Volume 1: The Wind Rises in the Southern Regions Chapter 60 The Enemy Shadow Grows

The happiness of the rest of their lives after the catastrophe had not completely dissipated in everyone, but the faces of Liao Fan and others standing on the ridge rose again.

Sure enough, those barbarians who are determined to repay themselves will not be willing to stop there!

Under the cover of night, in the mountains and forests in the distance, bursts of unscrupulous bonfires stretched horizontally and did not know how far.

In this land of boundless beasts, there is no other possibility for those who can light the fire so without scruples, except for the barbarians who have long been accustomed to colluding with the beast clan!

"Get around, or kill the past!" Mo Fei's tone was gloomy, and the more he was at this time, the more he could realize how hateful those beasts in human skin were.

This time, they miraculously survived and completed the mission, and with the appearance of this group of scum, all this has added unknown variables...

"Kill it?" Liao Fan glared at him angrily, their combat strength was already clear to him.

The last time I suffered a loss and retreated, it was purely a loss of miscalculation, and this time since it is so clear that the carriage and horses are making a comeback, it is natural to make the greatest preparations!

Maybe all the barbarians within the 3,000-mile radius have been summoned by him, and if his gang still crashes into their round-up circle, they will definitely have no return.

"Come around, the barbarians are powerful at the moment, not to mention that they still have countless beasts to help. You can only avoid its edge!"

The mission has been accomplished, and all casualties outside of this may be additional losses to the Killing Martial Pavilion.

Although the black clothes and black armor are very common in the martial arts, each of them is the pillar of each surname group.

If it were replaced by an ordinary clan, it would be more likely to be half the sky of the entire clan! Any impulsive decision would be disrespectful to their lives, and it would also be irresponsible for the clan wall battlefield and the killing of the martial pavilion.

At night they are vulnerable to detection, while orc birds are almost unaffected by them.

Therefore, after Liao Fan and the others discussed the detour route, they ordered everyone to advance close to the depths of the dense forest, and no one should be exposed to the wilderness.

After a period of parallel to the campfires that stretched in the distance, a group of people disappeared into the night like ghosts.

....

"Bitter, we've been here for a long time, when will we be able to do it?" the bonfire crackled in the forest, and the three old men dressed as barbarians asked in a deep voice.

All three of them had long gray hair draped casually over their shoulders, and their fierce eyes flickered with the firelight. Beside them, three huge birds stood like humans, croaking and shouting from time to time.

The head of the clan sat cross-legged and played with a hexagonal wooden box in his hand, and said slowly: "The three brothers came from afar, and they didn't know that there was a terrifying snake in the area ahead, this snake was gloomy and tyrannical, and people and beasts should not approach. There, we can't go. ā€

"Oh, and such beasts, what level is the big snake?" the old man was startled, and then a layer of joy rose on his face.

Since this snake is so arrogant, is it possible to tame it and become its own protective beast? You know, this beast rider is not without any worries when he walks in this boundless wilderness.

Possessing a powerful talisman is the dream of all orc-wielders. Under each other's eyes, the three of them all saw the hint of covetousness in each other's eyes.

The clan leader saw that their reaction was not sarcastic, but he coughed lightly and said slowly: "I have seen it from afar, at least, the Beastmaster level... The three brothers had given up on the idea. ā€

These three men came from the barbarian clan in the area bordering his branch, and he was frustrated and resentful, but he was afraid of being caught again.

In desperation, they had to send a message to them to help.

These three men were brothers, and their names were Wind, Wood, and Fold. A milk compatriot, the strength is not bad! Each of them is a master of opening the three veins, and they have to retreat three points under the joint action.

With their helpers, it would be more than enough to capture and kill those guys who are far away from the clan wall!

"Beastmaster..."The three of them all looked disappointed when they heard this, if there was a blood beast like a python, they would really want to fight.

This beastmaster... They are not qualified enough. Which king of the beast herd is not arrogant, and the dignity of the king has long been engraved into his bones.

What's more, its endless herd of beasts, to touch their tiger whiskers, I'm afraid that the three of them are tired of being crooked.

"Hiss!"

Just as a few people continued to sit and wait, the hexagonal wooden box in the hand of the clan leader suddenly burst into a soft sound.

"Hehe, come out!" Kuhehehe sneered, he had left a mark on one of those Terrans when he first retreated. For now!

"Can you do it?" the three barbarian old men got up in surprise and asked.

Barbarians and Terrans are actually one and the same, but they have been fighting each other for many years and have a hatred passed down from generation to generation. So far, it has evolved into an unsolvable opposition...

This can be reflected in the expressions of these three barbarian masters, this killing has nothing to do with gains and losses, but only out of instinctive killing intent!

Even if you don't get anything, you don't have much friendship with this bitter weekday. But, as long as they can kill, they are willing to come!

"Hmm! ā€

"Understood!" the two second-vein masters of Zaxia Lang and Robe immediately responded, and then blew the wooden flute.

In the night, the sound of the wooden flute in the dense forest spread slowly, but in a short time, the bonfire was extinguished, and more flutes sounded gracefully.

The clan leader sneered bitterly and turned over and rode a triangular rhinoceros that was snorting and shouted, "Let's go! Drink the blood of the human race tonight!"

"Yo cluck~~~" The shouts of barbarians sounded in the dark mountain forest. Then, the rush of the rolling beast's hooves begins!

.....

"Xiao Ting!"

Ouyang Ting, who was in a hurry, was uneasy, and was suddenly startled by the sound in his ears. turned his head, but saw that Cao Kun touched behind him at some point.

"There's something to talk about. Ouyang Ting frowned. Somehow, whenever he saw Cao Kun's face, he felt a little unlucky...

Cao Kun didn't feel that he had left a gray trail in Ouyang Ting's heart at all, only to see him stretch his neck and whisper: "I have a bad premonition... Don't you feel like it's too quiet here?"

"Phew, can you hope for something?" Ouyang Ting was about to curse the street. You say that you look like a weakened god possessed, even if you don't have a black mouth!

But when he was about to scold this guy for two sentences, a voice said angrily: "I also think something is wrong." ā€

Hey, hey, they've all eaten black crows and gone on the road, right?

I saw that the sturdy body was hooked around from time to time, looking around like a thief.

Sure enough, good spirits do not work badly. Liao Fan, who was walking at the front of the team, suddenly raised his hand, and everyone immediately stopped and slowly squatted down and waited for instructions.

"Something is wrong..."Liao Fan frowned and stared at the pitch-black front and said softly.

As Cao Kun said, the forest they were in was too quiet at this time. No, it should be said that it is dead silence!

Liao Fan, who didn't know how many times he had carried out tasks outside the clan wall, instinctively felt that something was wrong, and it was not safe to see even a trace of a poisonous insect.

"How do I feel like I'm being targeted by something!" Mo shook his neck uncomfortably and looked around, the higher the bloodline cultivation, the more sensitive the sixth sense often became.

It may be an illusion that one person feels wrong, but if a group of people are not good....

"I think..."

"Ahh

Just as Liao Fan wanted to speak, suddenly a scream suddenly broke out from the back of the team!

"Defensive !!" Mo didn't shout and ran towards the rear with a broad axe.

The sudden crisis shocked everyone, and although it was very dark, they still tacitly approached each other. The moment the long knife was drawn, the entire forest was filled with a murderous aura.

"Who's in the end!" asked after a moment, Mo asked in vain and returned to the defensive formation.

"Wang, Wangjiang?" shouted a warrior.

"Wang Jiang, talk back!" Wang Qizhao, the fifth commander of the Zuo Daying, couldn't help but change his face when he heard this, and shouted repeatedly.

Liao Fan's heart sank, this Wang Jiang was a person from their left camp. And he... No answer!

"People are gone. Mo didn't say angrily.

"Bang!" interrupted Liao Fan's mouth with a bang.

"Hmm!!" Only two muffled grunts were heard. It's clear that someone has been traumatized!

"Bright fire!Made, the enemy is attacking, !!" There was no need to say more, as soon as the roar fell, the light of the flint flashed, and more than a dozen oil torches instantly lit up the entire darkness!

"Mader Brute !!" The fire lit up, and Ouyang Ting's eyes swept and the scene he saw made him angry.

I saw that just a few feet away from them, round black shadows three circles larger than the grinding disc stood side by side. The green-backed toad with eyes the size of a sea bowl surrounded them at some point.

And the monsters closest to them were all drenched in blood at the moment, and their bloody mouths were full of sharp fangs.

The black robes were still dripping with blood hanging from the corners of their mouths... They actually ate the life of the people who killed the Martial Pavilion!!

"Slaughter them, slaughter them!!" Not only Ouyang Ting, everyone roared madly when they saw such a tragedy.

"Quack~~~Quack~~~"

Faced with the long knives and short shields that were engulfed in boundless anger, those green-backed toads opened their mouths one by one and spit out their long black and smelly tongues to fight back.

That tongue was like a foul-smelling gun in the air, powerful and extremely fast!

What made the samurai even more angry was that there were countless barbs densely distributed on these disgusting tongues, and if one was scratched by the barbs carelessly, the whole arm would lose consciousness in an instant.

"This thing is poisonous! Zhang Po crossbow Zhang Po Feng! Where are your arrows!! " Mo Fei roared.

"Whoosh~~~" The sound of breaking the air roared at the same time, and the two archers in the center of the defensive formation rose up, stepping on the shoulders of the samurai and frantically releasing the power of arrows and blood on their bodies!

At this moment of crisis, even Zhang Poxuan's gloomy face was full of concentration and didn't dare to be careless!

Zhang's arrows crown three thousand clans are by no means vain, the arrows are not vain, and each arrow will hit a green-backed toad.

"Well done!" Seeing this scene, Ouyang Ting couldn't help but applaud.

"Moo... Moo..."

But at this moment, a shocking sound rolled in. The remaining green-backed toads slowly retreated when they heard the sound.

"That's—" Just when everyone was in shock, a tremor of the ground was approaching.

Under the firelight, a black shadow the size of half a house broke countless trees in the bounce, and fell into their sight with a bang!