Quick Wear High Martial Arts: The system wants me to be a dog

The blazing white dragon breath swept past.

The first few people were burned to ashes without even a scream.

The rest were horrified and retreated in haste.

"He's from the 'Thousand-legged Poisonous Centipede' tribe." Shen Yuan recognized him at a glance and spoke in a deep voice.

"Ningfeng, you can't get out."

At the same time, a loud shout rang out.

On the other side, seven or eight extremely tall warriors suddenly rushed out, their skin was as gray as rock and their muscles were knotted.

They ignored some of the effects of the gravity field.

Wielding the heavy stone hammer and huge stick, with the power to split mountains and rocks, he smashed down hard on Jin Hong and Shi Hao who were bound by gravity.

"Someone from the Stone Clan."

Shen Yuan narrowed his eyes and spoke.

"court death."

Shi Hao roared.

The golden light all over his body surged again, forcibly breaking some of the gravity constraints.

Without dodging or evading, his fists were like two giant golden hammers, facing the oncoming stone hammer head-on.

clang!

clang!

boom!

The sounds of metal clashing and explosions were deafening and overwhelming.

Shi Hao's domineering body could withstand the tremendous power of the Mountain Stone Clan, and he was not at a disadvantage at all.

The violent shock wave of power cracked the ground and shattered the dead trees.

A warrior from the Mountain Stone Clan had his knuckles cracked by Shi Hao's punch, and his stone hammer flew out of his hand, his eyes full of horror.

The next moment, a punch came right in front of him, blasting him into pieces.

At this moment, people from the two ethnic groups did not act rashly.

He just looked at Ning Feng and the others quietly, as if looking down at a group of ants.

"Ningfeng, what else do you have to say?" The leader of the Stone Clan said coldly.

Jiang Yunfei was speechless, "Do you really think you can defeat us?"

The leader said coldly: "What else?"

Rumble,

Nearly a hundred tribesmen were slowly approaching from the surroundings, releasing bursts of terrifying aura, as if countless streams of energy and blood were rushing into the air.

"Ningfeng, you are nothing but abandoned pawns. Even if we kill you, Shanhe Academy won't be able to do anything to us."

Face these provocations.

Ning Feng smiled slightly,

When everyone was confused about what it meant,

Ning Feng raised his palm and slapped it hard downwards.

The shadow of the ten-armed green dragon suddenly solidified.

Five huge green dragon arms stretched out at the same time.

The giant palm covered with green scales blocked out the sky and the sun, and with a terrifying pressure that could suppress the universe, it reached out and grabbed the area where the remnants of the Thousand-legged Poisonous Centipede Clan and the Stone Clan were exposed.

"No!"

"Run away!"

Screams of terror and despair rang out instantly.

All the confidence I had collapsed in an instant.

boom!

boom!

boom!

boom!

boom!

Five earth-shaking noises almost merged into one, which was extremely terrifying.

The earth heaved and cracked violently like waves.

A violent storm of chaotic energy swept across the area, enveloping everything in that area.

Then, all the dead trees, rocks, and warriors from those tribes.

They were also torn and crushed one by one in an instant.

Smoke and dust mixed with blood mist rose into the sky.

When the storm subsided, only five bottomless palm-print pits remained. The edges of the pits were as smooth as a mirror, as if they had been smoothed by the hand of a giant god.

Bottom of the pit.

There were only some unrecognizable limbs and weapon fragments.

This proves that there were dozens of living "strong men" there, at least in the early stage of Martial God.

Instant kill!

An absolute crushing kill!

Jin Wuya, who was secretly observing from a distance, suddenly felt his pupils shrink and a chill ran down his spine.

The guards around him were pale and sweating profusely.

The power of that attack just now far exceeded that of an ordinary peak martial god.

This Ning Feng seemed to be much more terrifying than he had imagined.

"Humph, trash, they are really a bunch of trash!"

"It's useless, but this Ningfeng is indeed much stronger than I imagined."

On another dead tree, Shenli, the son of the demigod clan, was sitting leisurely.

He was Shen Yan's confidant specially arranged in.

Looking at this scene at this moment, he cursed with a gloomy face.

He originally wanted to use these small tribes to consume Ning Feng, but he didn't expect that it had no effect at all and he was crushed and killed instantly.