This pig demon is less than half the size of the ironclad war elephant.

But every time he took a step, it was as if hundreds of iron-clad war elephants were stomping on the ground at the same time, setting off a shock that shook the mountain.

Wu Ye felt as if he was standing on a trampoline, dancing up and down with the footsteps of the pig demon.

"You're too ruthless!"

Wu Ye glared back at the savage army with great resentment.

Originally, the war between the wild man and the pig demon had nothing to do with him at all, he just came to fight soy sauce.

I thought that savages were all well-developed limbs, simple-minded, and fearless of death, and as soon as the war drums sounded, they knew that a tendon rushed forward.

I didn't expect these savages to betray him so deeply!

Wu Ye's heart quickly flashed with the idea of bowing his head, calling him the boss, and shouting long live.

But the thought of how he had just done to the ten ironclad war elephants made his ass ache hotly.

In the wasteland, the ten ironclad war elephants are absolutely priceless, the pig demon must have worked hard to raise successfully, but he was killed by himself all of a sudden, no matter how benevolent the pig demon is, if he doesn't stab him into the size of a bowl, how can he give up?

His legs were trembling, but the roar of the mountains and tsunamis sounded behind him, but it was six thousand savages who were cheering for him.

"The character is too inferior! This is not to provoke me to run to death!" Wu Ye scolded the six thousand savages in his heart.

He blamed others for this.

Savages are indeed well-limbed, simple-minded, and fearless of death. There is absolutely no way to sell Wu Ye alone in front and escape quietly by himself.

The key is that Wu Ye is an innate eightfold master, these savages are not!

Six thousand savages, stimulated by the wind and thunder, gave birth to hundreds of innate masters, even the most powerful Chiyou clan. That is, the innate three or four folds.

These savages had already felt the terrifying aura of the pig demon exuding from them, and they were all so frightened that their calves and stomachs cramped. I couldn't even take a step, and they all looked like they had a hernia.

Only Wu Ye was unaware of it, and he lowered his head and rushed forward. rushed out of thirty or forty zhang before he realized it.

This scene fell in the eyes of the six thousand savages, and naturally they thought that Wu Ye was taking the lead, ready to rush out and fight the pig demon alone.

The man of the wasteland admires the warrior the most, the powerful momentum exuded by this pig demon has scared everyone into a ghost, and he didn't even dare to look at it twice, but Wu Ye dared to rush out and fight the pig demon alone, he was definitely a real man, pure man!

What's more, the Wasteland Man also knew that this war had nothing to do with Wu Ye. This "Winning Young Patriarch" is purely uneven, drawing a sword to help, hoeing the strong and helping the weak, and coming for the heavens!

Unexpectedly, he first created the flying stone technique of throwing boulders for the Kuafu clan, and then commanded the rat cavalry of the Tuxing clan. Without much effort, he killed ten ironclad war elephants, and made great contributions to the people of the wasteland.

And now, in the face of an enemy far stronger than himself, he rushed forward without hesitation, even if he knew that he would die, he had to defend the dignity of the man of the wasteland!

A foreigner. What kind of spirit is it that he has come to the wasteland from thousands of mountains and rivers, and has not the slightest idea of benefiting himself, but has regarded the war of the wasteland people as his own? What kind of spirit is this?

This question echoed in the mind of every wasteland man for a long time.

For a while, all the savages burst into tears, and their admiration for Wu Ye was extreme!

"This young patriarch really has the blood of our wasteland man!"

"That's right, at first he said that his tribe had a full 100,000 warriors, and I still didn't believe it, but now it seems that it is probably true!

"A foreigner is so desperate, what are we afraid of, let's go up together, and fight with the pig demon!"

"What's the hurry? Patriarch Ying Shao is a real warrior, he is preparing to have a warrior duel with the pig demon! Don't you see, the iron-eating beast behind the pig demon has not moved? No one can interfere with this duel! Otherwise, Win Young Patriarch will be unhappy!"

"Win the young patriarch, don't worry! You have done so much for the wasteland people, the wasteland people will not forget! If you are killed by the pig demon, we will never retreat, we will definitely avenge you and fight the pig demon to the end!"

The black crow patriarch personally jumped on the wind and thunder drum to cheer for Wu Ye!

The rest of the savages stepped on the drum and let out angry shouts of killing.

With the sound of shouting and killing, a faint layer of red mist seeped out from the pores of every savage warrior, spreading in all directions, gradually enveloping the entire battlefield.

Although the red mist was very thin and could not be detected without looking closely, Wu Ye still noticed a trace of strangeness.

The spiritual power that had been circulating on the nine-ring golden-backed machete gradually dimmed, and it seemed to be running poorly.

And the true qi in the body also has a hint of stagnation.

"It's ...... Bloodland!"

Wu Ye immediately remembered that Madame Zhao had told him that when the army was galloping on the battlefield, as long as it was well-trained and united, it would be able to explode with bloody courage and condense into a blood domain.

Within the blood domain, the flow of heaven and earth aura will slow down, and the strength of cultivators will also be temporarily reduced!

"This is the only chance!"

"Even if the strength of this pig head three reaches the condensation stage, what can it be? In the blood domain, everyone's strength will be greatly reduced, and it is still the body that fights!"

Looking at the pig demon who was getting closer and closer to him, Wu Ye's mind once again appeared in the picture of the Kuafu clan stabbing the iron-armored war elephant with a tree trunk.

It's just that in the picture, the head of the ironclad war elephant becomes his face......

This chilling picture brought him 120,000 points of courage, the nine-ring golden-backed machete dragged behind him, and his legs suddenly exerted force, as if they had expanded twice in an instant, and it only took less than ten zhang to soar the speed to the limit, like a gray shadow, rushing towards the pig demon!

The pig demon still walked leisurely, and the arc of mace smashed in his hand. In the eyes that look at the world, there is no existence of Wu Ye at all.

Even when Wu Ye rose into the air, the nine-ring golden-backed machete was raised high above his head, and he used all his strength to slash down, there was still no change in the pig demon's eyes.

He just raised his mace and waved it lightly.

It's like using a fly swatter. Repel an annoying fly.

"Boom!"

The nine-ring golden-backed machete and the mace slammed together, and there was a thunderous sound, flashing a large dazzling spark.

"Poof!"

Wu Ye only felt a strange force blast into his body from the tiger's mouth. It was as if a jack of sledgehammer slammed into his chest, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the whole person was like a dead leaf in the autumn wind. was blown out by the air wave for more than 20 feet, and fell to the ground.

"That's an exaggeration!"

Wu Ye stared at his hands dumbfounded.

The flesh and blood on the palms of his hands were blurred, the skin was wiped away rawly, and the tiger's mouth was like being chopped twice by an axe, and there was a piercing pain in the heart.

And on the nine-ring gold-backed machete, there was a gap-sized hole in the bowl!

Wu Ye's scalp contracted for a while.

This knife just now has no tricks, it is purely to exert speed and strength to the extreme, although it is impossible to cut off the pig's head with one knife, but in Wu Ye's expectations, at least it can force the pig demon back a few steps!

I didn't expect it to be in the blood domain. The pig demon can still blast such a powerful force!

But.........

The pig demon coldly wiped away the blood that Wu Ye sprayed on his face, and walked over step by step, the intact mace still smashing in his hand.

When he took the seventh step, the depths of his eyes finally revealed a trace of confusion.

"Here's your chance!"

Wu Ye sneered. Of course, he knew that he was not the opponent of the pig demon, and this unfancy hard fight just now, on the one hand, wanted to explore the bottom of the pig demon, and on the other hand, it was also to squirt out a mouthful of blood.

When the blood disturbed the pig demon's vision, he secretly spewed out the fox Gu incense hidden under his tongue!

There is no time to lose. The pig demon had fallen into the illusion caused by the fox Gu incense, and Wu Ye ignored the stinging pain in his hands, and once again clenched the nine-ring golden-backed machete, like a ghost, and rushed up silently.

With the help of the Hidden Blade Technique, his murderous aura was hidden perfectly, and the pig demon who fell into the illusion did not perceive his arrival at all, and he did not choose to face it, but went around to the back of the pig demon, from the bottom up, aimed at the crotch of the pig demon, and picked up the machete fiercely!

Teasing the Knife!

The hard fight just now has another effect, which is to make the pig demon mistakenly think that he is used to opening and closing, and has a powerful and masculine style of play.

And at this moment, it is time to perform insidious and cunning, despicable and shameless killing moves!

If this knife is hit, even if the pig demon does not die, the eleven charming demon girls are estimated to be widowed for a lifetime!

At the critical moment, the pig demon finally gave birth to an induction, and when the blade was about to hit his crotch, the pig demon suddenly clamped his legs, clamped the yin knife, and swept the mace backwards.

The nine-ring golden-backed machete was broken in response!

Wu Ye didn't hesitate for a moment, and at the moment when the mace hit the machete, he had already let go, and the fog phantom knife turned into a cloud of black mist, enveloping the pig demon's head, and at the same time took out the dog slaughtering sword, estimated the pig demon's neck, and after half a circle, he slashed it flat!

This is his real killer move!

"Ding!"

The expected pleasure of the blade cutting through the artery did not come, but instead there was an incomparably sour and sluggish feeling, and the Dog Slaughter Sword was like cutting into a lump of pig iron!

The black fog gradually dissipated, and the fog phantom knife was blocked by the pig demon with its right arm, and after cutting off the seven layers of armor, the fog phantom knife became the end of a strong crossbow, and it was powerless to cut off the pig demon's arm thicker than a tree stump.

And the tip of the Dog Slaughter Sword was bitten by the pig demon with two rows of snow-white teeth, and he couldn't move.

The pig demon's eyes were incomparably clear, like two pieces of topaz, surging with an indescribable charm.

"Click!"

The tip of the Dog Slaughter Sword was bitten by the pig demon.

The pig demon grinned, rolled the tip of the sword into his mouth and chewed it twice, "smacked", and spit on the ground.

"Not bad. ”

The pig demon said lightly, I don't know if he was praising the taste of the dog slaughtering sword, or praising Wu Ye's force.

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Let's take a leave of absence.

Last month, in order to get 10,000 a day, I didn't have a day off, and I didn't even have much time to accompany my son, so it was finally completed.

Let's take a little rest today, spend time with my wife and son at night, and at the same time recharge your energy and wait for tomorrow to fight again!

I'm so sorry!) (Your support is my biggest motivation.) )