In the depths of the woods, the warriors of the Gutian tribe also seem to have launched a total effort, they are in a group of five, each of them is in a formation, and this time in addition to the rune on the body, each team of five people also has a peculiar rune, this rune only needs a trace of blood to open, after opening, the rune will fly out of a distance, and then turn into a sharp blade close to the ground, removing all the weeds and trees within three meters in front, so that the trap arranged by the He Chuan tribe has no effect, most of the warriors go around the trap, and there are not many traps, there is not one out of ten that can play a role。 Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Zhang Yunfei, who was hiding in the surrounding grass, saw that the traps that his people had worked so hard to arrange could not play their due role at all, and the roots of his teeth itched with hatred, and his hands couldn't help beating the ground.

Without the obstacle of the trap, the warriors of the Gutian tribe made rapid progress, and in a short period of time, the trap area of hundreds of meters had almost passed, at this time they were less than fifty meters away from Zhang Yunfei and the others who were in ambush, Zhang Yunfei, who had already been unable to bear it, saw this, and first picked up the crossbow in his hand, and took three sharp arrows in a row, aiming at the warriors of the three Gutian tribes and shooting them directly.

Three sharp arrows flew together. The warriors of the Gutian tribe only heard a sound of breaking the air, and then three people fell to the ground, blood flowed out, and as soon as the runes occupied the blood, they opened instantly, and the terrifying energy released by the three runes turned into ashes within three meters of this team, and the other two died together.

This is the drawback of the rune, but just after Zhang Yunfei shot the first arrow, the warriors of the Gutian tribe judged his location in the blink of an eye, and suddenly someone turned on the long-distance rune culture to make a sharp light and shot directly at Zhang Yunfei's location.

This move was something that Zhang Yunfei and the others did not expect, because the people of the Gutian tribe had never used this rune to fight before, not even a bow and crossbow, obviously this time it was to completely wipe out the He Chuan tribe.

Fu Wenhua made a light blade extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Zhang Yunfei and the other three, the three of them didn't have time to react at all, and in a hurry, Zhang Yunfei could only block the crossbow in his hand in front of him, which was just an instinctive reflection in the face of death, but among the three, he was the only one Zhang Yunfei who reacted too quickly, and blocked the deadly light blade with a strong crossbow, just ruining a strong crossbow. The other two were slashed in the chest by a sharp blade of light and died instantly.

Life and death parting, regret that it is too late on the battlefield, everyone here is not ruthless, but they must pretend to be ruthless.

Zhang Yunfei didn't care whether the people around him were really dead, and his first reaction could only leave quickly and hide in other places.

With Zhang Yunfei's first attack, all the people of the He Chuan tribe who were ambushed around shot the sharp arrows in their hands, because it was a hunting tribe, everyone here was very accurate in their archery skills, and as the sharp arrows were shot one by one, the opening of the runes among the warriors of the Gutian tribe rang out, and dozens of corpses fell to the ground in an instant. Although the sharp arrows of the He Chuan tribe were sharp and constantly shooting, the warriors of the Gutian tribe seemed to be not afraid of death, and one by one they held the sharp arrows on their heads and opened the remote runes in their hands.

The light blade of the counterattack was more terrifying than the sharp arrows of the He Chuan tribe, and in a round of light blade sweeping, the surrounding flowers and trees were destroyed along with most of the people of the He Chuan tribe. Those who survived quickly left and hid in other positions.

There was an instant silence all around, and the warriors of the Ancient Heaven Tribe, like killing machines, stepped on the corpses of the dead clansmen with expressionless faces and slowly advanced.

There is no such thing as victory or defeat in this war, it is a duel between life and death.

The people of the He Chuan tribe changed places and continued to attack, ushering in a series of light blades, and the two sides were desperate to invest and consume, and the only hope was who could not afford to consume first.

Although the runes carried by the warriors of the Ancient Heaven Tribe would destroy their own people, this casualty was much smaller than the casualty caused by the ranged runes to the He Chuan tribe.

This forest is said to be small, but at this moment, it seems too small for the people of the He Chuan tribe.

There are not many places to retreat in the rear, and the warriors of the Ancient Heaven Tribe are still like demons from hell, continuing to ruthlessly destroy everything.

After He Yun and Liu Tian arrived, He Yun organized the clansmen to hide in low-lying places and shoot as much as possible according to the terrain, so that they could avoid the straight-line light blades of the long-range runes of the Gutian tribe.

But this is already the edge of the woods, most of them are flat-bottomed, there are not many low-lying places, and there are very few places that can be used to accommodate them, and the most helpless thing for the He Chuan tribe is that they have no place to retreat at this moment, and behind them is the valley where the tribe is located, and when they get there, they will only die faster without the cover of the woods.

In this case, the clansmen of the He Chuan tribe simply threw down their bows and crossbows, and rushed forward with broken swords and axes, directly attacking the group of five people of the Gutian tribe, their goal was to kill all the other five people as long as they killed one and put blood flowing into the runes.

But the warriors of the Gutian tribe are even more well-equipped, how can a group of five people be so easy to kill. There were even some people from the He Chuan tribe who killed each other desperately, but the blood did not fall on the runes, and they did not open the bursting of the runes.

The sky turned from bright to dark, and then to dark, and the weak moonlight penetrated through the cracks in the trees, trying to watch the war unfold.

At the end of the other side of the forest is the location of the Ancient Heaven Tribe, a thatched hut built under tall trees, in which three figures are negotiating, and the strange thing is that the main seat here is not the head of the Ancient Heaven Tribe, but a man who is extremely strange to the ordinary people of the Ancient Heaven Tribe, but very fearful.

Below, Duan Gu, the head of the Ancient Heaven Tribe, and Gu Tianfen, the great elder of the tribe, sat left and right. At this moment, it was the Great Elder Gu Tian who spoke, "Master, a general attack has been launched ahead, the warriors of my tribe are invincible, the He Chuan tribe can only breathe, it won't be long before my Gu Tian tribe can make the He Chuan tribe disappear completely!"

Gu Tian was somewhat sorry when he said this, as if he had done something he didn't want to do or didn't want to do.

Gu Tian's words fell, and the man on the main throne who was called a master nodded, but his tone was cold, this victory was already finalized for him, and there was no suspense at all, so he couldn't talk about any surprises or surprises, "I just want to know how much time it will take, your movements are too slow." ”

Because Gu Tian was responsible for the transmission of the war, Duan Gu, who was originally the master of the three people present, was vacant, and he didn't have the right to speak at all, listening to the words of the master, Duan Gu's face immediately became panicked, and he hurriedly looked at Gu Tian.

Gu Tian put away his thoughts, thought about it in his heart, and then replied affirmatively: "After dark, we will definitely be able to destroy the He Chuan tribe." ”

"Hmph!" After dark, it seemed to Gu Tian that it was already a very fast speed, but it was far from enough in the ears of the masters, "You go to help them, you must speed up." ”

"Yes, yes, yes-" Gu Tian hurriedly nodded and withdrew.

At this time, Duan Gucai cautiously asked the master: "I just ask you not to embarrass the poor children!"

"If things are done, I will naturally not embarrass a group of ants. After that, the master closed his eyes slightly, obviously not wanting to listen to Duan Gu say more.

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As the battle continued, not far from the woods, the tribesmen of the He Chuan tribe had already shot out of sharp arrows, more and more people picked up their melee weapons and rushed forward to fight hard, although it was difficult for them to kill the enemy in a neat queue, but they still went, only the inner unwillingness to support them, only the slightest will not to admit defeat, their red eyes, under the desire to survive, the greatest instinct in the body was stimulated, kill, there was only one word in their minds.

But the desperate counterattack of the He Chuan tribe did not achieve much effect, the warriors of the Gu Tian tribe seemed to be endless, going forward one after another, and when they fell, others immediately made up for it, and in the end, under Gu Tian's arrangement, the warriors of the Gu Tian tribe shot the remnants of the He Chuan tribe with a large number of long-range runes blindly.

They are all creatures of this land, although the Hechuan tribe knows more about this area, but the Gutian tribe is no stranger, they clearly know that the Hechuan tribe has nowhere to retreat, and the surrounding woods are their last ambush location, and the war is about to be won.

Watching the long-range runes of the Gutian tribe shoot out one by one, He Yun's face was completely bloodless, and the surrounding clansmen were not one out of ten, and the fight was almost over, even the two elders Zhang Yunfei and Liu Tian also desperately pulled a few cushions and left.

Looking up at the treetops, He Yun gave the final task: "Children, the will of the He Chuan tribe cannot be lost, everyone is ready to do the final rush with me!"

This voice is unusually low, but it sounds so cruel at the moment, if words can hurt people, then this cruel voice from the bottom of the heart should be able to kill.

At this moment, it was seen that there were only sixteen people left in the remnants of the He Chuan tribe, and most of them were women, and their men might have already fought to the death. No one flinched, no one was timid, the tribe was gone, the home was gone, and survival was meaningless, they were not docile sheep, but they gave men the conditions to be in the limelight, and at this moment their harbor was gone, they resolutely turned into a tiger, picked up the weapon in their hands, and rushed to the warriors of the Gutian tribe fiercely and fearlessly.

The cruelty and strength of the Gutian tribe did not make them succumb, under the leadership of He Yun, sixteen people suddenly attacked on both sides of the Gutian tribe's warriors, because they were close to the rear, the people of the Gutian tribe were less vigilant, and they lost dozens of people in an instant.

But only this once, after all, the people of the Gutian tribe are not fools, and they will not let the remnants of the He Chuan tribe do whatever they want.

And just as the warriors of the Gutian tribe were arresting the remnants of the He Chuan tribe everywhere, a bloody light suddenly shot out from the woods in front of them, under the weak moonlight, the blood light turned into a three-inch sharp blade, only these three inches were extremely hideous, and the speed was even faster, the warriors of the Gutian tribe only glanced at it, and then they were instantly killed by the three-inch blood blade that broke their chests, and the blood blade was constantly hunting, and it also continued to ingest the drop of essence blood at the enemy's heart, and with the absorption of the essence blood, the blood light of the three-inch blood blade was even more sultry.