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The man's eyes were slightly glazed, but his overall movements were smooth.

Zhao Ming put on a posture and was ready to start.

The man from the Gu clan raised his hand and pointed it at Zhao Ming.

Zhao Ming instantly felt a huge crisis.

Before he could react, a ray of light came at him.

According to his instinctive reaction, Zhao Ming turned over and narrowly dodged the blow.

But before he could stand still, another wave of light rushed by.

On the city gate, Shui Qingli clenched his fists, this was not the gun he had seen before, but a more powerful weapon.

Where the light swept by, even the sand turned into a puddle of water!

It can be seen that the energy of this light is terrifying.

Zhao Ming's agility was not bad, but the speed of the light was faster, almost clinging to his back.

In the end, Zhao Ming's physical strength was finally exhausted, and he was stabbed by a ray of light.

The light enveloped him almost instantly.

Not even a wail could be uttered, and Zhao Ming disappeared into the beam.

The demon soldiers watched all this, and their hearts felt chills.

What a terrible weapon, what a terrible power.

Some people even had the idea of retreating at this time.

"Who else?" the man began to laugh wildly, waving the armor in his hand. Surprisingly, he spoke in pure demon language, not the language of the ancient people.

Lin Dinghui looked at the frightened eyes of everyone and the rampant arrogance of the ancient clan, sneered in his heart, and the order in his mouth became more and more firm.

"Wu Jiu. ”

"Yes!"

"There you go!"

When this order was given, the eyes of the people were full of bewilderment.

Wu Jiu's strength is far inferior to Zhao Ming, let him go, isn't it for him to be sent to death!

Even if everyone thought so, Wu Jiu didn't have any objections in his heart.

He was a soldier, and the duty of a soldier was to obey orders. He can't refuse, let alone back down!

Wu Jiu's eyes showed a look of death.

Under the rendering of this atmosphere, it is particularly tragic.

Lin Dinghui patted him on the shoulder and said a few words to him gently.

Hearing this, Wu Jiu's face instantly had a hint of joy, and he nodded with Lin Dinghui, indicating that he understood.

Shui Qingli looked at Wu Jiu's back, he was very thin, much thinner than Zhao Ming just now.

Why would Lin Dinghui let such a demon soldier go? Shui Qingli pondered.

"Wu Jiu's original body is a dragonfly. Huo Jiaolie coldly threw out a sentence.

Shui Qingli thought about this sentence and had to praise Lin Dinghui's adaptability.

Wu Jiu walked forward step by step, facing the man who had just killed Zhao Ming, there was no trace of fear on his face.

"Yo, is there no one?" the man mocked, "why is it better to send one than one?"

The Xuantian people in front of him glared at him angrily.

If eyes could kill, then he would have been dead for an unknown number of times.

Wu Jiu didn't say much, and rushed directly at him, which was completely different from Zhao Ming's conservatism before.

The man didn't say a word, raised his hand, aimed it at Wu Jiu, and another ray of light shot over.

Wu Jiu is unavoidable.

Just when everyone thought that Wu Jiu was dead, something happened about it.

The light did not hit Wu Jiu, but Wu Jiu was gone.

"He's there, there!" Someone in the crowd was so excited that they almost shouted.

The man from the ancient tribe suddenly realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly looked around.

He didn't see anything.

Suddenly, someone slapped him on the back.

The man from the ancient clan jumped up in shock, and Wu Jiu punched him.

The man of the ancient tribe who beat him instantly had a nosebleed.

The red blood stimulated everyone almost to cheer.

"Good!"

"Good fight!"

"Well done!"

"Shoot him!"

"Avenge Zhao Ming!"

The voices below boiled, and almost everyone clenched their fists and raised them, blushing and roaring angrily.

Zhao Ming's death touched almost everyone's heart.

How many people have returned to the ancient war?

Although it is said that in order to protect their families and defend the country, soldiers can not be afraid of sacrifice. But who is willing to die if there is no old and young?

Survival is the greatest motivation for the soldiers.

Zhao Ming's death made everyone feel that the power of the ancient clan was so strong, and even reached a height of admiration. And Wu Jiu's punch made everyone wake up -- the ancient clan has never been invincible! Victory has always been able to be fought for by itself!

And Wu Jiu's mood is even more complicated.

He is a dragonfly demon, and his body is not as strong as other beast demons, but today he understands that fighting is not by fists, but by brains!

No matter how hard the fist is, it will fail when it touches the brain.

Hearing the roar behind him, Wu Jiu almost burned his blood. He has never been so noticeable, never so much praise. All this, thanks to General Lin Dinghui's reminder, can I have all this.

Morale rose all at once.

This sudden change made Shui Qinghe on the side frown.

What a mistake. Shui Qinghe thought.

And Wu Jiu, who had been beaten with chicken blood, looked at the ancient clan's eyes full of hostility.

The man was a little frightened, but he raised his hand and still attacked Wu Jiu.

Wu Jiu just changed back to his original body, easily dodged the blow, and took advantage of his body to flexibly go around behind the ancient clan.

Following the collar of the ancient clan, Wu Jiu turned back into a human body, holding a sharp blade in his hand, and cut it without hesitation.

The neck is the only weak point in his armor.

As if cutting tofu, the head of the ancient clan instantly fell into Wu Jiu's hand, and blood splattered everywhere.

Wu Jiu raised his head and said in a loud voice, "Avenge Zhao Ming!"

The man's head was still bleeding out.

Xuantian's demon soldiers were excited, and shouted with him: "Revenge for Zhao Ming! Revenge for Zhao Ming!"

Wu Jiu walked back, handed over the head to Lin Dinghui, clenched his fists, and said, "Live up to the mission!"

"Okay!" Lin Dinghui was also happy in his heart, and said, "Go back and reward you!"

"General Xie!" Wu Jiu smiled and retreated.

Shui Qingli looked at the soldiers under the city, and said to Huo Jiaolie with a smile: "It seems that this time, the Gu clan still beat upside down. ”

"Not necessarily, if I were him, I would definitely win this game. Huo Jiaolie smiled and shook his head, "After all, if the morale of this side is kept so high, it will be very bad for them. ”

Shui Qingli nodded, agreeing with his point of view.

But what no one expected was that the Gu clan would retreat.

Everyone was happy, but the water was clear and the fire was arrogant.

What kind of medicine is sold in this ancient gourd?

In the ancient clan military camp, Shui Qinghe sat on a high seat, looked at the people below, and said unhappily: "It's only a few lasers away from the bullets, and there is no energy?"

"Last time, Shui Qingli and Huo Arrogantly broke in, and we didn't have time to take out some of the lightning protection crystals from the thunder pool. One said.

This person, if Shui Qingli is here, I'm afraid he will be able to recognize it at a glance!(To be continued.) )