Chapter 728

The Charm Race was an abnormal existence in this world. Any Charm Professional was basically a top-notch expert, and there were no weaklings in their race. Of course, there were very few Charm Race in this world, and they were a very mysterious race. It was rare to see them, but there were three of them in front of them, and each of them was extremely powerful. Just the strength of these three people was enough to suppress thousands of Heavenly Spirits Race members.

Guo Shier shouted again, "Hurry up!"

Most of the Heavenly Spirits Race members were trembling in fear, but not all of them were. An expert wearing royal armor had just arrived. His royal armor was nine meters tall, and he was a very famous expert of the Heavenly Spirits Race. With this set of royal armor obtained from the ruins, he had an important position in the Heavenly Spirits Race and was also one of the leaders of this group of people.

Ba Sirong was extremely unhappy. He had just come out of the underground ruins when he received news that his people had been defeated, and many experts of the race had died. He hurried to the city center square and saw four people shouting at low altitude. With a slight movement of his hands, a light shield appeared in his left hand, followed by a strange shining longsword in his right hand. He walked over step by step and asked, "Who are you? Why did you kill my people?"

Guo Shier couldn't help but laugh. A guy who didn't understand the situation had come. He asked, "Are you a high-ranking member of the Heavenly Spirits Race?"

Ba Sirong walked over step by step, and every step he took caused a tremor on the ground. He stared at Guo Shier and said, "Answer me! Why did you kill my people! "

Guo Shier ignored him and turned his head to ask, "Big Brother Li Ran, Sister Zhen, who did it?"

Qi Wuzhen wasn't interested. She said, "You two brothers can choose yourselves. I'm not interested in such a weak person!"

Li Ran smiled and said, "Alright, alright, Shier, the weapon in his hand is a light blade commonly used in the universe. It's quite powerful, you can try it."

Guo Shier smiled bitterly. "Sigh, you're all lazy. I'm the most diligent. I'll do it, I'll do it …" Since Big Brother and Big Sister didn't want to do it, he could only do it himself. He couldn't let Sershilin do it, right?

As soon as he decided to make a move, Guo Shier's aura immediately changed. The moon blade fell into his hand and instantly expanded into a long saber. Countless runes flowed on the blade as he slowly moved forward to meet the attack. He had a general understanding of the royal armor, and the feeling of fear had basically disappeared.

He had a general understanding of the royal armor, and the feeling had basically disappeared. It was foolish to dwell on this issue at this time. They had already killed so many members of the Heavenly Spirits Clan. No matter who started the fight, at this point, it was either you die or I die. Moreover, it was the Heavenly Spirits Clan that started the fight. This person didn't seem to understand the situation, so he didn't bother explaining.

As expected, Guo Shier's reply infuriated Ba Sirong. He shouted, "Since you dare to kill my clansmen, you can forget about leaving. Leave the corpses here!"

Sershilin couldn't help but laugh. She looked at Ba Sirong with a sorrowful expression and thought, "This person is a fool, probably used to being arrogant …" She thought of her past self and couldn't help but be vigilant. In a situation where she didn't know the opponent's strength, she had to be careful, or she wouldn't even know how she died.

"Don't kill him," Li Ran said from behind. "We need a captive, and this person fits the requirements."

Guo Shier said, "I'll try." He wasn't confident. If the royal armor was used well, he might not be able to capture the other party. He didn't find it difficult to kill the other party, but capturing them was difficult. The few members of the Heavenly Spirit Clan wearing the royal armor had all been killed with incomparable speed, and they hadn't been entangled with the other party. In other words, before the other party could display their strength, he had already killed or seriously injured them.

Ba Sirong approached the four of them. The royal armor couldn't fly high and could only move around near the ground. At most, it could fly up to a hundred meters high, and then it would be useless. The four of them were flying in the air, about two to three hundred meters above the ground, so Ba Sirong shouted in a deep voice, "Come down! All of you come down! "

The other members of the Heavenly Spirit Clan weren't as clueless as Ba Sirong. They had all seen the abnormal strength of these people, but unfortunately, more than half of the people wearing the royal armor were dead or injured. Those who were still alive were hiding far away, and no one came to warn Ba Sirong. They just watched as Ba Sirong ignorantly and fearlessly provoked these great experts.

Guo Shier shook his head and pounced down with his crescent blade.

Li Ran looked back at the void worms and found that they were getting closer. He couldn't help but remind, "Shier, finish the battle quickly, don't delay. If you really can't catch him, kill him!" They didn't have time to waste here.

Guo Shier agreed in the midst of his busy schedule.

As soon as Guo Shier moved, Ba Sirong knew it was bad. The information from the royal armor told him that Guo Shier's speed was too fast, and the locking device of the royal armor couldn't lock on to the opponent. He suddenly felt as if he was facing a great enemy. After all, he was one of the experts of the Heavenly Spirit Clan, and he wasn't someone who didn't have any experience. He immediately took a defensive stance, and at the same time, activated the greatest defense of the royal armor.

Ba Sirong suddenly stomped on the ground, and with a loud bang, he leaped into the air, heading towards Guo Shier, who was pouncing down.

Guo Shier wanted to clash head-on with his opponent, and so did Ba Sirong, so the two of them attacked in mid-air.

Ba Sirong had great confidence in his light blade, and Guo Shier was also very confident in his crescent blade.

Ding … Whoosh …

Boom …

Everyone from the Heavenly Spirit Clan could clearly see that this small person had actually forcibly chopped the nine-meter-tall royal armor into the air, and thrown it at least a few hundred meters away, drawing a very beautiful arc. Ba Sirong's roar made the people from the Heavenly Spirit Clan tremble uncontrollably.

How could Guo Shier let go of such a good opportunity? He immediately pounced over, and crazily chopped out his crescent blade in mid-air. He was in a very good mood at this time. The opponent's light blade was indeed impressive, and it could actually withstand the forceful chop of the crescent blade without being damaged. However, such a huge force was transmitted to the royal armor. Even though the royal armor was powered by energy, it couldn't withstand such a huge force, and was thrown out in an instant.

After seven or eight consecutive slashes, Ba Sirong hadn't even completed the arc of the throw when he was forcibly chopped down from the air to the ground. With a loud bang, he ruthlessly smashed onto the ground, forming a large pit in the plaza. The light blade in his hand had also completely collapsed. Guo Shier whistled as he pounced over from the air, and the crescent blade in his hand expanded to ten meters long. He could be heard shouting, "Die!" In his excitement, he had forgotten everything else.

Li Ran couldn't help but shout, "Leave him alive!"

Qi Wuzhen giggled and said, "This little fellow is going crazy again."

Hearing this, Guo Shier became slightly more clear-headed. However, he could no longer hold back, and he didn't want to either. It would be disadvantageous for him to hold back at this time, so he continued to chop out with all his might.

Ba Sirong roared. He also knew that this was a matter of life and death, and he frantically raised his left hand. His light blade had already been destroyed by Guo Shier, and all that was left was the light shield in his hand. In an instant, he poured all the energy of the royal armor into the light shield. He was very clear that if he couldn't block it, he would end up being split in two.

Boom! Crack!

Ba Sirong shrank into a ball. It was not easy for a nine-meter-tall royal armor to shrink into a ball. He hid under the light shield, and the entire light shield shone brightly. At that moment, if Guo Shier's crescent blade did not hit the light shield, the entire light shield would explode by itself, because the energy input had reached its limit.

The crescent blade hit the light shield, and a dazzling light burst out from both sides at the same time, giving off an earth-shattering sound. Immediately after, the light shield made a cracking sound and completely collapsed. In an instant, countless light spots splashed everywhere, and the light shield was completely destroyed. However, Ba Sirong had escaped and was not killed by the crescent blade.

Guo Shier raised the crescent blade and was about to chop again, but he suddenly remembered that he had to keep the captive alive. If the blade continued, Ba Sirong would have almost no hope of survival. Ba Sirong also understood this principle. He closed his eyes in despair, waiting for death to come.

The crescent blade stopped in front of Ba Sirong, and with a wave of Guo Shier's hand, the crescent blade disappeared, and a huge palm suddenly fell, smashing into Ba Sirong's body. Countless runes circled around Guo Shier's body, and then poured into the palm, turning into huge palms and fists, which ruthlessly smashed into Ba Sirong's body. A rumbling sound resounded through the entire ancient city, and every member of the Heavenly Spirit Clan who saw this scene could not help but tremble.

After a violent beating, the royal armor on Ba Sirong's body began to shatter.

In a few minutes, Guo Shier had smashed the royal armor to pieces, revealing Ba Sirong inside. That guy was much thinner and weaker than Guo Shi 'er, and there was a world of difference in their strength. When Ba Sirong's royal armor shattered, not to mention Guo Shier, even Serxlyn could easily kill him.

Grabbing Ba Sirong by the neck, Guo Shier pulled him out of the pit, and suddenly threw him forward. Ba Sirong rolled a few times on the ground, lying on his stomach and vomiting. The violent beating just now was like riding a roller coaster seventeen or eighteen times, and his whole body was dizzy.

Li Ran walked over, stretched out his hand, and a string of runes quickly formed a not too big palm, which dragged Ba Sirong over like a dead dog. He asked, "Are you a high-ranking leader of the Heavenly Spirit Clan?"

Ba Sirong suddenly opened his mouth, and a mouthful of red and green stuff sprayed out. How could Li Ran be hit? The illusory palm nimbly turned around, and with a slap, the vomit was sent flying back. Ba Sirong's face immediately blossomed, and the vomit sprayed on his face, making it look very beautiful.

Qi Wuzhen could not help but curse, "So disgusting!"

Serxlyn turned around, she also could not look at such a disgusting thing.

Guo Shier shook his head, and said, "He will wake up after a few slaps, he is still dizzy."

Li Ran raised his hand slightly, and the illusory palm made of runes fiercely slapped Ba Sirong's face, and with a series of crackling sounds, Ba Sirong's head shook like a rattle drum.

The pitiful Ba Sirong could not resist at all, but this series of slaps finally woke him up. His face began to swell, and very soon, it looked like a pig's head. He vaguely begged for mercy, "Don't … don't … don't … don't … I, uh … I, I, I am … I am the clan's … Gao … Gao …" He forcefully swallowed a mouthful of saliva and continued, "… I, I am a high ranking … I am, am … an elder …"

Guo Shier looked back, and reminded, "Brother Li Ran, we need to hurry up..."

Li Ran also looked back. Qi Wuzhen simply flew up into the sky to observe, and soon she landed, saying, "At most ten minutes... No matter what the result is, we must leave!"

The few of them spoke in the common language of the World of Runes, which was different from the local common language, so the Heavenly Spirit Clan could not understand them at all.

Li Ran turned his gaze to Ba Sirong, and Ba Sirong could not help but shiver.