"If you don't succeed, you will be benevolent-" sounds more straightforward than the words of the masters. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Dahan knew that this was an ultimatum issued by the master, and the fate of the Gutian tribe depended on tonight. After Duan Gu finished speaking, he turned around and left, as if he was a messenger, as the tribal leader, this time he didn't ask for anything, he didn't force an order, how to choose which to go, at this time the fate of the others let them decide for themselves.

At this moment, Minister Duan Gu has also done his best, the strength of the master is too strong, it's not that they didn't resist, it's just that the rune power of the master is too strong, to destroy the Gu Tian tribe, it's even easier than destroying a nest of ants.

Turning around, Dahan looked at the more than 100 people who had just retreated from the battlefield, this was the last strength of the Gutian tribe.

Resolute eyes looked around, swept over the tired faces, the big man suddenly took a deep breath, and said loudly: "Strong men, everyone heard the minister's words just now, the future of the Gutian tribe is in the hands of that master, and now we have no choice, if you are a man, stand up and follow me Zhang Meng, either win the future for the tribe, or die on the battlefield, and be worthy of the dead clansmen." ”

Zhang Meng's voice was full of anger, excitement, and pride in seeing death as if he were at home, although most people were afraid in the face of the three-inch blood blade of the cold killing, but at this moment, under the influence of Zhang Meng, among more than a hundred people, most of them still stood up, they did not speak, did not express their inner thoughts with any words, but the perseverance on their faces has silently explained everything.

"Okay," Zhang Meng looked at the people in the queue and said sharply: "I know that the men of my Gutian tribe have always been men who stand up to the sky. ”

Saying that, Zhang Meng walked into the crowd and selected fourteen sturdy and clever people who were quick to do things on weekdays, and these fifteen people would be the team that would attack tonight. Zhang Meng followed Duan Gu's words and took everyone to the open space in front of the thatched hut to wait.

There was not much time, Duan Guying came out, nodded at a few people, and then made a highest-level bow of the Gutian tribe, but he didn't say a word during the whole process.

Then Zhang Meng followed Duan Gu into the thatched house, and the master personally handed over the runes, and explained to Zhang Meng that the method used had been effective, and then Zhang Meng transferred it to others.

In the sky above the He Chuan tribe, the moonlight was bright, shining high on a silent tribal clearing. At this moment, Han Ji slowly opened his eyes, and as the blood light and evil qi all over his body disappeared, his originally exhausted body instantly came to his senses, except for the dirty clothes that had not been changed, it was impossible to see that he had experienced several life-and-death battles before.

Under He Yun's deliberate arrangement, the other nine people of the He Chuan tribe all gathered together, made a drum out of the beast's tendons, and one person went to the high platform in the tribe to watch the night, because everyone was very tired from the battle during the day, so someone would replace the night duty every hour, and at this time it was already the time for the fourth person to change randomly.

Han Ji looked into the distance, he hadn't noticed it before, but at this moment he could clearly know that his perception ability had increased a lot, which was another discovery since he obtained the mystery in the stone tablet.

Walking forward, Han Ji stopped the fourth person who was about to climb the high platform, "I'll come, after a hard day's battle, you are all tired, so let's have a good rest." ”

The man turned to look at Han Ji, and saw that Han Ji was in good spirits, without a trace of tiredness, so he nodded, but they were really tired in the past few days, "Well, if you are tired, you will call me later." ”

"Don't worry, I'll just keep this place in check. Han Ji said more and more affirmatively.

To be honest, it's late at night, you can't see clearly from the high platform, and it's surrounded by woods, so you can't necessarily see anything even if you watch it during the day.

Han Ji knew this very well, so he chose to be on duty at night in addition to not being sleepy, the most important thing is that he melted his soul with blood, and he could rely on the increase of blood-shattering qi in his body to perceive the breath of living beings within a certain range, and he didn't need his eyes to know if someone was approaching this night.

Time passed, and another two hours passed, and the rest of the He Chuan tribe had already slept to death.

At this moment, Han Ji felt the aura of more than a dozen new creatures appear within a radius of five hundred meters, and more than a dozen people were cautiously approaching the He Chuan tribe.

In the woods, fifteen sturdy men of the Gutian tribe, under the leadership of Zhang Meng, each armed with bows and arrows, broadswords, and three runes, shuttled through the woods at night.

During the walk, Zhang Meng, who was the leader, pulled out the knife and gently cut a hole in his finger, and the blood flowed out, but Zhang Meng no longer made any other movements, and rushed forward vigorously.

The rest of the people around him were puzzled when they saw this, and one of the clansmen asked, "What are you doing here?"

Zhang Meng's face was resolute, and his tone was deep: "This rune needs blood to open, and when it arrives at the place, it is convenient to act, the masters of the He Chuan tribe have a lot of skills, we have to find a way to kill them as much as possible." ”

When the rest of the people heard this, they understood, and they all regarded death as home, followed Zhang Meng's example and cut their fingers with a knife, and then continued to move forward in hiding.

However, just as they walked less than fifty meters away from the He Chuan tribe, two three-inch blood blades cut through the silence in the dark night and shot towards them extremely quickly.

The blood flashed, and Zhang Meng knew at a glance that it was the masters of the He Chuan tribe who had discovered them, and immediately asked everyone to be vigilant, prepare runes to deal with these two blood blades, and don't mess up.

Although they were well prepared, they only knew what the fear in their hearts was when they really faced it, and the scene of the battle in the evening, when hundreds of people died from these two bloody blades in just a few minutes, was still reflected in their minds.

The blood blade slashed, and in an instant, there were still four people who fell to the bottom and died, Zhang Meng saw that they still couldn't suppress the fear in their hearts, so he immediately stepped forward, and at the same time reached out and touched a new rune, and the blood stained the rune so that the rune opened instantly, and suddenly a strange white light curtain came out, blocking an attack of the blood blade.

At the same time, another ruthless person, with a hideous face, also took out a rune, and in an instant, the rune culture made a white light blade, and in the blink of an eye, it met a flying blood blade.

The two collided, and the energy of the light blade disintegrated, and the blood blade was much dimmer, but it was still rushing forward.

The protective light curtain made by Fu Wen was tightly maintained for a few breaths, and soon disappeared, looking at the flying blood blade, the big man who had previously cooperated with Zhang Meng to open the attack rune also opened one of his own protective runes, trying to resist the blood blades that were shot, but at this time, the two blood blades flew towards the two of them. The light curtain made by Fu Wenhua can only resist the blood blade in one direction, but there is no way to deal with the other blood blade.

Zhang Meng's eyes did not turn short to observe the movements of the two blood blades, at this moment the others had no time to save them, at the moment of life and death, before the blood blade was about to sink into the body, Zhang Meng's face turned ruthless, and opened the self-detonating rune with blood, and at the moment when the rune energy was released, the blood blade flew into his body. The power of the rune burst out in an instant, and Zhang Meng and the people around him were blown into stumps and broken arms, and at this moment, the blood blade that had submerged into their bodies was also attacked at the moment of flying away, and the blood on it instantly became dim.

The three-inch blood blade is not a real sharp blade, but is condensed from the evil qi in the body of the cold killer, and their state can be clearly known by the cold killing.

Under the night, the cold face did not have the slightest expression, and with a movement of his heart, the two shuttling blood blades instantly merged into one, turning into a bloody weapon again.

Immediately afterward, Han Ji once again condensed the evil qi of his whole body, and condensed a new blood blade in front of the Heavenly Spirit, which was still only a three-inch short knife. The two blood blades are already the limit that Han Ji can control now, the evil qi in his body is still too little, even the two blood blades are barely controlled, and the reserves of the evil qi in his body cannot sustain him for how long he continues to fight, the only way to continue fighting is to absorb the evil qi in the enemy's body, such as the battle in the evening, the cold killing was originally just a condensed blood blade, with the increase in killing, the essence blood absorbed by the blood blade increases, and the evil qi in the cold killing body naturally increases, and the second blood blade can be condensed, as for the excess evil qi, it will be taken into the body by the cold killing after the battle, enhancing their own realm。

Of course, today, when the Blood Blade suffers a big attack, what it loses is the evil qi that condenses the Blood Blade, and once the evil qi is consumed to a certain extent, the Blood Blade will not be able to maintain itself and disintegrate on its own.

Another blood blade condensed out, shooting straight at the remaining nine people in an instant, this obviously did not have Zhang Meng's courage, seeing the blood blade flying, still a little afraid, several people approached together, and then the three of them took out the rune and opened it with blood, turning into three defensive light curtains around them, firmly protecting them in the middle, the blood blade was hindered, and the blood flashed and merged into one, and suddenly the blood blade looked two inches bigger.

The nine people who were trapped also took out the attack runes and opened them, trying to consume the energy of the blood blade, but I don't know if it was fear or other reasons, the light blades shot out by the two runes failed to hit the cold blood blade.

And at this moment, the blood blade was like a deadly knife, slashing fiercely on the protective light curtain, one knife fell, the light curtain was cracked like a spider web, and the second knife fell The defensive light curtain was no longer able to resist, and it instantly disintegrated and disappeared.

With a flash of blood, the five-inch blood blade split in two again, killing the nine people quickly before the others could open the runes.

At this point, the elite squad of the Gutian Tribe, which was originally both offensive and defensive, was all wiped out.

After ruthlessly ingesting their essence blood, the three-inch Deadly Blood Blade reversed at an extremely fast speed, completely disappearing into the Heavenly Spirit of Cold Killing.

Retracting the blood blade, Han Ji stared coldly at the corpses of the nine dead people, thinking about whether to take down those runes to defend his clansmen. But the corpses of the nine people piled up, the blood flowed everywhere, and soon the runes that were not used were opened, and in an instant, the violent energy was everywhere, and the corpses of the nine people were blasted into flesh foam by the explosion, and the flesh and blood flew in the sky, ruthlessly illustrating the cruelty of the battle.