As the leader of the Khadi tribe, Du Qing's strength is no longer weak, comparable to a true first-level master of the Martial Spirit Realm.

However, with only one person's power, he still couldn't help the undead leader in front of him.

"Everyone in the Khadi tribe obeys the order!"

"We took action to solve this guy!"

The black iron heavy sword in his hand slashed out again. The next moment, Du Qing also shouted fiercely, his body's energy became even greater again, and a powerful sword intent immediately spread outward.

"Sword Intention, Perfect!"

Not far away, watching Du Qing's strength increase again at this time, Fei Ren, who was also in a melee, also looked slightly surprised.

The opponent not only has the cultivation of the Yuanli in the half-step Martial Spirit Realm, but also has comprehended the sword intent, and his sword intent has reached a perfect level!

The perfect sword intent can not only greatly improve the attack power for sword cultivators, but also increase the sword martial arts even more greatly.

Even Gao Yunshen, the sword cultivator who had met Fei Ren at the time and Gao Yunshen, the first newcomer of the Lieyang Sect, had his sword intent just a great success.

"This person is the leader of the Khadi tribe, so it's not surprising that he has such strength..."

After thinking about it, Fei Ren took a breath again and pushed his abdomen secretly.

"It seems that the inheritance of opportunity in the Martial King Realm is not easy to obtain..."

He knew in his heart that even Du Qing, who was as strong as before, was not an opponent of Indra, the leader of the Bharat tribe, and it was not easy to seize treasures from the army.

"Boom!"

Another huge tremor sound came out. With the support of a group of masters of the Khadi Tribe, the undead commander who was entangled with Du Qing also retreated step by step, and the originally rich aura of death on his body was gradually declining.

"Captain, this guy is almost done!"

Several more Yuanli attacks cut through the air, and then bombarded the chest of the undead leader heavily. In an instant, the armor was shattered, and the undead leader, who had originally had a huge body, fell down again, which made everyone's expressions of joy.

After a while of melee, everyone present almost saw through the mystery and weakness of the undead leaders in front of them.

Although the opponent is an undead ghost, the death breath on his body is limited. Every time he falls or is severely injured, the death breath on the body of the undead leader will drop. When the death breath completely disappears, these ghosts will collapse without fighting!

"Continue! Kill in!"

He snorted coldly, and saw the deceased commander in front of him gradually falling into decline. Du Qing in the sky also had a great fighting spirit. He slashed out with a heavy black iron sword in his hand. Countless sharp black sword lights swept across, like a storm, falling straight towards the deceased commander opposite.

"Boom! Boom!"

The black sword light was as powerful as a bamboo shoot, and instantly penetrated the defense of the undead leader, causing his left hand and right leg to break, and then turn into powder.

"Bang!"

Without the support of his body, the undead leader also roared, and then his huge body fell heavily to the ground, rolling up a burst of dust and mist.

Although the deceased commander can rely on the breath of death on his body to recover infinitely and never fail to fight again and again, this breath of death is ultimately limited.

Moreover, the black iron heavy sword in the hand of Du Qing, the leader of the Khadi tribe, is not an ordinary spiritual treasure. It has a great origin and is also amazingly powerful!

This black iron heavy sword is three feet long, with the sword edge as black as ink, and the back is also shining cold light, which can cut gold and stones and cut iron like mud. It is the 72nd Juque Sword in the Spirit Sword Score.

Although the Juque Sword is not as rank as the Shangyang Sword in the Spirit Sword Score, its destructive power is no less than the Shangyang Sword in Gao Yunshen’s hands!

"Juque Sword? I didn't expect this guy to have such a spiritual sword in his hand..."

Looking at Du Qing showing his might not far away, Fei Ren narrowed his eyes slightly.

He naturally heard of the reputation of Juque Sword. Like the Shangyang Sword in Gao Yunshen's hand, this sword is a famous spiritual sword in the spiritual sword score.

Even if the fifth-grade spiritual treasure Qinglong Salter in his hand is simply fighting destructive power, it will be slightly inferior to the Juque Sword in Du Qing's hand.

"It seems that the battle is almost over, so I have to find a chance to enter the hall!"

Fei Ren thought to himself, and he avoided the attack range of the undead leader again.

Since the masters of the five major tribes attracted most of the firepower, Fei Ren was under little pressure in the face of the attack of the commander of the Dead. He just took advantage of the situation in the melee, retained his energy, and did not take the initiative to attack.

For him, the key is to enter the Golden Hall now. As for the few undead leaders blocking the road in front of him, there are naturally masters from the five major tribes to deal with them.

Another stick of incense passed. Under the siege of Du Qing and a group of masters from the Khadi Tribe, the undead commander in front of him finally reached the limit. His huge body fell down and then stopped moving. It seemed that the aura of death on his body had been exhausted and had become a pile of broken copper and iron.

"Kill in!"

The Juque Sword in his hand was retracted and lost the obstacle of the undead leader in front of him. The next moment, Du Qing also flew out and sank into the Golden Hall in one fell swoop. Then a group of masters of the Emperor's tribe followed closely.

At the same time, the melee outside the hall is still intense

Although Du Qing and others exhausted a deceased commander, the remaining deceased commanders still had four of them, which was still a force that should not be underestimated.

Moreover, these four undead commanders obviously also acted with the will of the formation, intending to prevent the warriors entering the Golden Hall from dying.

Even Du Qing and others who had already entered the hall were mostly injured. In addition to Du Qing himself, many masters under his command were slapped to death by several other undead leaders and failed to enter the hall successfully.

"How is the casualties?"

In the golden hall, Du Qing looked down and looked back at a master of the Khadi tribe behind.

"Report to the patriarch, seven people died and four people were injured! Now there are nine people left to fight around us!"

After the words came, the master of the Ksha Emperor tribe also echoed, his tone of fear, as if he was afraid that the other party would blame him.

"Damn it, half dead..."

Upon hearing this, Du Qing's face darkened and he suddenly looked a little ugly.

This time, in order to enter the ancestral tomb, he brought more than 20 masters from the tribe. All of these masters are above the fifth level of the martial arts level. Now that there are not many treasures found, most of the manpower has been lost, he is naturally very heartbroken.

"Let's go! Treasure is important!"

Constrained his mind, and the next moment, Du Qing also flashed and rushed towards the depths of the hall.

Although they lost a lot of manpower this time, they were all worth it. Now their Khadi tribe is the first to enter the Golden Hall, and they also have a better chance to seize the opportunities and treasures left by Azer back then.

....

On the outside of the Golden Hall, in a melee, an old figure flew out in a mess and then landed on an open space.

The aura of the old figure's Yuanli was a little unstable. It was Hur, the patriarch of the Vaisha tribe. Unlike Du Qing and others, he was a little unlucky. He was targeted by two undead leaders at one time. Even with the support of a bunch of subordinates, he was still in a tough battle.

After all, the two undead leaders are two masters at the first level of the Martial Spirit Realm, but they are not that easy to deal with.

"Damn it! Let you dead people taste the power of the Five Thunder Demon Subduing Talisman!"

Looking at the tenacious undead leaders in front of him, Hull's wrinkled old face also glanced a little harsh, then turned his backwards and instantly took out a sky-blue magical talisman from the spirit ring.
Chapter completed!