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Lei Chuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was no fear on his face, but instead showed a look of "the cat finally caught the mouse".

Wei Yizi didn't have such a good attitude, and asked directly in a deep voice:

"Your Excellency Scorpion Warrior, when did you start betraying the Terrans?"

At this point, any insults and reprimands are just useless acts, and since he saw that the other party was in the company of the horror clan, there was no trace of luck in Wei Yuzi's heart.

The Heavenly Sword, who had revealed his true face, had taken off the usual humble, gentle mask of the head of the good army, and the hideousness of his face, the excitement and ferocity of his eyes flickering were his true nature.

"Betrayal? Hey hey ......"

Tiandao laughed darkly, but did not answer the question.

In the extremely united race of the human race, it is not particularly uncommon for a few rat droppings to pop up occasionally, after all, there are not many things in this world that can drive people's hearts, and profit is one of them.

Heavenly Sword is not an excellent talent, for him, if he didn't take refuge in another race, he wouldn't have everything he has today, and he might not even be able to cross the spiritual realm at the beginning.

To be able to gain the strength and status of the viscount level, and to spread the lifespan of thousands of years, for all this gained, it is really cost-effective just to pay the price of betraying the race.

This is the true thought of Tiandao's heart.

Lei Chuan scanned the combat power of the ambushers, and the form was not optimistic.

The combat power of all the horror clans is above 800, and those with more than 1000 account for forty percent, of which the number of horror clan battle seats has reached forty, and the number of viscount-level battle seats has ten.

Heavenly Sword and Xiao Longxing are all people at the peak of viscount-level combat power, with a combat power level of more than 1800, and what really made Lei Chuan face the death crisis was a black-colored Aqiluo Horror Clan.

This is a war lord with a power level of over 2000!

When he saw the Battle Monarch of the Terror Clan for the first time, Wei Yizi knew that there was little hope that everyone could escape today, and despair filled his mind.

"Why do you have to work hard to design, even if you destroy the high-level combat power of a military department, it is just an insignificant number for 200 million soldiers."

Wei Yuzi was unexpectedly calm.

"Do you still want to hide it? Old guy. ”

Xiao Longxing glanced at Wei Yuzi casually, and then looked at Xue Luo who was standing aside.

As soon as he saw this look, Wei Yuzi's expression changed greatly, and the panic in his eyes was even more terrifying than when he saw the Battle Monarch emerge from the horror ambush before.

"Zizi, the daughter of a martial marquis, is not of ordinary value!"

Lei Chuan looked at Xue Luo in surprise, but he didn't expect that he turned out to be a marquis, or the daughter of a marquis.

Xue Luo's face was a little pale, but he still barely managed to squeeze out a smile after seeing Lei Chuan's eyes looking at him:

"That's right, I never told you that my father is the Marquis of Yingwu."

Wuhou! Even among the second-rank marquises, it is a very rare existence. It is not easy for ordinary people to climb all the way to the position of marquis, but it is even more difficult to be promoted to the position of Marquis.

If the marquis of Wu really wants to discuss it strictly, it can be regarded as a special title between the marquis and the duke, and the person who can become the marquis of Wu must be a person with high martial arts and outstanding military achievements, and he also needs a very high command talent, that is, he is a strong man who moves the party, and he is also a military commander who is as strategic as a god.

Everyone who can become a martial artist must have an epic record that will be sung by the world for thousands of years.

The Marquis of Yingwu was active on the battlefield of the Wasteland in the past, killing countless alien races. The "epic feat" he accomplished was to lead thirty-six horsemen to destroy the empire established by the dragon hunters in one night.

The Dragonhunters were once a race of dragonmen enslaved by the Wild Dragons. Later, under the leadership of Tianjiao in the clan, he got rid of the shackles of the desolate dragon and established an independent country, and even defeated the desolate dragon army twice in a row.

The Desolate Dragon Race is a race that stands at the top of the Desolate Race, and its power is even stronger than that of the Human Race. The dragon hunters who have been freed from enslavement are third-rate weak clans, but their overall power is stronger than the four desolate people combined.

After the Marquis of Yingwu, he fought against the dragon hunter Tianjiao for seven years, and finally grasped the reality, led the thirty-six horsemen under his tent to raid the imperial city of the dragon hunting empire, challenged the dragon hunter Tianjiao one-on-one and killed it blatantly, most of the strong people of the dragon hunting clan were killed, and the empire collapsed in an instant.

When this incident came out, it caused the Central Wilderness to shake, and one more person was added to the list of the hundred martial marquis of the human race.

The age of Yingwu Hou was less than 100 years old at that time, and he was a real young Tianjiao, and now his age is less than 200 years old.

The more powerful the life, the more difficult it is to give birth to offspring, and the combat power of the wife of the Marquis of Yingwu is not weak, and she is a nobleman with the title of fourth-class viscount.

As long as Xue Luo is captured alive, he can coerce a martial marquis, from a certain point of view, it is indeed necessary to go to such a great length, but ...... What if not to be captured alive?

Wei Yuzi sneered:

"Think you can control a martial artist by capturing his only son alive? You must be underestimating the Terrans. ”

That being said, this is the only chance that the Horror Clan will just capture Xue Luo alive, so that he can have a chance to live. He was already desperate, and the chances of escaping from Ascension were slim in this situation.

Unexpectedly, Tiandao shook his head and sneered:

"No, no, no, we need to capture Miss Xueluo alive? All we want is this ...... on the young lady Skin! ”

At this point, Xue Luo's face turned pale, and Wei Yizi shouted angrily:

"You dare!"

This group of bastards didn't hope to control a martial artist at all, but wanted to plot against it!

Yingwu Hou is now also in the army, joining the battlefield as the commander of the second batch of expeditionary forces, commanding tens of millions of troops, such a figure was plotted, which was definitely a heavy blow to the whole army.

However, even if they knew the enemy's full plan, they could not do anything about it.

"Lock the Heavenly Pride" is one of the trapped formations that the horror clan is proud of, as long as the three viscount-level battle seats are used as the eyes of the formation, even the earl will not be able to escape the shackles in a short time, not to mention, now it is a terrifying clan war lord himself as the array.

Under the cover of the formation, the combat power of the horror clan increases by 30%, and the combat power of the non-horror clan decreases by 30%.

Lei Chuan frowned, under the influence of "Lock Heaven Pride", his current combat power level is only about 1250, this feeling of being tied up by others is really unpleasant!

The Battle Monarch was already impatient, his eyes indifferently glanced at the Terran Spiritual Cultivators, and said in a calm tone:

"Kill them all!"

Before the other party could make a move, Wei Yizi took the first step and roared vigorously:

"Assault of the whole army!"

"Formation! The coiling dragon ascends to heaven and breaks! ”

A loud dragon roar sounded, and a hundred-zhang dragon surrounded everyone's heads, hovering and ascending to the sky, struggling to hit the blood-colored light curtain woven by twelve stone pillars.

"It's useless."

The Heavenly Sword sneered again and again, but he knew that he was by no means the opponent of this formation dragon, so his footsteps connected the dots, and his rapid forward movement suddenly turned into a backward retreat.

Affected by the sound of the dragon's roar, more than a dozen terrifying powerhouses who rushed forward were impacted one after another, and they were shocked to the point of bleeding, and their souls were all destroyed.

And that's just the aftermath.

The Furious Hurricane of the Beasts - The Panlong Ascension to Heaven is the strongest attack array, however, in the determined eyes of the Warlord of the Horror Clan, the Panlong ascended to the sky and impacted the blood-colored light curtain, but it only caused the light patterns to fluctuate, and the Panlong roared and disappeared.

Everyone was shocked physically and mentally, and they opened their mouths one after another to shoot out a bloody arrow, and their faces were pale and wilted.

The Warlord of the Dreaded Clan snorted coldly again:

"Kill!"