Two hundred white-clothed Wind Clan ambush soldiers slowly approached the clearing, and these two hundred people were Feng Xiaoxi's last hole cards.

From crossing the green hills, rushing here directly from the hillside, hiding halfway up the mountainside, until Feng Xiaoxi ordered the green signal flare, the two hundred people approached the battlefield.

The two hundred men did not gather together, and as ambush soldiers, they needed to approach their opponents quietly, so they dispersed, so that the sound of walking would be much quieter.

A WindClan warrior was walking cautiously, and although the night obstructed their vision, they had been living in the mountains for a long time, and their eyesight was surprisingly good.

I can't help but look around, if there is any trouble, so that I can warn my companions in time.

At this moment, a sharp energy suddenly shot out, and before the Wind Clan warrior could shout, he fell to the ground with his back to the sky, and a small flying knife directly sank into his throat.

Nangong Ruoli reached out to catch the fallen Wind Clan warrior, carefully put him to the ground, glanced at him coldly, and pulled out the flying knife stuck in his neck.

At the same time that Nangong Ruoli was the first to attack, the fifty warriors of the Rain Division tribe who had already been ambushed there took off their clothes one after another, revealing the white underwear inside, and moved closer to the nearest Wind Clan warrior.

The sound of a sharp weapon cutting through the throat was unusually concealed on the noisy battlefield, and an ambush soldier of the Famous Wind Clan kept falling.

"Poof-" Nangong Ruoli fiercely plunged the dagger into the neck artery of a Wind Clan warrior, bringing out a puddle of red blood.

This was the fifth Wind Clan warrior he had killed, and there were only about eighty of the two hundred Wind Clan ambush soldiers left.

"There's an enemy—" Finally, a warrior from the Rain Division clan was exposed by the Wind Clan's ambush due to his slow hands and feet.

The remaining eighty or so Wind Clan ambush soldiers found out about the situation at this time, and they were all shocked, the number of people was significantly reduced, and the other party was also dressed in white, and he couldn't see his face in the middle of the night, and he fell into chaos.

"Don't panic, they are not many in number, and their clothes are different from ours, you can spot them when you get closer, turn around and kill them!" one of them shouted.

Now that their whereabouts have been exposed, there is no need to hide, and the remaining eighty or so Wind Clan warriors immediately turned around and killed them one after another.

"Whoosh-" Nangong Ruoli shot out four flying knives directly, killing the four Wind Clan warriors closest to him one by one, his body moved, and the dagger in his hand stabbed towards another Wind Clan warrior like a poisonous snake spitting out the core!

"Kill—" A loud voice sounded behind these Wind Clan ambush soldiers, and at the same time, those Rain Master warriors who had been hiding in the bushes waved their weapons out of the bushes.

This is the method of completion that Nangong Ruoli thought of in the end, the hundred people simulated the screams of being shot, so that the other party was negligent and thought that they had hung up.

Continue to hide in the bushes, waiting for the arrival of the opponent's ambush, forming a flank with the previous fifty people, and eliminating this ambush in one fell swoop.

With the addition of these 100 new forces, the previous fifty Rain Master Clan warriors immediately felt a lot of pressure, and the Wind Clan warriors, who were already a little frightened, became even more confused.

The battle turned into a one-sided situation, and the more than eighty Feng Clan ambush soldiers who were attacked on their backs quickly fell in a pool of blood, and Nangong Ruo alone killed as many as twenty-two opponents.

"Everyone put on your clothes and kill me out!" Now there should be less than two hundred Wind Clan warriors on the battlefield, and our one hundred and fifty people plus one hundred people outside, with the fifty archers on the tree, will quickly eat them!" Nangong Ruo left the mouth.

Easily eliminated so many people on the other side, and a group of soldiers of the Yushi clan had a sincere admiration for this ten-year-old Nangong young master, and immediately took up their weapons, put on their clothes, and rushed out to kill outside.

The hundred warriors of the Rain Master Clan, who had been shooting at each other with bows and arrows, heard the sound of rushing in the bushes, and their faces showed a hint of ecstasy.

At that moment, they all discarded the longbow in their hands, drew the weapons in their hands, and rushed towards the more than 100 Wind Clan warriors in the center of the field!

At the same time, there were constant screams in the woods, and Nangong Ruoli knew that it was the two hundred warriors of the Yushi clan who were ambushed under the archer tree, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook up a smile again.

Nangong Ruoli's figure flickered, and the dagger in his hand seemed to be a poisonous snake, constantly harvesting the other party's life.

At this moment, he had already unleashed the Heavenly Rebellion True Qi hidden in the snow, and his speed and strength had increased several times, although the Wind Clan warriors were good at fighting, but there were not many who had entered the human-level realm.

Among the various tribes, almost all the people who have reached the human-level entry realm are the generals of some small detachments who have been entrusted with important tasks, so Nangong Ruoli has not encountered such a master for a while.

The Heavenly Rebellion True Qi was surging, and Nangong Ruoli carefully controlled the True Qi and poured it into the dagger in his hand, and it was not sent out through the weapon like other masters.

In this way, his attacks are more hidden, and the consumption of true qi is also reduced a lot, but the lethality is doubled.

Ten-year-old Nangong Ruoli was extremely small in the crowd, and those Feng Clan warriors who were killed by him never thought that they would die in the hands of a ten-year-old boy.

And his movements are clean and neat, without a trace of fancy, all of them are killer moves that he trained in the special forces in his previous life.

Nangong Ruoli gradually moved through the crowd, and his target was impressively pointed at a white-clothed Feng Clan general.

This man was holding an iron long sword, the tip of the sword spewed out three feet of white light, and seven or eight warriors of the Rain Master Clan surrounded him in the center, Rao was like this, and four warriors of the Rain Master Clan fell beside him.

"Human-level fifth-order realm! It's not bad!" Nangong Ruo judged the opponent's level with a single move, and at the same time, his body shape was also approaching outside their battle circle.

With a shake of his palm, two flying knives appeared in his hand at the same time, and as Nangong Ruoli shouted, the two flying knives drew two strange arcs and flew out of their hands.

The Wind Clan general was flying up with a kick and kicking a Rain Master warrior away, and suddenly there was a hint of alarm in his heart!

The sword qi is vertical and horizontal, relying on the feeling of many years of fighting, facing the two rapidly flying strengths, a sword slashes out!

"Ding-" A flying knife was directly shocked out by his fierce sword qi, while the other flying knife was about to be slashed by the sword qi, and once again drew a strange arc.

The flying knife suddenly changed direction on the way out, and it was able to bypass the man's sword qi and plunge directly into his shoulder.

This is a stunt that Nangong Ruoli has been practicing hard, in the last life, because the earth's spiritual energy was exhausted, the internal strength and true qi were almost impossible to cultivate, so the stunt that changed direction in the middle of this hand could never be brought into play.

At that time, it was also a pity to become Nangong Ruoli, but I didn't want to fulfill my dream in this life.

"Flying knives, how can this be?" The man couldn't believe that the flying knives that flew out of his hands could still continue to change direction, and he held his injured left shoulder in astonishment and retreated.

However, a thin figure in the slope did not give him the slightest respite, and pounced directly.

In long-distance combat, there are flying knives to win by surprise, and close combat is Nangong Ruoli's strength, so at the same time that person was stabbed by the flying knife, Nangong Ruoli flew directly and pounced.

Enduring the sharp pain in his left shoulder, the man swung his long sword hard, wanting to stop Nangong Ruoli, judging from his feelings, the other party should not be very old, and his body is also very thin.

originally thought that even if this sword could not kill Nangong Ruoli, it would definitely force him back, but he didn't know that Nangong Ruoli, who rushed to the ground, fell to the ground.

Seeing this, the Feng Clan general couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and watched Nangong Ruoli take advantage of this downward momentum and directly avoid his long sword.

At the moment when his body was about to touch the ground, Nangong Ruoli suddenly supported the ground with both hands, and took advantage of this support to roll for several weeks, rolling directly to the side of the Wind Clan general.

Everything just happened between lightning and flint, and by the time the Wind Clan leader reacted, Nangong Ruoli was already in his stunned gaze, brandishing a dagger and stabbing it into his calf.

"Ahh

However, Nangong Ruoli had already prepared, and after the blow was successful, his left palm supported the ground, and his body flipped over with strength, falling directly behind the Feng Clan general.

"I'll give you one last ride!" Nangong Ruoli's slightly playful voice sounded, and the leader only felt a cold feeling coming from his vest.

In disbelief, he wanted to reach out to grab Nangong Ruoli behind him, but his arm was softly beaten.

Pulling out the dagger in his hand, Nangong Ruoli couldn't help but feel a little excited, this was the first time he had independently killed a human-level fifth-order master since he came to this world.