The Heaven’s Jailer

"how is this possible?"

Everyone was stunned.

In their opinion, a competition with disparity in strength, in the end, turned out to have completely different results.

Although, at the moment, the feather tribe saints took the initiative to launch the offensive, while the Luo tribe's nine elders were in a defensive posture, and their powerful effects were mutual. In a head-to-head situation, there is actually no active and passive point.

"Why is this person so powerful?"

The face of Luo Fengnian, the Supreme Elder of the Luo clan, was extremely gloomy.

He was a realm above him, convinced that the Holy Master of the Yu Clan was really the late Holy Master, but the power that burst out just now exceeded almost ninety-nine percent of the peak of the Holy Master.

Not to mention the ninth elders of the Luo clan, even if Luo Dongcheng, the clan chief of the Luo clan, went up, I am afraid it would be difficult to win.

"Do you still fight?"

At this moment, the feather tribe saint master who took the initiative to retreat asked the injured Luo tribe ninth elder with a simple expression.

The Ninth Elder of the Luo Clan gritted his teeth.

As the person involved, he knew very well that the other party was really hitting the end. If he continued to attack just now, he was afraid it would be more ugly.

In this case, he should be more interesting and retreat when it is difficult.

However, looking back with the light of his eyes, he glanced at the Supreme Elder Luo Fengnian, and the Ninth Elder of the Luo Clan directly gave up his plan to admit defeat.

He was the first person to appear on the stage. He did not even fight back, so he withdrew. This position of elder probably never had to do it again.

"hit!"

The Ninth Elder of the Luo Clan said in a deep voice.

"Ok."

The young Feather Clan Lord nodded, and said vowingly: "You just said that you would let me have three tricks. Now that one has passed, there are two remaining."

"My Nima..."

The nine elders of the Luo clan have all the desire to die.

If he didn't fight back with two more moves, he was afraid he would have to lie down.

"You are so strong, so why don't you need me to let it go, let's fight fairly!"

The Ninth Elder of the Luo Clan said bitterly.

Although it is a bit embarrassing to take it back when you say it, it is better to be embarrassed than lying down.

"can."

The young Saint Lord of the Feather Clan actually didn't want to benefit from the nine elders of the Luo Clan. In the next second, he stepped forward again and launched an attack.

Seeing the "Iron Fist" of the Holy Master of the Feather Clan smashed down strongly, the ninth elders of the Luo Clan, who had had experience and lessons, never dared to hold on like the first time.

He chose to hide.

As soon as his figure turned, the ninth elder of the Luo clan turned to the back of the sage master of the feather clan, and was about to defensively, but found that the figure of the sacred master of the feather clan suddenly disappeared before his eyes.

"Crack..."

Before the Ninth Elder of the Luo Clan wanted to understand what was going on, his intact arm also broke.

The young sage master of the feather tribe backed away again and stopped.

"Crush!"

This situation caused the Luo family to take a breath of air.

Father, like son.

As the people next to them, they know very well how everything happened just now.

The sage master of the feather tribe did not predict that the ninth elders of the Luo tribe would hide. It was after the ninth elders of the Luo tribe completed the action that he would take follow-up actions.

Simply put, it means coming first.

Only when the power gap is very large, this situation may occur.

"No fight."

"No fight."

Obviously, it is meaningless to continue the fight.

Both the Luo family and the audiences have recognized this fact.

However, the Ninth Elder of the Luo Clan still hesitated.

Although, he also knows that there is no possibility of turning defeat into victory, but he still has his legs and can he move freely?

"come back!"

However, at this moment, Luo Fengnian, the Supreme Elder of the Luo clan, spoke.

The ninth elders of the Luo tribe returned to the Luo tribe formation as if they were amnesty.

"Elder too, sorry."

The Ninth Elder of the Luo Clan blushed and said.

"It's not your fault, take care of yourself."

Luo Fengnian waved his hand and said.

"Yes."

The ninth elder of the Luo clan retreated aside in an orderly manner.

Looking at the broken arms of Elder Nine, Luo Fengnian looked at the feather tribe saint master who had already won the battle, and looked at Yuhuang Liu Lang.

His complexion was cloudy and uncertain.

After a long silence, Luo Fengnian said in a deep voice: "The Eighth Elder, it's your turn."

"Yes."

The expression of the eighth elder of the Luo nationality was obviously unnatural.

Although his strength is higher than the nine elders, it is not much higher. If the first holy master of the Yu clan is still as strong as the first, then he must be completely cold.

"At the Holy Master level, there are very few geniuses who can fight across borders. Don't put too much pressure on you."

Seeing that the eighth elders hadn't played, Luo Fengnian comforted the eighth elders.

His meaning is very clear, the remaining nine holy masters of the Yu Clan can not all be as strong as the first.

"I know."

Luo Fengnian's analysis made the Eighth Elder feel a little relieved. After bowing and saluting, the Eighth Elder gritted his teeth and stood directly in the field.

Soon, the second post-master of the Yu clan also came up.

The second post-master of the Holy Master seems to be a lot older than the first.

This caused the eighth elder's hanging heart to let go again.

Under normal circumstances, the younger the same realm, the more terrifying it is, because at a younger age, reaching a higher realm represents an unusual talent.

And the stronger the talent, the stronger the combat power.

"The eighth elder of the Luo clan, Luo Fanxing."

The eighth elders of the Luo nationality reported themselves.

"Yu Clan, Song Shilun."

The holy master of the Yu clan also reported himself.

Judging from this simple self-preservation home, the second post-master of the Holy Master who played in the Yu clan should not have any position in the clan.

For the eighth elder Luo Fanxing, this is undoubtedly another advantage.

Because the strong are often not unknown.

"Your realm is higher than mine, let me do three tricks!"

At this moment, Song Shilun said suddenly.

"Uh……"

Just now the Ninth Elder was careless, and without knowing the opponent's strength, he rashly promised that Luo Fanxing would not make such a mistake.

Although, the opponent looks harmless.

"The realm does not mean everything, you and I are of the same age, why should I let you?"

Luo Fanxing said solemnly.

"Since you don't let me, then I let you, you hit me first, within three strokes, I will never fight back."

Song Shilun on the opposite side smiled.

"This……"

Everyone at the scene was dumbfounded.

In the late stage of the Holy Master, there are three tricks for the Holy Master to peak. What is the concept?

In the past, everyone must think that the late cultivators of the Holy Master are crazy, but think about the nine elders who were beaten by the late cultivators of the Yu Clan so that they have no temper, and everyone can’t help but to another one. I want to go.

"The second post-master of the Feather Clan, the combat power must be very strong!"

Luo Fanxing, who also realized this, fell to the bottom in an instant.

Obviously, after seeing the strength of the Nine Elders, the other party no longer paid attention to him as the Eighth Elder.