The earth-level worshipper had a solemn face, and the pressure on the big man in front of him was too great.

With a sword on his own, as long as it is not critical, the other party will not dodge or dodge at all, and directly exchange injuries for injuries.

"Uncle, where's my axe? Who threw it at me? Hongbao was a little annoyed when he couldn't take the offering, and yelled.

"My lord, go on. Immediately someone broke away from the warband, ran into the distance, came back with an axe, and threw it in this direction.

Now that the overall situation has been decided, there are no more than thirty knights alive, and they are still rapidly decreasing, and they can't even run away.

Even if they run away, someone will shoot them down with bows and arrows.

The remaining manpower did not have the slightest pressure on the Gu people in the field.

Hongbao's opponent naturally didn't want him to receive it, and now he couldn't parry an axe, and seeing that the other party hadn't made much effort, if he really couldn't parry two axes.

"Did the Seventh Prince run away? As long as he runs away, he can leave. The worship thought in his heart, but he naturally couldn't see it from his angle, and the Seven Princes had already been stopped.

Seeing the two people in front of him, he directly put the Seventh Prince aside and whispered, "Your Highness, you go first." ”

The Seventh Prince gritted his teeth and left quickly without looking back.

He couldn't understand why these people would come to kill him, and he could send so many masters, except for Qi Zixiao, who was a red martial artist.

And these people don't seem to be in the army, that is, Qi Zixiao wants to kill himself.

Why? Her talent is not high, she is not outstanding among the eleven brothers, and she has not done anything to offend Qi Zixiao, why did she kill herself?

The Seventh Prince is about to grit his teeth, although he doesn't know why, but as long as he can go back alive, he will definitely avenge today's revenge.

Seeing that the Seventh Prince was about to submerge into the jungle, he suddenly heard the sound of breaking the air behind him, and his body jumped to the side, and then let out a miserable scream.

The thigh was shot directly through with a javelin, and even the bones were broken.

Walking over step by step was a big man with five beast claw scars on his face, if the paw prints were a little deeper, I am afraid that his eyes would be gone, and at this time he had a murderous intent.

Glancing at the distance, the worshipper who was entangled by the two people could not get out, as long as he had the intention of leaving, the two must have used the injury for the injury.

It sent chills down his mind.

The ancient people regarded death in battle as glory, and even after death, the bones would be buried in the 60,000 mountains, and the heroic souls were with countless ancestors.

Therefore, these ancient people never seem to know what pain is, and they are not afraid of death.

This is also the point that other countries are most afraid of.

The Seventh Prince trembled in the face of the big man who walked in front of him step by step.

The fear of death hung over him.

I never thought I would die here, in such a situation. If he had known this, he would never have gone to Dayao.

If he didn't pay too much attention to dragon scales, dragon blood and unicorn blood, how could he go out in person.

I didn't expect to be killed.

"Why did Qi Zixiao kill me? Why?" the Seventh Prince's face twitched, a howl full of anger and despair.

However, the big man on the other side did not answer him in the slightest, and directly nailed the seventh prince to the ground with a javelin, and then cut off his head with another knife.

When he was pierced on the ground by a javelin, a face suddenly flashed in the mind of the Seven Princes.

Is it because of him? But why?

And near the carriage, the battle had come to an end, and a hundred people were in the middle of the ranks, not to mention people, not even a horse was missed, only a corpse in one place.

Wei Gu's eyes widened at the sky, and his body was a few meters away.

It was too late for the earth-level fetal-level worship to run before, and in addition to Hongbao, who was opposite him, there were five or six big men holding their arms and laughing there outside the field.

"Your Excellency, you're the slowest. ”

Hongbao's eyes were red and he scolded: "Damn, this bastard is too slippery." ”

Two axes the size of wheels swung like windmills in his hands, and the ground around him was almost three feet dug by him, and the ravines were covered with a radius of 100 meters.

Although the opponent was already injured, he still didn't take it down.

The worship laughed miserably, he couldn't live today. But the dignity of the ground fetus made him unwilling to die like this, even if he died, he had to pull the other party's back.

Soon, he found a gap, and the whole person fit into the shadow of the axe, and the long sword in his hand suddenly disappeared, and when he reappeared, it was already in front of Hongbao's throat.

"Poof", the axe in Hongbao's right hand suddenly sped up a lot, cutting off the offering from his chest.

Hongbao's other axe flew straight out, and his left hand stopped directly in front of his throat.

The defense of the ancient people was very strong, and the sword that was enshrined before dying penetrated his palm, and it was clamped, only causing a small wound in the throat.

"Damn, it's quite difficult, and I have to bite Lao Tzu if I die. Hongbao threw the axe aside, pulled out the long sword from his left palm with his right hand, and pinned the enshrined head to the ground with a flick of his hand.

"Let's see if there are any living people, I'll go and see if that Wang Ba won't let that bastard escape. Hongbao shouted, and took the axe and headed for another battlefield.

But by the time he arrived, it was over, and he was surrounded by seven or eight earth wheels, and the assault was exchanged for wounds, and the worship did not run away, and before he died, he killed one person and wounded three.

Hongbao went over and looked at the big man whose neck had been cut, and felt a little pity, this bastard was quite good except for his bad mouth.

"Carry him back, don't let him be left outside. Go back first and then find a place to deal with your body and send it back to the mountain. Hongbao explained.

"Yes. The others didn't say much, they just carried him on their backs, and they didn't care about the blood flowing from his body.

This is the blood of brothers, and there is nothing to dislike.

Hongbao stomped the enshrined head with another kick, and the big man next to him with five claw marks on his face handed over the head of the Seventh Prince: "My lord." ”

Hongbao took it and looked at it: "The task is complete, go back and pack up, and prepare to withdraw." ”

As soon as he returned, someone shouted, "My lord, there is a group of people, like a caravan returning from us." ”

"See us?"

"When they saw it, they retreated. ”

"Kill the light. Hongbao said coldly, looking up into the distance, and sure enough, a team of people were running away in a hurry.

Eight men chased after the caravan, while others destroyed some of the distinctive wounds on the corpses.

For example, the wound caused by the mace, few people in Great Xia use this kind of heavy weapon, and this is what many ancient people like to use.

When Hongbao passed by the carriage of the Seven Princes, he glanced inside, and saw a stunning woman leaning inside, a dagger was stuck in front of her chest, and she was out of breath.

And there are tears on his face.