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Xueying Xier shook his head vigorously, took a deep breath to calm down the surging blood in his chest, and jumped up from the ground. His eyes were red and blood-like, and he was stunned.
¡°Just now we were talking about one person taking the finals, and we had to challenge the Four Heavenly Demons directly.
This time he was showing off too much. Before the Four Heavenly Demons came on stage, he was beaten out by a little-known fat man.
??The fire dances with the silver snake and the sky never turns dark?
Xueying Xier looked at Zhou Lu coldly. He admitted that he had underestimated this damn fat man. It turned out that in addition to Tie Mitao and Meng Tian, ??the Sky Demon Clan also had such a powerful, wretched and insidious existence. He had been hiding from him. Shooting cold arrows in the dark to kill the sap. This time, the fat man's sinisterness is not in the iron rod, but in his behavior of pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger. Damn it, it's his fault that he focused all his attention on the iron rod. .
Xueying Xier¡¯s face was burning.
Zhou Lu just knocked him away just because he was unable to defend himself. He did not lose.
Come again!
Blood Shadow Eclipse 2 took a step forward.
Mayahara Watanabe stared at the bluestone platform anxiously, clenching his fists tightly. He was worried about the competition on the ring, but he was even more worried about the battle situation on the front line. There were shouts of killing in the distant mountains, and countless soldiers and horses collided with each other. The blood and cruelty can be imagined without seeing it with one's own eyes.
Suddenly, the shouts of killing in the distant mountains obviously weakened, and the shouts gradually became farther and farther away. Later, the tribesmen in the rocky valley had to quiet down before they could faintly hear the interlacing of gold and iron in the distant mountains. Ming.
"It's done?"
Mahara Watanabe secretly clenched his fists, feeling sad and happy at the same time, with new hope igniting in his heart.
This special envoy from the ghost tribe was as domineering and extravagant as a clown when he was on a mission, but that was just a pretense to test the enemy tribe, and he was just acting. In fact, this special envoy had great talents and extraordinary abilities. He has the ability to command military horses and has the ability to judge military aircraft with the slightest insight. Otherwise, how could the ghost clan send him as an envoy.
Seeing from the crystal ball that the front line was defeated and the army strayed into the enemy's pocket, in such a desperate situation, Maya Watanabe's first reaction was to cut off the warrior's wrist.
Let five thousand elite troops and horses rush over with a suicidal attack, block the enemy, and use their lives to give most of the troops in the rear a chance to escape.
Behind, tens of thousands of troops and horses changed from the rear to the front, hurriedly adjusted their deployment, retreated step by step, and set up ambushes of thousands of people every few miles. In this way, with less than ten thousand people sacrificed, the large army would successfully escape from the pocket. .
This defeat was not due to war. The army retreated, but the Ghost Clan was still intact. Such losses would only take more than a month to fully recover. When the time comes to reorganize the barbarian bandit army, the Ghost Clan will still be a domineering and majestic force. The great clan of the wasteland, at that time, the ghost clan will pay back double the amount of today¡¯s revenge.
Listening to the shouts of killing in the distant mountains gradually fading away, Mayahara Watanabe felt extremely relieved. He knew that their army had successfully retreated. Mayahara Watanabe's eyes once again turned cold and malicious, and he secretly swore in his heart: Today's Failure is a lesson. Next time, it won¡¯t happen. Next time, we will make a comeback!
At this moment, a ghost hunter from outside the valley rushed into the valley like crazy. He knelt down in front of the main ceremony platform and looked up at Maya Watanabe and the other special envoys. This hunter was so excited Cried:
"Dear special envoys, the hundreds of thousands of urgent beasts in the clan have sent a message, saying, saying"
"say what?"
Mahara Watanabe shivered. He was frightened by the expression on the hunter's face, and asked anxiously with a cold heart.
"The messenger said" The messenger swallowed hard: "It is said that the Sky Demon Clan's iron-blooded military falcon suddenly appeared in the eastern border of our clan, and swept across the hinterland of the tribe with overwhelming force. Half of our eastern border has been Fall."
"What?"
Mahara Watanabe¡¯s head buzzed.
"And" the messenger hunter then added, "The clan is in a tight situation, and the military hunters on the front line also got the information. In desperation, they forced their troops to retreat and march back to support the clan, while the Sky Demon Clan is chasing behind our army. Kill tens of thousands of soldiers, we have lost more than half."
With a sound of "Gudong", Zhenyuan Watanabe's vision went dark, and he fell down. He was supported by others, and he barely opened his eyes. With trembling hands, Zhenyuan Watanabe pointed to the elders of the Sky Demon Clan, and gritted his teeth. He squeezed out the words: "We are so ruthless in surrounding Wei and rescuing Zhao. You swear to kill them all of the Sky Demon Clan, right? Okay, okay, haha"
Mahara Watanabe laughed almost crazy.
Mahara Watanabe didn't expect that the Heavenly Demon Clan's fists would hit them so hard. It wasn't one punch or two punches, but a combination of punches. The punches hit their flesh and hurt their muscles and bones. I'm afraid this tone will last for many years. ?Angrily, he whispered in Xiaoluan's ear: "Why are you crying? There are so many people watching. If you cry again, our young master Xiaoluan's reputation will be completely ruined."
Xiaoluan wiped his cheek and stamped his feet angrily: "That fat man didn't say anything to me before he said this. Oh my, now I'm embarrassed."
Xiaoluan's face turned red and she really wanted to bury her head in Ai Wuyou's arms.
Ai Wuyou smiled and fell down.
On the main stage, Mo Xuanji felt happy and relieved.
Seeing his granddaughter cry like that after being provoked by the fat man, Mo Xuanji really wanted to punch the fat man hard and scold him: Well done.
Mo Xuanji really wanted to laugh at this moment.
The tribal war was won, and the finals of the Heavenly Demon Ranking were also won.
He originally wanted to find an opportunity to publicize his granddaughter's three black gold forgings and the long sword made of moon marks after the war, to help his granddaughter increase her aura and allow Xiao Luan to become the leader. However, what kind of publicity is there? This propaganda effect is good.
With the majesty of the sword that cut off the ghost clan and the Zhen clan, the moon-scarred sword will probably be famous in the wasteland overnight, and Xiaoluan's name will also be famous in the wasteland overnight.
Mo Xuanji watched the fat man on the ring with increasing joy. This fat man had never let him down, not even once!
The eleventh elder on the bluestone platform turned his head and looked left and right. He was a little confused. What was going on? I was asked to announce the victory of the finals of the Heavenly Demon Ranking, or was he asked to announce Xiao Luan? The sword has been refined well, and what about the news that the Sky Demon Clan has another magic weapon?
With a puff, the elder shook his head and smiled. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com