1384. Chapter 1382

The young men with deep backgrounds of the Scaly Horn Clan all set their eyes on Yuwen Zhouyuan and the others who had turned into a long dragon, and at this time, the people of the Ninety-ninth Battle Group led by Yuwen Zhouyuan had already attacked the five Scaly Horn Clan teams.

They are a sharp knife of the human race, with a power that makes people's hearts tremble, constantly cutting into the air, slashing the scaly horn clan, and with each impact, a large number of lives will wither.

Seeing that their clansmen were constantly dying in the team led by Yuwen Zhouyuan, these young people had murderous aura in their eyes one by one, bursting with a terrifying cold light, and they couldn't wait to eat Yuwen Zhouyuan's flesh raw and drink Yuwen Zhouyuan's blood.

It was as if only flesh and blood could calm the anger in their hearts.

"Let's take action! If we really let it develop, our clan will really fail, and we will return in disgrace. A young man's eyes flashed with cold light, the fighting intent on his body rose, the brown animal skin cloak hunted, the black armor on his body continued to spread, and the various joints were thickened, depicting mysterious lines, and suddenly, the whole person looked majestic.

He was ready for battle.

Hearing the young man's words, everyone else turned their eyes to the young man, and they all shook their heads slightly, with a strange look in their eyes.

"What's the matter, don't you want to make a move, and you want to watch our people fall?" the young man glanced at the crowd.

"Is our strength the opponent of the seventeen True King Peak Ninefold Masters of our clan?" said a scaly horn clan master with a slight sigh.

The young man was slightly stunned, and then reacted, their cultivation was all in the True King Peak Eightfold, of course they were not the opponents of the seventeen True King Peak Ninefold Masters, and even the seventeen True King Peak Ninefold Masters were not the opponents of the team led by Yuwen Zhouyuan, let alone them.

It's probably impossible for them to stop it.

"Could it be that we just watched them kill the strong men of our clan?" said the young man with a look of unwillingness.

Everyone else fell silent, wondering if they were going to retreat, although they were unwilling, but the situation was like this.

"Why don't we wait for a while! Not long ago, I sent someone back to report his affairs to the clan, and it will not be long before the clan will send a master. The prince frowned extremely tightly and thought for a while and said.

"Forget it, let's go! Don't add indifferent casualties, if the clan will really send a master, I'm afraid the master has already come, presumably the strong man of my clan doesn't take him in his eyes at all." ”

"I'm afraid that's really the case, before we attack the Terrans, who would have thought that the Terrans would have such people, let's leave! Another master showed a hint of helplessness on his bewishing face.

"Okay! ”

Everyone else nodded, and everyone agreed to end the battle, they were all the leaders who led many masters of the Scaly Horn Clan to invade the Terran Race this time, and their opinion was the opinion of many masters of the Scaly Horn Clan this time, even those masters of the True King Peak Nine Folds would obey their opinions, after all, the hierarchy of those forces in the Scaly Horn Clan was very strict, and the background behind them determined their right to speak.

Seeing that everyone else agreed, Dillon's throat moved slightly, and strange syllables came out of his mouth, which sounded like noise to the Terrans, without any beauty at all, and no one had any rhythm.

That's exactly how they send some kind of signal.

These strange syllables resounded throughout the space, and all people within a radius of thousands of miles could hear them.

At this time, all the Scaly Horn Clan teams were agitated, and those masters retreated one by one with unwilling faces.

Evacuate towards the place where the young men were sitting.

Of course, those Scaly Horn Clan Ninefold Masters who had just fought the real fire did not evacuate, they were still fighting, this was to hold back the strong men of the Terran Race, in case the strong men of the Terran Race would give their clansmen a fierce blow at the end.

After Dillon uttered that strange syllable, a team of scaly masters suddenly erupted into the most violent attack, and then took advantage of the Dragon Alliance warband to block the attack, and evacuated safely.

If you look at it from above, you will find that black torrents converge towards the same space.

"Ahhh......h

Yuwen Zhouyuan, who had just been slashed from a team of scaly horns, discovered this scene, his eyes narrowed slightly, and two rays of light exploded, with a terrifying might, and the space in front of him trembled fiercely.

The evacuation of the Scaly Horn Clan is an opportunity, taking advantage of this opportunity to definitely kill many masters of the Scaly Horn Clan in one fell swoop, Yuwen Zhouyuan really wanted to lead the masters of the Ninety-ninth War Regiment, impact the past, and cause the last impact to the Scaly Horn Clan, but when he saw the tired looks of everyone, he thought about it and gave up.

The real battle doesn't care about a single soldier, how strong the strength of the Scaly Horn Clan is, no one knows, one blow can't move the root of the Scaly Horn Clan, if it can really move the root of the Scaly Horn Clan, Yuwen Zhouyuan will definitely attack, no matter what the price is.

The other warbands of the Dragon Alliance saw the retreat of the Scaly Horn Clan's team, and they all watched quietly, and did not take any action, this time the Terran Race lost, and the preparations were not sufficient at all, if they were prepared in six to four months, these warbands of the Dragon Alliance would definitely be a different situation.

At this time, the various warbands had lost a lot of people, and they didn't have the energy to chase them down, as long as the teams of the Scaly Horn didn't attack them, they were already thankful.

In the space of thirty breaths, all the teams of the Scaly Horn Clan gathered together, and the seventeen True Emperor peak masters also ended the battle and hid in the shadows.

Those warbands of the Dragon Alliance watched quietly, their tired faces showing vigilance, lest those scaly and horned masters suddenly kill them.

"Terran, this is just the beginning, we are just a tentative attack, and the next time is when we really kill you and invade your territory. A young man from the Scaly Horn Clan said with a sweep of his cold eyes, his voice carrying supreme killing intent.

"Hmph, the next time you come back, we will definitely wipe you out. "The general of a warband of the Dragon Alliance Alliance.

"I hope so, I remember you, and if your strength is too disappointing for us, I will drain your soul and torture it every day, and I will make your body into a container for us to eat. The young man of the Scaly Horn Clan said coldly, and then glanced at Yuwen Zhouyuan deeply.

The other youths of the Scaly Horn Clan all glanced at Yuwen Zhouyuan, and then turned to leave.

The black gas rolled and condensed into clouds, covering the sky and the sun, and the black clouds drifted away, and countless teams of the Scaly Horn Clan disappeared into the sky.

"Left...... They finally left ......"

"Looks like they're scared of us...... Hahaha, it's so happy......"

"Rub, they are not afraid of us, but of the Ninety-ninth Regiment. ”

"Isn't it all the same, doesn't the Ninety-ninth Wargroup still belong to our Dragon Alliance Alliance?"

The departure of the master of the Scaly Horn Clan made everyone cheer, and even the people of the Ninety-ninth War Regiment breathed a sigh of relief, and everyone had a smile of relief in their eyes.

Compared to the relaxation of others, Yuwen Zhouyuan, these far-sighted people, their faces were extremely heavy, this battle made them deeply aware of the power of the Scaly Horn Clan, the Scaly Horn Clan is this kind of strength, I am afraid that the strength of other races will not be weak there.

Just like what the master of the Scaly Horn Clan said just now, they are just tentative attacks, which is true, otherwise how could the master of the Scaly Horn Clan only have this one.

Thinking of this, Yuwen Zhouyuan felt a trace of happiness in his heart, fortunately, the masters of the Scaly Horn Clan did not raise the strength of the whole clan to attack, otherwise, they would really not be able to stop it.

"The next time, the attack of the Scaly Horn Clan will probably be as fierce as a storm. Yuwen Juyuan muttered to himself, his brows furrowed.

He unfolded his mind and checked it, at this time, there were more than a dozen war groups around him, and there were less than two thousand surviving masters in these war groups, all the others had already died, and there was also a war group, only a few hundred people left, which could be described as the most miserable team among the many war groups, and the general almost became a loner.

Seeing this, Yuwen Zhouyuan sighed slightly, compared to the Scaly Horn Clan, the loss on the Terran side is too heavy, but then again, this is not a good thing, seeing the strength of the Scaly Horn Clan, I believe that everyone will cultivate harder and train more seriously.

The pride in the hearts of some of the Terran masters will also disappear.

Suddenly, Yuwen Zhouyuan heard that many people in the team he led were talking about how many masters of the Scaly Horn Clan had been killed by which team of his team had killed.

Hearing this, and seeing the expressions on everyone's faces, Yuwen Zhouyuan's face sank, his cold eyes swept away, and the cold light was slightly revealed.

Everyone who was talking about it sensed a sudden rise in cold air, and when they saw Yuwen Zhouyuan's face, they all closed their mouths and hurriedly stood in a basic formation one by one.

"Aren't you all happy that the Scaly Horn Clan has evacuated?" Yuwen Zhouyuan glanced at everyone and said loudly.

The crowd did not speak, and there was silence, and he continued: " What is there to be happy about, what is worth discussing, look at your feet, what color the sea has become, it is red, half of the color in this sea water is dyed with the blood of our Terran monks, they are all there to defend our Terrans, to defend our Xiliang, not to let our aliens invade our territory, not to let the aliens ravage our people, although they are dead, but the immortal heroic spirit is alive forever, living in this heaven and earth, this sea, defending our territory, what about you? Look at what you're doing, this fight, you're all alive, it's lucky, have you thought about those who died. ”