The general looked at Le Wuwu's expression, and the smile on his face became more and more intense. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info He forcibly mustered up his strength and dragged the bronze sword that was nearly a meter long and rushed towards Le Wuwu. He wants to use this artifact given to him by the gods to kill Le Wuwu and kill this shameful usurper in front of him.

At that time, she was truly orthodox, and he was able to control the Nuro people perfectly, and he was their emperor, the supreme emperor, the emperor who talked to the gods. He is the greatest servant of the greatest gods, and the Nuro will always follow the will of the gods.

Killing Le Wuwu, killing Le Wuwu with an artifact is handing over his faith like a god.

He raised his left hand to stop the Nuro attack. He will slay the enemy before him. At that moment, he felt that thousands of sunshines were gathering on him, he was in the center of billions of eyes, his statue was enjoying the tribute of eternity, and his deeds were immortal. He is the founding emperor, the emperor who surpasses the sages.

As long as you cut off the joy and worry in front of you, and cut off the evil human beings in front of you, all this is no longer a dream, and all this is no longer a mirror. His breathing became slightly short, a bright future beckoned to him, and at that moment, he had already imagined what he should do after becoming the emperor, recruiting three thousand beauties from the harem, building an extremely magnificent Abang Palace, and establishing the world's largest army, ruling the heavens and the earth, and dominating all things. The races that had once enslaved the Nuro tribe knelt on the ground in patches, begging for their forgiveness.

"Dark, be careful!" Zhao Ritian came back to his senses from his thoughts, and he saw that the general had already run to the side of Le Wuwu, and he had already raised the bronze sword in his hand. And Joy is still in a state of self-doubt.

Zhao Ritian's actions completely announced his break with the surrounding Tianluo clan, they looked at this general trend, this general trend that they would definitely die, they shouted loudly: "General, we are our own people!" Own! Don't kill us! ”

Zhao Ritian turned to look at this group of people who were partly mutinous and partly silent, he pointed at them angrily, speechless, and finally shook his hand and ran towards the general.

This is the general trend, and the general trend is that the general team defeats the team that is happy and worry-free, and the general trend is the inevitable trend, and they also have to make their own choices. In two days, how can we talk about trust and life and death. They were exposed to completely new ideas, ideas that were contending with a hundred schools of thought. As a guide, Le Wuwu did not grasp their thoughts and did not form an administrative system with him as the center. The Nuro tribes, each with their own thoughts, chose the guide again.

"Elder, we've found our way!" The trend of the times and the aspirations of the people. Of course, there are traitors among the Tianluo clan who follow Le Wuwu, and all of this is a big game of chess. The big bird that had been taken away from the sky had thought about all possible scenarios early, and he was deducing and making complete preparations.

Wrapped in silence, they shouted to the general, "General, please accept our highest respect. "This is the back hand of the big bird, and he secretly rebelled against one Tianluo clan after another, and communicated with them and gave orders.

The general believed that he was the only Nuro who communicated with the gods, but in fact, the gods did not know how many Nuro tribes had rebelled, and every Nuro tribe that he later moved here was his follower. Faith simply for the sake of reverence.

The Tianluo clan on the general's side watched this scene at a loss, they originally wanted to leave from the general's side and go to the side of Le Wuwu. Now, looking at the general trend, they don't know which side they are choosing. So, they were silent, they thought that they would choose neither happiness nor generals, and that being caught in the middle was the best option.

Just two days, two days, time is the most valuable asset. Give Le Wuwu another ten days, it is impossible for everyone to be silent now, give him another ten days, a large number of problems will surface, Zhang Luolin and Xiang Yang will definitely teach him how to take power and how to deal with these problems. But now it's only been two days.

Zhao Ritian tried to hold Le Wuwu and pull him away. He didn't make it.

Zhao Gao used all his strength to raise the bronze sword and hold it high above his head. "Darkness is doomed to perish, and the light of justice will eventually envelop the world." With impassioned words shouted from his mouth, and with a smile of all doomedness, the sword fell.

It's a pity that he is Zhao Gao and a Nuluo tribesman. It's a struggle, and by the rules, his attacks can't hit Le Wuwu, and he can't threaten Le Wuwu anymore. At the moment when the bronze sword was about to fall, Le Wuwu subconsciously moved his body to the right, and he was not on the attack trajectory of the bronze sword. He came to his senses, he no longer fell into confusion, annoying things, and thought about it in the future, now, after solving the things in front of him.

Zhao Gao held the hilt of the bronze sword in both hands, and watched as the bronze sword in his hand slashed towards the ground. He tried to turn the direction of the bronze sword, but he couldn't, his strength was not enough. The bronze sword slammed into the ground with the tip of Le Wu's nose, bounced up, and fell to the side.

The bronze sword first moved violently, making a buzzing sword sound, and then quickly returned to silence.

After Le Wuwu turned around, he reached out and tried to grab Zhao Gao's neck. He grabbed the air, his hand passed through Zhao Gao's neck, they were not like two groups of creatures in the same guard, they had nothing to do with each other.

The bronze sword was not given to the general by the big bird from the beginning, he was reserved for the Tianluo clan who was rebelled by him. If he is there, he can control the bronze sword to fly to the hands of one Tianluo clan after another, and use human lives to exhaust the health of Le Wu.

"Break the game, break the game!" Le Wuwu thought about it as he subconsciously went to the place where the bronze sword fell, he needed a weapon that was slightly suitable.

As soon as he picked up the bronze sword, he was stimulated by the attributes of the bronze sword.

Name: Bronze Sword

Attributes: Attack +5, Physical Penetration +1, Spell Penetration +1

Description: This is a bronze sword that has been crafted with a lot of resources, and it is exceptionally sharp because of the meticulous craftsmanship of the craftsmen. And because the bronze sword was used to cast spells, it gained additional strengthening.

System Shop Recycling Price: 5000 Coins.

Le Wuwu also knows that gold coins are difficult to get, and the top creatures can get more than 10,000 gold coins a day, and this bronze sword created with a huge amount of money can really hold up as an artifact.

"You, you quickly return the artifact of our race to us!" Zhao Gao panted and shouted to Le Wuwu, "Quickly return the artifact to us!" Otherwise, we will kill you! As soon as he left the teachings of his "gods", he became stupid again, and no one could tell the truth about himself as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Artifact, what about your god? How powerful is your God! Le Wuwu asked and pretended to be envious.

Before Zhao Gao could answer, the surrounding Nuluo tribe shouted in adoration: "Our god is in the form of a bird, its eyes are shining, its speed is extremely fast, the god is powerful, it can bring us to the clan in an instant, the god is the most powerful!" God is the greatest! ”

The general's face was very gloomy and gloomy, although his vision was not long-term, he could also understand that divine power had become the greatest constraint on his imperial power. God is able to restrain His power.

"No, I'm the greatest, General!" Zhao Gao shouted unwillingly. He lay on the ground and cried out unwillingly.

"God is the greatest! God is the greatest! "More Nuro have been simply brainwashed by the big birds, they are more numerous and more ferocious. Faith drives people crazy. The voices of the Nuro tribe who supported the general were suppressed and could not be heard. As for the Tianluo clan, who were silent from the beginning to the end, silent, silent, silent. They are no longer qualified to speak, they themselves have lost their position.

At this moment, before they could argue about who was the greatest, from all sides of this crossing, armies came out.

They looked indifferently at the Nuro tribe surrounded by groups, and they looked at Le Wuwu who stood in the middle with resentment. There is no why, because Le Wuwu is blocking the path of their gods, their ancestors.

Since the two sides began to quarrel, the two sides have been endless. As for the fact that Joy is only passively resistant, what is that? What is Passive Resistance? What God wants from you is to give you face, and you should kneel down, hold your tail, and respectfully offer your tribute. Is God wrong? How could God be wrong! It must be your fault.

Therefore, they all gathered together, under the guidance of people with hearts, and gathered together to form this dead end for happiness.

Big Bird first used the Nuro tribe to kill each other, so as to disrupt the happy and worry-free state of mind, if you can kill it, then it is the best! Secondly, the people close to him rebelled and handed out their knives at the most critical moment. In the end, the races around Le Wuwu that he had provoked were the last line of insurance, and in that case, it was unlikely that Le Wuwu would still be able to get out alive. But all the premise of these is that Big Bird can coordinate the whole field, he can play his due role with all the forces and all the arrangements, and the interlocking strategy is the most deadly. It's a pity that the big bird is gone. All the set-ups are starting to have surprises.

The divine and imperial powers of the Nuro tribe are arguing, and the hatred of the carefree race is revealed prematurely, and they can't wait. How could all this have happened if the big bird was there.

It is unlikely that Le Wuwu will be able to get the bronze sword that is now an artifact. This sword is also a rare treasure for races at the high-end level.

He looked at the bronze sword in his hand, and really smiled at the surrounding races - octopus, fishmen, sharks, swordfish, merfolk, deep-sea monsters, tidal giants, and all kinds of monsters, all of them strange-looking races. There are some races that Le Wuwu has never seen. "It's all a subordinate race!"