The Ancestral Tablet Appears In The Beginning Of The Global Catastrophe

Chapter 398

At the critical moment, a sword light appeared beside Chen An.

The commander-in-chief, that is the position above the commanders of all ethnic groups, can cross the patriarchs of all ethnic groups, and wise all the demon armies.

After a slight shake, the sword formation neutralized the attack.

Coupled with the constant attacks of the flying swords around him, within five seconds, Lu Fenglin was already dripping with blood.

"This human race can't stay, otherwise it will become a big problem!"

The deer king hesitated for a moment, then nodded lightly.

Among the three of Si San, Niu Zisa and Che Shiyi were weaker, and they were quickly retreated by the monsters they were fighting against, and they were at stake.

At the same time, in the sword formation, Chen An looked at Lufenglin who was being besieged constantly, his face gradually paled.

Lu Xiang's eyes were equally cold.

He wanted to rush into the formation and kill that human kid with Lu Fenglin.

After all, it is two extraordinary five-rank.

boom……

Deer King was startled, and looked at Lu Mingfei for something more, but in the end, his expression became cold and hard, and he didn't change at all because of this command.

Although he personally felt that if he and Lufeng Lin joined forces, the sword formation would definitely not be able to do anything.

The sword formation continued to sway, but there was no sign of breaking the formation.

He is sure to find the flaws in the sword formation, but before that, he is afraid that he will die.

This is very similar to the feudal system, or the tribal system.

But after all, he didn't dare to step in, and could only keep attacking the sword formation from the outside world.

Even if the other party is a genius, this is still a great humiliation.

"Go a few more people to block the retreat of the human race monster, and don't need to intervene in the battle. If five extraordinary mid-stages can't kill him, then the five of them are waste!"

"Sword formation, sword technique, physique!" Seeing Chen An showing three powerful killing methods at the same time, Lu Mingfei and Lu Xiang's eyes turned gloomy at the same time.

Even if he is the patriarch of the deer clan, the top group in the legend.

The deer king behind the two had extremely complicated eyes.

Lu Fenglin was already covered with scars left by Feijian.

The talent shown by Chen An far exceeds that of the deer king in the clan.

If the commander-in-chief appears, at least the entire demon clan will be able to form an integrated situation in terms of military power.

Because of the discord among the various races, the position of the commander-in-chief was always vacant.

Staying beside the sword formation, listening to the buzzing and whistling in his ears, Lu Xing's face was gloomy and uncertain.

What Lu Xiang didn't say is.

"I want to let this human race enchanting suffocate to death in my hands! Then spread his deeds to the entire continent!"

Lu Fenglin's eyes widened, and he hurriedly wanted to retreat.

Lu Xing was furious in his heart.

A sword formation rolled over, covering Chen An and Lu Fenglin in front of him.

Sword formation, physique, swordsmanship, the other side has crushed the powerhouses of the same level, and only one of them is absolutely extraordinary!

clang!

The long spear composed of spiritual energy once again condensed in Lu Fenglin's hands. He was vigilant about his surroundings, and occasionally picked up one or two flying swords that came to kill him. Although he was still at a disadvantage, he felt that he might not lose!

In the sound of the explosion, the long knife slashed into the barrel of the gun.

But the faint sense of threat from the sword formation made him uneasy.

Fortunately, the Deer King is not only focused on cultivating talent, he is also outstanding in the aspect of leading troops and planning, and he is an existence that can truly become the pillar of the next generation of the Deer Clan.

But in the face of such a young strong man, he still felt a sense of threat.

If he is attacked by the sword formation again, he will probably die here.

But under the pressure of the human race, this kind of thing is necessary, otherwise this position will not exist. The three have their own ideas. Chen An, who is in danger, has not so many things to think about.

Lu Fenglin finally escaped, he lost Chen An's vision again, but still looked ahead with a sneer.

After Lu Mingfei finished speaking, a grim smile appeared on his face.

In a sense, the entire demon clan does not have a power center.

But in today's strong human race, this position can no longer be left alone, otherwise the mobilization of the demon warriors of all races will always be one step behind the human race.

For example, that time the White Bulls failed to provide timely support because the vanguard of the White Bulls was assassinated.

The ball of light exploded outside the sword formation, and the power surged into the sword formation, but was blocked by the flying swords on the periphery.

Not only was his original sure-kill strike blocked by the sword formation, but also because he and Lu Fenglin joined forces with two extraordinary fifth-rank powerhouses to let this heavenly eighth-rank boy resist!

Its status is even more detached than the patriarch of the great clan, Lu Xiang.

clap clap clap!

He didn't use the main sword, and the duration of the sword formation was too short. I'm afraid he would die here before Zhang Wangyu's team arrived.

There are two ways to break the sword formation. In addition to the former one, it is also feasible to severely injure or even kill the people who formed the formation.

"Good boy, worthy of being the evildoer of the human race!"

The deer's voice transmission fell into the ears of the deer king.

If the commander-in-chief is in charge, even if the vanguard dies, the army of the White Bull Clan will also be sent to the front line, and will not be independent and return to their own clan until after the war.

Lu Mingfei clenched his fists.

Compared with the human race military, this has caused the demons to suffer a lot. The occasional internal friction alone will cause the demons to lose a lot of their heritage.

Goodbye this time, the attacking methods the opponent relies on, but all of them make him a little suffocated.

"It may be cruel. In this way, we may also be hated by the human race, but our two races are deadly enemies. Lu Mingfei's move is for other demon geniuses to see, so that there will be no demon geniuses. Dare to act in front of him and disobey, his prestige and trust can also go further, which will help him compete for the position of commander-in-chief."

He forgot just now that in addition to the sword formation, this guy in the formation also wanted to be strong.

No matter the first-class demon clan, or the second-rate demon clan like the wolf clan, they do not want the appearance of the commander-in-chief.

But without waiting for Lu Fenglin to shoot, Chen An also gave up the Zanpakutō, and his golden fists danced wildly towards Lu Fenglin.

When he met Chen An for the first time, the strength of the other party was very strong.

"What, it feels cruel?"

At this time, Lu Fenglin's pupils shrank, and the spear in his hand was subconsciously slanted.

"However, your sword formation can't kill me temporarily, but I can feel that you are gradually weakening, what should you do?"

After adjusting his breath, Chen An stepped on the main sword and held the Zanpakutō in his hand. He jumped and killed Lu Fenglin.

Lu Fenglin disregarded the flying swords coming from around him, and released one hand, trying to grab Chen An in front of him.

His line of sight was covered by the obstacles created by the sword array, and he could only rely on the narrow vision of less than one meter in front of him and his own perception of danger for defense.

For the upper echelons of the ethnic group, that would reduce their influence.

The deer king nodded in understanding.

Compared with Lu Xing, his physique didn't have much advantage, and he couldn't take advantage of being close to the other party.

Chen An's fist was like a torrential rain, constantly falling on Lu Fenglin's face and chest.

However, the swordsmanship is not strong, and the flying sword used is just a handle, which is not very threatening, and the opponent relies more on his physique.