The autumn grass is high and yellow, and the thousand riders roll up the flat hill.

Taiquan galloped his horse, and the wind whistled in his ears.

Dozens of totem warriors, following closely on the left and right, with nearly two thousand riders behind them, roared.

The seven-grade giant hoofed wild horse, the horse's hooves are like small millstones, trampling on the ground, like a heavy drum thundering, stirring up a large puff of smoke and dust.

The thick and long mane, swaying while running, with the huge size and strong limbs, is full of a wild power beauty.

Taiquan Yan held a long hook, polished with the bones of strange beasts, nearly half a foot long, scorching with cold light, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, with a cold smile.

He clearly saw that the despair in the eyes of the group of savages on the other side, even if they gathered again to resist, it was just a battle of trapped beasts.

"Roar!"

Hundreds of totems and strange beasts gathered together, and the roar in unison was extremely amazing, which also made the wild people's resistance more resolute.

Taiquan had murderous intent in his eyes, and shouted in his mouth: "Sacrifice for the ghost king, kill!"

Dozens of totem warriors blessed the power of the totem together, which is a powerful aura far superior to the blue ghost totem.

With the blessing of the power of the totem, the morale of this 1,800 cavalry ghost and witch tribe is getting higher and higher, and the killing intent is converging and pervasive, faintly showing a ghost face.

This is the embodiment of the spirit of the army, and only an extremely strong team can have such a vision.

On the other hand, the tens of thousands of wild people on the opposite side, under the backdrop of the ghosts and witches, are completely scattered sand, no wonder they have been chased for hundreds of miles all the way.

However, in a desperate situation, whether it is the savages or the totems, they all burst out with the strongest will to fight.

Nearly 2,000 cavalry, like boulders thrown into the water, splashed huge waves.

The battle between the two sides, from the very beginning, was life-and-death, and it was extremely tragic.

Killing a number of powerful people one after another, and several of them seemed to be familiar, Taiquan Yan showed no mercy, with a sneer on his face.

seemed to be disdainful, but he was surprised in his heart, he didn't expect that after the battle of the Thousand Bamboo Tribe, the already fearless wild people, under the decisive counterattack, the combat effectiveness was still so strong.

The Ghost and Witch Department has dominated Northern Xinjiang for decades, and has always been accustomed to domineering, so they can't understand the suffering of small settlements in the wilderness, and they are willing to give everything for inheritance.

When Qingyang inadvertently revealed, the slightest hint of intention to protect them was used as a lifesaver by them and they grabbed it.

When Taiquan killed a strong man, two people came up to him, and after killing two people, four people came to fight him, even if he knew that he was dead, there were still people who did it.

But no one could stop him, even if the totem beast rushed up, it would still inevitably die on the spot.

As a high-level totem warrior, riding a seven-rank giant horse, and blessed with the power of totem, Taiquan is almost invincible.

The long hook is red, and the people and horses are bathed in blood, just like the peerless and independent killing god in the hell of the sea of blood.

A leopard totem, with the pinnacle of the seventh grade, with the advantage of degree, tried to sneak attack the mount under him and weaken his combat effectiveness.

As soon as he got close to the war horse, he was pierced by the long hook, and he couldn't even scream, so he fell to the ground and died in a blink of an eye.

The strength of Taiquan was even more inspiring to the ghosts and witches.

"Quack~"

The totem warriors, with a strange smile in their mouths, ruthlessly killed a famous wild citizen, and even dug out their hearts casually, and some were still pounding.

Some totem warriors actually ate people's hearts alive, leaving their mouths full of blood, like ghosts in the world.

The Demons and Witches believe that eating the hearts of their enemies is a way to gain greater power and an effective means of intimidating other wildlings.

This once extremely effective means of intimidation has now lost its former effect in front of tens of thousands of savages.

The more brutal they become, the greater the number of wild people who resist, and the more determined they are to resist, which is the last chance to survive.

"Ghosts and witches want to unify the northern frontier, but they will be killed without washing their necks!"

Taiquan drank coldly in his mouth, killed a group of barbaric people, and rushed towards the black giant tiger, the strongest beast totem, the initiator of the rebellion.

As long as it is killed, even if the other wildlings resist stubbornly, they will be dealt a heavy blow.

"Roar!"

The black giant tiger did not flinch, roared like thunder, and took the initiative to meet it, its hair standing on end, as if covered with steel needles.

The gray giant bear not far away also roared and rushed over, and the two strongest totemic beasts wanted to join forces to kill Taiquan Yan.

"The trapped beast is still fighting!"

Taiquan Yan sneered, and the ghost king totem faceted, and in the smile, it became even more hideous and terrifying.

At this moment, there are four intermediate totem warriors beside him, and after blessing the ghost king totem, their strength is far superior to that of other intermediate totem warriors, and their combat power is close to that of the six-grade beast.

One person against the Black Tiger may not be the opponent, but the two of them can fight to a tie when they work together.

Under the containment of the four people, Taiquan Yan attacked quickly, and the black tiger and the grizzly bear were injured in dozens of places in a blink of an eye, and the situation was precarious.

"Hehe, Taiquan, look at my big stick!"

A strange laugh sounded in his ears, and a thick bone stick, with the sound of whistling wind, smashed over.

"Bang~"

The long hook blocked violently, and that powerful force made Taiquan Yan slightly surprised.

I saw a man with a hideous ghost face, riding a nine-grade giant hoofed wild horse, which was clearly robbing the cavalry under his command.

"Huh?

The familiar and unfamiliar breath made Taiquan Yan slightly stunned, and then said disdainfully: "The green ghost innocent once said that you have become a lackey of the Qing clan.

At the beginning, as the leader of the Red Ghost Clan, you blessed the Red Ghost Totem, and you were not my opponent, but now that the power of the totem has been eliminated, you want to kill me?"

Tai Quanyan's tone became colder and colder, and he said with a thick killing intent: "Since you take the initiative to seek death, I will fulfill you, and it is good that you will have an extra credit in front of the ghost king and leader!"

Before the words fell, Taiquan Yan stepped forward immediately, and drew a phantom with a long outline, stabbing at the red ghost Xin Yi.

"If you want to kill me, it depends on whether you have the ability!"

The red ghost Xin Yi screamed strangely, but he didn't retreat and dodge, but took the initiative to catch up.

He really doesn't have the strength of a high-level totem warrior, but that rich combat experience is still there, and he can resist dozens of moves, not to mention that he only needs to hold on to a dozen moves.

In the blink of an eye, the two fought for more than a dozen rounds.

Under the red ghost Xin Yi, after all, he snatched the horses, and he was only the ninth grade, and in the face of the seventh-grade horse king, he soon became weak and collapsed.

"Red Ghost Xinyi, when you see Lord Red Ghost, don't forget that I killed you!"

Taiquan shouted loudly, and he was about to completely kill the leader of the Red Ghost Sect who had defected to the enemy.

The red ghost Xin Yi hurriedly dodged, and said loudly and urgently: "Old Zhong, if you don't make a move, I will die!"

"Not good!"

Taiquan Yan was uneasy in his heart, and hurriedly dodged away, and a rune arrow whistled past his back.

An intermediate totem warrior was fighting fiercely with the black giant tiger, and when he was caught off guard, he was immediately killed by an arrow, so that the two strange beasts immediately seized the opportunity to fight back.

"Good! It's a rune bow!"

Taiquan was furious, and saw a giant man, riding an eight-grade giant hoofed wild horse.

The two fought together in a blink of an eye, and as soon as they took over, his face changed, where is this just a five-grade warrior, and the strong martial artists may not be so powerful.

Taking over with the giant man, Taiquan's pupils shrank.

Not far away, there were dozens of strange beasts and fierce birds, led by hundreds of strong men, to kill the ghosts and witches. 8