Chapter 702 (1/2)

Yang Ze Jiao's knife fell to Ye Xi wildly with one knife after another. The blade was as fast as lightning, and the air produced a terrible burst sound.

Ye Xi held the toothed knife, sometimes used the back of the knife to resist the attack of yangzejiao, and sometimes turned the blade of the knife and chopped at yangzejiao fiercely.

Yang Zejiao's attack was terrible and crazy, and ye Xi was no inferior. His power broke out completely. The attack was like a wave of waves, forcing people to gasp.

”Ding Ding Ding Ding!”

”Boom! Boom! Boom

They hit from the ground to 20 meters high in mid air, from the lowest part of the depression to the top of the steep rock. During the fight, rocks burst and flew, and there were terrible knife marks and huge pits on the ground.

The gravel dust was swept up by the sharp wind, and the snow could not penetrate.

During this period, the other clan soldiers searched for space to attack Ye Xi, which caused a lot of interference to Ye Xi.

”Ding!”

Sparks splashed everywhere, and the back stone knife and tooth knife hit each other hard again.

This time, because of the interference of other clansmen, ye Xi had no time to turn over the blade. The blade of the blade was as white as jade and as thin as white paper, and a coin big gap broke out.

Ye Xi's palm was red and hot, and his arm was unconscious because of fighting against Juli.

”Ah! Death

After death, three level six clan soldiers ferociously killed at the same time.

Ye Xi blocked Yang Zejiao's further chopping with a tooth knife. At the same time, he kicked one of the soldiers' stone spears away with a rotary kick on his hind legs. Then he took up the toothknife, and the blade with cold light slanted obliquely toward the head of another clan.

Pooh!

The man's half head flew out.

The hot blood and brain fluid splashed on the faces of the surrounding clansmen and ye Xi.

Because of this split, ye Xi was seized by Yang Zejiao and other clansmen around him. They were like starving wolves smelling blood and biting them fiercely.

”Hiss!”

Yang Zejiao's back machete cuts Ye Xi's shoulder. If ye Xi hadn't blocked Yang Ze Jiao's hand with his left forearm at the last moment and slowed down part of the attack, his scapula would have been cut off.

At the same time, another family member took the opportunity to stab him in the waist and abdomen with a stone spear. With great force, he pierced the innermost silk vest, and the bloody spearhead was exposed from the back of Ye Xi.

Ye Xi's face turned white.

He held back the sharp pain, and for the first time he neither fought back nor roared, but slashed at the stone spear with a knife.

With a loud Ding sound, the stone spear was cut off with the splash of sparks.

The reason why it was necessary to cut the stone spear at the first time was because of its barb. When the clan pulled it out, the barb on it was enough to drag out his internal organs and create a terrible big blood hole. At that time, not only could the blood stop, but also the intestines would flow out.

Ye Xi's first reaction was not quick or correct.

However, although Ye Xi's choice was correct, it was also because of the action of chopping the stone spear that yangzejiao and the surrounding clansmen saw the opportunity again. In their eyes, there was a flash of bloodthirsty light. One cleaved to Ye Xi's head, one to his legs, and the other to his chest.

In a depression full of broken rocks and flesh and blood.

Ye Xi was attacked on three sides.

And around there are more than 20 clansmen riding sheep horn monster, continue to crazy to Ye Xi. They were more or less burned, and their skin was either covered with large, bright blisters, or burned in the shape of black coke, or blood red, dripping with blood and tissue fluid.

Their faces were ferocious and their eyes were red. They vowed to peel off the skin and remove the bones of Ye Xi and let him die in the most miserable way.