Chapter Thirty-Three: One Husband is the Gate, Ten Thousand Husbands Don't Open It!

Yes, as Zhuo Tianzhao said, Dishui Village is the last barrier in the hinterland of the Tibetan tribe, and there are at least several layers of defense on the periphery.

If the attack time of the Weihai tribe starts from the reinforcements of Dishui Village to go to the water palace, then it has basically been nearly half a day by now.

Among the reinforcements from Dishui Village, Jing Lang Hao Ran was among them.This time, he brought more than 400 people, including more than 30 god-king-level powerhouses.You must know that the entire Dishui Village, even if you add the men and horses patrolling outside, there are only six or seven hundred people in total.There are only about 40 god-level powerhouses.That is to say, the original strength of Dishuizhai has now been drained out of most of it at once.And with the remaining few people, how can you resist the fierce attack of the Weihai clan.

When he met Qi Long, Zhuo Tianzhao and others halfway, Jing Lang, who was originally leading people to rush to the Water Palace, was very puzzled, but when he got the conclusion that Zhuo Tianzhao and the Lei King had come to after analysis, Jing Lang's face suddenly became extremely embarrassed in an instant, because if the goal of the Weihai clan was really Dishui Village, wouldn't his grandfather Feng Zhengming, who was still stationed in Dishui Village, be very dangerous. Even if Feng Zhengming had already stayed at the level of the mansion master for many years, but the heroes couldn't stand the crowd.

So, Feng Zhengming began to speed up desperately to rush back to Dishui Village, and Zhuo Tianzhao naturally couldn't turn a blind eye to this, so he also took the Lei King and others to quickly follow.

Zhuo Tianzhao, Lei Wang, Qi Long, these three are all powerful existences at the level of the Mansion Master, plus Qingchen, Chiyan, Jinglang, Zhang Heng, Chen Wu, and seven strong men of the Tibetan Sea Clan.

Of course, no one would like war, if they could, they hoped that the previous guess between Zhuo Tianzhao and the Thunder King was just a mistake.

It's a pity.The truth is often extremely cruel.The good fortune of the water palace doesn't seem to have befallen the bottom water village.Because just when Zhuo Tianzhao and his party only spent three hours getting extremely close to the bottom water village.The churning turbulent dark tide and the violent energy energy in front of it all show that a tragic battle has already started in the bottom water village.

"Grandpa......" felt the energy fluctuations in front of him that had not subsided, the scenery waves murmured, and a ray of hope and panic burst out of his eyes.

"It should have happened, it always happened." Zhuo Tianzhao tilted his head and glanced at the Thunder King, both of whom saw a trace of bitterness and helplessness in the eyes of the other party.

But to be honest, for Dishui Village has not been captured so far, Zhuo Tianzhao is still quite puzzled in his heart, is it the other aspects of the Tibetan Sea tribe to come to reinforcements, or the Weihai tribe's force this time is not as strong as imagined.

At this time, the bottom of the water village has been stained red with blood, a mutilated corpse is floating at the bottom of the deep sea, the air film has been in the air, the original neat building has also been reduced to ruins, and the corpses can be seen everywhere, the blood has already gathered into a river, the scene can be described as surprisingly tragic.

"Kill." Compared with Zhuo Tianzhao and the Thunder King, Qi Long and the others, who were members of the Tibetan Sea Clan, suddenly turned red-eyed, and violent killing machines emerged, one by one, like wild beasts, they slaughtered a large group of Weihai Clansmen who came towards them.

This is the bottom of the sea, it is the home of the sea clan, Zhuo Tianzhao and the Thunder King naturally have no intention of entangled with the group of people and horses of the Weihai tribe in front of them, so after the two sides fought together, they quietly bypassed the battle circle, and continued to go deep into the interior of the bottom water village.

And as they quickly approached Dishui Village in the blood-red seawater, Zhuo Tianzhao finally understood the reason why Dishui Village is still standing today, not because the Tibetan tribe came to reinforce troops, nor because the Weihai tribe has too few people and horses, but because of ......

"It's the wind Zhengming.." When Zhuo Tianzhao passed through the air film, looking at the white-haired, blood-soaked tall figure in the center of the field, he couldn't help but be in awe, because at this moment, he could clearly feel the weakness of Feng Zhengming's breath of life.

"What an admirable old fellow." In this regard, even the Thunder King, who has always focused on utilization, couldn't help but let out a sigh of emotion. The dark purple pupils of the thunder light were also slightly contracted, and it was difficult to hide the shock in his heart.

At this moment, Feng Zhengming was wearing a set of domineering red armor, a blood-colored spear in his hand, the burning flame of life had not been completely extinguished, although the breath was weak, but the unparalleled momentum that permeated his body seemed to make him the center of the world.

Obviously, at this moment, Feng Zhengming is already at the end of his strength, and in the distance, there are thousands of Weihai people, and Ma Yiran is watching the battle from the sidelines, and he doesn't seem to be in a hurry to end this battle.

Rumble.

At this time, an earth-shattering roar attracted the attention of Zhuo Tianzhao and the others, only to see that in the other direction, the scenery wave wearing a set of god king suits similar to Feng Zhengming's style was blown out far away.

"Hmph." A slight angry snort came out between his snorts.Half a day ago.Zhuo Tianzhao had already regarded Jinglang as his friend.And he also promised Feng Zhengming to take care of Jinglang.So seeing that the superior god king of the Weihai clan was unforgiving, he continued to pursue the blood-vomiting scenery waves.Zhuo Tianzhao naturally couldn't sit idly by.

Wow.

The Wind Binding Technique was activated without warning.The next moment, the superior god king of the Weihai clan suddenly found that his body had been imprisoned by an invisible energy, and then he couldn't move.But before he could fully react, he felt a slight coolness seep through his neck.Finally, his head flew up inexplicably.Red blood spurted like a fountain from the neck where he lost his head.

Spike.

Wind Binding Technique and Dodge Technique.Zhuo Tianzhao easily cut off the head of a high-ranking god-king level powerhouse with just one palm with a wind attribute.It shook the audience in an instant, causing a commotion among the Weihai people.

Laugh at.

However, Zhuo Tianzhao's movements did not stop there, I saw that his steps were wrong, and his body was inserted into the battle circle where Feng Zhengming was like a ghost.

Silence, deathly silence.

The Weihai clan never dreamed that the battle situation that was originally in the hands of victory would inexplicably kill a Cheng bite gold, and the means were even more clean and tyrannical.