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Chang Yunzi led people to set off, and Bai Ziji had already led people to Baisha Mountain.

Some people will say that this Bai Ziqi had just left Bai Ziji, so he went to find Chang Yunzi, and in a short moment, how did this Bai Ziji treat the people of the Bai Yu clan so quickly.

The White Feather Clan, was born with two wings, this flight speed is extremely fast, and does not consume vitality, the White Feather Clan and the Shura Clan have fought many times, and the White Feather Clan has relied on this innate ability to evade the pursuit several times, otherwise the White Feather Clan has how to resist the several strong attacks of the Shura Clan.

"Patriarch, not far ahead is the White Sand Mountain. The White Feather Clan scout flew back to Bai Ziji to report the situation.

"......" Bai Ziji didn't speak, raised his hand and waved, nearly a thousand White Feather Clansmen stopped above the night sky, Bai Ziji was the first to fall towards the ground, and nearly a thousand White Feather Clansmen fell to the ground in an orderly manner.

"The Shura clan called the battle today, I observed that there should be nearly three hundred people, the first few battles, the Shura clan was about five hundred, don't be careless, follow me on foot. Bai Ziji's voice was not loud, but the nearly a thousand people of the White Feather Clan could hear it clearly.

On this white sand mountain, there is all sand and gravel, there are no flowers and trees, and there is no place for the Baiyu people to hide.

"Patriarch, the one with the lights in front of you is the camp of the Shura clan. Seeing that Bai Ziji was bringing people here, the Bai Yu clan hurriedly stepped forward, pointed to the faintly visible light, and spoke.

"On this white sand mountain, you can't hide, you have to hit with one blow, hit the Shura clan one by one, advance on foot, wait until you leave and fly immediately, and shoot with arrows first. Bai Ziji gave the order and continued to lead nearly a thousand White Feather Clansmen on foot.

"Ascend into the air!" Bai Ziji saw that he was getting closer and closer to the Shura camp, and he didn't hide himself at this moment, and shouted loudly.

Nearly 1,000 people of the White Feather tribe spread their wings for the first time, flying in this night, this face is spectacular.

"Arrows. Bai Ziji had already picked up his sword, and the arrow had been wound.

"Shoot!" After three breaths, Bai Ziji roared again.

The nearly 1,000 arrow feathers imagined that the Shura people who were patrolling around had already been pierced into hedgehogs, and before they could react, they fell in a pool of blood.

Three rounds of salvo fire, 3,000 arrow feathers, have completely covered the Shura camp, and there is no more way to live.

"Follow me down, find Luo Zikun's body, behead Luo Zikun, and sacrifice my dead clansmen. Bai Ziji landed first, and on the way to land, he shouted.

"Yes, Patriarch!" replied the nearly a thousand White Feather Clansmen in unison.

The Shura tribe is considered to be encamped, corpses are everywhere, and the arrows and feathers are all over the camp.

Bai Ziji led nearly a thousand people to search for a while, and the corpse was rummaged through, but there was no body of Na Luo Zikun, and doubts rose in his heart.

"Withdraw with me!" Bai Ziji's mind flashed with inspiration, and he already knew that this matter was not so simple, and hurriedly spoke.

"Do you want to leave when you're here?!" a voice came from the night sky, and the voice was extremely loud and full of energy.

"......" Nearly a thousand people from the White Feather Clan looked around, but they couldn't find the source of this sound, and they couldn't help but feel a little panic in their hearts.

"Liftoff!" Bai Ziji heard this voice, his words were extremely anxious, and he shouted.

This voice is not Luo Zikun's voice, which shows that the person who spoke is not Luo Zikun, which means that the Shura clan has the support of that strong person, how can Bai Ziji not be anxious.

"Cast the net!" The voice rose again, and a huge net was cast in the night sky, and the people of the White Feather Clan who were about to take off were all knocked to the ground.

"Cut the net!" Bai Ziji ordered, hurriedly speaking.

Nearly a thousand people from the White Feather Clan took out a short blade from their calves and cut it towards the huge net that fell.

"Just shot my Shura tribesmen, then this should be the time to avenge my three hundred Shura tribesmen!" The words fell, the boulder fell, and the white feather people who failed to cut the net and fled were all smashed to the ground, and the white feather tribesmen were originally thin and weak, although they used those wings to protect their bodies, they still couldn't stop the attack of the boulder, and in an instant, the ordinary white feather people fell to the ground.

"Who are you?!" Bai Ziji had already cut the rope net and flew left and right in the air, dodging the flying boulder.

This white sand mountain is piled up with sand and stones, and this boulder is certainly not a thing of this mountain.

"Who am I?!, when you hurt my fourth brother and killed my people, did you ever think that retribution would come so quickly, I Shura Bashasa, like a brother, how can I see my fourth brother being bullied by you?!" Hearing Bai Ziji Culture, the owner of this voice was obviously angry, and shouted sharply.

"You are the head of the Shura Eight Shashas?!Jade-faced Shura, Qiao Binhua?!" Bai Ziji flashed a person in his mind, this person rarely showed up, and that was Qiao Binhua, who ranked first among the Shura Eight Shashas.

"Since you know me, why did you hurt my fourth brother?!" Qiao Binhua slowly appeared from the dark night, if Qiao Binhua was placed in the human race, he must be a beautiful man, with bright eyes and bright teeth, dressed in black, graceful, holding a folding fan in his hand, people who don't know Qiao Binhua's identity must think that this person should be a weak scholar, so he has the name of jade-faced Shura.

"Go, you guys. Bai Ziji knew that he was still a skilled person, and he regretted it at this time, he didn't listen to Chang Yunzi's words, and whispered to the clansmen who could fly behind him.

"I'll give you a chance, you and I go head-to-head, if you can win me, I'll let you go, if you lose, this place will be your tomb in the future. Qiao Binhua raised his hand slightly, the boulder was not falling, and he spoke.

"Talking is a word?!" Bai Ziji had no way to retreat at the moment, and the Shura people did not run to the boulder, but all showed up, close to more than five hundred people, surrounding Bai Ziji and the others.

"A gentleman's word, the horse is difficult to chase!" Qiao Binhua held the folding fan tightly in his right hand, and nodded in the palm of his left hand.

"Okay, then I'll fight you!" Bai Ziji took a deep breath and answered.

"If you have the chance, evacuate first. When Bai Ziji left the station, he instructed again.

"I want to ask you, since you know that I will sneak attack this place, why do you still want to let those three hundred Shura people stay here?!" Bai Ziji landed, looked at Qiao Binhua, and suddenly asked.

"If it weren't for the sacrifice of these three hundred people, you would have come down to find the corpse of my fourth brother?!If it weren't for the sacrifice of these three hundred people, would you be so gullible that this place is the place where my Shura people camped?!" Qiao Binhua did not answer Bai Ziqi, but asked rhetorically.

"I see, I still underestimated the enemy. Bai Ziji shook his head slightly, feeling guilty for the nearly 1,000 tribesmen.

"Then have you ever thought that at this moment, your White Feather Clan is already empty, if you are Fan at this time, who can keep that White Feather Clan?!" Qiao Binhua's words were like a thorn inserted into Bai Ziji's heart.

When Bai Ziji heard this, his eyes were bloodshot and he stared at Qiao Binhua who was not far away, and the short blade in his hand was clenched.