The raging fire at the exit of the valley was extinguished, and countless Jia tribe warriors gasped and emerged from the firelight.
The barrier released by the Blood Moon God Tower protected them. The fire did not burn them to death, but the terrible high temperature still penetrated the blood curtain and caused great damage to them. Most of the water in the bodies of tens of thousands of warriors from the Wanjia clan has evaporated, and the skin of many has cracked like a dry desert.
"Kill them!" A Jia tribe general raised his weapon high and pointed hard at Ji Hao and others.
With a 'Pfft' sound, the head of the clan general was pierced by a spear, and billowing flames spurted out from the spear. The Jia clan general's head exploded on the spot, and his burly body fell heavily to the ground.
The nearby Jia tribe warriors screamed in horror. They all looked at the enemy who killed their general, and then their swords were drawn out, and large amounts of blood sprayed out. Accompanied by the terrifying sound of flesh and blood shattering, a figure rushed out of the surrounding Jia warriors and staggered towards Ji Hao.
The man who had just killed the enemy general with one shot and then broke through the siege was Lieshan Gang, who had disappeared after the charge. Ji Hao thought he had been killed long ago. At this moment, he was covered in blood, holding three heads of Jia warriors in his left hand, with seven or eight heavy swords stuck in his body, and strode over with blood spraying all over his body.
"It's our turn!" Ji Hao shouted up to the sky, holding a stone sword in his left hand and a long black stone knife in his right hand. He put down his heavy face armor and strode towards Lieshan Gang to greet him.
"Hehe, I tried my best!" Lie Shanggang laughed strangely, nodded to Ji Hao, and then he fell heavily to the ground and fainted with blood all over his body. The great witch's body is extremely powerful, but after all, it has its limits.
Besieged by hundreds of Jia tribe warriors, Lieshan was just lucky enough to be able to escape alive.
In the broken armor, you can see that dozens of Lieshan Gang's witch caves were blasted to pieces by the weapons of the Jia warriors, and the pure witch power was turning into turbulent winds and spewing out. The witchcraft power leaks out, the cultivation level drops drastically, and the vitality contained in the essence and blood naturally plummets. Not only does Lieshan Gang not have the strength to recover from his injuries, but when he recovers, his cultivation level will decline rapidly.
Ji Hao had no time to help Lieshan Gang, so he flew up and kicked Lieshan Gang on the waist, sending him flying to the back of the team.
Several Lieshan tribe soldiers hurriedly helped Lieshan Gang and dragged him to retreat to the rear. While retreating, large amounts of witchcraft medicine and jars of ointment were continuously used on Lieshan Gang's body.
Dozens of swords and spears were already attacking, and arrows were flashing from behind.
Ji Hao puffed up his chest, and the black mist formed by the essence of Renshui rolled around him, letting the weapons hit him hard.
The armor refined by the turtle spirit has amazing defensive power. The thin black mist allows the Jia warriors to attack wildly. Those heavy weapons cannot break through the interception of the mist, and cannot even touch Ji Hao's armor body.
The long black stone sword brought out a large fire and slashed forward fiercely. The fireworks were overwhelming and confused the eyes of the Jia tribe warriors. The stone sword in the left hand is very simple, just keep slashing left and right, and chop straight in the simplest way.
The Jia warriors surrounded Ji Hao, and they attacked Ji Hao crazily and with all their strength. Ji Hao allowed them to attack, the weapons in his hands brought out rays of light, and struck the opponent's fatal vitals with the same ruthlessness.
On the battlefield, there is no room for dodge, no place for you to dodge. There are people everywhere, front, back, left and right, either enemies or comrades. In addition to pressing forward to fight, taking a step back will bring death to yourself or your comrades.
The long black stone sword brought out dazzling flames on the armor of the Jia warriors, and the shrill crow of crows could be faintly heard in the spurting flames. This inherited witchcraft treasure of the Golden Crow Tribe is very lethal. A sky-opening strike in Ji Hao's hand can cut through the armor of the Jia tribe warriors and injure their bodies.
Wherever the long knife passed, large amounts of blood spurted out, and then the flesh and blood were burned to a crisp by the high temperature.
The Jia warriors roared in pain. The high-temperature attack from the black stone sword brought them extreme pain. Not everyone could bear the taste of their flesh and blood being roasted.
But even more terrifying is the stone sword!
The surface of this holy weapon created by heaven and earth is gray, and the divine object has no light at all. He is just heavy, just sharp, just heavy and sharp. In Ji Hao's hands, he does not need any moves at all. Wherever the stone sword passes, the armor is broken, the weapon is broken, and the tyrannical body of the Jia warrior seems to be... Fruits and vegetables, everything the sword touches can be cut easily.
The long black stone sword in the right hand only made a large number of Jia clan warriors cry out in pain, but the place where the stone sword in the left hand cut was full of heads and corpses, and more than a dozen Jia clan warriors were cut into two pieces by the sword at every turn. The stone sword The terrifying edge contained directly crushed all their vitality.
Ji Hao strode forward. The left side of his body was full of dead bodies, and the right side was full of howling Jia warriors.
Manman gritted his teeth and followed behind Ji Hao, banging his two sledgehammers randomly. She saw the advantage and didn't make any effort towards Ji Hao's left hand. She just focused on shooting at the injured Jia warriors on Ji Hao's right hand.
It's a pity that these Jia tribe warriors had just lost half their lives in the fire, and then were seriously injured by Ji Hao's stone knife. When they couldn't move their bodies flexibly, they met Manman, a guy with terrifying physical strength.
The two heavy hammers were like a mountain pressing down on the top. In the sound of "snap", the heads of the Jia warriors were smashed to pieces one after another, and large amounts of blood spattered everywhere. The battlefield seemed like a peach forest blooming, and the splashing blood was in full bloom. Flower bones.
"Be careful with these two guys!" Another Jia tribe general who was half-baked to death by the barbaric fire and thunder appeared. He gasped and wanted to issue an order for his soldiers to form a battle formation before launching an attack.
With a 'Pfft' sound, Fengxing's arrow shot over at the right time. His arrow passed over Yu Mu's head just right, and Yu Mu wiped the arrow just right, tempering the poison with just the right amount.
The highly poisonous arrow penetrated deeply into the Jia Clan general's throat. Originally, the injury was not fatal, but voodoo burst out. Before the Jia Clan general could pull out the arrow, the poison dyed his whole body green. He collapsed on the spot.
Taisi and Shaosi recited incantations at the same time. Taisi frantically plundered the life energy of the Jia warriors on the battlefield, while Shaosi continued to plunder the good fortune of these Jia warriors and quickly transferred these good fortunes to his side. on the warrior.
More than two thousand Lieshan tribe soldiers followed Ji Hao and Manman, and forced the Jia tribe soldiers who rushed out of the valley back into the valley.
(End of chapter)