"Yes!" The wolf clan half-saint powerhouse nodded, his eyes swept coldly at the blood hoof, and the momentum of his whole body suddenly exploded, surging towards the blood hoof like a tide.

The sudden attack was completely unexpected by the blood hoof, and he was caught off guard, snorted, and his body flew back upside down, and a wisp of blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth.

The momentum of the demi-saint powerhouse erupted with all his might, and the blood hoof was difficult to resist, not to mention that in the case of being caught off guard, just the impact of the momentum made him suffer a lot of injuries.

Stabilizing his body, Bloodhoof's heart was full of anger, but he couldn't vent it at all, after all, the other party was a demi-saint-level powerhouse, with his current strength, he couldn't fight against others at all, and being brave for a moment would not help at all, it would only destroy the original plan they had set.

"Hmph, now give you the last chance to choose, surrender or perish." The half-saint-level werewolf clan powerhouse glanced at Bloodhoof and the others with a cold gaze, and shouted silently, with no room for maneuver between his words.

Bloodhoof and the others glanced at each other, and they were all a little apprehensive in their hearts, and things were a little beyond their previous expectations.

According to their thoughts, what the werewolf clan wanted most was to see the submission of the Minotaur clan, and they should not use some radical actions, but they didn't expect this half-saint powerhouse to appear halfway through, causing them to feel a little overwhelmed now.

"This matter is related to the future of our Minotaur clan, and I hope Your Excellency can give us a few more days to think about it." After a moment's hesitation, Bloodhoof spoke.

"You've got ten seconds to think about it." The half-life powerhouse of the werewolf clan looked coldly, and waited with his hands in front of his chest.

Hearing this, the expressions of all the minotaurs present became a little nervous. Bloodhoof and the others were even more solemn, originally they wanted to delay time with this, hoping to wait for Li Batian's return, but now the situation is obvious, this half-saint powerhouse of the werewolf clan will not give them a chance to delay time at all.

"Is the tribe really going to perish?" muttered to himself in his heart, and Bloody Hoof's expression was a little lonely.

Ten seconds passed in the blink of an eye, and the waiting werewolf clan demi-saint powerhouse turned his gaze to Bloodhoof and the others, and said with a cold expression: "Ten seconds have come, now tell me your decision, remember not to delay time in vain." No one has the power to save you. ”

"We Minotaurs are once one of the eight fighting races. We will never give in to anyone, and we would rather die standing than live on our knees. Bloodhoof and the others glanced at each other, glanced at the resolute gaze of the clansmen behind them, and shouted loudly.

"I'd rather live standing than die on my knees." A group of minotaur warriors shouted loudly in unison. The rolling sound waves are surging like a tide. A pervasive tragic and unwavering momentum emerged. made the expression of the half-saint powerhouse who was originally indifferent change slightly.

"Well, well, since you have chosen to perish. Then I will fulfill you. The wolf clan half-saint powerhouse shouted coldly, his body suspended in midair, and his eyes swept over the wolf clan general under him.

The wolf clan general nodded knowingly, stretched out his hand and pulled out the golden war sword at his waist, and just as the wolf clan general pulled out the golden war sword, the two groups of people took the lead in attacking from two different directions, one of them was the wild dog clan, and the other side was the ocelot clan that had never appeared.

"You traitors, you have turned to the wolf clan." Seeing the menacing ocelot clan, Iron Hoof shouted angrily.

At this critical moment, the behavior of the ocelot clan undoubtedly made the Minotaur clan worse, after all, the strength of the ocelot clan is not weak, the minotaur clan lost the ocelot clan, and the werewolf clan got the ocelot clan, and in a blink of an eye, the strength has been greatly tilted.

It is very likely that there is no need for the werewolf army to do anything, only the union of the ocelot and the wild dog clan can cause the minotaur clan to suffer heavy losses, which makes the minotaur warriors feel a little desperate at the same time, infinite anger rises in their hearts.

"Hmph, those who know the times are Junjie, you Minotaur don't know the times, do you want us to let the ocelot clan accompany you to death." The patriarch of the ocelot clan sneered, and said coldly without any guilt.

"What a shameless ocelot patriarch, you will pay for your actions." Iron Hoof shouted angrily and quickly rushed towards the patriarch of the ocelot clan, and a fierce battle broke out between the two sides.

And with the battle between the Iron Hoof and the patriarch of the ocelot clan, the ocelot clan and the wild dog clan also rushed forward, and the Minotaur clan also met the battle without showing weakness.

The battle was very tragic, and casualties broke out immediately as soon as they made contact, but compared to the ocelot clan and the wild dog clan, the minotaur warriors were ready to die and break the net, and their bodies exuded a tragic aura, and they hardly did any defense in battle, and they were completely desperate.

Comparatively speaking, the ocelot and the dingo did not have such determination, although there were casualties on all three sides, and it was the ocelot and dingo that suffered more casualties.

The werewolf powerhouses, including the werewolf clan semi-saint powerhouse, looked at the fierce battle in their sight, all expressionless, and they didn't have the slightest idea of wanting to help, for them, whether it was the ocelot clan or the wild dog clan, they were just vassals with no strength.

After waiting for a moment, the werewolf clan's half-saint powerhouse was a little impatient, glanced at the werewolf general under him, and gave the order to attack with a spiritual transmission.

"All werewolf warriors, don't let any of the minotaurs go." The werewolf general waved the golden sword in his hand and shouted loudly with a roar.

The murderous wolf army that had long been stimulated by the battle in front of them immediately roared and rushed towards the minotaur clan when they heard the words, compared to the team of the ocelot clan and the wild dog clan, the army of the werewolf clan was several levels stronger.

It is simply the difference between the idle team and the regular army, and the evil aura emitted during the run alone gives people the illusion of incomparability.

In front of him, the Minotaur clan was about to be engulfed by the roaring werewolf army, and at this critical moment, one after another figures flew in, roaring missiles, blazing flames, and dodging violent thunder and lightning, instantly suppressed the momentum of the werewolf army's advance, and nearly a hundred casualties were killed and injured in an instant.

The sudden attack stunned the wolf clan army, especially the wolf clan general who led it, and the demi-saint-level powerhouse in mid-air, they didn't expect such a change at all, and by the time they reacted, the wolf clan army that rushed to the front had already turned on their backs.

"Damn, what's going on with these monsters." Looking at the three-headed demonic beast that appeared in sight, the pupils of the wolf clan general and the demi-saint-level powerhouse both shrank.

The three demonic beasts that appeared were the White Tiger, the Blazing Ape King, and the three of them Lightning Marten, but compared to the three of them before, the strength of the three demonic beasts at this moment has improved by leaps and bounds.

Especially the Blazing Ape King among them, although it still hasn't been able to completely absorb the saint-level demon core, it has already broken through its cultivation to the half-saint level, and as for the white tiger and lightning marten, they are also on the verge of breaking through, and they may break through to the half-saint level at any time.

The appearance of the three demonic beasts immediately made the werewolf clan feel pressure, and also rekindled a glimmer of hope for the somewhat desperate Minotaur clan.

They understood that these three demonic beasts were summoned by Li Batian, and now that the three demonic beasts appeared, perhaps as long as they delayed for a while, Li Batian would be able to feel it in time.

It was indeed as they imagined, when the wolf army surrounded the entire Minotaur territory, he learned about the situation here through the three demonic beasts, and was advancing towards the Minotaur tribe at full speed, even at the expense of using the strength of the second star body, to exert his speed to the extreme.

When Li Batian rushed to the Minotaur tribe at full speed, the battle on the tribe was already in full swing, not only the battle between the clans, but the three of them were also fighting with the masters of the werewolf clan.

The Blazing Ape King fought against the werewolf clan's half-saint powerhouse, while the White Tiger and Lightning Marten were against the other two werewolf clan's eighth-level peak masters.

At the beginning, the battle was relatively balanced, but as time passed, the wolf clan support team quickly arrived, and another demi-saint-level powerhouse came.

This person is not a member of the wolf clan, but he is a demi-saint-level powerhouse of the wolf clan, or a veteran demi-saint powerhouse, and his strength is superb, under the siege of two demi-saint-level powerhouses, even if he is rough-skinned and strong, the Blazing Ape King is a little irresistible.

In addition to the battle situation of the three demonic beasts is not optimistic, the Minotaur clan has been scarred, the clan casualties are large, the only good news is that the women and children in the clan have not been killed, but if it continues to delay, it is only a matter of time before the clan is wiped out.

Seeing that the form was becoming more and more unfavorable to the Minotaur clan, a terrifying aura came again at this moment, and a saint-level powerhouse of the werewolf clan appeared, just exuding momentum that made the three of the White Tigers present and the masters of the Minotaur clan suppressed to the point that it was difficult to resist.

Even the Half-Saint Grade Blazing Ape King couldn't resist the power of the Saint-level powerhouse at all, although it wasn't that unbearable, it only had sixty or seventy percent of the combat power left, which was also the reason why the Half-Saint level powerhouse was still like an ant to the Saint-level powerhouse.

Not to mention the terror of the realm, the momentum alone is enough to make it difficult for a half-saint-level powerhouse to resist, which is an innate suppression.

"Do you want to destroy my Minotaur clan?" Looking at the werewolf saint-level powerhouse in mid-air who was imposing and shrouded in light, Bloodhoof and the others thought weakly.

If they still had a glimmer of life before, then after the appearance of the werewolf saint-level powerhouse, even this trace of vitality completely disappeared. (To be continued......)