The coercion did not care about this woman at the beginning. The only thing she valued was that this woman was the master's sister, with a very high status and a tough personality.

Then, fate seems to exist.

The two gradually developed feelings for each other.

It was not until a few months ago that the two were together.

However, the two were still very low-key.

At this time, Gu Yunfang's beautiful figure had firmly occupied his heart.

He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and he was coerced to think that after the war, he would definitely marry Gu Yunfang.

He is also one of the senior executives. From the words of his master and the news he learned, he may have a huge change in the ancestral spirit world within one or two months.

He didn't know how big this change was.

He only hopes and firmly believes that Master can win.

In that case, the damn day to fight every day will be over.

Coercion does not object to becoming stronger, does not object to fighting, but if you fight every day... you will be bored by yourself.

From the future to the present, coercion is to kill.

From the ignorance at the beginning, to the pain and numbness of seeing the companions, relatives, friends and others leaving one by one, to the later ancient well Wubo.

I don't know how many times his state of mind has changed.

So far, no matter how many people die, there is no psychological fluctuation.

Now, in addition to his concern for his master, he also cares about another person - Gu Yunfang. In his heart, Gu Yunfang's status is even higher.

...

The battle here will take several days, or even ten days and half a month.

And on the other side of the battlefield.

Muzi, he is also alone.

This time, no one followed him, and he participated in the battle alone.

It can be said that this is a complete first time, and this is a challenge for Muzi.

Although Muzi is an imperial powerhouse, he is the one who is most worried among everyone.

So, Li Huan found Muzi immediately.

Then……

Li Huan shook his head helplessly and said, "Muzi, you guy hasn't changed at all. So he rushed up?"

"What's wrong with Han Xuezi? Didn't you say you were trained? Why are you still so reckless..."

Looking at me, my eyes narrowed.

I only saw that Muzi also encountered a large clan, which waswolves.

Moreover, there are hundreds of thousands of werewolfs in this branch, and the strongest one has the strength of the imperial level.

As for the werewolf with the power of the king level, there are nine.

It was impossible in the past that there were so many king-level strongmen among the werewolf groups of hundreds of thousands of scales, let alone the emergence of imperial-level strongmen.

Generally speaking, only if the number of werewolfs in the werewolf group reaches more than one million can the birth of the imperial-level powerful people be born.

If you look forward to it, it is possible!

The current situation shows that the death-torn battles over the years have also greatly improved the overall strength of the werewolf clan.

Being rich and ecstatic, the weak were killed one after another, becoming food and resources, and they were unable to divide the resources of other wolves, allowing other werewolfs to obtain more resources and become stronger.

Especially those werewolf with extremely high talent, their growth rate is more than twice as fast as before!

Compared with the vampires encountered by Lin Weijin and others, the number of werewolfs is larger, but there is not much military discipline. It seems like a joyful life. These werewolfs can be seen everywhere within tens of thousands of kilometers.

As for patrols or something, there is no such thing as this.

Obviously, in the eyes of these werewolfs, no human would dare to break into their nests!

Because...that's seeking death!

Muzi crushed all the way, but the fight was not very good because there was no enemy in one round at all.

Now when he met such a big clan, he felt that he could fight and kill all the best. So he let out a long whistle, and then rushed forward with his long stick directly towards the hundreds of thousands of werewolf.

That posture...it was like a person surrounded hundreds of thousands of werewolf!

The long stick in his hand was made of from the ancestral spirit world, weighing a thousand pounds, three meters long, and the thickness of a water cup.

This shows how terrifying the density of this long stick is.

Of course, even a fourth or fifth-grade warrior can move and dance.

However, not many people use it.

Because, it is easy to get tired after a long battle!

Even the best-grade warriors won't use it.

For many people, any force on the battlefield is precious.

After killing for so long in the future, they have already developed combat experience. Without exception, they have killed their opponents with the least strength and the lowest price.

This is the most correct way to fight for everyone.

Therefore, many people do not use too heavy weapons, but tend to be sharp and light.

Strength can be provided by their own bodies.

but……

For Muzi, he naturally knew this fighting method and was quite proficient in it, but he was very unhappy.

Now, how could he care about so much about the passion in his mind?

He took out the big stick and started killing fiercely.

"Bang!"

The first werewolf was just a fourth-grade strength. It didn't react at all. It saw a black shadow rushing over, and then its body flew high.

With one stick, the werewolf was blown up directly!

That's right, blow it up!

It’s the kind of scene where flesh and blood fly, even the internal organs, intestines, etc. in the body are flying out!

It is worth mentioning that Muzi is really black now, like a black man.

Mainly because of the years of fighting, his violent fighting style almost destroyed his clothes at the beginning of the battle, and then he fought shirtlessly.

Even in the end, it is very common to fight in just wearing big shorts.

"Hmm? What is that?"

One of the werewolfs, the eighth-grade strength, looked over from a distance. It accidentally looked over, but as a result... he saw a black afterimage and saw countless werewolf compatriots flying into the sky.

It was stunned for a moment.

It really couldn't see what the black afterimage was.

But soon, it came back to its senses!

Although it didn't know what this black afterimage was, it knew that its compatriots were being massacred!

The flesh and blood in the sky sprinkled like raindrops.

Even the screams were not heard, and Muzi directly sent to heaven.

Of course, their souls are going to hell.

Muzi is not like coercion, but he suppresses his strength to practice archery, and just kills him.

I just want to crush it!

"Bang!"

Muzi waved the black stick in his hand again, and this time, the three-meter-long black stick directly exploded all three werewolfs that had not yet come back to their senses.

One of the werewolfs was shorter and was not hit in the chest, but hit in the head. Suddenly, the whole head seemed like a watermelon and exploded instantly.

But its body below its neck was still twitching.

"Enemy attack!"

Finally, the werewolf in the distance came to his senses, and then his whole body was frightened and angry.

The other party actually dared to rush over with one stick. Is this a lunatic?

Do you want to die?

"In just a moment, I killed more than 300 compatriots?"
To be continued...