Chapter 438 Tomur's Shot

Mobile phone direct access: m.xinwanben.com

"Surrender, or die!"

Tomur's voice reverberated over Wuyuecheng.

The majestic voice is mixed with Tomur's terrible breath!

In front of this astonishing momentum, many low-strength warriors could not help but tremble their legs.

True Yuan Ninth Layer, the strongest person in the Dao!

This aura alone is enough to demonstrate its terrifying power.

There is no equivalent martial artist, or the means to restrain the true essence ninth-level martial artist, only this Tomur can directly capture Wuyuecheng!

Therefore, Tomur simply looked down on the guards who were not falling in the Wuyue City in front of him.

However, if these undead defenders surrendered, they would be a good labor force.

Tomur looked arrogant, waiting for the reply from Mo Shan and others.

"surrender?"

The corner of Mo Shan's mouth was slightly raised, and he smiled lightly.

"How can we surrender as soldiers who will not fall!"

Suddenly, a loud laugh came from Mo Shankou.

"The master warrior who does not fall, can be here!"

Immediately, Mo Shan shouted violently, and his aura burst out!

"Shh!"

The figures swayed, and the only nine true essence warriors among the soldiers were already standing behind Mo Shan.

The true essence is drumming, and the breath is soaring!

Every true essence warrior exudes an amazing aura!

Ten people teamed up to resist Tomur's momentum!

"Bang!"

Mo Shan and others stepped on their feet, soared into the sky, flew into the air, and confronted Tomur.

"Oh? Are you in a hurry to die?" Tomur raised his brows and looked at Mo Shan and the others with a half-smile. Ten grandmasters, just want to compete with him?

This is simply Arabian Nights!

He is the number one powerhouse in the ancient barbarian dynasty, apart from Lord Changshengtian!

There are no less than 100 master warriors who died in his hands, how could ten true essence warriors be able to stop them!

"Well, let this prince take your life and warn these barbarians under him!

Against my ancient barbarian dynasty, there is only one dead end! "

Tomur's chin was slightly raised, with a touch of arrogance. ???? "Boom!" Tomur took a step forward, his eyes were like knives, his true essence was overflowing, and he was surging like rivers, lakes and seas, gushing endlessly!

As a martial artist who has stepped into the ninth-level martial artist of True Yuan for many years, Tomur has already polished his spirit to the extreme!

As long as the Purple Mansion is wide open, you can go straight into the Dao!

Although I haven't been promoted to the Dao, it is not a bad idea to call it half-into the Dao!

Perhaps, under an opportunity, this Tomur can step into the realm of Taoism and add another great master of Taoism to the ancient barbarian dynasty!

In the face of such a warrior, even if ten people joined forces, Mo Shan and the others were still churning with blood.

Under this momentum, Mo Shan and the others suddenly felt as if their internal organs were being squeezed together.

The bones of the whole body were creaked, and they couldn't move at all!

"puff!"

A martial artist who does not fall into the true essence, his strength is slightly weaker, and he even spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Brother Qi!"

Mo Shan and the others' expressions changed immediately, and they couldn't help exclaiming.

"Hahaha, the ten true essence warriors also want to fight against Prince Tomur, regardless of their own virtues!"????

"These unfallen tartars are indeed some brainless waste!"

"I don't know, where did their confidence come from, and they dare to resist!"

This scene made the ancient warriors behind Tomur burst into laughter and ridicule.

A piercing laughter seemed to be mocking the weakness of the unfallen warriors!

The group of warriors in front of them are very bloody, but what is the use of this!

It can't change their weakness at all!

In front of Prince Tomur, these ten true essence warriors cannot escape death after all!