Wu Zhan turned around and watched helplessly as the ax slashed across the backs of his three sons.
A large amount of blood flew out, Wu Zhan's eyes widened, and he roared loudly. The long knife on his waist trembled, turning into a black light about two meters long and stabbing forward.
The black light flew past Wu Jin's cheek, and just as the ax was about to strike again, the black light hit the axe, and the ax shattered with a loud bang. The strong man holding the ax watched helplessly as the black light struck him in front of his face, and could only let out a cry of despair. Yelled.
The heavy armor that Wu Jin's sword couldn't do anything about was torn apart like a piece of paper, and the big man's body was divided into two pieces.
Just as Wu Jin and Wu Yin heaved a sigh of relief, several arrows trailing thin black smoke came from behind, hitting their shoulders and backs respectively.
There was a foreign object on the arrowhead, which penetrated the body, causing terrible pain that made Wu Jin and Wu Yin's muscles tremble uncontrollably.
The wounds made by the ax on the back were as deep as the bones, and the muscles twitched wildly. More intense pain hit them. The two brothers howled in pain, and the fingers holding Wu Tong's shoulders subconsciously relaxed.
Wu Tong was seriously injured and had to rely on his two brothers to carry him away.
As soon as Wu Jin and Wu Yin let go, their bodies rushed forward more than ten meters with the momentum of their running, while Wu Tong suddenly fell to the ground.
Wu Jin and Wu Yin turned around and exclaimed at the same time.
Wu Zhan shouted anxiously, and he rushed forward suddenly, his burly body bringing up a strong wind and rushing towards Wu Tong who fell.
Wu Jin and Wu Yin stopped at the same time, turned around and wanted to grab Wu Tong.
A dozen armored figures rushed out of the hole behind them.
Seven or eight swords slashed hard, and the bald and scarred woman's eyes were bloodshot. She held a snake-tooth dagger in each hand and charged toward brothers Wu Jin and Wu Yin with a scream. The woman screamed like a madman: "You killed the team leader...you deserve to die!"
Wu Jin waved the long knife in his hand, and the long knife turned into black light. He avoided the woman's body and blocked the seven or eight enemies who were wielding weapons.
The woman rushed in front of Wu Jin and Wu Yin, and the black sword light almost touched her chest. She had a weird smile on her face, and the snake-tooth dagger in her hand stabbed Wu Jin and Wu Yin's chests left and right.
Wu Jinyun used all his strength to fly out the sword, trying to block the sword that struck Wu Tong. He was so wet that he choked his breath, and he was unable to dodge due to the severe pain in his chest.
The Witch Silver Monster on the side yelled, he opened his arms and took a step across to block Wu Jin.
Two daggers pierced Wu Yin's chest at the same time. The woman thrust forward hard. The daggers tore open Wu Yin's chest, chopped his ribs, and exposed half of the blade from his back.
The corners of Wu Jin's eyes exploded, two lines of blood splashed out, and he screamed: "Brother..."
Wu Yin's mouth was full of blood. He opened his thick arms as thick as the woman's waist and hugged the woman suddenly. He opened his mouth, and the muscles at the corners of his mouth were torn apart by the force, and he opened his mouth like a crazy poisonous snake.
The big white teeth in his mouth bit hard on the woman's slender neck.
There was a 'click', just like chewing on those thick animal bone sticks at home. Wu Yin had good teeth, and he could always crush the thickest animal bones in one bite.
A woman's neck is no stronger than an animal's bone.
With a 'click' sound, the woman's head tilted to one side suddenly, and a large amount of red blood mixed with the light blue blood from Wu Yin's mouth dripped all over them.
The light in Wu Yin's eyes went out, and he fell to the ground holding the woman tightly with both hands.
The vitality has been extinguished, but Wu Yin's body is still instinctively exerting force... force... force...
A harsh cracking sound came from the woman's body. Her bones were broken and crushed by Wu Yin. The broken bones penetrated the flesh and pushed out ferocious bulges on the leather armor.
"Brother..." Wu Jin spurted out another mouthful of blood.
"Brother!" Wu Zhan turned around very quickly, while Wu Tie just turned around when he heard the movement behind him.
When he turned around, he saw Wu Yin and the woman dying together!
When he turned around, he saw Wu Jin vomiting blood!
When he turned around, he saw Wu Tong lying on the ground!
Wu Jin's sword light hit the chest of a heavily armored man. The heavily armored man grunted and was knocked back two steps by Wu Jin's sword light. A stream of blood spurted out from his chest.
The light of the sword that Wu Zhan just struck was like a strange python turning over, and it swept through the bodies of several strong men in a circle.
The sword was so sharp that five or six strong men were cut in half!
The upper half of a bald man flew high into the sky. He stared at the rushing Wu Zhan with wide eyes: "Gan Xuan? No... half a step up the stairs..."
The bald man's body fell heavily to the ground. He dropped his weapons and scrambled with his hands on the ground. He gritted his teeth and whispered to himself unwillingly: "This poor and miserable place... half a step up the stairs... I actually died in this place." here!"
Wu Zhan's sword light killed five or six strong men. A lean old man who was about the same size as a gray dwarf was hiding behind a big man. He suddenly jumped out, with a ray of cold light from the stabbing sword in his hand, which penetrated deeply. Wu Tong's heart.
The lean old man suddenly raised his head and roared at Wu Zhan who suddenly stopped: "You killed the team leader... You killed the eldest sister... You killed so many of our brothers!"
"Brother!" Wu Jin pulled out the two arrows stuck behind him and threw them heavily on the ground.
He retracted the long knife that flew out, holding the knife with both hands and looking at Wu Tong who was frozen and motionless, hissing and wailing.
"Second child... Third child..." A stream of blood seeped out from the corner of Wu Zhan's mouth. He grabbed his hand and the long knife hovering in the air flew back into his hand. He took a deep breath and pointed the long knife at the lean old man.
"Look at you, I will avenge you!" Wu Zhan grinned, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
With a 'bah' sound, Wu Zhan spit out the small part of his tongue.
Wu Yin and Wu Tong died one after another. Wu Zhan was so angry that he bit off the tip of his tongue.
Wu Tie stood next to the large water. His vision turned black. His knees became weak and he knelt on the ground.
My eyes are full of blood, all of them are blood, my eyes are full of blood...
The shadows of Wu Yin and Wu Tong appeared one after another in front of him...
The pale face was mixed with boundless blood, filling his field of vision in a brutal and domineering manner...
My chest is throbbing...
My heart felt dull for a while...
My mouth seemed to be filled with mud that smelled of blood, and I couldn't breathe...
Wu Tie is very courageous, he can even clean Xiong Hu's head by himself...
But this time, there was a sudden ache in his lower abdomen and a damp heat in his legs...
Wu Tie's face was twisted and he screamed at the top of his lungs: "Brother...Brother!"
More figures wearing armor rushed into the cave. They stood behind the lean old man, staring at Wu Zhan and Wu Tie with fierce eyes.
The Niu tribe warriors and Green Wolf warriors that Wu Zhan brought into the mine came behind Wu Zhan carrying weapons, roaring in low voices, staring at these powerful enemies like angry beasts.
Wu Tie burst into tears and just cried "brother"!
He didn't even have the strength to stand up.
He doesn't even have the strength to wield a sword and fight the enemy.
"Boss, retreat!" Wu Zhan held a knife in one hand and swung his left hand backwards, blood dripping from his mouth: "I'm not dead yet, it's not my son's turn to fight for his life!"
With a weird laugh, Wu Zhan gritted his teeth and said with a grin: "If this matter is reported back, this old guy will definitely be beaten to death and ridiculed by those bastards for the rest of his life!"
"I am the son of Wu Zhan!"
"Actually, in front of me!"
"Being killed!"
"If I can't even save my two remaining sons..."
Wu Zhan shook his head and spit out a mouthful of blood on the ground: "It's really embarrassing for our ancestors!"
The lean old man held a stabbing sword that was almost the same height as him, pointed at Wu Zhan and laughed angrily: "Our team leader, our brothers! Are they not dead?"
Wu Zhan grinned and tilted his head: "Did I invite you here?"
The lean old man said nothing.
The gentle voice came from nowhere: "What nonsense are you talking about? You travel thousands of miles just to get money. People die for money and birds die for food... You kill me, I kill you, he kills me, and I kill him too, Killing after killing, who is innocent? In short... the way of this world."
The gentle voice suddenly became extremely sharp: "Stop talking nonsense! Kill!"
The lean old man turned into a black smoke and rushed towards Wu Zhan.
Wu Zhan's body shot up with red light waves that looked like flames. He did not use the knife, but punched the black smoke that the old man had turned into.
A stabbing sword was picked out from the black smoke and stabbed Wu Zhan's fist.
Then the sword broke apart and exploded into countless iron slag.
The black smoke shattered, and the old man's lean body exploded.
Wu Zhan turned back and glared at Wu Jin with an expressionless face. Wu Jin, who was holding a long knife, gritted his teeth and retreated in large steps, until he retreated to Wu Tie's side.
Wu Zhan rushed forward without saying a word, his body like the wind rushing into dozens of figures wearing armor.
The light and shadow of swords swept across the land within a hundred meters, and the sound of heavy impacts continued to be heard.
Wu Tie couldn't see clearly what was happening in the light and shadow of the sword. He could only hear the dense and continuous sound of impact and the harsh sound of bone shattering. From time to time, large amounts of blood spurted out among the chaotic figures, and from time to time, low cries of pain could be heard.
A shrill scream came, and seven or eight broken bodies flew out of the battle group in a swirl.
Seven or eight big men in armor fell to the ground crookedly. One big man who was not dead yet stared wide-eyed and murmured: "Wrong... wrong... not half-step Chonglou... but Chonglou realm... Chonglou … environment…”
A loud roar came.
Wu Zhan was originally two meters tall. With the roar, Wu Zhan's burly body suddenly expanded to five meters tall.
He held the knife in his right hand and swooped down with the palm of his left hand. The sound of cracking bones was like exploding beans. Four or five figures suddenly flew up and were slapped away by him.
"Chonglou Realm!" The gentle voice became particularly sharp: "This time... it's a loss!"
A ball of lightning appeared out of thin air above Wu Zhan's head. The lightning within a square meter beat violently, and a rectangular object about a foot long and three inches wide could be faintly seen beating and flashing rapidly in the lightning.
Wu Zhan's eyes were red, and every pore in his body was spitting out flame-like heat.
He roared in a low voice, not paying attention to the weird lightning above his head. He dropped the long knife that no longer fit in his hand, and his fists struck the surroundings like a mountain avalanche.
The sound of fractures continued, and the figures were like shells being fired, being knocked far away by his heavy punches.
There was a scream when the figure flew out, but there was no sound when it landed.
Wu Zhan roared and fought, the blood in his eyes became more and more intense, and his body that was already five meters high expanded to about one meter again.
Wu Zhan suddenly raised his right foot and stomped it hard on the ground.
There was a loud noise, and the ground within a radius of more than ten meters shook.
Large swaths of rock formations shattered, and countless head-sized rubbles were sprayed out in all directions, breaking bones and tendons of the surrounding enemies. With just one blow, nearly half of the seventy or eighty enemies around him fell.
The electric light flashed suddenly, and the rectangular object inside collapsed and turned into a ball of thunder the size of a fist.
Wu Jin and Wu Tie screamed at the same time: "Dad!"
Wu Zhan turned around and smiled at Wu Jin and Wu Tie. Already immersed in a crazy fighting spirit, he grinned and said, "Good boy, dad will kill them all, then..."
The thunder fell, and the fist-sized thunder was like running water, quickly covering Wu Zhan's body, and then exploded violently.
Wu Zhan's body suddenly became translucent, and his fuzzy bones could even be seen through his flesh and blood.
The body exploded, and the huge six-meter-high body exploded.
A small number of the remaining forty-odd enemies howled miserably and were blown to pieces by the overflowing lightning.
The witch war disappeared.
Completely annihilated.
Not a single fragment remains.
"Dad!" Wu Tie knelt on the ground, punching the ground with his hands, looking ahead confusedly.
Wu Jin looked back at the raging and boiling water, and then looked at the place where Wu Zhan disappeared.
Wu Tie was crying loudly, and Wu Jin was trembling all over, taking a step across to block Wu Tie.
More than twenty injured men and women were panting, holding weapons and advancing towards Wu Jin and Wu Tie step by step.
As for those Ox Clan warriors and Green Wolf warriors...
In the melee, they had long been blown to pieces.
A figure slowly appeared in the water vapor.
He has a pale face and no beard, and looks to be in his forties or fifties. He is wearing black leather armor and a gray cloak.
What is striking is the huge coat of arms on the middle-aged man's leather chest, which is several times larger than the coat of arms on the chests of his men.
The black mist rolled, and a white skeletal hand poked out from the black mist. In the palm of the white skeletal hand lay several blood-stained gold coins.
The ferocious and ugly coat of arms is enough to represent the profession of this middle-aged man and those behind him.
"This time, we lost money." The middle-aged man held a black viper-headed wooden staff in his left hand and approached Wu Jin and Wu Tie step by step.
He kept shaking his head and said gently: "I've lost money, and I don't know how long it will take to make it back!"
"I'm very angry... Two children, what do you think I should do to get rid of this anger?"
The middle-aged man smiled, his laughter was gentle, but his eyes were extremely fierce.
Wu Tie was so confused that he didn't react at all.
Wu Zhan died...
Wu Yin is dead...
Wu Tong is dead...
Wu Tie's mind was buzzing.
This situation was comparable to a nightmare. It was already very difficult for Wu Tie to persist in not fainting.
Wu Jin shivered and stood in front of Wu Tie.
He was not afraid, but the injuries on his body made him twitch and tremble uncontrollably.
The middle-aged men approached step by step with their hands, each with a gloomy face and gritted teeth.
Suddenly, Wu Jin dropped the long knife in his hand and knelt down with a thud.
Wu Tie trembled with fright and looked at Wu Jin kneeling in front of him in horror.
The middle-aged man and the people behind him were also stunned.
"Kneel down?" The middle-aged man laughed sharply: "You actually... Kneel down!"
"Brother!" Wu Tie cried hoarsely!