Bai Huai knew that he couldn't rely on Jin Ye at this time, he only needed to take care of the two of them, one was Lin Xin and the other was the patriarch. Jin Ye is too far away from him, and he only hopes that Jin Ye himself will have a back hand.

Just when Bai Huai was thinking about how to escape if he appeared unexpectedly, the patriarchs on the formation map also quieted down, and the scene was quiet and terrifying.

The people of each tribe also took out their weapons, and there was a sound of swords unsheathed. Everyone knows that this is the calm before the storm.

I don't know which patriarch gave the order, "Kill!!"

The scene ignited instantly, and the people of the small tribe scattered, completely ignoring the safety of their own family heads, they were not afraid, the patriarch could stand if he died, and the most important thing now was to kill a few more patriarchs of the big tribes, and it was not so easy for the big tribes to re-establish the patriarch.

Everyone rushed to the nearest patriarch, ready to kill a few more.

The big tribe is worthy of being big, their own men and horses have not moved since the beginning of the chaos, surrounding the patriarch who has not yet escaped from the formation pattern technique, and killing the foreigners close to their side again and again, the speed of the reaction and the proficiency of the means are all amazing.

The patriarchs on the field have already been killed, and those are also the patriarchs of small tribes, and no patriarchs of large tribes have had accidents so far. The tribe where the patriarch was killed, the clansmen also liberated their nature, went crazy, took revenge, and killed people when they saw them......

Jin Ye withdrew from the formation technique, and his mental strength had reached the limit, he endured the sleepiness and wanted to get up, but he had no strength, and his body was sore, as if his spine had been sucked away.

He was behind him who was unable to protect himself, and he didn't forget to glance at Lin Xin worriedly. I was relieved to see that my old friend had no accidents.

"It seems...... I'm going to die here!" Jin Ye muttered, and with the sound of a sword, countless teenagers rushed towards him as he guessed.

Jin Ye opened his eyes, and a sharp feeling unique to a teenager burst out from his eyes, and he seemed to have returned to his youth.

A huge formation pattern appeared in an instant, and a hundred-meter-long knife appeared.

The people on the field were stunned, and then they hugged their heads and ran away, lest the big knife fall on their heads.

This is the formation pattern condensed by Jin Ye with his last spiritual power, this is his last desperate bet, and it is also the hole card he left behind.

He guessed that there would be such a catastrophe this time, and he could have ended this meeting quickly, but the only remaining luck gave him hope for these tribes, and the meeting was doubled, resulting in the current exhaustion of mental power, and he ended up waiting for death.

The big knife fell slowly, facing the white locust side.

"Get down. Bai Huai reacted quickly and pressed Lin Xin to the ground.

Jin Ye showed a relieved smile on his face, "Sure enough, I didn't mistake that kid, but it's a pity that I can't give him anything......"

The blade of the sword swept, and all the people standing in the direction of Baihuai were cut into two pieces, only the patriarchs who were still sitting on the ground and were just about to recover from the formation map survived.

This knife is a warning to everyone, but ...... The teenagers of the various tribes had long lost their fear, and the moment the blade disappeared, even the teenagers of the big tribes rushed forward......

"Old Jin!!" the patriarch shouted in a heart-rending voice when he saw the last scene.

Jin Ye smiled faintly, with a little apology in his smile. Then it was overwhelmed by the flow of people......

The city lord of a generation of Duyou City, who was also the last high-level formation master of the grassland, was killed in the riot.

Jin Ye can't live, the big tribe doesn't allow him to continue to live, his strength makes everyone jealous, so he must be killed at all costs, which also sets the tone of this long-lost grassland war.

"Patriarch, let's retreat quickly. Seeing that the patriarch had recovered, Lin Xin hurriedly urged, just now Jin Ye's knife almost swept away all the obstacles on their side, and this place has also become the safest place on this grassland.

The patriarch ignored Lin Xin, his eyes kept looking at Jin Ye's position, and he didn't even blink his eyelids.

He wants to remember this scene deeply, remember the scene of his old friend leaving, he is old, and there are many things to go, but the death of every friend will be deeply engraved in his bones!

The center of the formation was full of people, and every sharp blade was beckoning to the body of the living, and Jin Ye's position no longer had that familiar shadow, and some were just stumps and broken arms, and it was long time impossible to tell who was who.

Bai Huai knew what the patriarch was thinking at the moment, took Lin Xin's hand, and waited quietly.

Now people have started to move to this position, it is open enough for escape, so everyone who wants to stay alive is running here.

"What about Baihuai?" Lin Xin's eyes were full of horror unique to girls, and they were already out of order.

"There's me. Bai Huai lightly kissed her forehead, she didn't know why, there was no sense of panic in her heart, and her heart was relaxed.

Bai Huai took a few steps forward, violently tore open his robe, revealing his body covered in scars, the lines of his muscles were as perfect as statues, and the costumes of this grassland were too obstructive, affecting his strength.

The torn strips of clothing hung around the waist, like a rag skirt.

took out the broken knife that represented the identity of the owner of the blood machine gate, anyway, there were no more than five people in the world who knew this knife, so he would have the courage to use it outside.

This is a broken folding knife, and the blade still has the lines left by the obvious breakage, which stretches to the hilt. The tip of the blade is a deadly irregular serration, and if it is scratched, it can be devastating to the meridians.

The people who rushed to this side, how could they be afraid of Bai Huai, who was only one person, they clenched their weapons and prepared to deal with the person who stood in the way.

In the face of the huge flow of people, he did not panic at all, and trotted towards them. He wanted to ensure a certain safe distance for Lin Xin and them to prevent her from being affected.

Getting closer and closer to the flow of people...... 10 meters, 5 meters, 3 meters...... One meter!

He was like a boulder holding back the rushing waves.

Hold on to the broken blade, and every swing of the knife takes several lives.

His knife is steady, accurate, light, ruthless, and fast.

Killing ten people in one step, the blade slashed through everyone's throat with precision, the wound was only the size of a hair, and even the blood did not come out, maybe even they knew that they were dead, and they still showed this fanatical and cruel laugh, and died quietly and silently.

In this way, it is murder, but it is more like a beautiful performance, these people are actors, Bai Huai is the protagonist, and they are all dancing a waltz of death with him.

Where the white locust passed, there was a corpse on the ground, there was no blood, no wailing, just silence.

This is Bai Huai's strength, which is already close to the sword skill of a ghost.

"White locust...... Let's go!"