C548 A beast slave at the ancestral level of the fierce battle

He was moving at an extreme speed!

Instantly, Zhan Tianming's figure moved from the front to the back of the Beast Slave, and he even completed turning around.

The fist struck out with a bang.

Bang!

It directly hit the Beast Slave's back, smashing the latter to the ground like a cannonball.

Rumble rumble rumble!

Smoke and dust flew in all directions, and yellow sand flew everywhere.

A deep crater formed on the ground, but the expected system notification did not come.

"Damn it! actually didn't die? "

Zhan Tianming frowned, he could already feel the tearing pain from his left arm.

Four Secondary, berserk, four times the strength.

The rest of Zhan Tianming's body could still withstand the terrifying power, but his left arm originally already possessed the strength of nineteen dragons, and after increasing four times, the strength was a little too much for his left arm to handle, unless he could find another dragon bone, or he could even use another asura battle arm to strengthen his left arm once more.

But now, he clearly didn't want to get a hold of it.

After killing quite a few people with Beast Clan, Zhan Tianming did not reveal his Asura War Armor again.

As for the Bone of The Dragon, they only knew that one of them had been taken by some force.

Taking advantage of the berserk time that wasn't over, Zhan Tianming struck his palm.

"Proud Dragon Repents!"

"Ding dong!" Triggering double the power! "Activate the garrotte effect!"

"Roar!"

The Ice Fire Dragon Shadow roared out, and directly smashed towards the place where the Beast Slave landed.

Rumble …

Rumble …

A cloud of dust once again shot up into the sky.

However, there was still no system notification, which proved that the Beast Slave was not dead.

Zhan Tianming couldn't care so much anymore, his left hand wielding Proud Dragon Repents while his right hand wielding Ice Heart Sword Art.

Rumble …

Sou sou sou …

Dragon Shadow Dance! The icicles fell like rain.

In a short moment, Zhan Tianming had already used up over a hundred thousand Genuine Essence s worth, and only after the berserk time had ended did he stop.

"Phew …" "Phew …"

Panting slightly, Zhan Tianming stared intently at the smoke and dust that covered the sky.

"Not dead yet? "Damn, could that guy be a Blood Cow?"

Zhan Tianming was almost speechless.

All of these attacks landed on that Ancestral Beast Slave but the other party was not dead yet. As expected of the clan level, he was far from something that the emperor level Beast Slave could compare to.

The speed at which the smoke and dust were swirling about gradually slowed down.

However, the ground below was completely covered. Nothing could be seen with the naked eye.

Zhan Tianming gently closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the Double Jade Ratchet Eye had already opened.

He looked carefully at the rolling smoke.

"Whiz!"

The already tattered Beast Slave used the smoke and dust to fly towards Zhan Tianming.

"Humph!" So it's here! "

Sensing the figure of the Beast Slave, Zhan Tianming took out the Divine Punisher Sword that was once again filled to the brim and waved his hand to slash down.

"Hu Chi!"

Thunder sword energy shot out like a crescent moon.

Pfft!

It landed directly on the Beast Slave's body, but the effect was not great, it only slightly stopped the Beast Slave's flying body for a second.

However, that was enough.

Taking advantage of that one second of opportunity, Zhan Tianming's figure flashed behind the Beast Slave once again.

The Divine Punisher Sword slashed down diagonally.

Pfft!

The sharp sword edge split open the Beast Slave's back, creating a 30 centimeter long wound. Its HP was once again taken away with a string of numbers, but on top of the Beast Slave's head, there was still a long string of numbers.

Zhan Tianming secretly shook his head.

The difficulty of killing this Beast Slave, was probably more than ten times more terrifying than the last time he met that beast sect with Lizard.

The only thing that caused Zhan Tianming to be slightly happy was that the attack power of this Beast Slave was no more than ten times stronger than that of the Lizard Beast Sect.

Otherwise, they wouldn't even have the chance to fight.

However …

Zhan Tianming frowned deeply.

The strength of this Beast Slave made him once again think of that guy named Yin Shaoming. The latter's strength was probably far above this Beast Slave, if he couldn't even defeat this Beast Slave, how could he even talk about fighting with Yin Shaoming.

Fight!

As long as he was alive, he had to kill this Beast Slave first.

There was nothing to stop him.

Waving the Divine Punisher Sword, Zhan Tianming began a close range battle with it.

Whew, whew, whew …

The claws were sharp and domineering.

Clang! Clang! Clang …

Sword light flashed, thunder rumbled …

Li Hunfei and the members of the Dead Souls Mercenary Group he had created were all familiar with the entire Sand Fortress, and with their guidance, Zongzheng Wanyou and her son was temporarily safe.

Their group had already avoided wave after wave of Beast Slave.

If he could not avoid it, he would be killed by the group, but Li Hunfei was also injured.

Moreover, their luck seemed to have run out.

A dozen or so Beast Slave had already discovered them, and one of them was even Ancestral Beast Slave.

"Damn it! If I had taken half a step outside of that realm, I would have broken through to the one star Martial Ancestor. Li Hunfei frowned.

His strength was already at the peak of Nine-star Martial Emperor, and he had even stepped half a foot into the Martial Ancestor Stage.

However, it was almost all bad.

His strength was considered the cream of the crop within the Martial Emperor, but in the face of the Ancestral Beast Slave, he was still lacking a lot.

At this time, Zongzheng Wanyou reached out her hand to the Cosmic Bag at her waist.

"Elder sister, are you going to take that out?" Xiang Er looked at Zongzheng Wanyou.

Zongzheng Wanyou nodded.

At a time like this, she no longer had any choice. After all, the aura coming from that Ancestral Beast Slave was just too strong, and with the addition of the dozen or so other Emperor Beast Slave, their group was already in danger. All of their trump cards needed to be used to protect their lives.

Seeing that Zongzheng Wanyou seemed to still have some other powerful trump card, the few people from Dead Souls Mercenary Group also felt some anticipation.

Zongzheng Wanyou did not delay any longer and quickly took out a puppet that was faintly glowing with seven colors from the Cosmic Bag.

Hellwalker!

This was what Zhan Tianming had given her as defense.

When the Hellwalker appeared, Li Hunfei and the rest were startled, and then overjoyed.

High-grade Soul Puppet!" What a powerful aura! " Li Hun Fei was the first to argue, and at the same time, he was a little astonished in his heart. But when he thought about it, Zong Zhengwen's master was a Saint alchemist who could refine a Mysterious Thunder God Body Pill, so for someone as powerful as him to take out a high-grade Spirit Stage puppet was nothing, right?

"That's great, a high-grade Spirit Stages puppet. This is an existence equivalent to a Martial Ancestor Ranker, we can be saved."

"I never thought that it would actually be a high-grade Spirit Stages puppet!"

At this time, Zongzheng Wanyou also ordered the Hellwalker: "Hu, kill all of those Beast Slave."

Hellwalker's red eyes flashed with a trace of light. After hearing Zongzheng Wanyou's words, he nodded lightly, and then, her gaze swept towards the Beast Slave in the distance.

"Whiz!"

Its enormous body charged straight up.