The sound of war drums resounded in this heaven and earth, and even the thick green mist on the sky rolled more violently at this moment, as if the battle belonging to the strong within it had also come to an end.

Outside the battlefield, Su Ming's hundreds of people, they heard the war drums from Tianlan City, the passionate drums contained strong penetrating power, echoing the battlefield, lingering in the ears of Su Ming's hundreds of people.

"Those who follow me, if they don't die in a hundred battles, they are strong!" Su Ming's previous low roar merged with the sound of the drum, making the will of these hundreds of people turn into an indomitable driving force, at this moment, they forgot about life and death, there was only Su Ming alone in their eyes, only his figure walking forward.

This figure is here, this will is there, this figure exists, this momentum exists!

At this moment, they were in the spotlight, and more and more people here in the barbarians looked at them, and the indifferent Tianlanyou also looked at them coldly.

Tianlan City, even more so.

The performance of this team has now reached its peak, Su Ming rushed to kill in front, and the more than 300 people behind him followed, showing an iron-blooded momentum, like a fierce dragon, like a roaring tiger, desperate, rushing to kill.

When the brave meets on a narrow road, this sentence sometimes does not mean one person, it can be a group of people! For example, now, these hundreds of people behind Su Ming are like this!

Their cultivation is uneven, but they have an aura of seeing death as home!

"What are you afraid of death!" Yan Bo was covered in blood and roared, his expression was hideous, and he fought frantically behind Su Ming.

Although the more than 100 people of the Wu clan are strong, even if they are strong, they are limited after all, Su Ming's hundreds of people, if one person can't fight, then two, if two can't, then three!

If the three of them are still not good, then there must be the most seriously injured people, who choose to self-destruct under gritting their teeth, and this momentum of self-detonation, the roar, and the tragedy formed, are more heroic than the battlefields in other places.

Self-explosion requires courage, and this courage often goes beyond killing someone, or being killed, this kind of self-choice, it needs to struggle, it needs a real courage, to do it.

Maybe in many cases, many people don't have the courage, but on this battlefield, even if they don't blow themselves up, it is very likely that they will not survive, and the real man would rather die than be buried with the enemy!

The sound of the boom echoed, and the sound of the self-explosion continued to come out, the grim smile before the faces shattered, the last words of life that came out when the body exploded, stimulating the other people, and all the barbarians who were watching them.

In this hand-to-hand war, in the midst of the bombardment of war drums, with the madness of the hundreds of barbarians, and with Su Ming's rush to kill at the forefront, there were a large number of deaths here in the Wu Clan!

Death is only one of them, more importantly, these people of the Wu clan, they looked at Su Ming and the others in their eyes, for the first time, with fear, they couldn't help but be afraid, facing those crazy eyes, facing the faces that once they couldn't be killed directly, if the other party was hit hard, they would definitely rush to explode desperately, they ...... How can you not be afraid!

Su Ming's fight was even more tragic, his right arm was blurred, his chest was bleeding, his hair was scattered, and a deep sense of exhaustion continued to spread from his body.

However, his eyes were always bright, his left eye was still extremely cold, his right eye was also shining with a strange red glow, and his hair was dyed purple with blood, even at the end of this twilight, it was still eye-catching.

His speed spread to the extreme, flickering forward, under the madness of the followers behind him, after more than half of the more than 100 witch clans were killed and injured, they finally collapsed!

That's a breakdown, that's a sign to retreat!

The remaining thirty or so Wu people, including the two hunters who existed within them, all chose to retreat, choosing to gather with the second wave of warriors who were rushing behind them.

They're scared!

Here, the barbarians also paid a heavy price, except for those who fled and left before, the followers behind Su Ming at this moment were only more than a hundred people.

Of these more than 100 people, none of them are not stained with blood all over their bodies, none of them are not bloody and cold, and none of them are not... Hero!

When the more than thirty people of the Wu clan quickly retreated, Su Ming gasped, and suddenly raised his head, his right foot suddenly took a big step forward, this step, there was an afterimage of him in place, but his body was like penetrating nothingness, and it could be clearly seen that in the void not far from the more than thirty Wu clans who retreated, a blood mist suddenly appeared, almost the moment the blood mist appeared, Su Ming's figure, in a distorted room, stood beside the two Wu hunters.

Su Ming's appearance was extremely strange, after he appeared, the flesh and blood of his legs were blurred with the naked eye, and the previous blood mist was caused by Su Ming's body being unable to withstand the explosion of the rear part due to the repeated expansion of this speed.

With his appearance, a strong wind was lifted, swept the desolation of the earth, and went straight to the two witch hunters, roaring and shaking, one of the witch hunters was unguarded and his body shook, waiting for him was the world in front of him spinning, because his head was slashed by Su Ming's palm.

This witch hunter shouldn't be so vulnerable, but he had broken his mind in the previous battle, and at this moment he could see reinforcements coming in during the escape, this break, the moment of relief, coupled with Su Ming's speed was too fast, it was a desperate situation.

But he was a witch hunter after all, and almost the moment his head was torn off by Su Ming, his body exploded violently, and it was he who chose to blow himself up at the moment of death.

This kind of hunter's self-explosion is already almost crazy, because in addition to Su Ming, there are other people from the witch clan around him, Su Ming bore the brunt of it, and the moment he was impacted by the power of the self-explosion, at this critical juncture, he didn't know if it was an illusion, and at that moment, he felt that the sacrificial bone from the ancestor of Hanshan that existed in his body melted a little......

But it was only a trace of melting, Su Ming didn't have time to think about it, his speed expanded again, his body retreated sharply, disappeared in an instant, and when he appeared, he was already in front of the more than a hundred people of the barbarians.

Almost when he appeared, the roar was earth-shattering, and the self-explosion of the witch hunter had a great impact, making it impossible for many of the witch clans around him to dodge, and the miserable screams echoed, killing and injuring more than ten people.

Blood overflowed from the corners of Su Ming's mouth, and his body staggered, spurting out a large mouthful of blood, his face was pale, and the world in front of him was blurred, until he gritted his teeth fiercely, and then he persevered.

His heart was pounding, and the feeling that existed before made his eyes shine, and at this moment he was already sure that at that moment, the bone in his body had indeed melted a little!

He stood there, looking ahead, behind him were more than a hundred barbarians who followed, in front of him were the first wave of witches who had been killed and wounded, and the second wave of witches who were coming quickly.

"Hunter Su Ming!!"

"Hunter Su Ming!!" The more than 100 people behind Su Ming, I don't know who roared first, and then, almost all of them roared loudly, their eyes showed fanaticism, they saw Su Ming's last move, and saw the human head that was raised in Su Ming's hands at this moment!

Zhou De in the Southern Theater, he took a deep breath, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he saw Su Ming's last move, and heard the more than a hundred people behind Su Ming, roaring frantically at the moment.

Tian Lanmeng looked at the light curtain in front of him in a daze, looked at a certain figure in it, looked at the bloody clothes on his body, looked at the blurred flesh and blood in many places on his body, biting his lower lip, not knowing what he was thinking.

As for the Northern Theater of Operations, the old man who pinched his fingers and calculated was also moving around at the moment.

Only Tianlan was quiet, frowning, and his expression was still indifferent.

In the direction of Tianlan City, the sound of war drums became more and more intense, and several old men on the city wall did not speak at this moment, staring at Su Ming's location.

In Tianlan City, inside the beads floating on the huge cylinder, the three people who were meditating cross-legged also fell into silence.

They don't see Su Ming's cultivation, in their eyes, Su Ming's cultivation is very weak and vulnerable, what they see is the will that surrounds more than 100 people at the moment, this will is headed by Su Ming, and it was brought by him.

What they see is the kind of decisiveness and tenacity that exists in Su Ming, as well as a kind of courage!

Su Ming handed the head in his hand to the sub-car behind him, he gasped, at this moment, the second wave of Wu clan warriors was already approaching less than a thousand zhang, and the distance of a thousand zhang could be approached soon.

Behind him, the more than 100 people were already exhausted, all of them had experienced a whole day or more of fighting, and they were in a weak position compared to this group of witches who had been resting all the time.

He could safely imagine that when the second wave of Wu people rushed to kill, there were not many companions who could survive......

In particular, this is only the second wave, there is a third wave...... There are also more than a dozen fierce beasts, and that ...... A thousand sub-holy beasts!

"The performance, it's over!, Ziche, Yanbo, take them back and retreat to the southern theater!" Su Ming looked decisive and suddenly spoke.

Ziche was stunned, and Yanbo immediately looked at Su Ming.

"But my lord, Zhou Shuai ...... there"

"Retreat!" Su Ming glanced at Yan Bo.

Being looked at by Su Ming's gaze, Yanbo nodded silently, gritting his teeth, without his command, Su Ming's words were all heard by more than a hundred people.

"I want you to live, now, give me back! Ziche, you also retreat, this is the order of the ninth peak!"

Ziche gritted his teeth and nodded.

The first update is sent, fellow Daoists, the root of the ear is eager for a monthly pass!!(To be continued)