"Roar, roar!"

The terrifying roar was like a chorus, turning into waves of sound, hovering over the entire courtyard. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

One by one, the huge beasts turned into a rushing tide of beasts, and under the sound of footsteps that shook the ground, they pounced in the direction of Fangli one after another.

Looking at the herd of beasts that seemed to be surging beasts, Fang Li seemed to be about to challenge the surging black waves, and he was alone, lifting his dagger.

Until a raging crocodile opened its huge mouth full of rough fangs, jumped high, and bit down fiercely at Fang Li's head.

"Whew!"

The silver light flashed, cutting through the waves of air.

The cold sword light lit up again, and it met the huge mouth that tore down.

"Poof!"

Under the rapid slash, the sword light that pierced the sky cut the giant crocodile's bite in half.

Black mist, like blood foam, erupted from the mouth of the giant crocodile.

"Bang---!"

Before the beast's howl of pain sounded, Fang Li's kick suddenly landed on the crocodile whose mouth had been cut off, and in the muffled sound, the huge crocodile turned into a bullet and crashed into the rushing beast tide.

The herd of beasts that had originally surged to Fangli like a tide was immediately separated by the corpse of the crocodile that flew upside down, and it was a chaos.

At this moment, Fang Li's figure suddenly flashed, swept forward, and rushed straight into the chaotic herd of beasts.

The killing began.

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

The roar of the beast kept ringing out.

As if enraged, the huge beasts pounced on the humans who rushed into the herd with a furious rage, as if they did not allow their prey to be presumptuous.

However, in the completely chaotic herd of beasts, Fang Li's figure was like a wandering ghost, like a phantom, shuttling through the crowded herd of beasts that should not be able to move freely.

The sharp blade in his hand, under the moonlight-like arc shadow, turned into a sword light and sword shadow, dancing in all directions.

"Puff-p

With a crisp slashing sound, one after another the huge beasts were cut in half by the sword light that slashed across their bodies.

No blood splattered.

There is no broken body thrown off.

The beasts that had been stabbed in two by the sharp murder weapon all seemed to disappear, and the moment they fell to the ground, they melted into the darkness.

In such a situation, at the back of the herd, Nero watched all this expressionlessly, just put his hand in the pocket of his coat, and under the flying coat, one by one the beasts rushed out one after another, turning into a tide of beasts again, with a roar, surging forward.

This is the power of Nero-Kaos's inherent enchantment, the Beastmaster's Lair.

No matter how much the beast is ultimately killed, its factor will return to its body, form again in the vortex of chaos, and be released from its body under Nero's manipulation, where it will fight to the death.

In addition, Nero's inherent enchantment is in his body, which will not be modified by the world, and can be expanded all the time, and because he has 666 lives, he will definitely not die if he is not killed 666 times in an instant, such a terrifying ability makes him rank tenth among the twenty-seven ancestors of the Dead Apostles, proud of many inhuman existences, and his strength is one of the few powerful in this world.

Calculated by the level of the main god space, the tenth rank of the twenty-seven ancestors of this Dead Apostle definitely possessed the strength of the third level.

Even if it is facing the existence of the level of Shangxiu Denan, it can still not fall behind.

Perhaps, even if Nero is left alone against Moby Dick, in the end, Nero has a great chance of winning, right?

So, this is enough capital to make Nero proud.

Such a capital was easily despised by Fang Li, no matter how cold and ruthless Nero was, this would be a housekeeping skill.

Just to completely disintegrate Fang Li into pieces of flesh and torture and kill them on the spot.

"With humans as opponents, you should be proud to allow me to show this level of strength."

Nero made such a declaration with a blank face.

However, Nero didn't know it.

This kind of scene is nothing to Fang Li.

After all, this was not the first time Fang Li had faced the violence brought about by numbers, and he had long been accustomed to fighting against the group.

So, in the next second, in the herd of beasts that kept running wild, a rather boring voice sounded.

"I'm almost tired of it."

As the words fell, the atmosphere began to tremble.

Dazzling starlight shone from the center of the herd, illuminating the entire night sky.

"Hum..."

With a humming sound, the pure white lightsaber suddenly took shape, and under the dazzling light, it absorbed the surrounding atmosphere, turning into a series of violent air currents, flowing towards the sword body that appeared at a glance.

Immediately, it exploded.

"Bang---!"

With the sound of an explosion, a storm swept through the audience.

As if the eye of a typhoon suddenly appeared in this space, the wind and waves carrying an astonishing impact exploded from the herd, lifting the entire herd away, making the beasts like garbage, constantly flipping out in the storm and smashing in all directions.

"What?!"

Nero's face changed, and his coat flew up like an automatic protector, blocking Nero's front of him, blocking the incoming violent storm and waves.

At this moment, a figure silently swept past Nero's side.

In his hand, he held a white pure star-like weapon.

In his eyes, there was a flash of ice blue.

The slash that called for death was like a streamer, cutting through the space and breaking through the wind and waves, and burst out like lightning at Nero's heart.

Until, submerged in its chest.

"Poof!"

The sound of tearing flesh sounded again.

However, it was not Nero's heart that was pierced, but an elk that suddenly came out of Nero's chest and was impaled on the spot.

At the last moment, Nero actually released an elk as his shield to block Fang Li's fatal blow.

"It's a good judgment, if it weren't for this, you'd be dead."

Under such indifferent words, a heavy kick fell on Nero's body.

"Bang---!"

In the muffled sound, the tenth of the Twenty-Seven Ancestors of the Dead Apostles, the Beastmaster who was regarded as a disaster by countless people, was directly kicked away under the powerful kick, turned into a cannonball, and slammed into the trunk of a tree.

"Smack!"

The huge tree broke off on the spot.

Countless sawdust flew in the impact.

"Hmm...!"

Nero's muffled voice finally rang out.

Instead, the roar of the beast, which had been ringing, suddenly stopped.

At this point, it is clear who wins and who loses in the contest between humans and the Dead Apostles.