Looking at the spear that pierced his heart, the cub only felt a cold air rushing from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and his whole body stiffened.

A villager on the side looked at this side, and two strong men rushed towards here with a roar. But the bird savages are frantically attacking the villagers, where will they rush for a while? Even if there is no one on the road, they are too far away to rescue the puppies.

Don't beg. Just when the spear was still three inches from the mouth of the dog's heart, his body suddenly flicked, like a bullet out of the chamber, and he threw himself into the wild man's arms, and the thorn in his hand sank deep into the wild man's heart, piercing his body.

The left hand lightly slapped on the spear, and the Innate True Water Linggang brought a burst of whirling energy, churning the spear more than a foot long into pieces.

The token of stealing the sky for the head of the rì gate was passed on to the mysterious person who had been passed on to Beg to steal the scriptures, and it was cast with a piece of innate true water spirit stone. It contains a wisp of innate true water aura, so don't beg to cultivate the Seven Mysterious Spiritual Recipes, and the first thing to bear the brunt of is the water source.

Innate true water, to yīn to soft, but also to strong and strong. yīn is the soft, the unbreakable in the world, and the hard, can break all things in the world.

Just like the vast ocean, no matter how thunder you bombard, no matter how mountains press the top, it will not damage the sea water. And once a tsunami rolls up in the sea, the rushing waves can destroy the city and the country, and sweep the mountains as if it were a brethrust. It's like a drop of water can penetrate a stone and hydrate an iceberg, but it can still crush everything under the iceberg.

Just don't beg for a palm, the innate true water spirit gang brought up a whirlpool of power, even a piece of pig iron will be crushed, not to mention the spears made of these wild people with tree vines?

With the highly poisonous mangs piercing into the body, the body of the bird savage shook, and the dirty blood in the seven orifices spurted out, and the body suddenly shrunk into a mass of flesh.

Pulling out the thorns, Beg shouted at the stunned pups: "If you don't want to die, pick up the sword and fight with them!"

The dog cub was stunned, grabbed the long sword violently, and swung it forward with a scream. The sword almost missed Beggar, but luckily his neck shrunk, and the blade of the sword swept past his scalp. The furious sword rolled up in a furious gallop, bringing a trail of blood on Beggar's scalp.

"Son of a bitch!"

Beg cursed angrily, only to hear a loud bang, and a bird-savage who had just raised his spear and stabbed Beg had been slapped out by the dog cub with a sword. These bird-savages are small in stature and not very powerful, but they are only agile in size. In the face of the dog's astonishing brute strength, the wild man just howled miserably, his spear was cut off by the big sword, and he staggered and flew more than ten feet away.

"Kill the barbarian, kill the barbarian, kill the barbarian!"

Here Beg and the dog cub had just solved their own troubles, and several clan elders in Mengcun had gathered together and roared loudly.

For a while, the sound was like thunder, more than 1,000 strong men and more than 1,000 healthy women responded in unison, and the roar of 'killing barbarians' shook the river and tumbled.

Hundreds of villagers were left to surround and kill the bird barbarians, and the other hundreds of villagers clenched their weapons and rushed to the head of the drawbridge. More than a hundred wild men had already rushed across the drawbridge with a scream, and were rushing towards this side. If they can't be kept near the bridge, once all the wildlings have rushed into the village, even if they can finally be defeated, the village will be finished.

The two clan elders took the lead and led the villagers to the bridge. Don't look at the fact that these two clan elders are already too old to straighten their waists, but their strength is not smaller than those young villagers, and their moves are even more old-fashioned, and their moves are all towards the fatal points of those savages.

The two Li sticks rolled up a black wind, and the two clan bosses screamed and rushed to the bridge. Everywhere they passed, more than a dozen wild men were beaten by their rods and their bones were broken and their tendons were broken and died on the spot, it was really like two crazy tigers, with a group of tiger cubs frantically slaughtering and blocking the blockers invincible.

Not to be outdone, those savages also shouted bloody battles, and their red eyes were killed with the villagers of Mengcun.

The Mengcun people wanted to drive the savages back to the pontoon bridge, but the savages were going to guard the bridge to the death to prevent the Mengcun people from approaching, just asking more companions to rush into the village and kill and plunder. The two sides fought together at the bridgehead, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of people were killed by each other, and blood and scraped flesh were spilled all over the ground.

Suddenly, the leader of the savages, who was standing on the other side of the river, suddenly let out a strange laugh, he pulled out a bone knife, chopped off his little finger and stuffed it into the mouth of the miserable green squill beside him. The little skeleton chewed on its fingers heavily, and its size suddenly swelled more than a circle.

With a strange roar, the skull that had swelled in a circle opened its mouth and spewed out more than a dozen miserable green fireballs in one breath.

The flames roared, and the fireballs swept across the river at a rapid pace, rushing headlong into the ranks of the Mengcun people.

The two clan bosses shouted 'miserable', and more than a dozen fireballs exploded at the same time, and more than 100 strong men in Mengcun were covered in flames, and they were burned to ashes in a few breaths. The queue in Mengcun was in chaos, and more savages rushed across the drawbridge, shouting happily, raising their big swords and long swords, like chopping melons and vegetables, and slashing and killing the villagers in Mengcun.

There was a sharp cry in the air, and the village woman who was caught by the big eagle in the sky was suddenly thrown from a height of more than a thousand feet above the ground. In just two or three breaths, more than 300 village women fell heavily to the ground and fell into flesh. Dozens of village women were thrown into the crowd of Mengcun, and more than a dozen villagers who could not escape were killed or injured.

Beg looked frightened, he left the dog cub without saying a word, and rushed at the bird savages with thorns in his hand.

Stab, stab, stab as fast as you can!

One after another, the bird savages howled miserably and were pierced through the throat and heart by Beggar, and they fell to the ground and died.

Several of the leaders of the Bird Barbarians saw Beg's stabbing movement clearly, and they swung their spears with great effort to block the thorns. But as soon as the thorn of the innate true water spirit touched the spear, the spear was like a boat caught in a whirlpool, uncontrollably deflecting to the side. The thorns were barely hindered, and they gently and skillfully pierced the flesh of these birds.

Leaning forward slightly, the spirit in his arms rolled, and when Beqi waved his arms, there was a faint sound of water waves rolling, as if he had broken through the flood of the embankment, and rolled and rushed through the ranks of the bird savages. In just three or five breaths, Beg killed thirty-seven bird savages in a row at a terrifying speed.

The people of the surrounding Mongolian villages cheered in unison, and dozens of men from the Mongolian villages followed closely behind Beqi, cooperating with him to strangle these birds. With a big sword swing and slashing, the bird barbarians who were beaten by Beggar's crazy assassination screamed in unison, and in the blink of an eye, more than a hundred bird barbarians fell to the ground and died.

The remaining bird barbarians screamed in terror, and their mouths continued to emit a high-pitched eagle chirping. Nearly a hundred eagles in the air hurriedly dodged and swooped down, trying to catch these birds and savages retreating.

The leader of the savages on the other side of the river roared in anger and cursed angrily at the unreliable birds.

But in the blink of an eye, the leader of the savages laughed maniacally again. Because of the cooperation of the fireball onslaught he had just had, more than seven hundred wildlings had already rushed across the drawbridge and had already rushed into the village of Mengcun. The villagers of Mengcun are retreating, and they are about to be broken through the line by the savages.

With a heavy breath, the blood spring flowed out of the seven orifices of the savage leader, especially the severed finger of his left hand. Prompting the miserable green skull, the savage leader paid a great price, seeing that his own people had firmly gained the upper hand, the savage leader shouted and screamed, and finally Jīng was unable to do anything, and sat on the ground.

Wheezing, the leader of the savages roared loudly: "The most watery woman, leave me ten! Whoever dares to steal food, I will castrate him!"

The dozen or so guards around the leader of the savages glanced at their own leader, and one by one they couldn't help but take a few steps in the direction of the pontoon bridge. The leader of the savages rolled his eyes and hurriedly ordered: "Go to the village and keep an eye on those bastards! ten of the most delicate women, mine! the most beautiful linen, my! the best porcelain, my! ten of the freshest children, mine, go, don't let them rob!"

The guards cheered and rushed towards the pontoon.

A wisp of saliva dripped from the corner of the wild leader's mouth, and he stared in the direction of Mengcun in a daze, and smirked: "The woman of the water spirit!"

In the woods behind, a hardcore crossbow roared out, striking the back of the wildling's head and piercing his skull. A faintly glowing talisman flashed on the arrow of the crossbow arrow, and with a 'bang', half of the body of the wildling leader was blown to pieces.

As soon as the leader of the wildlings died, the black smoke and miserable green skeletons swirling around him let out a sharp howl and flew straight into the sky.

A six-inch-long talisman burst out of the woods, and stuck to the miserable green skeleton accurately. A faint white light flashed, and the miserable green skeleton groaned and fell to the ground, falling heavily to the ground and unable to move again.

A group of nearly 100 jīng men rushed out of the woods, led by a fierce man wearing leather armor and holding a machete with nine rings of wind. The big man was eight feet tall, his waist was around six feet, and his body was covered in black and bruised flesh. He waved his machete and shouted to the sky: "Brothers, kill the barbarians, kill the barbarians! The latest offer of the city guard, a barbarian head, a reward of one hundred!"

Nearly 100 jīng men shouted in unison: "Kill the barbarian, kill the barbarian!"

With a loud sound of killing, these men flew to the end of the pontoon bridge, stood in three horizontal teams, and pulled out the heavy crossbows they were carrying behind their backs to seal the pontoon bridge.

There are about 1,000 savages rushing into Mengcun, and the rest are still crowded on the pontoon bridge, and from time to time savages are squeezed into the river by their companions and become the mouths of river fish. These savages couldn't wait to rush into Mengcun to burn, kill and loot, and where could they take care of the feelings of their kind-blood, their compatriots? They crowded and collided like canned fish, and the pontoon bridge was stuffed with water.

Water can't pass, but crossbows can.

The powerful crossbows used by the group of men who rushed out of the woods were terrifyingly powerful, and only the muffled sound of 'bang' could be heard, and dozens of crossbow arrows burst out at a time. Each crossbow arrow penetrates the body of the savage, and one crossbow arrow must penetrate the body of at least three or five people, which will exhaust all the strength.

These men also used a three-stage cycle of shè strikes, one row of shè strikes, one row of preparations, and one row of rewound arrows. The crossbow burst out almost without stopping, killing the savages on half of the pontoon bridge in the blink of an eye.

The river fish in the river were about to tear the corpses of these wild men who fell from the bridge, but the big man who led the team was busy taking out a large bag of medicinal powder from his backpack and spilling it into the river. The pungent smell spread, and the river fish in the river hurriedly turned around and left, where did they dare to stay here?

The big man laughed wildly and said, "A barbarian has a hundred dollars for the first hand, how can you eat like this? Brothers, try to kill the barbarians! Go back to the city, let's go and find a few little girls Lele! Haha, this time we have made a lot of money!"

Those jīng men laughed in unison and applauded. They kept laughing in their mouths, but the movements in their hands were not chaotic at all, one by one methodically winding and shè arrows, stepping on the viscous plasma step by step onto the pontoon, coldly harvesting the lives of those savages.

Pity these savages huddled together on the pontoon, there was not even a place to dodge, and under the all-piercing crossbow arrows, hundreds of savages were killed by the crossbow arrows in just half a cup of tea.

The elders of the village shouted in unison: "The barbarian hunters are coming, children, kill the barbarians!"

The people of Mengcun cheered loudly, and the savages changed in unison!

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