The smoke and dust gradually dissipated, and a gray magic mask appeared in place, and behind the light mask, there were twenty figures, firmly blocking Waji, who was still lying on the ground.

Waki now looks very funny, lying on the ground and pouting high, his head and face buried deep in his two arms, like an ostrich hiding his head in the ground, ignoring his head.

After a long time, he did not hear the roar again, and then he dared to stick his head out cautiously and look around cautiously.

When he saw the last twenty people, he crawled to his feet, and the fear and fear on his face were swept away, and anger and anger took over the whole face.

"What's the matter with you? Just now! Hurry! Give me all the time! Kill that guy in the sky for me! I'm going to make him break his body into ten thousand pieces!!"

These twenty people were the twenty wizards, and when they heard Waki's order, they didn't answer, but they all stared coldly at Wari in the sky.

The next moment, they all leaped into the air, and instantly surrounded Wari.

Wari looked coldly at the twenty wizards surrounding him, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he sneered: "One by one, the magic power in your body is vain, are you those artificially created wizards? It's really ridiculous, trampling on the path of cultivation at will, it's really disgusting!"

Listening to Wari's mocking words, the twenty people were still expressionless, but their eyes became more and more murderous.

Suddenly, they raised their right hands forward at the same time, and gray magic power fluctuated and poured out, and soon twenty magic powers connected to each other, forming a magic power ball that trapped Wari.

Looking at the ball wall containing rich magic power in front of him, Wari smiled disdainfully, and a punch came out of thin air, and the powerful fist wind bombarded the ball wall.

"Boom-"

There was a loud bang in the sky, and all twenty wizards trembled, and a palpitation flashed in the depths of their eyes.

"Crunch, crunch, clatter—"

Cracks began to appear on the wall of the Magic Orb where it had been hit by the fist wind, and quickly spread around.

Finally, with a crisp sound, it dissipated into a little bit of debris, like a punctured foam.

On the ground, Waki's arrogant expression disappeared without a trace again, staring at this scene in the air with wide eyes, and his long mouth could not be closed for a long time.

Without waiting for the sorcerers to react, Wari flashed and appeared directly in front of one of the sorcerers.

The wizard was startled by the sudden appearance of Wari in front of him, and subconsciously retreated wildly, but how could his speed compare to Wari?

"Smack-"

Wari's right hand tightly grabbed his neck, and with a bend of his wrist and five fingers, he clattered, and the witch's body softened, and there was no breath between his mouth and nose.

In the blink of an eye, one of the sorcerers was killed, and the other nineteen sorcerers were horrified, and they used their strongest sorcery to blast towards Wari.

Wari casually dropped the dead sorcerer, and the smile on his face was even bigger as he looked at these terrifying witchcraft.

Three-colored light suddenly appeared on it, and nineteen three-colored flames poured out of it, directly facing the nineteen witchcraft head-on.

"Boom——、 boom——、 boom——、boom-"

......

A series of loud noises rang out one after another, and the powerful energy impact caused the heavens and the earth to change color, and the wind was fierce.

The already cloudy sky was now pouring rain and thundering, as if the collision of huge energy had angered the heavens.

The sky was now chaotic, and Wari and the nineteen sorcerers were hidden in the clouds of lightning and thunder.

Everyone in the Vano Holy Tribe was stunned in place, even though it was still raining heavily in the sky, but there was still no one

Individuals take refuge in camp tents.

The battle just now was reflected in everyone's eyes, especially the faces of the "enemy" were so familiar, and finally, some voices began to sound in the crowd.

"That man...... It's Wariada......"

"It seems like it's really Wariada, but ...... The chief said he had betrayed the tribe and was dead. ”

"The Vano Saint is no longer the Vanok Saint of the past, in the past year, how many loyal and good tribes have been persecuted on trumped-up charges, and Waria is afraid that it is also among them. ”

"Yes, in the past, when Wariada was here, how could the chief's cronies dare to bully us as blatantly as they do now, since Wariada is no longer in the tribe, our son is not as good as day by day. ”

......

There are more and more such voices, and many have even secretly shed tears.

Suddenly, there was a violent churn in the clouds, and all eyes were on it.

Another series of roars sounded from it, and then faintly, a dozen shadows appeared in the clouds.

When he saw these shadows clearly, Waki on the ground finally laughed wildly again, "Hahahaha, Wari!

The hearts of the people of the other Vano Holy tribes jerked, they didn't want Wari to die from the bottom of their hearts, this former tribe's "god of war" was very warm to the people of the Ping people.

Many of the tribes, young and old, have received help from Wari, and when Wari was there, the tribe was a reassuring shelter from the wind and rain.

After the departure of the Kwari, the tribe became an exploitative and oppressed cage.

Everyone was staring at the sky, but the dozen or so shadows that appeared became clearer and clearer, it was the nineteen wizards, but there was no Wari.

Eyes were on the clouds again, and many people folded their hands in prayer, but the clouds gradually calmed down and nothing happened.

Watty's wild laughter grew louder and louder, and in his mind, Wari must have been bombarded to the slag by the wizards, and it was impossible for him to appear again.

Just as he took two steps forward with his hands in his hands, ready to welcome the triumphant return of the nineteen wizards, suddenly the watch on his face froze.

Because, in the reflection of his pupils, the more than a dozen wizards who were getting closer and clearer and clearer were actually closing their eyes one by one, bleeding from their seven orifices.

"Puff, puff, puff......"

In a series of muffled sounds, all nineteen wizards smashed to the ground, shattering their bones, like a slap of a deflated mosquito, the blood was pasted on the ground, and it was scattered by the rain.

Everyone looked at the corpses in the pool of blood in a daze, completely unable to believe their eyes.

Why does Waki dare to be so arrogant now? Why can he be so unscrupulous! Why can all the tribes in the Western Regions be afraid of him, even if they are unwilling to bow down to him?

It's because of these sorcerers! These sorcerers suddenly appeared out of nowhere!

Once any tribe dares to defy the Vano Saint and the Mandala tribe, within three days, these sorcerers will bloody that tribe overnight.

Shiwu used to be synonymous with top powerhouses in the Western Regions, but since a year ago, it seems that Shiwu has suddenly become worthless, and a lot of them have suddenly appeared.

From the beginning of the two major tribes and ten wizards besieging the alliance, to now the two major tribes each have about twenty wizards, which makes everyone suspicious and afraid.

But now, these teachers and witches who are fighting for the tiger are all dead, and everyone can't react for a while.

And the one who couldn't accept this fact the most was Waki, his eyes were glazed, his hands hung weakly to his sides, and his upper and lower lips trembled and kept muttering

muttering to himself;

"Both...... ......They're all dead? How is that possible, no...... This can't be true, it's definitely not true!"

In the sky, a bright ray of sunlight suddenly broke through the clouds, and then more and more pillars of light tore through the dark clouds and poured down, and the rain gradually stopped.

A shadow gradually appeared in the radiant sky, clothed in multicolored light, like a god who rescued all beings and descended to the mortal world, and when the people saw this shadow clearly, they all raised their arms and cheered.

The shadow was none other than Wari, unscathed, and the look on his face was calm, as if killing the twenty wizards was an easy task.

Wari slowly descended against the backdrop of countless pillars of light, and then walked towards Waki with unhurried steps.

Waki kept swinging, and when he saw Wari walking towards him, his bloodshot eyes instantly widened, and he was full of horror.

He panicked to run away again, but every time he had only taken a few steps, a shadow flashed not far ahead, and Wari's shadow reappeared in front of him.

The people of the surrounding tribes gradually surrounded him, and there was a glimmer of hope in Waki's desperate eyes, and he shouted, "Give it to me!

However, in the face of this former majestic chief, no one stepped forward to help him at this moment, and even some of his cronies tried to hide in the crowd for fear of being discovered by him.

"Bastards! You bastards! How dare you disobey my orders! I am the chief of the Vano Holy Tribe! How can you disobey me! I want you all to die!!"

Waki shouted frantically, and just as he was about to rush into the crowd to punish those who didn't obey his orders, a majestic figure stood up and stopped him.

This is a warrior of the Varno Holy Tribe, but it should be said that it was, because since Wari left the tribe, his place was taken by a cronie of Waki, and he became a cannon fodder warrior who rushed to the forefront.

There are dense scars on his face and arms, which are all marks of his great contributions to the Vano Holy Tribe, but Waki has never seen it.

His eyes stared at Waki angrily, and his deep voice rang out, "Waki, you selfish and treacherous villain, still vainly trying to save you all at this time?"

Waki was stunned suddenly, and continued to listen to the warrior's words.

"The reason why the tribe is strong is because everyone takes the tribe as their own family and can give everything for the tribe, but what about you! You treat the tribe as your own, for fear that the prestige of the tribe will take your place, so you will do whatever it takes to eradicate dissidents and kill Zhongliang, and it is not a pity that you have died by now!"

"Right—" ......

As soon as the warrior's words fell, a series of echoes rang out one after another, this kind of oppressive domination was something that no one wanted to bear.

The anger in the hearts of the people erupted, and they began to collectively shout about Waki's various crimes, and at the same time approached him.

It can be seen from their gods that each of them is eager to be able to kill Waki with their own hands, and even more so to tear him alive.

Waki looked at the angry approachers, his hands in front of him in horror, and just turned around to run away, but he saw Wari, who had been standing behind him for a long time, and a pair of sharp eyes were firmly fixed on him.

From those eyes, Waki suddenly found that even the courage to resist was gone, as if this look alone was enough to kill him.

His feet softened, and with a pop, he knelt down in front of Wari, covering his face with both hands, and snot and tears flowed out.

"Ask for ...... Please, spare ...... Spare me, I don't want to die......"