After entering the Iron Salt Tribe, the soldiers were divided into battalions and carried out a total massacre.

They all strictly carried out Dongfang Haotian's orders, cutting people when they saw them, and killing people when they saw them.

Whether it's an infant baby or an eighty or ninety-year-old man, kill them all!

War is so cruel, either you kill me, or I kill you.

The barbarians have never been soft on the people of the Central Plains.

The Central Plains people who died in their hands were not 100 million, but tens of millions.

The barbarians of the Iron Salt Tribe obviously didn't expect it either.

The people of the Central Plains, who they regarded as pigs and sheep, dared to kill their tribe.

Plus it's still dawn and most people are sleeping.

Many barbarians have been awakened from their sleep.

There are even people in the room, who are doing dirty things.

When they came out of the hut, they were all disheveled, and some of them were in a panic and had no shoes on.

His face was confused, dazed, and panicked.

Without the slightest preparation and organization, the entire tribe became a mess.

There were shouts, cries, and angry shouts everywhere.

The whole tribe was also in flames and filled with smoke.

In a short time, the corpses of the barbarians piled up.

In the battle of sneak attack, Dongfang Haotian was a success.

However, at this time, the barbarian army also reacted.

The warriors of the Horde, they quickly organized.

Put on the armor of the defensive animal skin or plunder from the Central Plains, pick up the sword, and kill it.

A team of barbarian warriors saw that Dongfang Haotian kept slaughtering the people of his own tribe.

There was a burst of anger in his heart, and he raised his knife and pounced on him.

Dongfang Haotian's eyes were cold, his sword intent exploded, and a true dragon was cut out.

The dragon roared and shook the sky, and the powerful impact of true qi directly caused countless barbarian warriors to explode to death, spilling blood in the sky.

With the existence of a killing battle body, he can absorb the bloody qi on the battlefield to replenish the true qi.

Dongfang Haotian didn't mean to save his true qi at all, and even used killing moves.

Under each attack, more than a dozen barbarian warriors will be killed.

However, this also aroused the ferocity of the barbarian army, and there were more and more barbarian warriors who surrounded and suppressed Dongfang Haotian.

"Kill him and avenge our people!"

"Kill him!"

The barbarian army slaughtered Dongfang Haotian like a tide.

In an instant, more than a dozen spears attacked him at the same time.

Dongfang Haotian didn't even dodge, stiffened his body, and let the spear stab on his Tianlong battle armor.

The Celestial Dragon Battle Armor, a Lingbao-level defensive armor, is very precious and rare, extremely tough, and it can be broken by ordinary knives and guns.

Just when the barbarian warriors were surprised, how could they not stab in.

Dongfang Haotian's eyes flashed with blood, and he smiled cruelly.

Shout!

The Chengying Sword suddenly roared out with sword qi and swept away.

Poof!

Poof!

The heads of more than a dozen people were cut off by the sword qi, and they all ascended to the sky in an instant, and blood spurted like pillars.

At the same time, the bloody aura that filled the air turned into a crimson mist and sank into his body.

This scene was very strange, and all the barbarians were a little afraid.

They are afraid, which does not mean that Dongfang Haotian's killing has stopped.

He strode into the crowd.

His sword is unstoppable,

Before long, there was a mountain of corpses and rivers of blood flowing under his feet.

He was also bathed in blood.

The barbarian warriors fled in all directions in fear.

Dongfang Haotian held the bloody Chengying Sword in his right hand and the head of a barbarian army leader in his left hand, stepping on the pile of corpses like a mountain.

Then he raised his head, his eyes were shining, and he swept the audience, and shouted: "Come on, come on, don't you want to kill me, why don't you dare to go up!"

At the same time, endless crimson mist continued to sink into his body.

At this moment, an earth-shattering roar sounded, "A bunch of waste, get out of the way of Lao Tzu!"

Immediately, a large man with a large body riding a tiger rushed out of the crowd.

"It's the big leader of Mo Feng, great, the most powerful warrior of my tribe has made a move, this damn Central Plains man is dead!"

Iron Salt Mo Feng obviously has a high reputation in the Iron Salt Tribe.

As soon as he appeared, the barbarian warriors who were frightened by Dongfang Haotian instantly rose in morale.

Looking at the corpses of the tribesmen all over the ground at the feet of Dongfang Haotian, Tie Yan Mo Feng was completely furious.

A roar louder than the roar of the tiger: "Central Plains rats, dare to attack my Iron Salt Tribe, you must die today!"

Immediately, the tiger's eyes were furious, staring directly at Dongfang Haotian, and roared angrily: "I will cut off your head and pay tribute to the people of my tribe!"

Holding a five-foot-long big knife, a true qi enveloped his whole body, riding a big tiger, and rushed up majestically.

"Innate True Qi, True Martial Ninefold Martial Artist!"

Dongfang Haotian sneered in his heart, and was about to step forward to meet the enemy, but was cut off by Huo Quai.

Iron and salt Mo Feng had just ridden a tiger to a distance of less than three meters.

A powerful spear shook the ground into a deep crack.

Then, the strength of the gun was like a bamboo, and without the slightest block, it directly penetrated his heart.

At the heart, a huge hole appeared.

Blood, constantly spurting outward.

Iron and salt Mo Feng, unwilling, disbelieving, he was defeated like this.

Then, the head was planted, and there was no breath.

"Ahh

"Dead?"

"How so!"

"The most powerful warrior of my tribe was killed by a Central Plains man in one shot!"

The warriors of the Iron Salt Tribe, seeing this scene, roared in despair.

The strongest warrior of the tribe is not the enemy of the other party's move.

How strong is this group of Central Plains people who attacked their tribe in the end?

This is too big a blow for them.

Dongfang Haotian stared at Huo Quzhi with a resentful expression.

It means that he blamed him and killed Tie Yan Mo Feng.

Huo Quzhi looked aggrieved.

He saw that his lord had been killing for too long, and he was worried that his true qi and physical strength were not good, and when he reached the end of the strong crossbow, he was in danger, so he cut off Hu and killed Iron Salt Mo Feng for him.

It was expected that his lord was now alive and well, and he must not have any sense of fatigue.

Dongfang Haotian retracted his resentful eyes, raised his arms and shouted: "Brothers, kill me, kill everyone in the Tiefeng tribe, and leave no one behind, in order to avenge the revenge of our Qingyang Mansion with blood for hundreds of years!"

Then he ordered: "Mu Ying listens to the order!"

"The last general!"

Mu Ying, who was covered in blood and was heroic, ran over.

"You, lead the beggar brigade of 2,500 people, surround the entire Iron Salt Tribe, and don't let anyone go. ”

"The last general commands!"

Subsequently, a series of soldiers left the Tiefeng tribe, and then surrounded the entire tribe.

After giving the order, Dongfang Haotian was full of killing intent, and with the Chengying Sword in his hand, he went deep into the Tiefeng tribe again and killed.

Sneak attack, the strong strength of the soldiers of the Great Xia Corps, and the iron and salt Mo Feng were killed in seconds.

At this time, the Tiefeng tribe was completely chaotic and lost the ability to resist.