Yasi's cold expression, the chilling aura he exuded, and the terrifying lightning bolts around him were a nightmare that Nanyan Zendao would never forget.
Before Nanyan Zendao could recover from his shock, several figures on the ice plains began to move, leaving behind afterimages as they engaged in battle.
"Human flies, go to hell!"
Nanyan Zendao's body had doubled in size. Layers of golden light enveloped his surroundings as he threw out punches. Each of his punches contained the power to destroy the world. The vast ice plains crumbled in an instant.
Yang Xuanzang and Yasi were constantly moving back and forth as they fought him.
Yasi's expression was as cold as ice from the beginning to the end.
On the other hand, Yang Xuanzang was constantly in danger. There were a few times when the punches landed on his body, but at the critical moment, he managed to escape.
The scene of the battle made everyone feel a little out of place.
Nanyan Zendao was a half-step Supreme. Even if there were a few ten-star Thousand Realms Whirling cultivators, he should have been able to deal with them. However, not only was he injured from the sneak attack, but he was also unable to take down these two.
One of the ten-star late-stage Thousand Realms Whirling cultivators was pleasantly surprised. He thought Nanyan Zendao was easy to bully and that he would be able to surround and kill him. He charged over recklessly and brandished his spear as he charged toward Nanyan Zendao.
Yang Xuanzang hurriedly shouted, "Retreat!"
That person shouted, "Don't worry, I'll help you!"
The spear pierced straight toward Nanyan Zendao's vitals.
Yang Xuanzang's expression changed drastically while Yasi's eyes flashed with ridicule.
As soon as the spear arrived in front of Nanyan Zendao, he grabbed it and directly pulled the ten-star late-stage Thousand Realms Whirling cultivator over. Then, he raised his right hand and slapped the ten-star late-stage Thousand Realms Whirling cultivator to death.
Bam!
The spear exploded on the spot and was thrown away like a piece of trash.
"Hiss!" Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air. No one dared to charge forward.
Only then did Nanyan Zendao and the other races regain some confidence. This was the strength of a half-step Supreme!
Meanwhile, the humans also came to their senses. It was not because the half-step Supreme was weak, but because the two people fighting him were not ordinary.
Yang Xuanzang anxiously asked as he fought, "Yasi, can we win?"
Yasi said, "It's difficult."
Yang Xuanzang no longer said anything and lowered his head as he brandished his spear.
Da Mu was once again enraged by their conversation. What did they mean by "difficult"? Wasn't this something that was simply impossible?
He roared furiously and attacked even more fiercely.
In the distance, Mu Xuzi, Bai Yanjun, Ju Tianran, and the others were burning with anxiety. On one hand, they were worried about Yang Xuanzang and Yass, and on the other, they were worried about this enormous battlefield.
Almost all of the elites of Titanic Crescent City were mobilized. If they were defeated, then the city would fall.
At this moment, a sharp gust of wind rushed into the battlefield, heading straight for the huge ice field.
Everyone's heart skipped a beat, and their blood and Qi froze.
Another half-step Supreme Martial Artist!
On the icy plains, Yang Xuanzang and Yasi's expressions changed drastically. That aura was extremely terrifying and violent. It was definitely not human.
The two of them were horrified, but they had the same thought: Run!
In an instant, without thinking about anything else, they quickly fled to the sides.
However, the strange thing was that Damu didn't chase after them. Instead, he stood there with extreme vigilance, his shock not inferior to Yang Xuanzang and Yass'.
That newly appeared half-step Supreme Martial Artist only left a vague shadow in the void before he charged towards Da Mu with a powerful aura.
"Who are you?!"
Da Mu was shocked and furious. This person was a bona fide half-step Supreme Martial Artist, and his strength wasn't below his at all.
Moreover, judging from Yang Xuanzang and Yass' reactions, as well as the aura on this person's body, he was definitely not human.
Da Mu didn't dare to be careless. He drew a circle in front of him with both hands, forming a vast circle to block that attack.
"Boom!"
Two enormous waves of energy exploded from the collision, shaking heaven and earth.
Yang Xuanzang looked over and was stunned. He felt that this new person was somewhat familiar. It wasn't that he knew him, but he had seen this person's appearance before.
The huge circular barrier and that person faced each other in the air.
Da Mu was shocked and furious. "Who are you?!"
That person sneered. "You don't know me, but someone in your race does."
Da Mu asked, "What do you mean?"
That person snorted. "Nothing. You ants from the deep space. Do you think you can do whatever you want just because you have a seat in this world? You don't even put my Ghost Butterfly Race in your eyes. "
Da Mu was shocked. "The Ghost Butterfly Race? The race ranked eighth on the Hundred-Tribe Register?! "
That person sneered. "So you know. How dare you provoke my race even though you know? You deserve to die today!"
Da Mu's forehead was covered in cold sweat. He had been staying in his base ever since he came out from the deep space. How did he offend this person for no reason?
He hurriedly said, "It's a misunderstanding! It must be a misunderstanding! "
That person said coldly, "It can't be a misunderstanding. It's not you who offended me, it's someone from your race! In the minor divine tribulation, that brat dared to stand against my Ghost Butterfly Race. I'll count this debt on you! "
Da Mu's mouth fell open. Of the ten people who entered the minor divine tribulation, more than half were from his Five Dust Race, but all ten of them had died in there. What was going on? No one knew.
Did they really offend the Ghost Butterfly Race?
Cold sweat poured down his back as soon as this thought appeared.
Although they were in the deep space, they knew how terrifying the major races on the Hundred-Tribe Register were.
Although they dared to attack the human race, they didn't have the ability to fight against these terrifying beings.
The two of them didn't hide their conversation at all. Everyone around them heard it clearly.
Even Jia Fei, who was on the battleship, was stunned. His figure flashed and he arrived at the ice area. He clasped his fists and said, "The ten warriors of my clan who entered the Minor God Tribulation are all dead. What happened? We didn't know. If we really offended your race, I'll apologize on their behalf. "
He cupped his fists and bowed deeply.
The Ghost Butterfly Race person snorted coldly. "Do you think death is the end of it? Doesn't that mean anyone will dare to mess with my Ghost Butterfly Race? If you want to apologize, you can take the life of this half-step Supreme! "
His aura rose again and pressed forward.
Da Mu was already injured by Ya Si's sneak attack and fought with Yang Xuanzang for a while. There was no way he could resist this person's pressure. The giant circular barrier began to tremble and looked like it was going to collapse.
He was sweating profusely and cursed the ten people who entered the minor divine tribulation ten thousand times in his heart.
Yang Xuanzang and Nanyan Zendao were so shocked that they couldn't close their mouths. Especially Nanyan Zendao, he felt that the situation was too sudden. Cold sweat rolled down his temples as he glanced at Yang Xuanzang with lingering fear.
Back then, he thought Yang Xuanzang was just playing a prank, disguising himself as a foreign race to leave a bad name. Never in his wildest dreams would he have thought that he would gain something like this today. Is this person really the lucky star of the human race?
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