The night descended quietly, and in the camp where Ouyang went up, the number of people entering and leaving slowly decreased.

The people who should go hunting have already gone out, and now the rest of the people are recuperating, waiting for the day to continue hunting, after all, the night affects the sight and makes them more dangerous.

The people of the Ice and Snow Empire are not able to see at night like the people of the Death Empire, in the dark forest, they must hold torches to act, and lighting torches in the dark is equivalent to turning themselves into targets, and they are easily killed by random arrows.

The prey they hunt is not a docile sheep, but a vicious beast with only sharp claws, the Ice and Snow Empire, which also implements compulsory education, so even if ordinary people are not strong, they can at least draw a bow and chop.

In the wild, making a bow and arrow is also a very simple thing, and quenching the bow and arrow is not a very troublesome matter......

This also allows them to be stronger than ever in the dark of night, and most of the people will gather in the camp to act at sunrise and return at sunset.

Between the branches of a large tree in the forest, there was a warrior dressed in black, and such a warrior was not uncommon around the entire camp.

This is the secret sentinel of the Extreme Cold Sect, which is all over the dark guarding all directions to prevent the large camp from being attacked by others.

In the darkness, a black light flashed, and the dark whistle's body stiffened slightly, leaning motionless against the treetops, his throat was slowly bleeding, and then the blood stained his body red, but at this time, he was no longer conscious.

This happened continuously in a certain direction, and the Night Ghost Camp under Yechen's command wandered in the forest like a ghost, pulling out the secret sentry of the Extreme Cold Sect.

"General, it's okay. "On the Feiyun Treasure ship among the clouds in the sky, Chang Baihui said to Yechen.

"Hmm!" The Flying Cloud Treasure ship that Yechen was riding slowly descended, and then landed on a small hillside, where all the secret posts within a radius of fifty miles were pulled out, so that Yechen swaggered in, without arousing the alarm of the Extreme Cold Sect.

In the dark night, the people of the Death Empire looked at the scenery as if it were daytime, especially since the dragon blood warrior inherited the power of the dragon blood, this ability has become more prominent, and he can see the camp of the Extreme Cold Sect in the distance clearly.

"Those hateful bad guys!" the beautiful cold fairy Wang Ziyu said viciously as she looked at the camp in the distance.

Since he got drunk during the day, Wang Ziyu's mood has become much more stable, allowing Yechen to see a little bit of his figure in the past and that kind of detached temperament. Yechen said lightly: "Killing people is very simple. But our purpose is not as simple as killing people. The hostile strength of this Hanyi country is not just a martial tiger, but also the foreign generals and soldiers under his command, once all these people are gathered, even if we are lucky enough to win in the end, it will be a tragic victory, my dragon blood warrior, not a single one can die. So ......"

Yechen gave an order to his soldiers: "Baihui, your task is very difficult, I know that there are few men and horses under your command, but my request is that any people and horses who come back must be killed, and they must not be allowed to see the scene of our killing." ”

"Yes!" Chang Baihui replied in the dark.

"Song Yue!" Yechen shouted.

"The subordinates are here!"

Yechen said: "You lead the people of your three battalions, and the branch is outside the camp, and no one is allowed to let go." ”

"Yes!" Song Yue said. Compared with Chang Baihui's task, Song Yue's character is much easier, five thousand martial kings are enough to surround the entire camp, and there is no reason to escape.

"Xinrou attacked from the south, and Song Jia attacked from the north. My demand is that they all be annihilated and that no one be left alive. Yechen said at the end, and a face became hideous.

"Yes!" shouted the generals.

Yechen and the others continued to stand motionless, but the Night Charm Camp led by Chang Baihui continued to attack, and the dark sentinels in all directions were pulled out by them one by one, making the eyes of the Extreme Cold Sect all useless.

Fifteen minutes later, Chang Baihui said to Yechen, "Okay." ”

"Kill!" With Yechen's order, the dragon blood warrior carried by Huang Xinrou flew into the sky, and then landed in the south of the camp of the Extreme Cold Sect, and the second battalion led by Song Jia rushed directly towards the camp.

The dragon-blooded warrior pounced into the camp of the Extreme Cold Sect like a tiger wolf......

"What's the matter!" someone poked his head out of the battalion commander, and as soon as the head poked out, it was chopped off by a saber, and the head rolled in the snow, and the headless corpse sprayed blood like a fountain.

"Ahh

When he saw the Dragon-Blood Warrior, one of the men smiled and said, "Brother, you wait, wait until the brothers are done, and then it will be your turn." ”

The dragon-blooded warrior slashed off the heads of two men, and blood poured on the shirtless woman, causing the woman to scream loudly.

The Dragon-Blood Warrior slapped a palm on the woman's head, knocking her unconscious, then left a quilt on the woman's body before turning away.

"What person?" There was also a vigilant Extreme Cold Sect master who rushed out of the camp with a weapon in his hand, this was a martial king-level master, but as soon as he appeared, he was surrounded by ten dragon blood masters and split him with the dagger in his hand.

When dealing with ordinary enemies, the Dragon-Blood Warrior prefers to use a sword-chopping knife that only has a spirit level, but when dealing with a master, it is more efficient to kill people with the black dagger obtained in the Purgatory Secret Realm.

For a while, there was a violent commotion throughout the camp, and the commotion spread rapidly to the interior of the camp.

Countless people hurried out of the camp, and then they were greeted by a merciless slaughter of sabers.

"What's going on!" Ouyang Shangzhi walked out of the tent and roared into the distance.

"Sect Master!" The three elders flew in from a distance and stood beside Ouyang Shangzhi.

"What the fuck is going on. Ouyang Shangzhi said angrily at the three of them.

The black-clothed old man said in a deep voice: "Sect Master, we have been attacked by a sneak attack, the enemy seems to be extremely strong, and the disciples of our Extreme Cold Sect have been slaughtered continuously. ”

"Dare to sneak attack the camp of my Extreme Cold Sect, a group of militiamen, I don't know who gave you the guts, kill, kill them for me. Ouyang roared.

The three of them hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "Yes!"

The three of them separated, and suddenly pounced in three directions, and then Ouyang Shangzhi saw countless Martial Kings flying out, and Martial Emperors took the lead, resisting the attacks of these Martial Sect masters together.

Ouyang Shangzhi silently watched as more and more masters of the battle broke out, and said fiercely: "It turns out that you don't have a martial arts master, and with such strength, you dare to sneak attack my camp, it's like looking for death." ”

(End of chapter)