Another so-called Horde warrior fell. The two men skillfully lifted the corpse and threw it under the city, and this was already the fiftieth corpse. Martial arts masters have some power in this kind of mixed battlefield, especially Zhou Budo, who has cultivated his protective energy. He was the only one who killed others, and no one else could hurt him, and soon, a section of the city wall was cleared.

At this moment a drum beat came, and the 'warriors' hurriedly retreated from the walls.

"Withdrawn?"

"Master Zhuang, they have withdrawn their troops! They have really withdrawn!" On the city wall, the cheers of the people of Mochizuki City were deafening, and the crisis of Mochizuki City was solved, and the people in the city were overjoyed. Subsequently, the news of the withdrawal of the Eighteenth Road Tuwang Coalition Army spread throughout the city, and the people in the city danced and cheered.

"No, they don't want to withdraw their troops! Senior Brother Zhuo, Senior Sister Han, you are optimistic about the city wall, Senior Brother Hu will go down with me!" The situation of the Tuwang coalition army looks like it is going to attack, Zhou Budo decided to go down first to cover up for a while, if it really wants to withdraw, according to the poor performance of the Tuwang coalition army, it will become a big rout, and when the time comes, don't do it on your side, the eighteen tribes will be greatly injured. If you want to attack, you can go down for a while to kill, and you can also destroy the plan of this rabble. As for whether it will be trapped in it? Zhou Budo never thought that such a group of rabble would be able to withstand him. As for pulling Hu Bubei, it was the idea of letting this chief disciple of the Sword Sect see if it was a powerful spirit or a sword might.

The earth king who commanded before the battle was the leader of the clan of the clan, and when he saw Zhou Budo, the killing god jumped off the wall, he was fine, and he felt a chill in his heart: "This killing god is really bold." Good courage! Good ability. ”

Zhou Budo saw the 'old friend' at a glance, and everyone was surrounded like a commander, and he was going to reminisce about the past, but who knew that those tribal warriors rushed up, and they didn't let Zhou Budo pass

Seeing that Zhou Budo seemed to be killing in his own direction, he couldn't help but regret that he didn't let the high priest send the thirty-six sacrifices to protect him. Previously, he only said that he had so many warriors to protect him, and that there was a high priest behind him. And Zhou Budo was busy defending the city at that time, and if he left without permission, the consequences would be unimaginable. Later, the coalition army retreated, thinking that Zhou Budo was busy sorting out the city defense, and there were few people in Mochizuki City, and there were many Tuwang coalition soldiers, so Zhou Budo should not dare to risk coming. How do you know that Zhou Budo really rushed out, the magic calculation was empty, and he was also an old fighter, waved his hand, and his soldiers rushed up together, but this was the elite soldiers selected by the Eighteenth Road Tuwang from 10,000 people to protect him, but it was not in the eyes of Zhou Budo, who was not afraid of these monkeys before, but now he can be afraid of the artistic conception? Not to mention that with Hua Yue's protective strength, if you don't meet a kind of kung fu that specializes in breaking through the innate strength, how can you be afraid of the siege? Qingshan faintly 'is a few heads on the ground, but pity that although there are many people here, but they are all not skilled in the art of attack, even if there are one or two natives with faster hands and feet, how can they be the opponent of the fast sword in Zhou Budo's hand, the material used in his purple sword is the Western Taiyi Yuan Jing, the master of killing, when Zheng He took the mine, it took 13,656 indigenous blood sacrifices to be taken out, and the blood splashed on it was all absorbed, and there was no flow at all, so that the swordsman's hand slipped.

The Ziying sword was cast by Zhou Budo in the style of the Yue King Goujian sword, the sword style is simple, both in appearance and substance, it is a first-class sword.

In ancient times, the sword was not just for ornamental ceremonial purposes. What's more important is to kill the enemy in battle, chase the dead and chase the north, and break the army and trap the city! In addition, after this sword was cast, it did not drink less blood, and it faintly exuded a terrifying killing intent. Maybe it's a psychological effect, but with this sword in hand, Zhou Budo does have a kind of heroic spirit with Ziying in his hand and the country and the country.

The blade of the Ziying Sword is sharp, not to mention, I saw that when he went down with a sword, every strength would not be wasted, and every sword either cut through the enemy's major artery or stabbed the death hole, and the blood kept spurting out from the wound, like a beautiful fountain.

In the blink of an eye, more than 100 people fell. Even if an ordinary warrior is brave and kills more than 100 people, he is also weak and tired, but Zhou Budo has the best internal skills, and is proficient in the study of national art and body forging, where can he feel tired? Although the most elite warriors of the eighteen tribes are covered up, they are also ordinary people who do not know how to practice qi. How could it be the opponent of Zhou Budo, a master who could be regarded as a master who could be regarded as a master when thrown into the Central Plains? I saw Zhou Budo wandering around from time to time, and that posture was like an immortal dancing in the sky in the eyes of the people who were cleaning up and watching the battle on the city tower. Zhou Budo's body is very good-looking, and his hands are also full of artistic beauty, and the sword light is matched with the red fountains, as if it is the sword saint of the Tang Dynasty written by the painting saint Wu Daozi. With Zhou Budo's handsome and extraordinary appearance, in an inconspicuous corner of the city wall, a homeless person involuntarily said:

"In the past, there was a beautiful woman Gongsun, who danced with a sword and moved in all directions. The spectators are depressed like mountains, and the heavens and the earth are low for a long time. Huo Ruyi shot nine sunsets, like a group of emperors and dragons. Come like thunder to restrain anger, and let it be like the river and sea condensing the light. The sword dance, which has not been seen for thousands of years since the Tang Dynasty, is probably nothing more than that. No, it is not. ”

Although these indigenous soldiers are still elite on this island, they are only flesh and blood, a mere number of hundreds, although they are brave, but after all, there are often times when they are hungry, and they lack organization and have never been trained, far inferior to the elite of the Central Plains Celestial Dynasty. Besides, even if Zhou Budo met the Fifth Army of the Beijing Camp, an iron army like Beiyuan Cowardice Xue who was fierce, brave to death, well-trained, and well-organized, even if the opponent took the battle, Zhou Budo would be able to kill the opponent's leader before he fell.

It's not that he didn't have the idea of using the tactics of a sea of people to kill Zhou Budo, but the Eighteen-Way Tuwang Coalition Army had already been killed, so where did they dare to come forward to help?

What's more, even if it is an order, I'm afraid it will be useless. The most courageous of the indigenous tribes, the strongest and most elite warriors of each tribe were the objects of admiration of these ordinary warriors in the past. Even they were not Zhou Budo's opponents, and in the blink of an eye, half of them were gone, how could they stand it? There were no escapees, this was already his way of commanding the troops, and seeing that Zhou Budo was not sad and brave, he hesitated to withdraw his troops. Just after a few moments of hesitation, another twenty or thirty people had settled the account, and seeing that the army's spirit was fluctuating, the army was about to disperse. Zhou Budo was killing energetically, and suddenly the natives retreated, and a group of natives rushed out, each holding a long rod, blowing fiercely at Zhou Budo, and countless cow hair needles flew towards Zhou Budo. Zhou Budo at this time has a protective body, if it is a knife and an axe, it will be fine, and he will not be able to hurt Zhou Yi in the slightest, but this kind of Niu Hao needle was created by the old priest to break the protective qi, and Zhou Budo is not allowed to relax. The Ziying Sword swung like a purple iron wall, blocking the cow hair needles one by one. Fortunately, this team of natives was just trying to make some trouble for Zhou Budo, and they ran away after blowing and pulling up the bamboo pole, otherwise it would be really troublesome.

With cover, those indigenous warriors retreated one after another, and even had a slight appearance of collapse. Zhou Budo how to be willing to give up? rushed forward, didn't bother to swing his sword, with a turtle shell that no one could pry open, he directly performed the live version of the savage collision, and after the killing, there was no one left.

It was not easy for him to stop the retreat, and looking at the Tuwang coalition army with heavy casualties, he couldn't help but have the idea of retreating.

Eighteen roads in the Tuwang camp tent

"If the high priest continues like this, the warriors will all be killed by that killing god!"

"Yes, yes, why don't you pray to the gods of heaven to see if the gods can let us withdraw for the sake of so many people who have died?" The earth kings who were originally intimidated by the majesty of the high priest and the wrath of the gods could no longer hold on, and the warriors of the tribe were actually put down by Zhou Budo like mowing grass, and with the previous losses, it was simply their lives. Without these soldiers, they will not be able to sit firmly in the position of the leader when they go back, and how can they deal with the intrusion of the surrounding powers? Especially the two behemoths of Luzon and Feng Jiashilan, who have always wanted to annex them. Knowing that his troops have suffered heavy casualties, I am afraid that the armies of the two countries will not be so easy to talk to.

The high priest secretly smug in his heart: "I have finally forced you to this point." Although he was proud in his heart, the high priest looked sad on his face: "Aren't you forcing the old man?" If the gods are to blame, who can afford it?"

"If the high priest can beg the gods to allow the withdrawal of troops, we are willing to serve the lord of the Shokuku, and unite and establish the country. "That's right, if the high priest can beg the gods to allow the withdrawal of troops, we are willing to serve the king of the Eighteen Tribes and establish a state, and compete with Luzon!"

The high priest nodded with satisfaction, and after pretending to be a god and a ghost, the high priest pretended to distinguish it from the turtle shell, and said: "The god said that it was a demon from the Central Plains, and we can't defeat him at present, and the warriors of the tribe can retreat today, but when the time comes, we must kill him!"

"Maniac dare!" the high priest shouted, this time using internal force, the high priest's internal force that had been refined for a hundred years wrapped this sound wave, and rushed straight towards Zhou Budo. Originally, the old priests were guarding the side of the earth king, to deter these lawless native chiefs, and also to wring them together against the strong pressure of Luzon. In fact, if the high priest went into battle in person, it was not that he could not take it. But the price is too great, so big that the old priest is unwilling to pay, if he forcibly attacks, I am afraid that if he takes it down, Zhou Budo will also be seriously injured, and when the time comes, will he not make wedding clothes for people? In the current situation, the old priest dares to risk going to the death? To be able to roar an angry lion and warn Zhou Budo is already considered to have been done to the extreme.

"Senior brother, why don't you catch up?" Hu Bubei's experience in the battle was undoubtedly insufficient, and he even used the method of fighting in the rivers and lakes under the siege of the battlefield, and almost died under the wooden gun several times. The retreat of the indigenous army almost became a rout, which relieved his life and death worries. He almost died at the hands of the Nanyang native monkey, where could Hu Bubei swallow this breath? He was about to catch up and kill him cleanly, but he saw Zhou Budo standing there motionless, Hu Bubei thought that Zhou Budo was plotted by something and couldn't move, but he was afraid that it was a trap set by Zhou Budo, so he asked tentatively.

But Zhou Budo still didn't speak, and when Hu Bubei was about to test it again, Zhou Budo suddenly said: "There is such an old monster with great skills, what are we going to do? Looking for death?" It's just that Zun drove so many people to attack my Mochizuki City, I'm afraid it would be too much of a deception! Could it be that the seniors really want to fight with the juniors?"

The old priest heard Zhou Budo's voice, clear and bright, and said secretly in his heart: "This baby's skill enters the realm so quickly, do you want to take him down now?" Looking at the blank faces of the earth kings around him, the old priest shook his head in his heart: "Forget it, it's not easy to get to this point." Can't you take this risk, for today, the old man has been planning for more than 30 years, if he fails this time, will the old man have 30 years of hard work to do it again?"

After making up his mind, the old priest didn't want to delay here any longer, and the big thing was important. "I really don't have any delusions, please don't cross the Ambiguity River, otherwise I will be the Eighteen Hebei Divisions, hum!" Thinking of the performance of the tribal warriors today, the old priest felt that his face was slightly hot, and it was too late to change his words. With a cold snort, he brushed his sleeves and left.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and the old priest said before he came that he was not allowed to leave without an order, but if he didn't retreat now, he would die, but the old priest's majesty and dignity would not dare to offend, and if he offended, it would be a death. Now it was good, the old priest himself said that he would stop fighting with the monster, and he couldn't take care of it so much, so the frightened tribe 'warriors' who had been killed hurriedly left with the retreating earth king.

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