Go North, Go North!(18)

Hey, I sighed softly in front of the direction. It's just that www.biquge.info others are good to say, just this totem flag, pull it down quickly, but I can't do it to make one of them. Besides, if you are alone, you have a flag, what is the use? Unless, ......

This guy suddenly thought that if his wife was willing to violate the national family planning policy one day and open up to give birth to a few more small squares for herself, hehehehehe, maybe after ten or twenty generations, he would be able to reproduce such a Fang family tribe?

You have to do it, what do you want to do with these things? and the big and small wives, now it's even a genuine lady who hasn't implemented it!

Gather your mind before the direction and continue to look down. It feels like the attacker is in danger of a complete collapse!

At this moment, more than a thousand people rushed out of the enemy camp at a gallop, and the leader, who was in front of the direction, recognized at a glance that it was actually six or seven priest spirit cultivators!

Could it be that they are ready to use the strength of more than a thousand people, under the leadership of these few Sacrifice Spirit Cultivators, to turn the tide?

In an instant, these people came closer, but they saw that more than a thousand people raised their hands in unison, and there were countless yellow smoke in the air.

It's poison! The first time I recognized the yellow smoke, it seemed to be the same as a kind of poisonous mist commonly used in the Ten Thousand Poison Sect!

Could it be that there are also Ten Thousand Poison Sects intervening here? Or could it be that these people have refined similar poisonous smoke themselves?

Naturally, I don't know the details of the direction, but I have secretly added a little caution in my heart. Whatever the reason, at least, this wild land is not as simple as the legend suggests.

The yellow smoke quickly hid the sergeants of the two sides who were fighting, and everywhere they went, no matter whether they were friends or enemies, all the sergeants smelled it, and it only took a few seconds for them to throw down their blades and begin to tear their clothes and beat their chests, as if it was extremely difficult to breathe. Then, they fell to the ground one by one, and there was a sound of "ho ho" in their mouths, but they could no longer say a word.

"It's poisonous smoke, everyone hurry up and hold your breath!" On both sides of the cart, several priest spirits roared in unison, although the warning was issued, it was afraid that it would be useless in the overall situation. Because, just in an instant, the poisonous smoke had spread from itself, completely enveloping the entire camp.

In this way, if the people in the formation hold their breath, although they can resist for a while, how can they last? At this time, the enemy only needs to send out thousands of crossbowmen and stand on the periphery of the yellow smoke, and they can shoot all the soldiers in the formation one by one. What's more, the enemy still has at least tens of thousands of reserves at this time, and if it is killed in one fell swoop, the consequences are almost predestined in advance.

"Still not dead?" A red-robed old man who led more than a thousand poisoners to pounce was extremely disdainful, and waved his arms and shouted: "Those who follow me will prosper, and those who stand in my way will die!"

In the midst of the shouting, the horse team stepped into the camp like a whirlwind, unaffected by the poisonous smoke. And this person does not distinguish between the enemy and me at all, and it is really a cold palm, but anyone who blocks his way forward is killed with one palm.

Even so, after all, this is a war group of tens of thousands of people, and for a while, it is not easy to penetrate.

Next to the cart, an old man in armor jumped lightly and flew into the car, and said urgently: "Hurry up!" With just a pull, he tore down the big banner that was waving in the wind, slapped a piece of Buzhou jade in his hand, handed it into the hands of the blue-armored warrior, and urged: "There is me here, you go quickly!"

The green-armored warrior seemed to be hesitating, but the old man gently supported him under his elbow, and forcibly threw him off the cart, which happened to land on the back of a green horse.

"Let's go!" The old man lightly slapped his palm on the buttocks of the green horse, and the horse was in pain, and with a long neigh, he immediately galloped towards the back of the battle.

"But......" On horseback, the faint voice of the blue-armored warrior had just arrived, and it was immediately drowned in the noisy roar of the battlefield.

"Get out!" The red-robed old man in the lead saw the blue-armored warrior withdrawing with the totem flag, his heart was anxious, he no longer relied on horsepower, and took the lead in jumping up from the horse, a few ups and downs, and had already jumped over the many sergeants who fell to the ground and groaned or were still holding their breath and fighting, and suddenly came to the side of the cart.

To its left and right, three on one side, also closely followed by six monks of the same rank.

"Stop them!" The old man in armor who had sent away the blue-armored warrior shouted violently, and together with three Soul Sacrifice Cultivators and more than a dozen Soul Cleansing and Spiritual Transformation Cultivators, he had already blocked the seven people on the side of the cart.

"Big brother, that man ran away with the totem flag. A gray-robed old man standing next to the red-robed old man said.

"Hmph, kill all his people for me, I don't think he can run away?" The old man in the red robe had a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth, and with a wave of his palms, he flew towards the old and weak women and children behind the cart.

"Don't think about it!" the old man in armor took the lead in blocking, and everyone moved together, and the battle was a mess.

It seems that there are a little more people here, but the cultivation is uneven, and the fear of poisonous smoke is also concerned, and only six or seven percent of the cultivation has to be played. In a few moments, a Spiritual Monk had fallen to the ground injured.

After this delay, the blue-armored warrior had already rushed to the end of the formation, and in front of him, there was an empty slope.

"Little cub, do you really only care about running for your life? Don't you see that your people are wailing for death?" The red-robed old man and the seven had the upper hand, and immediately shot out three poisonous Jiao, and pounced into the ranks of old and weak women and children who were almost helpless behind everyone, and they were biting and killing back and forth, and suddenly, dozens of people died under the minions of the evil Jiao.

After being ravaged by these evil dragons, these old and weak women and children were suddenly in chaos, crying, screaming, shouting, and even standing up and jumping around, and the sound was full of sorrow and sound for miles.

Xiang Qian looked straight and frowned, and said in his heart, "If you win, you will win, why bother to be angry with these defenseless old men, women, and children? Don't you just want to catch the person who escaped? Even though you let your horse go after you, you actually came up with such a bad move? It's really not something that people can do!

Sure enough, the blue-armored warrior came out of the camp, and suddenly heard a loud noise behind him, and he couldn't help but look back. At this glance, the man did not hesitate any longer, drew a scimitar on each side of the saddle, shouted, and urged his mount, and turned back into the formation.

"Eggs, don't get out of here!" The old man in armor who had sent this person away before, seeing that this person was stimulated but could not re-enter the camp, was so angry that he immediately raised his voice and shouted.

"That's right, this is like a master, come on, let's fight it for three hundred rounds, how about it?" the red-robed old man softened his tone and said in a very approving tone.

The old man in armor did not hesitate any longer, raised his hand, and sent a strong horse towards the person who rode very domineering but softly.

"Chirp--" The green horse let out a long roar, and suddenly the man stood up, and almost did not lift the man off the horse's back.

"Do you want to be the eternal sinner of our Wutu tribe!" The old man in armor was busy and spoke out again to stop him, this time, the old man in red robe had already prepared, and he had already taken the opportunity to press his back with a fluttering palm.