In just a few breaths, the bloody blade was like a three-inch scythe that demanded life, shooting the warriors of the Ancient Heaven Tribe one after another, stubble after stubble. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

And this sudden scene soon arrived at the middle army of the warriors of the Gutian tribe who were fighting. At this moment, there were only nine people left from the He Chuan tribe, and they only saw a blood blade cut through, and the enemy who originally belonged to them was shot by the blood blade in an instant, but that blade would not hurt the nine people of the He Chuan tribe.

Seeing this, the nine people avoided to the side, for fear of being accidentally injured by the runes of the fallen Gutian Tribe warriors.

Behind the bloody blade, a young man with scarlet eyes and a bloody body walked past the corpses with resolute steps, and followed the process of the bloody blade shooting.

"He's, Chill. He Yun in the shadows didn't seem to believe his gaze, Han Ji was still alive, and he seemed to know the secret of the stone tablet.

It seems that the nine people of the He Chuan tribe who came out of the Yama Palace, after watching Han Ji step by step over the cold corpses and killing the soldiers of the Gutian tribe one by one with a three-inch blood blade, they were all in awe, and they all stood farther away, they knew that at this moment, with the strength of the nine of them, they could no longer reverse anything in this one-sided war, all they could do was to ensure that they were plotting, because they knew that Han Ji was a person who valued love and righteousness, and it was the custom of the He Chuan tribe that had not changed for hundreds of years.

"The sky has opened its eyes--haha, the sky has opened its eyes-" He Yun, who had witnessed the rise and fall of the tribe for decades, could no longer hold back the emotions in his heart at this moment, and looked up to the sky and choked.

Among the nine people, in addition to He Yun, there were six women and two men, although they were covered in blood and were not afraid of life and death, they still couldn't help sobbing at this moment.

The moment the people of the Gutian tribe saw the blood blade, the blood blade had already submerged into their bodies, and the long-range runes were too late to open, and the bursting runes on their bodies started on their own as soon as they took up the blood, and they exploded within three meters in an instant。

There is no longer the heroism and fearlessness of the previous moment, everyone began to retreat one after another, and even Gu Tian's orders were no longer listened to, they were not demons, they were not powerful ghosts, they were also ordinary people, in front of the bloody blade without a trace of life, they were also afraid, they were not afraid of death before, it was nothing more than a few chances of survival.

Because of the help of the powerful runes, although the He Chuan tribe desperately fought back, the damage caused to the Gutian tribe was still not enough, and there were still more than three hundred Gutian tribe warriors who were retreating at the moment, and the panic caused by the blood blade to them instantly caused panic, and the original front army accelerated to turn around and run back, while the original tail army did not know the horror of the blood blade, and the action was much slower, and finally this uncoordinated action made the originally neat team chaotic, and everyone even gave up resisting, because they didn't know how to resist, the three-inch blood blade was the death's life-seeking sickle, and all they could do was escape。

And this chaotic move makes the Bloody Blade kill faster. In the night, the blood blade was like a bright light, interspersed among the warriors of the ancient heaven tribe at great speed, as one figure fell to the ground one by one, the light of the blood blade became brighter and brighter, and became thicker and thicker, and finally after killing and absorbing hundreds of drops of essence blood, the blood blade split into two. The identical three-inch blood blade was differentiated, and the two blood blades were interspersed on both sides, at an extremely fast speed, in just a few breaths, dozens of corpses fell to the ground, and the people of the Gutian tribe were even more demoralized, and even Gu Tian gave up the task of directing the fight to continue, mixed in the crowd, and quickly retreated back.

At this time, Han Ji, who had a calm face and resolute steps, finally stopped the last pursuit, not that he didn't want to kill these people who destroyed his homeland, but he was really tired, and the battle for days had already made him feel exhausted.

The two blood blades quickly reversed under the control of Han Ji, and merged into one in front of Han Ji's eyes, submerging into Han Ji's heavenly spirit, and at this time, Han Ji's spirit was only slightly better.

Turning around, Han Ji and the only nine remaining people of the He Chuan tribe converged, everyone looked at each other, but they didn't know what to say, or they all knew what to say.

After a while, Han Ji smiled faintly at everyone, "It's okay, we're safe—"

Without waiting for a sentence to be finished, the smile on Han Ji's face stopped, and a low gaze reflected in his eyes, "Let's go back to the tribe first!"

No more words.

After a period of time, under the Shifang Tree, Han Ji sat cross-legged, a little bit of blood reflected from his heavenly spirit, covering his whole body, and at the same time, the essence blood absorbed by the three-inch blood blade, the evil qi carried by Han Ji's body continued to nourish Han Ji's body, making him more powerful.

On the other side of the woods, in the headquarters of the Gutian Tribe, Duan Gu and the master sat separately, no one spoke, and suddenly Gu Tian, who was embarrassed, broke in, and immediately said with a fierce voice: "Oh no, there are also masters in the He Chuan tribe, just when we were about to kill the last few people, that person held a three-inch knife in his hand, and took the lives of hundreds of us in just a few minutes like a demon——"

At this point, Duan Gu's heart sank, and he couldn't help but look at the master of the throne.

As for this master, he opened his eyes unhurriedly, and said coldly: "A bunch of waste, what are the runes in your hands for, and I want to teach you how to use them personally." ”

"Yes, it was the speed of the other party that was too fast, we only saw a little blood, and then we were killed by the bloody blade, and the soldiers were all afraid, and they retreated, and now they have broken up and fled......"

However, before Gu Tian finished speaking, the master's right hand flickered, and suddenly a small rune shot out, like a sharp sword qi directly penetrating Gu Tian's Heavenly Spirit Gai.

Seeing this situation, Duan Gu had to kneel and bow to the ground, not even daring to let out the atmosphere, and quietly waited for the master's speech.

After a moment of hesitation, the master finally spoke, "You go and reorganize your subordinates, find a dozen shrewd and capable ones, I will give you a special rune late at night, and if they don't succeed tonight, there will be no need to see the sun tomorrow." ”

After speaking, the master closed his eyes again.

Duan Gu had already figured out this person's temperament, and kowtowed again and again, "Yes, yes, I'll arrange a few strong, shrewd and capable people." ”

Duan Gu walked out of the thatched hut with a big man with a big head, and at the door of the house, he raised his hand and gently wiped the sweat beads with his sleeves, but although the sweat beads were wiped away, the uneasiness on his face was because of the fear in his heart did not change at all.

Because this master likes to be quiet, after killing a few people in the Gutian tribe who didn't know what to do and had to make noise outside the thatched house, no one in the Gutian tribe dared to approach within fifty meters of the thatched house without incident.

Duan Gu walked with heavy steps, and it took a while to reach the edge of the woods where the clansmen were, and when he saw these clansmen with tired faces and even bloodstained bodies, Duan Gu was both happy and sad.

Walking forward, all the clansmen also gathered around, and one of them, a fairly sensible man, approached and said, "Minister, how are we doing this!"

"I've heard about the battle just now! Duan Gu said in a low voice, his words full of helplessness, "But this master wants the destruction of the He Chuan tribe, although he is only a few heads away, but he has not met his requirements after all!"

"This, it's not that we don't want to accept those heads!" The man who asked the question just now continued: "Really, there is also a master in the life and death of the Hechuan tribe, and the clansmen have not had time to react, they have been assassinated by his bloody blade, if we don't go faster, it is estimated that we will all be there just now!"

"Alas-" Duan Gu sighed lightly, but still said: "I also know this, but this master, the master does not agree! You go and choose fifteen clansmen who are not afraid of death, and the master will give you another rune in the middle of the night, and then go to the Hechuan tribe again, and kill them all while they are unprepared." But the master also said, if you don't succeed tonight, you will become benevolent—"