Curry and Zell are both half-orcs, and their strength is naturally much greater, especially against an indigenous powerhouse like Yang, who is average.

Yang didn't have that kind of powerful body, so he couldn't dodge the attacks of the two at all, so he could only make a hard connection one at a time.

This is more in line with the meaning of the two.

Coupled with Ban's constant sneak attacks on the side, Yang's state is already precarious.

"Damn, am I going to die here?" Yang didn't think he had the ability to die without a trace of blood.

However, he searched for all the methods, and none of them could get him out of danger of his life, thinking that in the end, Yang was already helpless in his heart, just passively defending, hoping that the supreme elder in his clan would come as soon as possible.

"Meteor Fist!" Zell shouted, pinpointing a flaw and punching Yang in the chest.

"Boom!"

There was a huge roar, and Yang's body was instantly imprinted on the ground.

With the click of the ground shattering, there was suddenly a huge abyss thousands of kilometers deep in the depths of the canyon.

"Ahem..."Yang struggled to stand up in a daze, and his physical condition was already extremely poor.

"Hey!" Ban tossed the nunchucks as a ranged weapon, and Curry teleported at the same time, instantly arriving in front of Yang.

"Give me death!" Under the combined force of the three of them, Yang didn't have the slightest ability to fight back, his body fell apart, and his consciousness gradually disappeared...

"This guy is really hard to kill. The three of them were afraid that the sun would not die, so they made up a few more knives, and then they breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't be poor, get out quickly, it's been twelve minutes. Zell gave Curry and Ben a blank look and flew quickly into the sky.

And Ace and Beach in the distance also joined the three of them at the first time, and several people didn't dare to stay at all, and fled frantically into the distance.

Three minutes later, a strong man of the Mark clan flew in from a distance, looking at the ground under his feet that had been destroyed by the battle with a gloomy face.

When I looked at it, I saw three trembling mayors hiding in the corner.

"Elder!" the three of them hurriedly bent down and saluted, but their bodies continued to tremble.

They have been mixed in the mark clan for so long, and they are still very familiar with the person in front of them.

The Supreme Elder of the Mark, Box!

The short-tempered fire-based powerhouse, the number of clansmen who died in his hands was no less than 100,000, and the number of aliens who died in his hands was estimated to have broken one million.

This is a madman who is so crazy that he kills his own people!

"Tell me, what's going on?"

Even though the box was not oppressed with any momentum, it sounded like nine days of ice, cold to the bone!

The three of them hurriedly explained what they saw as it was, and they didn't let go of all the details.

"You mean, it's the people who kill the people?" the box's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Exactly, the strength of those three people is comparable to Elder Yang, and in eleven or twelve minutes, the elder will be killed. ”

"Then why are you still alive?" the box turned to look at the three of them, a slight smile on his lips.

"Elder, what we said is true!" the three of them fell to the ground, tears streaming down their faces.

"The people of the Yan clan attacked, Elder Yang died in battle, and you three little guys in the Imperial Realm are still alive..."

With a slap of the box, a powerful flame instantly engulfed the three of them.

The three of them didn't have time to react before they died, turning into a dusty crowd.

"You guys, damn it!" the box snorted, stepped on it, and disappeared in an instant.

A day later, on the Holy Mountain, the Mark people were stationed.

The three supreme elders of the box, Xi, and Mai sat at the head of the hall, eleven ordinary elders sat below, and more than a hundred ordinary elite clansmen stood in the hall.

"Let's talk about it. The box announced the matter.

"That's really unreasonable!" The faces of the two Supreme Elders, Xi and Mai, were very unsightly.

For them, it is a big shame to have such a thing happen.

How ridiculous is it to be killed by a foreigner in his own realm to kill the elders of his own clan?

In the history of their mark clan, there really has never been such a thing.

"Three elders, Yang was killed, this matter must not be tolerated, recently the Yang clan and the Yang clan have just started a war, the Yang clan even dares to provoke our Ma clan, I will, join the war, and teach this group of people who don't know the height of the sky and the height of the earth!"

Li stood up, his breath was a little weak, and he looked indignant.

Since he came back, he has carefully thought about whether he has offended the high-ranking of the Shu clan somewhere, so that the family will send a master to kill him.

But he thought about it over and over again, and he hadn't done those things.

In other words, the Gang did this against his entire race! And he was just the target of others, and he suffered an unwarranted disaster.

And seeing Yang's fate today, Li was even more shocked into a cold sweat.

You must know that Yang was taunting himself in front of him four days ago, which made him lose his temper, but he didn't expect that he heard the news of his death in just four days.

If this continues, the elders of their clan will not dare to go out of the gate of the holy mountain!

"Elder Li, you can't help but feel a sense of personal vendetta when you say that, right?" an elder stood up and teased Li.

Li glanced at it, this person was the elder Wei who had never dealt with him very well, a thunderbolt ability, and his strength had always stabilized himself, which made him sulk a lot.

As soon as Wei said this, Li's temper was also aroused.

"When I say that, it's all for the sake of the community!"

"How many elders are there in our race?"

"It's only fifteen, and now one has been killed, if we don't resist again, do we have to wait for them to slowly kill all the elders of my race?!" Li pointed at Wei, his face full of anger.

"Even if this is the case, it is not necessary to directly participate in the war, in a war, how big is the loss of our race?" is simply immeasurable!" Wei snorted coldly, and then let out a sneer.

"As I wanted, ask a Supreme Elder to lead the team and take me and others to confront them, and ask them what they mean, and if they die without repentance, it will not be too late to do it again. ”

"If they kill one of our Markers, we will ask them to hand over the three!"

"I think this is the best policy, and I ask the three Supreme Elders to decide. Vi saluted the three of them and sat back in her seat.

"That's what I mean, starting a war rashly, the loss of the clan is too great, it's better to ask questions first, if you have to fight, our clan is not afraid of them!" Xi nodded, agreeing with Wei's point of view.

"Okay, then do it. Pulse and Box nodded in the same way.

But what they didn't see was that when Wei decided on a few people, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth that had succeeded in his plan...