I Became A Patriarch At The Age Of Seven

Chapter 531 Aman, Fight!

A sudden torrential rain fell on the arid desert.

The hot, dry yellow sand was watered in an instant, and the sand man floating in the air instantly propped up the Spirit Power mask, trying to isolate this heavy rain.

But to their surprise,

This is not an ordinary rainstorm at all, but a majestic Spirit Power is poured into it.

So when these storms fall,

It was like thousands of flying needles fell from the sky.

This is the real rainstorm pear blossom!

Still water.

With Yang Nian's Cultivation Base, pour Spirit Power in the torrential rain and pour it down. That power is not something that ordinary people can bear.

Puff puff……

Every drop of rain is like a sharp blade,

As soon as it came into contact with the Spirit Power barrier held up by the sand man, it was instantly defeated.

Then in an instant the sand that condensed their bodies was washed away.

Only their poor souls were left struggling in the torrential rain.

Then Yang Nian flicked his finger, and the versatile knife turned into a boomerang and flew out, harvesting all the struggling soul.

The rain stopped.

The ever-changing knife also quietly flew back to Yang Nian's sleeve again.

And the sand people who had only been over a thousand were all wiped out.

Only Nasha King was left alone not far away.

The sand on his body trembled uncontrollably.

The fire of his soul also jumped.

As you can imagine,

The scene in front of him gave him a lot of shock and fear.

Thousands of people,

He was beaten by the opponent!

You must know that among these clansmen, there are still a few true martial artists.

And the sand king himself has just broken into the imperial realm, served under the tsar's command, and got a small commander's position...

The new official took office three fires.

I wanted to win Yang Nian and they went back to discuss their merits.

But I didn't expect that it would be bad to be a teacher. On the first day, I met a ruthless character...

The Sand King wanted to escape.

But puff puff...

Ten blood-red bone spurs pierced out from under the ground, blocking Sand King's way.

Sand King's soul was frightened away.

The sand on his body rustled, then he knelt down on the spot, turned to Yang Nian and kowtowed, "Sir, don't kill me... I won't stand in your way."

"You know to beg for mercy now?" Yang Nian said lightly.

Didn't hear Yang Nian's forgiveness, Sand King didn't dare to relax at all, "I offended the adults, the adults don't remember the villains... spare me a dog's life."

The Sand King begged.

How does this look like a powerful emperor?

Cowardly pack one!

"It's late." Yang Nian's voice turned cold.

Not seeing how it moved, the black shadow snake swam out quickly against the ground, and after a while, it came to Sand King's side, clinging to him.

The shadow snake swallows snake letters,

Swallowing the sand king's soul.

But at this moment, there was a loud explosion in the air.

"waste!!"

The sound sounded, and an arrow formed by gathering sand flew like lightning.

Before the shadow snake devoured the sand king's soul, he shot the sand king's soul to death.

Sand King Falls! !

The sand that gathered into the body lost its strength in an instant, fluttered with the wind, and scattered in this world.

Kind of desolate.

The Shadow Snake retracted into Yang Nian's body.

At this time,

Dozens of Daoist shadows descended in the distance.

All are from the sand tribe.

These guys are not like the sand people before them, they don't float, they have sound limbs.

However, except for the leader, the faces are extremely hideous.

Because their faces and skins have flesh and blood like people. But at the same time, there are patches of yellow sand between the flesh and blood.

from afar,

It was as if their skin had festered, and it was a bit terrifying.

But in fact,

They just don't have enough Cultivation Base, they haven't evolved into a complete human body, they are half human and half sand.

Yang Nian's eyes swept away from them,

In the end, it fell on the person in the lead.

The man at the head wore a golden cloak and a crown. Tall and dignified.

A pair of golden eyes are as bright as a star.

The face is cut like a knife.

You can see the full experience and vicissitudes in his face.

Just one stop there,

There is an air of dominance.

awesomeness.

The skin on his body has no trace of sandification, it is bronze, and it is full of male power under the sunlight.

Yang Nian's soul is released in moderation and explore this person's breath.

But he seems to be deliberately restraining.

Even Yang Nian couldn't figure out his details.

"Your Excellency is very strong." The golden eyes of the leader swept over and landed on Yang Nian.

At the same time, he also noticed Ah Man and Da Bai.

However, the anger is not visible.

"It's just a little trick." Yang Nian said.

Not humble.

But he really just used a small trick.

But in the ears of the other party, these words carried a deep irony.

Can a small trick of carving insects kill their people?

Isn't this looking down on their sand people?

"Killing my sand people, but still so calm, you are the first." The leader stared at Yang Nian and didn't take his eyes off for a moment, "But in the previous battle, I didn't seem to have seen you."

In previous battles,

The main force in the Western Wilderness is the Sand People and the Bone Race.

Their tenacious vitality makes the race quite a headache.

Under the leadership of the Holy Dragon Great Emperor, he pushed the Western Wilderness army back horizontally, but at the same time fell into the treachery of the Western Wilderness army.

Was tricked into the Western Desert.

It is estimated that during this sand tide, the human race will have no small casualties.

"Because I have never fought with you." Yang Nian said, "But the Southern Wasteland Alien Race and the Eastern Wasteland Monster Race have experienced it."

The Tsar frowned slightly when he heard this.

He remembered that the Southern Wilderness Army had suffered a big loss from a small sect called Kongkong Sect, and the Eastern Wasteland Shura and Donghuang Tai had invaded the human race one after another, and were finally stopped by the arrival of the Kongkong Sect.

The battle was over.

Are these guys from the Kong Kong faction?

Reminiscent of the sand king who easily obliterated his subordinates before, the tsar became a little more cautious.

But the tsar's men apparently hadn't guessed this layer yet.

"That! Today, I will let you experience the power of our sand people!" A sand king on the right side of the tsar stood up.

His entire face was already in a state of flesh and blood.

But the only pair of eyes is still cast in yellow sand.

The yellow sand flowed out from the pair of sand eyes and drifted away with the wind, and the style of the painting was extremely strange...

like a sculpture,

The overall carving has been completed and painted, but only the eyes have not been painted, and even the workmanship is still a bit rough...

"Lord Tsar! Let me teach these arrogant people who have invaded our territory!" The king of the sand asked.

The Tsar was a little worried.

But he also wanted to see how strong Yang Nian was.

Qingsha is one of the three strongest sand kings around him. Cultivation Base has broken into the Seventh Stage of the Emperor Realm and has unlimited combat power.

let him play,

He was not worried about any accident, but he still warned: "Be careful."

"Yes!" Qingsha responded.

With a touch of his palm,

Thousands of Qingsha gathered together to form a blue spear that was held in Qingsha's hand.

He took a step forward, stared at Yang Nian and asked, "How dare you fight!"

Yang Nian smiled lightly, "Not interested."

"Don't you dare?" Qing Sha asked.

Yang Nian said: "It's not that I dare not, but you are not qualified to fight me."

"Man!" Yang Nian exclaimed softly.

"Well, Ah Man is here!" Ah Man is simple and honest.

"Battle!" Yang Nian exclaimed.