Chapter 260: Unexpected

"You!"

Before the Wu Yan here had time to answer, the Wu Youchao over there reacted extremely quickly, and immediately looked at Tang Luo.

The fog in my heart disappeared at once, and the clouds were cleared.

He Wei Wuyan reacted so violently just now, it turned out that the root was actually in this place.

The few people she brought with her were not her attendants at all, but had other identities!

It's just that before Wu Youchao could figure out who the attendants brought by Wu Yu were and what he wanted to do, he didn't have time to shout, Tang Luo had already spread his fingers.

Dragon Snatcher!

Wuyouchao, which was a few meters away from Tang Luo, suddenly flew into Tang Luo's hands.

The power of the totem on his body boiled, turning into defensive power, and a big bird could be seen appearing in the flames and pecking fiercely at Tang Luo's palm.

Tang Luo ignored it at all, allowing the power of the totem to fall on his body, and he couldn't even shake the palm of his hand.

Not only that, but the power of the totem also dissipated for a while due to the power of the anti-shock.

Grabbing Wu Youchao's neck and pinching it gently, Wu Youchao's head tilted slightly, and he died directly at the hands of Tang Luo.

He was not a person who was good at fighting and fighting, he was originally a tribal leader, and he was protected by the power of totem, even a wizard could not help it.

It also has a bit of power in its own combat.

ran into Tang Luo, and he didn't even have a chance to call for help, and died in an instant.

With a casual throw, Wu Youchao fell back to his seat, his head slightly lowered, looking like he was pretending to sleep.

If you don't look closely, it's hard to see that the leader of the Ugin tribe is dead.

All of this happened very suddenly, from the time Tang Luo opened his mouth and started to throw the nest back, it was only a breath or two.

On the high platform, except for the tribal leaders and witches, no one else set foot, and the attention of several leaders was all focused on the battle group in the martial arts arena.

No one saw the death of the nest, and it was all over.

Wu Yan looked at the corpse of Wu Youchao, his heart was complicated, and at the same time, he set off a stormy wave.

She knew that her father's death was inextricably linked to this uncle, even if it wasn't his hand, it was this person who contributed to the death of her father.

If it weren't for Wu You's talent, he was favored by wizards in his early years to accept apprentices, and he showed the hope of being promoted to "wizard" in time, Wu Youchao would probably have attacked this niece a long time ago.

Later, Wu Yu succeeded in becoming a wizard, and Wu Youchao had no possibility to start.

But there is no hope of revenge.

As a tribal leader, he may not be able to fight, but the power of the totem protects the body, even if it is a wizard, it is not easy to really hurt them.

To kill the other party, it is even more difficult, and it is impossible. Wu Yan originally had no chance of revenge in his life, so he could only survive to the death.

finally went to his grave to spit on a mouthful of phlegm, and whipped the corpse to vent his anger was already the limit.

Unexpectedly, Monk Xuanzang suddenly spoke, and then he didn't care about killing Wu Youchao.

Thinking about how to cover up the past, he has already got revenge when he comes to his senses.

How is the mood of the disaster not complicated? As for the stormy seas, needless to say, it is naturally because of Tang Luo's strength.

The leader of the tribe is so difficult to kill, this person is as easy as digging for something.

Sneak attacks or something, to be honest, are basically ineffective against tribal leaders.

If you can kill it by sneak attack, you don't have to think about spitting on the corpse of Uyou's nest.

"Little wooden man, how many do you have?" Seeing that Wu Yan was stunned and didn't speak, Tang Luo asked again.

"A few more." Wu Yan said that she carries ten stand-in wooden figures every day, and if she uses them, she will immediately remake them and replenish them.

There's no way, if you want to save your life, if you encounter danger one day, you can let the stand-in wooden man lead the enemy away.

"Then it's all for the poor monks." Tang Luo said, "Don't worry, the poor monk won't take it for nothing, and when the time comes, I will give you a consecration, which can save your life for a while." ”

"Oh, oh." Wu Yan responded twice, where did she dare to refuse now, let alone open the light to save her life or something, even if Monk Xuanzang wanted to snatch it, she could only send it obediently.

"Hmm." Tang Luo replied and turned his gaze back to the battle group in the martial arts arena.

As he spoke, the situation on the martial arts arena changed again.

The three witches joined forces to fight the white-clothed monk, one sword for one arm, the original form was very good, and it is estimated that it will be won soon.

But after that, Xiong Ba Tianxia destroyed two more swords, but he could only exchange for two hideous wounds on the white-haired monk's body.

After breaking his arm, the white-haired monk became more and more courageous, and had already injured Batu and Xiong Batian.

The two of them were wounded, their breath was unstable, and their combat power plummeted.

Only Qi Wenda, who took the "force" route, was not seriously injured, but the pressure he faced increased greatly, and he could only temporarily keep it alive.

After the three witches had the upper hand for a short time, they actually fought with the white-haired monk again!

The face of the leader of the Fuso tribe was ugly.

The area around the martial arts arena has been surrounded by water, and a net has been laid out, and tens of thousands of soldiers of the most elite soldiers of the Fusang tribe have formed an encirclement posture.

Not even a wizard can rush out.

Judging from the current situation, this white-haired monk will cause a lot of damage even if he is ambushed in the end.

These injuries are all from the Fusang tribe.

"Witch of the Witch, don't you want to make a move?" The leader of the Fusang tribe looked at the high platform of the Ugin tribe and spoke.

If he really freed this murderer and went out to commit murder, his Fusang tribe would inevitably be greatly injured.

"I'm not good at fighting people." Wu Yan said loudly, "It's your Fusang tribe, why haven't you come yet?" ”

From the time from the black disaster to the present, it is not long, but it is not short.

At least it was enough for the Fusang tribe to form a coalition on this side, but it was slightly blocked by the two brothers of the stand-in wooden people, Yin Youqing and Yin Youxi, who had not yet appeared.

"We're just going to get ready for the big formation."

"That's why it's late."

"Don't be surprised, everybody."

Without waiting for the leader of the Fusang tribe to say anything, Yin Youqing and Yin Youqi appeared, and the two still maintained the same action.

The speech is also a sentence from you and me, which can be regarded as the words of one person, and you can't distinguish each other.

"Great array...... "Wu Yan's eyes narrowed.

The six wizards have their own strengths and emphases, and the Yin brothers are good at all kinds of strange formations.

When the two join forces, it is a small formation, which can exert stronger strength, which is also the reason why the strength of the two together is better than that of the other two wizards.

This is the territory of the Fusang tribe again, and it is also a normal means for the two to set up a large array.

It's just that Wu Yan is a little uneasy in his heart, and he doesn't know where it came from.

"Since you're here, let's take the trouble and take this fang." The leader of the Fuso tribe said.

The other tribal leaders also spoke.

Only the dead Wu Youchao didn't react, but he just clashed with Wu Youchao, which almost made people see a joke, and if he didn't speak at this time, everyone just regarded it as ordinary.

Wu Youchao has a good face, and everyone knows it.

"Just do as the kings say."

I don't know if it's cloudy or sunny or cloudy, the two raised their hands at the same time and made all kinds of complex and mysterious gestures.

With the actions of the two of them, the air around them suddenly became viscous.

Although there were no noticeable changes, everyone could feel that they were already in the formation.

There is a looming pressure on all sides, if there is no pressure.

Including the tens of thousands of elite soldiers who formed a siege, the same is true, a veritable large array.

"The array is complete."

"Three more, please."

"Kill this man."

The Yin brothers said a word, and the sticky feeling shrouded in the three of Batu suddenly disappeared.

"Good!"

Batu shouted, and the black qi on Zhou's body was shrouded, and once again turned into a black fist!

The red horns on Zywinda's forehead shimmered red, and a red line crossed it, cutting at the head of the stand-in wooden man.

Xiong Ba Tianxia is a little farther away, and the remaining two swords merge, turning into sword light and rising into the sky, and falling from the sky, the sword light is like thunder!

The stand-in wooden man made a move, and in the face of the combined attack of the three people, brilliant flames burst out from his eyes.

The almost transparent color of amber glass, with the movement of the stand-in wooden figure turning his head, left a trace of high-temperature burning, hot gas distorting the scene.

Glass Flame!

The stand-in wooden man was only seized by Tang Luo, and the reason is this-Liuli Yan.

In the blood of the black calamity, there is a little glazed flame, which is mixed into the stand-in wooden man, enhancing its "power".

It has nothing to do with the amount of blood provided, if Tang Luo is willing, he can provide pure "waste blood" like a river.

Strictly speaking, Tang Luo is not manipulating the stand-in wooden man, but controlling the glazed flame, and the wooden man is just the carrier of the glazed flame.

Holding on until now is already the limit of the carrier, and it just so happens that the rest of the wizards have also arrived.

So, Tang Luo chose to break out at this time.

A flame erupted from the remaining one-arm of the stand-in wooden man, one hand standing on his chest, but countless translucent flame palms appeared on his side, overwhelming the sky and completely enveloping the wizard.

Including the bears a little farther away, the world has not been spared.

A Thousand Hands Can't Defend - Stand-in Wooden Man - One-off Version.

The three wizards didn't even snort, and they turned into three scattered blood mist in the shadow of their palms.

In the next breath, the stand-in wooden man also turned into a cloud of ashes in the flashing flames.

In the eyes of outsiders, it was this white-haired monk who came to the same end at the last moment!

The field was silent for a while, and only the sound of some people's heavy breathing and the sound of their hearts beating violently could be faintly heard.

The silence was broken by the sound of something heavy falling on the ground.

Everyone looked, but the three tribal leaders stood up directly, and some people made the chairs they were sitting on the high platform because of this action, making a sound.

The leaders of the three tribes of Heishui, Teng Snake, and Xiong Zhen all stood on the edge of the high platform, staring at the martial arts arena under the stage.

The face is hard to see, like three volcanoes about to erupt.

He's dead!

The three witches of their tribe suddenly died in front of their eyes!

The last breath is still in good form, and the Yin brothers also made a move, and they wanted to take down the white-haired monk.

The next breath was all gone, and not even the corpse was left, only the blood mist scattered by the three canopies fell to the ground, and no blood stains were formed.

"You did it on purpose?"

The leader of the Xiong Zhen tribe looked at the Yin brothers and asked.

The Yin brothers shook their heads together, and their movements were extremely consistent: "No, my two brothers didn't expect this to happen. ”