There was a "boom", and the tent in the center was directly torn apart.

The two members of the patrol team who had just rushed in instantly flew out screaming, and their bodies slammed into the ground, both of them spurting a mouthful of blood uncontrollably, and their faces turned pale in an instant.

Along with them, a cyan dragon roared out of the tent.

The dragon's head is high, with teeth and claws, although it is only a simulacrum of the true element's mana, but the momentum is still terrifying, and it is obvious that the caster has mastered this spell to the top level.

"Senior Brother Zhou!"

"Awu!"

Seeing such a scene, several patrol members around him immediately surrounded him, and without hesitation, four or five people immediately joined forces to cast spells, and bombarded them with seven or eight spells in a row, which barely smashed the cyan dragon.

"Inside the tent......" shouted a man who fell to the ground and spurted blood, pointing to the tent that had turned to ashes.

"You dare to kill my people in front of me, you are really looking for death!" And at this time, before he could finish speaking, a young man of the Wu clan walked out of the smoke and dust of the explosion and appeared in front of everyone.

This person is the leader of this Wu clan team, the young patriarch of the Jumang tribe.

Seeing his appearance, the many Wu Clan cultivators present immediately lifted their spirits, and one by one, as if they had found the backbone of the main heart, they immediately surrounded him and gathered around him.

For a while, the entire battle situation also changed dramatically.

After the previous raid and killing by Gu Cheng and the others, nearly half of the more than forty Wu Clan cultivators died tragically on the spot, and more than half of the remaining twenty or so people were not lightly injured, and there were only seven or eight people who were really intact.

Comparatively speaking, the situation on the patrol team's side is much better, only two people were really seriously injured, that is, the two people who were injured by Ju Heng's hand, and the remaining eighteen people, most of them were just a little consumed by the true yuan mana, and their own combat power was still maintained at the level of more than ninety percent.

Sensing such a gap, everyone in the patrol team was immediately relieved.

More than forty people can deal with it, and now there are so many people left, if they can't deal with it, it will be really strange.

"Surround them all, don't let them escape a single one!"

Gu Cheng waved his hand and commanded coldly.

The members of the patrol team received orders one after another, and immediately quickly moved their positions, forming an encirclement, surrounding all the remaining Wu cultivators. The head of each of the people who came to the Wu clan represented a piece of merit, and they could receive a reward in Huyan Border Fort, and they were naturally reluctant to let anyone escape.

"Is it your plan to sneak up on us this time?"

Looking at Gu Cheng, Ju Heng gritted his teeth and asked coldly.

As he spoke, there was also a trace of gloomy glint in his eyes, and an undisguised strong killing intent was also revealed from his eyes.

"Hmph, who are you?"

Gu Cheng snorted coldly and asked directly.

"Who am I, you are not qualified to know, today you killed so many of my clansmen, I want you to pay for all this with your own life!" Although he was surrounded by many monks, there was no fear on his face, as if he didn't take these people to heart at all, he scolded angrily, and then the staff he held in his hand shook in the void, and a big earthquake trembled, and another cyan dragon broke out of the ground.

"Giant Wood Dragon Technique, are you from the Jumang tribe?"

Seeing this spell, some memories from the game were instantly recalled in his mind, and Gu Cheng couldn't help but blurt out and ask,

"No, the Giant Wood Dragon Technique is one of the most precious inheritance spells of the Jumang tribe, as far as I know, ordinary clansmen are not qualified to learn, it seems that your status in the Jumang tribe is not low."

Thinking of this, Gu Cheng raised his head, and his gaze at Ju Heng immediately became different.

The higher the status, it means that the more information you know, the greater the harvest will be, if you can torture the "big plan" of the Wu clan from his mouth, then the major sects of the Wei State will also know the real conspiracy of the Wu clan in advance. Under such a premise, if Gu Cheng wanted to change the fate of the Yaoyang Sect, it would undoubtedly become much easier.

"Who are you, how do you know these ......" Hearing Gu Cheng's words, his expression changed slightly, and he immediately stopped the spell, and couldn't help frowning and asked. He had never seen an inland monk know so much about the situation of their Wu Clan, at least a condensation monk could not have known so much.

"Want to know why? Hehe, when I capture you, I will naturally tell you slowly! Gu Cheng sneered on his face, confirming that Ju Heng's identity was not ordinary, and Gu Cheng would not let him run away, in Gu Cheng's opinion, the importance of Ju Heng alone was even more important than the Wu clan team in front of him.

"Except for this person, get rid of everyone else, and leave no one behind!"

At the same time that Gu Cheng shouted these words, he himself held the top-grade magic sword tightly, directly cast the Qingying Sword Technique, and rushed towards the sentence.

"You're looking for death!"

Hearing Gu Cheng's order, Ju Heng was immediately full of anger, and without the slightest hesitation, he immediately controlled the cyan dragon and slammed into Gu Cheng.

The Giant Wood Dragon Technique is one of the inheritance spells of the Jumang tribe, and it is also famous in the game at the beginning, looking at the appearance of Juheng, it is obvious that he has mastered this spell to the point of pure love, Gu Cheng did not dare to touch it, and immediately urged the silver dragon Sanskrit Bell to block the front of this cyan dragon.

With a bang, the cyan dragon slammed into the golden ancient bell.

The ancient bell groaned, and at the same time, bursts of golden ripples were conjured, canceling out all this terrifying power.

The superb magic weapon with thirteen patterns attached to it is indeed extraordinary.

At the same time, Gu Cheng didn't stand by and wait, he immediately urged the Qing Ying Sword Technique with all his strength and killed the sentence horizontally.

At the same moment, the other members of the patrol team also obeyed Gu Cheng's orders and killed the surviving Wu clan cultivators, and the seventeen people rushed up, naturally gaining the upper hand.

Soon, the whole camp was shouting and killing again.

"Boy, I'm going to kill you today!"

Seeing his clansmen being killed one after another, Ju Heng simply gritted his steel teeth, but Gu Cheng dragged him to death, and he had no way to help, so he could only vent all the anger in his heart on Gu Cheng's body.

Although overseas materials are scarce and magic weapons and treasures are scarce, but Ju Heng, as the young patriarch of the Jumang tribe, is naturally not poor, in addition to the robe he wears and the staff he holds in his hand are all superb magic weapons, he then took out a black orb, which turned out to be a superb magic weapon.

Such a set of equipment is simply luxurious.

His face was full of murderous intent, and while shouting angrily at Gu Cheng, he immediately threw the black orb in his hand into the air.

Immediately after, the void shook, and the black orb disappeared directly, and a fierce unicorn monster transformed into its place.

Moreover, the breath of this unicorn monster has reached the level of condensation stage perfection!

(There is one more chapter, which should be before twelve o'clock)