"Kill!"

Carlo behind Lin Fan roared and rushed out.

However, Shui Ao was still very sensible, and after those warriors rushed out with Lin Fan, he still stopped the old man and woman who were about to rush and kill.

He understood that if these old men and women were allowed to go to the battlefield together, Lin Fan would definitely be the first to blame himself.

This leader of his own thinking is different from others, and it can be said that he is out of place.

At the beginning, it was suggested to launch a plundering war against some tribes, so that the number of women of the Desolate Clan could be quickly expanded, and at least the foundation of the Desolate Clan could be more solid.

But Lin Fan's first reaction after hearing it was to teach him a hard lesson, and it was not pleasant.

At this time, Lin Fan had already caught up with the injured Jishan, and his fists kept waving, so that Jishan had to slow down and retreat while defending.

"Chief!"

The mountain was synonymous with power among the Wind Tribe, so when he and Lin Fan rushed out of the city, those warriors of the Wind Tribe were instantly shocked.

At this time, there were nearly half of the warriors left in the Blastwind Tribe, and even then, it was 5 times as many as the Wasteland Tribe.

They rushed towards the mountain and Lin Fan with a swift wind, and even the water wolves kept throwing grenades on the city wall could not stop these people.

In an instant, the mountain had already retreated into the crowd and flew towards the bottom of the mountain.

The leaders began to flee for their lives, and the remaining Tempest warriors had no intention of fighting.

A whole thousand people, and so many strong men, now there are less than 500 people left, and their own leader has begun to flee.

At this time, the gate of the Desolate Clan City is like a giant mouth of a monster, constantly devouring the warriors of the Wind Tribe.

The defeat was like a mountain, even if Carlo rushed out with dozens of warriors, those people of the Wind Tribe no longer had the heart to continue attacking.

"I've quit your desolate clan, are you still finished?"

Jishan was extremely aggrieved, and he never thought that he would become so embarrassed.

And Lin Fan followed him closely, so that he didn't even have time to breathe.

Although Lin Fan knew that the poor Kou Mo was chasing, but if he didn't take this opportunity to kill the other party completely, it was estimated that it wouldn't be long before the mountain would come back again to seek revenge on the desolate clan.

Anyway, he had already handed over the MG4 to Carlo when he chased it out, and the principles of these guns were the same.

If there were no strong men like Jishan in front of him, that heavy machine gun would be enough to solve the rest of the crisis.

"Those who offend my desolate clan will be punished even if they are far away!"

Lin Fan let out an earth-shattering roar that echoed around Jiutou Mountain for a long time.

This made the water wolf and others who were originally standing on the city wall rush out of the city in excitement, and followed Carlo to stop the warriors of the Wind Tribe.

The battlefield is ruthless, either you kill me or I kill you, so Lin Fan didn't have the slightest mercy.

Whenever a Swift Tribe warrior appeared beside him, he would strike a blow and knock them directly into the air.

After all, the mountain is a strong martial emperor, even if the speed is still very fast in this situation, and after a while, it will be out of the range of the nine-headed mountain.

It's just that because Lin Fan's physical strength and strength have not been compromised in the slightest, he is getting closer and closer to him.

This made Jishan frightened in his heart, "You forced me, since you want to kill me, then let's see if you have this ability!"

Ji Shan's figure stopped suddenly, and the spears in his hands stabbed directly at Lin Fan who rushed over.

Lin Fan smiled slightly, since he didn't run away, then his chance would come.

He first sacrificed the shadow shield to protect him behind him to prevent any accidents.

At the same time, the yin-yang chakra appeared in front of him, and the black-and-white yin-yang balls turned into two huge carps, rushing towards the mountain with a black and white wave.

This is the only move that Lin Fan has researched during this time, and the power of this move is not an attack, but a restraint.

Seeing such a powerful treasure, Shan Jishan's face changed drastically, and he used the strength of his whole body to collide with the two black and white carps with waves.

The violent collision caused Lin Fan and Jishan to take a few steps back, and then the two collided again.

When they collided, the remaining warriors of the Wind Tribe gathered behind the mountain, their faces nervous, after fleeing just now, they now had a team of nearly 300 people left.

If the mountain can turn the tide, kill Lin Fan.

Then they can slaughter the entire desolate tribe to avenge the dead people.

At this time, Carlo also stood on a high place with all the warriors of the Desolate Clan, staring at each other from the battlefield with the people of the Wind Tribe.

At this station, although the warriors of the Desolate Clan did not fall much, there were originally few people from the Desolate Clan, even if Lin Fan took out a high-tech weapon, the Desolate Clan also fell more than 30 people, and there were even more injured people.

So in terms of numbers, they still don't have the slightest advantage.

At this time, Lin Fan and Jishan both used all their strength, and because of the injuries on their bodies, both their strength and physical strength were declining rapidly.

At the beginning, he was still able to suppress Lin Fan, even if Lin Fan possessed a powerful defensive magic weapon, he was still repelled several times.

But as time went by, Lin Fan's advantage became bigger and bigger.

The most important thing is that Lin Fan has now begun to use the Yin Yang Wheel as a weapon, smashing it towards the mountain.

"Boom!"

Half an hour later, the shape of the mountain was smashed to the ground like a cannonball.

Lin Fan was also out of breath at this time, and there was already a slight crack on the shadow shield in front of him that could be seen by the naked eye, which was bombarded by the mountain.

"Nima, let's see if you can get up!"

Lin Fan roared, jumped to the side of Jishan in an instant, raised the Yin Yang Chakra high, and slammed it down on Jishan's head.

Seeing that their leader was being attacked, the warriors of the Wind Tribe let out an angry roar at this time and rushed towards Lin Fan.

Carlo and the others also rushed out at the first time, and the heavy machine gun in his hand immediately opened fire, and the sound of "da-da-da" was deafening.

These weapons of war were like harvesters in the secret realm of cold weapons, and they instantly swept down pieces of enemies.

In the end, less than 100 people from the Wind Tribe escaped from Jiutou Mountain, and Lin Fan killed the leader of the Wind Tribe, Jishan.

"Long live the patriarch......"

When Lin Fan returned to the city with the corpse of Ji Shan, the entire desolate clan erupted in earth-shattering cheers.

In this battle, Lin Fan has become the god of everyone in the entire desolate clan.

Lin Fan didn't have time to celebrate with these people, and hurriedly returned to the top of the mountain.

Killing the mountain also made him gain greatly.

In fact, as early as halfway through the battle, Lin Fan felt that he could kill the mountain, but in order to sharpen himself, he still persevered until he was about to be exhausted.

(End of chapter)