MM Racing Chapter 253
Chapter 253
The terrifying sword energy rising from the ground is even more terrifying than the means used by the ninth-level peak martial saint!
The former only cuts and compresses space.
The sudden sword energy directly annihilates everything, even space cannot escape the result of annihilation!
Just the overflowing sword energy is to make this space explode completely!
"Not good!" Faced with this terrifying sword energy, even the confidence of the ninth-level peak martial saint can't help but change his face, loosen the space cage that trapped Su Zhanyuan, and quickly dodge.
Buzz!
In just a moment, the attack has arrived.
It passed by the forehead of the alien peak martial saint. If he was a little slower, he would be cut in half!
Looking at the gorgeous sword energy that was still rising, there was a trace of fear in the eyes of the alien peak martial saint: "Who is it!"
He looked at the ground, trying to find the source of the attack.
Although Jian Qi possessed the combat power of a ninth-level martial saint, he was not invincible. He still had the confidence to try.
His sharp eyes searched the land.
At this moment, an old voice sounded faintly, full of vicissitudes and hoarseness: "When did the uncivilized slave race dare to invade our human race?"
"Do you think... you can get rid of the slave mark by just picking up the basic skills?"
'Tap, tap, tap! '
As the voice fell, the eyes of the peak martial saint of the alien race shrank suddenly, and then the space in front of him suddenly twisted.
The space that had just healed was shattered again at this moment!
The space vortex condensed to form a dark and deep space channel!
And inside, there was a tapping sound of a cane hitting the ground, and then an old man with a cane, old and hunched body, slowly walked out.
The old man looked very old, and the skin on his face was almost dried up by the wind, withered, full of wrinkles and age spots!
Walking on the road, he felt like a candle in the wind that could go out at any time!
And it was such an old man who made the pupils of this alien martial saint who was only one step away from breaking through to the semi-god shrink sharply!
His muscles were tense, his breath was flowing, and there was a fear in his eyes.
So strong!
As soon as the old man with crutches walked out of the space channel, he felt that he was being stared at by a human-shaped beast, as if if he dared to move, the beast would rush up and kill him with lightning speed.
"Who are you!" The voice of the deer horn martial saint was deep, with a strong fear.
In front, the space channel was closed, and the old man with crutches stood in the air, without even raising his eyelids, and said indifferently: "Slave, in those days, your race did not even have the qualifications for me to look at you."
Hearing this, the eyes of the Deer Horn Martial Saint condensed instantly, and when he was about to open his mouth to reprimand, he only heard the old man continue.
"Of course, even now... the slave race will not have the qualifications for me to look at you."
"Moreover... you are not worthy of saying a word of nonsense in front of me!"
Boom!
As soon as the old man with crutches finished speaking, he suddenly raised his hand and squeezed the Deer Horn Martial Saint hard under his shocked and horrified eyes!
Bang bang bang!
Countless explosions sounded one after another, and the space around the Deer Horn Martial Saint continued to explode, rushing towards him with the power of annihilating everything. This force almost crushed the Deer Horn Martial Saint to death!
Under such a terrifying force that makes people despair, even a towering and long mountain range will be crushed into dust and dissipated.
The pupils of the Deer Horn Martial Saint suddenly shrank, and the scene of destruction was reflected in his eyes.
"No!!!"
The shrill screams resounded through the sky.
As the power of annihilation dissipated, when the dust settled, the body of the Deer Horn Martial Saint gradually became clear.
When everyone saw his appearance at the moment, their hearts trembled fiercely.
The Deer Horn Martial Saint, who was originally majestic and arrogant, was now in a miserable state, with a pair of antlers on his head broken and incomplete, and no part of his body was intact!
The skin was torn, the flesh was dripping, and the whole body was covered in blood. It looked so miserable!
"Good, so powerful!"
These words were the most real thoughts in the minds of countless people.
The ninth-level peak martial saint has completely stood at the top of martial arts, but at this moment he looks miserable.
How powerful is the person coming!
At this moment, not only did the human army stop to watch the battle, but even the originally fierce alien army was silent at this moment, not daring to move at all!
"Demi-god!" Looking at the old man who was still leaning on the crutches in front of him, the Deer Horn Martial Saint gritted his teeth and said word by word: "You are not from Blue Star!"
There is no way such a strong man will appear on Blue Star!
The opponent's use of the power of space and the hand he usedThe energy fluctuations are all orthodox starry sky skills!
Not from Blue Star?
Upon hearing this, all the human army became stunned.
Who is the other party?
Why would he help them?
Facing the questioning of the Deer Horn Martial Saint, the old man's withered face showed a smile, and he said lightly: "What if it's not?"
"I, under the order of the new king, protect the human race."
"Do you have any objections?"
When he said this, the old man's temperament suddenly changed, from the original gloomy, to sharp, domineering and unquestionable!
He was a servant of the God King back then!
Even though his cultivation was low, he was a trusted servant of the God King!
In those days, even the top-level star-breaking realm masters who ruled dozens of planetary systems had to be polite to him!
This is the temperament that can only be cultivated by seeing strong people!
Moreover, even if he was not a servant of the God King, he was still considered a top-level genius back then!
He has the potential to reach the Star Shattering Realm!
This is not something that these alien races that can hardly even reach the level of demigods can compare to.
New King?
Upon hearing this title, countless human and alien warriors were stunned.
An existence that can be called a king by a powerful demigod.
Could it be a true God of War?
Upon hearing this, the Deer Horn Martial Saint was also shocked, but he quickly calmed down and shouted in a deep voice: "I advise you not to go too far. The chief of our tribe has reached the level of Martial God and will soon enter the battlefield outside the domain. When he does, he will definitely kill you and the people behind you!"
"The human race is finished. Not only does our tribe covet the human race, but even the top forces in the depths of the starry sky have already arrived. We are just clearing the obstacles for them!"
"Are you sure you still want to join the war?"
Faced with his slightly threatening words, the old man's turbid eyes were filled with disdain, as if he didn't take his words to heart.
Among the people present, only Xia Hong and Yang Zhen recognized each other. This was a strong man from the inner world, the chief of the Dongyi tribe!
Who is the new king they are talking about?
The two were covered in wounds, standing side by side. After looking at each other, they dug out the disbelief in each other's eyes.
"Could it be that...they were able to walk out of the God King's ruins because..."
Gurgle!
This answer was too shocking, and they were both a little confused.
Because the Dongyi tribe leader is a demigod!
Will such strong men also submit to others?
And...
As if to verify the two's conjecture, while countless people were still suspicious, several space passages suddenly opened up beside the Dongyi tribe leader in the air in front of the battlefield!
Several terrifying breaths that made people's hair stand on end suddenly burst out from the dark passage!
"We are under the order of the new king to protect the safety of the human race!"
The mighty voice shocked the world, like a thunder in the ancient times, exploding the entire battlefield!
Afterwards, under the almost crazy gazes of billions of alien armies, four old men with strong demigod pressure on their bodies slowly walked out.
"When did you, mere slaves, dare to run wild in the human race's territory?"
After saying this, the old man in the lead looked directly at the Deer Horn Martial Saint with eyes that were so sharp that they almost cut through space, and raised the corners of his mouth in mockery.
"The Celestial Race? When did you become worthy of being called a big shot?"