he would not be able to participate in the war in the near future. The protective layer you set up in the Yunhe Tribe will still be shattered by them after a long time."

"The only way to do the following is this. Does Mr. Wan have any good solutions?" asked the patriarch.

Old Wan shook his head, raised a smile on the corner of his mouth, and bitterness appeared in his smile, and said, "No."

"Clan leader, has Deacon Jing Yu not come out of seclusion yet? Perhaps Deacon Jing Yu can save our Yunhe tribe!"
Chapter completed!