The clothes on Ye Feng's body were almost completely stained red with blood, and they had become a bloody garment, but he didn't do anything more than give himself a few pills, and didn't do anything that might drag down these warriors.

They had barely retreated a few meters before they were under intense attack, and the enemy's frenzied retaliation made it impossible for them to move.

But the night breeze did not panic in the slightest, and still retreated calmly and methodically.

Seeing that they were about to fall into the encirclement again, there was a sudden commotion under the city walls.

"Protect your lordship! Protect your adults! ”

There were unfamiliar voices, incessant chanting, and even explosions, and even the people on the city walls heard the movement.

Although the expression on Night Wind's face did not change, his heart was suddenly relieved.

It's finally here!

Previously, he sent a good man to find the elite warriors of the other part of the Daba tribe according to his instructions, so that they could return in time. If I'm not mistaken, those people have finally arrived now.

It's a little late, but it's still too late.

As soon as Night Wind's heart relaxed, there was some relaxation for a while, and the next moment, an arrow flew in, piercing his shoulder blade hard, and the arrow completely submerged, three inches into the flesh, and a large area of blood spread.

The night wind was already scarred, his body was already at the end of the crossbow, and he could fall down at any time, but now the injury was even more injured, so that his will was a little blurred, but he still bit the tip of his tongue, the pain stimulated him to regain some consciousness slightly, without any hesitation to hold the arrow, the trembling hand was unusually stable at this moment, and suddenly pulled out the arrow, splashing a puddle of blood.

He rolled out the small pill he pressed under the tip of his tongue and swallowed it, and suddenly the whole person was like a dead tree in spring, the effect of the medicine was quickly exerted, and a warm feeling filled his whole body, stimulating the potential of his body, and the healing ability instantly increased several times.

It was precisely because of this that Night Wind was able to continue the already broken body for himself and did not fall directly.

"Hurry up, let everyone retreat!"

Night Wind's voice was very hoarse, and even his eyes were red, which was quite terrifying.

These elite warriors of the Daba tribe are completely obedient to his orders, and everything is done with the highest standard of his life.

Although they were very worried about Night Wind's physical condition at this time, they knew that no one knew how to save people better than Night Wind, so they could only suppress their worries, only retain their obedience and calmness as soldiers, and obey his orders and promulgate them.

All the surviving warriors on the walls began to consciously gather in the direction of the night wind, relying on each other to fight.

The young man standing on the high wall, controlling the situation like a red ghost, drew his bow and arrows, as if looking for his next target.

However, in the next moment, several throwing knives flew towards him, blocking all his retreats.

The young man hurriedly retreated, but there was only such a small position on the city wall, and in the end, he could only retreat and was stabbed into the skin by a strange purple flying knife, and soon his lips were purple.

But this person is also very decisive.

After being stabbed by a flying knife, he immediately cut off that piece of flesh, and he didn't feel any pity at all, as if he really didn't feel pain.

Night Wind They are because they have drugs that shield their senses, but this person endures it completely on his own.

It's just that the poisons specially prepared for tribal warfare by Night Wind are specially made, and the toxicity is very strong, even so, the poison has spread to the person's whole body, but it is relatively weak enough for him to struggle a little longer, and in the end he still can't escape death.

In particular, once poisoned, the combat effectiveness will also drop rapidly.

After being poisoned, the man stopped fighting, and soon jumped off the higher part of the city wall that was an easy target, and disappeared into the crowd.

The night breeze didn't stop it—though it couldn't stop it.

He just put everything he had on him to good use to attack, trying to keep the enemy clear.

Now that everyone is more gathered, the damage of the powder is indistinguishable, so it can't be used casually.

But fortunately, Night Wind has just given himself the medicine to stimulate his potential, and his current physical condition is more than enough to support him to do some heavier things, so he is still fine.

But even so, after Night Wind took out a set of throwing knives from his space, he was unable to continue to take things from them, and could only rip off the beads on his belt one by one, and then attack them as weapons.

- At this time, shouldn't you be glad that he has always had a sense of crisis, and before he set off, he equipped himself with all kinds of lethal things that can be used as weapons, otherwise, he would only be able to become a drag oil bottle that can do nothing.

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The night wind was fierce above them, and the intensity below was no less intense.

Compared to the night wind, the battle above them was only a cold weapon, and after the elite warriors of the Daba clan below appeared, they directly went down with two gunpowders, and the flesh and blood of the people who exploded flew together, which was very rhythmic.

Because there are still so many Balo warriors guarding Xihe below, the target is too obvious, and these Daba warriors will directly hit them as soon as they come.

In addition to cold weapons, there are also some hot weapons in their hands.

It's like what kind of multiple rocket launchers: a swarm of bees, or mines, earth-shattering thunder, it's really all full of hanging.

From the moment he knew that the tribal war was about to break out, Night Wind began to consciously let the people of the Daba tribe search for some things such as sulfur, only to learn that thermal weapons actually exist in the Chaos War Realm, but the methods used are relatively rough.

Every alchemist must be able to configure gunpowder well.

Because they know exactly how much of the ingredients are used, or rather, they are often able to blend the best proportions to exert maximum power.

Therefore, after the improvement of the night wind, various thermal weapon products that were originally eliminated by the Daba clan and thought would be injured by mistake, the power range is uncertain, and the explosion is unstable have come in handy again, but this is also the first time that they have come in handy in actual combat.

The warriors of the Daba tribe below cooperated tacitly, one holding a shield and the other throwing bullets, advancing in an orderly manner.

They were also very anxious and remorseful at this time.

Although they didn't know what was going on above, just by looking at these people from the Balo tribe and the warriors who were still climbing up the ladder, they knew how critical the situation above would be.

Because they know that this is just the place of a small tribe, and how many of them can there be? Even if there are people, how many of them can be used as combat power? Not to mention, these people have still experienced a city battle, so there is even less usable combat power left.

And at this time, the Night Wind, the Night Lord of their Daba tribe who is comparable to the existence of wizards, is present there. There, there may still be these good brothers who grew up together and used to fight side by side. And they, at this time, are in danger of dying at any time.

At this moment, these Daba warriors only hated and regretted that they could not have come a little faster, a little faster, to come earlier and better to help the Night Wind and them?

Nightwind didn't know what these warriors were thinking, and even rejoiced at their arrival at this time.

This kind of mood is probably like sending charcoal in the snow.

The speed of the warriors of the Daba tribe below is still very fast, or in other words, the number of warriors below is relatively small, and they were caught off guard, and there is such a weak and weak existence of Xihe, when the warriors of the Daba tribe took advantage of the chaos to quickly sneak to Xihe and kidnap him, these warriors had to be restrained, and they were ordered to retreat by the warriors of the Daba tribe.

But even so, when they were ordered to lay down their weapons, these Baluo warriors were still reluctant, and only looked at Xihe frequently, but they still held the weapons in their hands tightly.

The Daba warriors were a little annoyed, but honestly, they could understand it.

Although they respect and revere Xihe, laying down their arms is like asking them to surrender their lives and put themselves in a situation where they have nothing to rely on.

As a warrior, no one would do that.

But at the same time, they are also worried about Xihe's safety, and their hearts are constantly entangled.

This is probably an irreconcilable contradiction.

The warriors of the Daba tribe simply stopped insisting on this, and just shouted to the people on the city wall.

"Listen, the little people of the Barro! Now your generals are in my hands! If you still want him alive, stop fighting! ”

"I'll repeat what I just said! Listen to the little people of the Barlow tribe! Now your generals are in my hands! If you still want him alive, stop fighting! ”

"Did you hear that?! I'll repeat one last time! Listen to the little people of the Barlow tribe! Now your generals are in my hands! If you want him alive, stop fighting—"

The loud voice echoed and shouted three more times, and even the most stubborn warrior of the Balo tribe could not pretend not to hear it.

If they turn a blind eye to this, they are afraid that they will be said to be disrespectful, uncaring, and unprotective of Xihe, and Xihe's status is like that of a wizard, so you can imagine the consequences of such a situation.

Therefore, these warriors can only barely make themselves struggle to wake up from the red-eyed state, and use the only reason to hold themselves from acting rashly.

The night wind also made his own warriors stop, and if they didn't listen to the command and couldn't stop, they would directly attack the person with a sharp soul attack to stun the person, and then let the others take the person down, and forget it.

In the previous time, he had already taken the opportunity to knock a lot of medicine.

This is really a very forced thing, if it weren't really critical, Night Wind would never do such a thing!

He is the most turtle hair, not a masterpiece, the usual elixir is the kind of free of impurities, completely the purest Danqi.

But this time in the Chaos War Realm, although the medicinal materials are all superb, the utensils are very rough and simple, even if the best medicinal materials are, if there are not enough utensils that can match them, they will not be able to refine the superb elixir.

No matter how superb the refining level of Night Wind is, no matter how excellent the technique is, it is also inevitable that these medicines will carry some impurities.

It's definitely something that Night Wind hasn't encountered in hundreds of years! He swears!

It's a shame! But there is no way to change the status quo.

Such an elixir would never be used by him on weekdays.

Even if these medicines are already the best elixirs in the eyes of the outside world, they still can't meet his standards for turtle hair.

However, now that the situation is special, in order to save his life, Yefeng has to condescend to himself.

Because now he is just an 'ordinary person's body, there is no way to eliminate those impurities, and it is not a good thing to keep it in his body, it will hinder his cultivation, not to mention that he has not cultivated at this time, no matter how serious it is, it may block his meridians.

In fact, if it weren't for the whereabouts of Qiankun Ding, with such a world-class refining furnace, Ye Feng would still not be able to take the pill.

After all, no matter what, it can't hinder his cultivation in the future!

With Qiankun Ding, he can do a lot more.

He can refine the perfect elixir, and he can also use himself as an elixir to refine, removing his own impurities, which is another refinement and leap for himself.

As for why the night wind didn't take advantage of the danger of others and let his own people do it......

- Of course, not because of any gentlemanly demeanor! There is no such thing as being able to exist in him!

It's just that now they are at a disadvantage, and everyone is red-eyed again, even if they can stop for the sake of Xihe's safety, no one dares to guarantee that after seeing blood again, especially after their own brother's blood, these people will not be able to control it again, and then do it again.

After both sides stopped, the Daba warriors did not act rashly, but just let the Baluo warriors on the city wall come down first.

Although the Balo warriors were very reluctant, they still listened to their threats and reluctantly went down.

After they gradually went down, the people on the city wall who had been holding their breath were finally relieved, and as soon as they relaxed, they almost passed away.

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The author has something to say:

It's time to love you again every day! The author threw himself into the arms of typing!

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As usual, Kavin, I didn't make it up, but I didn't miss it either.

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