Wu Di, the right Hun king, looked at Zhao Heng and Lin Xu faintly, he didn't expect to lose to these three juniors today.

After a while, Wu Di said softly: "Maybe Da Dan is right, we are not the opponent of the Great Qin Empire, and the longer the war drags on, the more unfavorable it will be for us......

Lin Xu and the three of them were silent, they all knew that Wu Di couldn't live anymore, and the reason why Wu Di was still standing in the sky was because he still had the last obsession in his heart.

Out of respect for the king-level figures, Lin Xu and the three of them did not make up for the last slash.

Wu Di opened his mouth: "If I die, it doesn't mean that the Right Tent Tribe is dead, I still have a few sons outside, and they will continue to use the name of the Right Tent Tribe, but...... This right tent tribe can't recover its peak state!"

"My Uncle Wang's combat power is monstrous, he will not die, he will assist my son, or the throne will be directly ceded to Uncle Wang......"

"No matter what, no matter what, children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, I don't have to worry about ......"

When it was coming, Wu Di chattered endlessly, and everyone looked at him, and their eyes were quite helpless.

"Hahaha......"

Wu Di laughed and fell from the sky to the ground.

Since then, the king of the right tent tribe, Wu Di, has died!

...............

The terrible sound of bull's horns shook the valley, the cavalry on both wings roared to meet the attack, and the heavy infantry also strode unstoppably and arrogantly, like a black sea tide sweeping over the flat ground.

The two armies collided like a sea of mountains, and if the thunder resounded through the valley, it was like a thousand angry waves crashing against the mountains.

Swords and scimitars fluttered, spears and spears whizzed and flew by, dense arrows rained like locusts crossing the border, and dull shouts and short roars made the mountains and rivers tremble.

It was a battle between two of the most powerful factions in the southern steppes, both of whom had a glorious record of winning and undefeated, and both had the courage to die generously.

The iron man struck, the death did not spin, the hideous face, the bloody sword, the low howl, the smoke and dust, the whole mountain was enveloped and annihilated by the tragic aura of this primitive fighting.

At this moment, the battle reached its climax, and the Hun cavalry on the ground had been completely entangled by the southern troops.

Only if there were no accidents, the southern troops were able to completely eat the Right Tent Horde.

After the body of the Right Tent King fell from the sky, Zhao Heng roared: "Soldiers of the Right Tent Tribe, the Right Hun King Wu Di has died, you can only surrender to my Great Qin Empire, we will definitely be lenient......

The clouds and waves emptied, faintly stirring the sky in the distance, and Zhao Heng's voice was deafening, very shocking.

“............”

There was silence in the field, even the battle in the air stopped, and everyone looked at Zhao Heng in disbelief!

The right tent king is actually dead!

Wu Di, one of the three kings of the grassland, is actually dead!

"Bang!"

The two domineering momentum suddenly collided, and the few powerhouses in the sky who were not many of them all put their eyes on another place, which was the contest between Liu Xuanming and Uncle Wang of the Right Tent.

Uncle Wang's name is Tuomu, he was a true genius of cultivation when he was young, and he is a few years older than Da Shan Yu now.

Because Da Shan Yu is too strong, the steppe Huns only know the reputation of Da Shan Yu, and forget about the wood.

Tomu is a pure cultivator, he doesn't like worldly battles, therefore, he has been hiding from the three major tribes all these years, if it weren't for the right tent tribe with him to nurture him, maybe with his heart, he wouldn't have appeared in this battle.

Tuomu and Liu Xuanming retreated to the side at the same time, looking at the Huns powerhouses who had been wiped out by the Great Qin Empire to only seven or eight left, Liu Xuanming smiled at Tuomu and said, "Your Excellency, do you still want to fight?"

Liu Xuanming's armor had already been shattered, and some blood had soaked the corners of his clothes, but in the face of a strong enemy, he still had a face, talked and laughed, and did not lose the reputation of a Confucian general.

Tuomu's face was very wooden, and he looked at Liu Xuanming expressionlessly, "You are very strong!"

Liu Xuanming smiled and said nothing, today he first fought the right tent king Wu Di, and then the right tent king uncle took off the wood, even if he had experienced the war of destroying the country of the Seven Kingdoms, but compared to this battle, he still didn't dare to be careless, because this right tent king uncle was really strong!

Li Xiaoyao took a closer look at the dewood, and seeing that this person's sword intent was also extraordinary, he said in a low voice: "This dewood, I am not his opponent!"

Lin Xu was secretly shocked in his heart, he had known Li Xiaoyao for so long, and it was the first time that Lin Xu heard Li Xiaoyao admit that he was inferior to others.

Hearing Li Xiaoyao's words, Zhao Heng also nodded without moving: "In the battle of the same level, I and this person will win and lose half, if there is a difference of one level, the chance of my death should be seventy percent......"

Seeing that Zhao Heng actually said such a thing, Lin Xu was suddenly speechless in surprise.

You can't be an enemy of the same level, this dewood is so strong!

Tuomu looked in the direction of Kunlun Mountain, the moonlit night was dark, but his eyes were very deep, as if he could penetrate time and space.

After half a sound, Demu said softly: "If you don't make a move, the right tent tribe will really die......

Who is Toki talking to?

Who can help them now?

There's only one answer!

Liu Xuanming's face changed darkly, although the first seat of the heavenly machine assured him that the Kunlun God would not go down the mountain, but the right tent tribe is the foundation of its rule over the grassland, if the Kunlun God forcibly descends the mountain, and the first seat of the heavenly machine and the Qi Tian Demon Venerable cannot appear in time, with the strength of the Kunlun God, it is only a matter of time to slaughter them.

"Phew!"

A startled sound that pierced the night sky sounded, and in the next second, an old man in plain clothes and a hairy-faced monkey also appeared in the air, their faces were extremely grim, and they looked at the location of Kunlun Mountain together.

Kunlun Mountain is the sacred mountain in the south, it is also the highest mountain in this continent, known as the place near the sky, on Kunlun Mountain, Kunlun God is invincible, so the first seat of Tianji and Qi Tian Demon Venerable are waiting for Kunlun God to come down the mountain.

Last time, Qi Tian Demon Venerable forcibly fought a decisive battle with Kunlun God, and the consequences were also very serious, if it weren't for the Demon Emperor deliberately instilling a trace of strength into its battle armor, even if Qi Tian Demon Venerable's combat power was shocking, it would not be possible for it to leave Kunlun Mountain alive.

After the first seat of the Heavenly Machine and the Qi Tian Demon Venerable appeared, the two of them didn't care about the battle in the field, and neither of them looked at Uncle Wang.

Qi Tian Demon Venerable clasped his hands and scolded angrily at the sky: "You wolf dog of the demon clan, you go down the mountain now, let's fight for three days and three nights......"

"Monkey, you are just my junior, you can't kill me, except for the Demon Emperor, the Demon Clan is a corpse vegetarian, if you want to kill me, let the Demon Emperor come in person......"

A vast sound sounded in the sky, as if it had traveled through history, with the sound of the supreme avenue.

Hearing this voice, joy appeared on the faces of all the Huns at the same time, this was the first time they had heard the voice of the Kunlun god. At this time, Lin Xu's mind was tense, he was ready to slip away, as long as the Kunlun God appeared, he would leave with Zhuang Fan, Yan Xiaoyi and the others as soon as possible, hoping that the beast would not notice him.

Hearing that this guy in the dark actually looked down on himself, Qi Tian Demon Venerable was furious: "What kind of big-tailed wolf are you pretending to be......"

"Oh......"

As soon as the words came out, Qi Tian Demon Venerable suddenly woke up, yes, you are a wolf, I have heard of you a long time ago, why did you lose to the Demon Emperor? Don't think I don't know...... When you were running for the Demon Emperor, you made three moves...... No, two moves!"

"Yes, it's two moves, one of which is that the Demon Emperor also gave you a move, in front of human beings, I'm embarrassed to expose you, the most favorable candidate for the position of the Demon Emperor, but lost two moves, you're embarrassed to pretend to be a ghost in the south!"

As he spoke, Monkey King patted his cheek with his palm: "If it were me, I wouldn't show my face outside, I'd rather choose to retreat in the Sage Hall......"

Qi Tian Demon Venerable continued to tell the secret of the demon clan: "The Demon Emperor is the peerless and strongest, and it is not too much to lose to it, but for the sake of that shameless vanity, you actually stole the things of the Phoenix Emperor's Nirvana, then you really deserve to die, and you deserve to die!"

Qi Tian Demon Venerable crossed his hands on his waist, looking like a shrew scolding the street!

Xiang Xiaoxiang covered his head and sighed lightly, this kind of top secret of the demon clan was actually said as a joke by Qi Tian Demon Venerable, this ...... It's really irritating!

It's just like Xiaoxiang who also knows that Qi Tian Demon Venerable is such a person.

"Monkey, you are looking for death!"

A thunderclap rang out in the air, and the sound wave was heard, and many people's bodies almost did not fall.

Qi Tian Demon Venerable said casually: "Come down, if you go down the mountain, whoever runs is the grandson......"

Hearing Qi Tian Demon Venerable's words, the first seat of the Heavenly Machine secretly adjusted the state of his body to the peak, if the Kunlun God descended the mountain, then there would be a fierce battle here.

"Humph!"

The sound wave continued: "The people of the Right Tent Tribe, killing these people of the Qin State is not terrible to die, after you die, your souls will sleep with me!"

"Kunlun Divine ......"

The soldiers on the ground brandished their weapons and shouted, "For the Kunlun Divine ......"

Seeing the Huns' reaction, Qi Tian Demon Venerable's face changed slightly, regarding faith, this beast is better than the Demon Emperor, and the blue is better than the blue.

"Kill!"

The killing on the ground continues!

The monkey scolded angrily: "Don't run if you have the ability!"

However, there was no more sound to be heard.

Feeling that the Kunlun God had left, Demu said coldly to Liu Xuanming: "I will definitely kill you next time......

As soon as the words fell, the wood disappeared into the sky, seeing the right tent uncle disappear, the seven or eight strong men of the ladder realm also slowly retreated, in their opinion, this is not the end, there are still many subordinate tribes in the right tent, there are still a few princes outside, and the right tent tribe still has a chance to make a comeback.

Liu Xuanming saw that these people had retreated, he did not order the pursuit, and it was not until after half a ring that he opened his mouth and said: "Destroy the cavalry on the ground!"

"Yes!"

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