The Great Witch of the Pig Tribe looked at the six cursed witches halfway up the mountainside, and his eyes sharpened.

It's just six ordinary spell witches, even if they dare to resist him, he will let them know what is the difference between a great witch and a witch!

The eyes of the Great Witch of the Pig Tribe, who was on a bone staff, suddenly closed.

Half a breath later, it suddenly opened again!

I saw that his cloudy eyes were full of distorted red bloodshots, wandering around like a nematode, a little black pupil, at a glance, it was like seeing an abyss, and there was no end to the black hole.

The sound of the spell became sharper and more harsh, and it grew faster and faster......

At the same time, the hair of the Great Witch of the Pig Tribe dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then fell down in large quantities like a cancer patient.

Halfway up the mountainside.

The faces of the six spelling witches changed drastically, they looked at each other with a determined look in their eyes, and suddenly they all opened their mouths and let out a piercing howl!

The scream did not seem to come out of a man's throat, it was like a ghostly wail, piercing to the point that it was unbearable.

The treeman standing nearby had a pained expression on his face, struggling with all his might to barely control his strands.

The bodies of the six cursed witches trembled slightly, and they could barely hold their bone staffs, and some of the cursed witches' ears slowly flowed dark red blood, which was the result of excessive spiritual power overdraft.

They've done their best.

But despite this, they only weakened the witch spell of the Great Witch of the Pig Tribe, and did not completely intercept it.

The Great Witch of the Pig Tribe was originally powerful, and these days he has been absorbing the source stones, and his strength has increased greatly, and now the witch spell is still cast by consuming his own essence and blood, and it has been vicious and terrifying to the extreme.

If there is no resistance from the six spell witches, once the warrior below the third level is cursed, it will directly turn into a pool of foul-smelling carrion, which even vultures dare not eat.

With the sharp chanting of the Great Witch of the Pig Tribe.

Wisps of black-green energy with a curse slowly submerged into the alliance warriors who were close to the Great Witch of the Pig Tribe.

The faces of the warriors who were fighting bravely gradually appeared in pain, and they felt a sharp pain in their internal organs and joints, and then they were shocked to find that their skin had ulcerated marks, and their bodies became rusty and difficult to call.

Life and death on the battlefield are only in the blink of an eye.

With an excited and cruel glint in his eyes, the warrior of the Pig Tribe immediately seized the opportunity and roared and slashed to death the opponent who had suppressed him.

Low in the air.

Ye Xi, who was sitting on the back of the big buzzard, looked down.

Since the beginning of the war, he has not made a move, just sitting quietly on the back of the big bustard overlooking the whole situation.

It was not that he did not want to go into battle, but that the chieftains and witches of the tribes were strongly opposed to him going into battle as a warrior and did not want him to take risks. Originally, Ye Xi didn't think so, but Tu Shanwu asked him two words.

He asked, "Xi Wu, you have met so many tribes when you are out walking, have you ever seen any tribe of Wu personally go to the battlefield and fight hand-to-hand with a group of warriors with a knife?"

"Do you remember that you are now a witch of thirty-five tribes who have sworn allegiance together?"

These two sentences made Ye Xi's face pale, speechless, so he had to extinguish the thought, but he didn't use the ancestral witch bone staff and was just an ordinary wisher, and now there are a total of eighteen wishers in the tribal alliance, and he is not one behind.

So he was completely idle, and after arranging the division of labor among the tribes, he just sat on the back of the buzzard and stared at the battlefield, letting the warriors know that they were watching them fight, so as to encourage them.

But now, he finally couldn't sit still.

The Great Witch-level Curse Witch is even more weird and powerful than he thought, let him cast a spell like this, maybe the Pig Tribe will turn around.

Kill that Pig Tribe Witch!

Ye Xi's eyes flashed with a hint of fierceness, he asked for a crossbow from the crossbow team, raised his arm, and aimed the arrow at the big witch of the pig tribe.

Sou!

The poisoned arrows pierced the air, emitting a sharp whistling sound that stabbed the head of the Great Witch of the Pig Tribe like lightning!

At this time, the warriors of the Pig tribe guarding the Great Witch's side reacted extremely quickly and jumped high, and with a wave of the bone knife with both arms, they cut off the arrow with one sword.

At the same time, a pair of eagle-like sharp eyes looked up at Ye Xi.

Ye Xi put down the crossbow arrow.

"It's not so easy. ”

He thought regretfully.

The big buzzard fluttered its wings, and flew towards the big witch of the pig tribe with a clear sound, and when the wing feathers brushed halfway up the mountain, Ye Xi left a sentence to the witches: "Bless me!"

The witches on the mountainside were all shocked and wanted to stop Ye Xi, but the big buzzard flew too fast, and in the next moment, it was nearly a hundred meters away from them, and the sound could no longer be heard.

The giant buzzard flew near the Great Witch of the Pig Tribe, and Ye Xi's tooth knife fell straight from a height of ten meters.

- Bang!

The ground was a cloud of dust.

"Lord Xiwu!"

The surrounding coalition fighters couldn't help but exclaim.

Most of the warriors who rushed to the front were Gan Qi and Gong Tao, but now their faces were full of rotten marks, and their bodies were full of deep wounds that could be seen to the bone, and their faces were distorted by the sharp pain in their internal organs, completely losing the majesty and sharpness of the warriors of the great tribe.

They can't hold it anymore, the strength of the warriors of the Pig tribe is already stronger than them, they just rely on Zhu Wu to suppress them, but now that they have been cursed, they can't even move, and they may be beheaded in two breaths.

But now......

"Wu?!"

The warriors of the Famous Pig Tribe glanced at each other, and their eyes flashed fiercely, like a few jackals that smelled blood, and suddenly raised their knives and slashed at Ye Xi!

If a witch dares to break into the battlefield, then stay here forever!

Ye Xi's expression did not move, as if he hadn't found the warriors of the Pig tribe who had been culled, and even glanced at the tired warriors around him encouragingly.

The knife wind blew Ye Xi's hair and the corners of his clothes.

The warriors of the Pig Tribe were close enough to smell the tyrannical murderous aura that emanated from their every pore.

In the next moment, Ye Xi's eyes sharpened, and his momentum skyrocketed in an instant!

His body bent, his tough back curled into the arc of a cheetah hunting, and the tooth knife in his hand turned into a burst of white snow light and slashed horizontally, and the light of the knife illuminated his eyebrows and eyes!

The blade sliced through the air, making a cracking sound.

A terrifying murderous aura poured out.

The warriors of the Pig Tribe, who were still full of ferocity, seemed to have been hit the pause button, their expressions froze in place, and a thin red line of blood appeared on their waists.

Puff puff puff!

The Pig Tribal warriors fell to their knees, their upper bodies sliding down, scarlet warm blood splattering everywhere, and hot internal organs spilling all over the ground.

Ye Xi stepped on the blood-soaked loess and brandished his tooth knife to kill forward.

He is light and agile, often able to brush the blade of an incoming sword with a fraction of a second, but can use the power of thunder to submerge his blade into the body of an enemy.

The icy killing machine enveloped all the rushing warriors.

The blessings of the eighteen wishing witches were added to him, so that Ye Xi's current strength was no less than inspiring the blessing dominoes made by the ancestors himself.

The tooth knife was swung impermeable, and a biting cold wind erupted out of thin air, and wherever the cold wind went, there was always a round head with open eyes rolling to the ground, and there was always warm blood splattering everywhere.

He was like a tireless meat grinder, striding in the direction of the Great Witch of the Pig Tribe while killing.