Yu Meng and several allies stood in the void, with a hint of the cold eyes of a hunter appreciating the prey in the trap, smiling at the local army camp trapped in the sword formation.
Yu Huo's clone and Lord Tu Ling stood outside the tent with ugly expressions on their faces, watching countless local nobles scurrying around like headless flies. They are using various secret techniques and secret treasures to test the sword array that trapped the camp, but all the tests are like stones dropped into the sea without any movement.
If it weren't for the sword energy that erupted on the defensive barrier above the camp from time to time, Yu Huo's clone and Lord Slaughterer would even suspect that maybe there was nothing outside their camp
But the sword energy that came from time to time told them that they were indeed trapped, trapped in the core camp that was about a hundred miles long and wide.
A courageous young nobleman of the Yu tribe put on a set of golden armor with divine light lingering all over his body. He also used a secret treasure to grow a pair of black wings from his back. He knelt down on one knee and silently prayed a few words to the source of his family's faith, the red sun on the third day of September, and then his body turned into a black stream of light and passed through the camp.
The next moment, the Yu tribe youth suddenly fell straight from the sky above the camp with a shrill howl. His body was densely covered with sword marks, and large amounts of blood continued to spurt out from his broken body. The golden armor on his body continued to emit dazzling lightning, and countless pieces of armor fell off his body.
The young man from the Yu tribe fell heavily to the ground, with the sound of cracking bones. In full view of everyone, this brave young man from the Yu tribe broke his neck. Before the local nobles around him could save him, he exhausted all his energy on the spot. Kill.
There was a deathly silence in the huge camp. Suddenly, accompanied by harsh cries, dozens of grumpy Jia tribe generals picked up a group of crying and struggling maids and threw them out of the camp with all their strength.
The Jia tribe generals stood at the east gate of the camp and threw these maids out, but the next moment, the cries of these maids came from the south gate of the camp.
All the local nobles turned their heads and looked at the south gate of the camp as if they had seen a ghost. Dozens of maids who were so frightened that they were lying on the ground were trembling and huddled in the south gate of the camp crying loudly. They and the Yu just now Like the youths of the tribe, they were forcibly sent back to the camp by some magical force as soon as they rushed out of the camp, but these maids who were born in the human race were not harmed in any way.
The local nobles continued to try unwillingly. Whether they used spells or magic weapons, they even threw out a floating mountain peak suspended above the camp that served as a sentry tower. As long as dead objects were thrown into the invisible formation outside the camp, It will definitely disappear without a trace.
As long as any living creature dares to leave the camp, all the members of the Yu, Jia, and Xiu tribes will definitely be thrown back with bruises all over their bodies.
Those who were protected by powerful treasures could barely breathe, but those who had the courage to try were directly killed by the sword energy in the formation, and only one body with residual warmth was thrown back. .
"It's that boy Ji Hao!" Lord Tu Ling sneered at the clone of Yu Huo next to him: "The big formation outside the camp is a sword formation... Look at the wounds on those who were killed and seriously injured. , the fierce sword intention inside, only the disciples of Taoist Yuyu have such fierce sword techniques."
Yu Huo's clone fell into deep thought with a sullen face: "What is he trying to do by trapping us here? Hmm... surrounding the area for reinforcements? Could it be that he has the confidence to cope with the all-out attack of the entire Panyu world?"
Lord Tu Ling squinted his eyes, his eyes flickering, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
After a long, long time, Lord Tu Ling said quietly: "No matter what, it is always a good thing for us? If Panyu World sends reinforcements, the more people die in battle, the greater the benefits we will get, right?"
Yu Huo's clone chuckled: "The Lord is right, no matter what plan they have, as long as the war continues and as long as enough people die fighting, we can only be the winners in the end... Then , in order to stimulate the big families in Panyu world, let’s help Ji Hao and kill all the people in this camp!”
Lord Slaughter Ling licked his lips greedily, and said hurriedly: "Then, let's divide it according to the agreed ratio... The souls of the four adults belong to me, but all the seven emotions and six desires they had before they died are mine."
Suddenly a loud laugh came from a distance, and a noble-born general of the Jia tribe raised a black shuttle that was more than three feet long and shaped like an olive: "Is there no other way? Then, all distinguished adults, please take a look, Our Langlanshan family’s secret ‘Crystal Wall Shuttle’! This is an artifact that can penetrate even the law crystal walls condensed outside the world membranes of some special law worlds!”
A strange light flashed in his eyes. The Jia clan general waved the Jingbi Shuttle in his hand and shouted sternly: "There are only one hundred places. Dear adults, there are only one hundred places. Excluding myself, Jingbi Shuo." The shuttle can take away ninety-nine people!"
Taking a breath of excitement, the Jia Clan general smiled and said: "The formation that trapped us is very mysterious and very... dangerous! Therefore, everyone must want to leave here as soon as possible, but only ninety-nine lucky people can Follow me and leave immediately."
Wisps of cold light flickered on the crystal wall shuttle, and a scalp-numbing sharp energy spurted out from both ends of the shuttle.
Yu Huo's clone and Lord Tu Ling looked at each other. A fierce seven-colored light flashed in Lord Tu Ling's eyes, and he suddenly sneered: "Ninety-nine places? But there are tens of thousands of distinguished adults here! So, fight Well, those who survive to the end will have the chance to leave!"
A black light also flashed in the eyes of Yu Huo's clone. He and the Lord Slaughterer joined forces, and a tsunami-like soul evil force instantly enveloped the entire camp. Nearly half of the local nobles who were panicking and losing their mind suddenly changed their expressions. Without saying a word, they drew their weapons and slashed at their fellow tribesmen around them.
The most miserable thing was the Jia Clan general in Langlan Mountain. Dozens of Jia Clan warriors who were much stronger than him jumped up. They roared in a low voice, and dozens of heavy weapons exploded almost simultaneously. on him.
The general of the Jia tribe was directly beaten to death, and blood mixed with minced meat spurted out for more than ten miles. Seven or eight big hands grabbed the crystal wall shuttle at the same time. The owners of these big hands looked at each other, and hurricanes formed by the cold light of the weapons were The ground rolled up, and everyone was submerged by a bloody storm.
"Kill, fight, cry, shout...and then die!" Yu Huo's clone smiled slowly: "Now that they have asked for help from the mainland, their final value is only this little!"
Taking out a piece of black crystal with great interest, Yu Huo's clone smiled and said: "Such a precious image, we must leave evidence... It's perfect. There will be hundreds more pairs of mortal enemies among the local families in Panyu World. "
The clones of Yu Huo and Lord Tu Ling stood in the bloody wind and laughed loudly. Yu Meng and other colonial saints outside the sword formation were stunned.
Without any sound, Ren Shiba quietly appeared behind Yu Meng and greeted Yu Meng very gently: "Master Yu Meng!"
(End of chapter)