Xu Lin's eyes were about to burst. In the field, the silent body and the iconic gray suit reminded him all the time...
Shangguan Zhanwang...
Died!
It was as if a basin of cold water was pouring over him from top to bottom.
The fifth worshiper of the Wan family, Shangguan Wu, who was famous in the northern area of Yandu, died like this.
And he died clearly.
There was no plot or trick, and he was hung up and beaten by the ghost-like young man throughout the whole process.
But, this is already breaking the news!
Thinking of this, thoughts have already arisen in my heart.
Several people looked at each other inadvertently and already made up their minds.
"withdraw!"
A low cry.
The movements of the thirty-six people can be described as neat, advancing and retreating with one heart.
But at this moment, a sheathed Tang sword happened to spin down and pierce into the sand at an angle, exposing half of the blade.
When he saw the straight and curved scabbard, Xu Lin, who had just turned around and took half a step, suddenly stopped, and his forehead was instantly covered with cold sweat.
A feeling as if being stared at by an ancient Tyrannosaurus rex emerged in my heart.
My throat is dry and I can't help but swallow saliva.
In the ten years that Xu Lin has been a war guard in Beifu, he has never felt like this before.
"Come when you say you want to come, and leave when you say you want to."
"My people will kill if they say they will."
"What do you think this is?"
Thirty meters away, Lu Ze stretched out his right hand, tilted his head and said calmly.
When the thirty-six Beifu war guards saw Lu Ze, they all took a step back.
"us--"
Xu Lin opened his mouth. In the current situation, the other party was at the peak of his momentum. You must not touch his edge. He originally wanted to say soft words.
But when he thought of the name of the Beifu War Guards, and the possibility of Master Wan watching here in some way, the words that came to his lips turned into a rather harsh one.
[We are the Beifu War Guards from Yandu!]
However, he only had time to say two words before he was interrupted by Lu Ze's sudden cold shout.
Lu Ze's words swept across the entire arena, spreading in all directions like waves of an angry sea.
"Where is my wasteland warrior!"
"exist!"
Li Gu, whose whole body was penetrated like a sieve, was the first to respond. His body was like a rock, and he took a step forward and stepped boldly.
"exist!"
In all directions, silent and cold figures emerged like mountains and giant trees.
They were plainly dressed, pale in complexion, and striding fast.
Like the wolves summoned by the Wolf King, they followed the unbreakable will and gathered at the edge of the arena.
Each group of six people formed a line and strode in.
It's orderly and orderly, with an aura that becomes increasingly silent and cold.
"The dead companions are watching here. Let me ask you, do these thirty-six people dare to fight?" Lu Ze looked calmly and pointed one finger at the ten corpses that Shangguan Wu had made into human specimens.
"Lead the battle in the wasteland and have no regrets even if you die!"
These dozens of wasteland warriors were powerful, their expressions were still cold, but deep in their pupils, an almost crazy fighting spirit bloomed.
"good."
Lu Ze stretched out his palm sideways, spread his fingers, and pulled hard.
Flowing clouds bloom.
Buzz!
The six-sided and eight-sided Tang Dao spun out of the sand, bringing up a violent and huge wave that rolled towards Lu Ze.
The thirty-six Beifu war guards who wanted to disperse had no time to dodge, and were swept into the arena by the extra-long white waves.
The Tang Dao returned to his hand, tapped lightly with two fingers, and flicked the trembling blade forward.
Ding ding ding!
In the dense fireworks, the Tang Hengdao dragged out layers of afterimages, spinning through the thirty-six Beifu war guards who all stopped...
The sword flew out and pushed back the battle formation of thirty-six people five meters away.
When it passed under the ribs of the last Beifu war guard, the six-edged and octagonal knife still rotated on its own. After drawing a graceful arc in the air, it was pulled back with Lu Ze's two fingers.
The sword is like lightning and returns to its sheath in an instant!
At this time, five thousand people were completely attracted by the forest of silver flashes.
Thirty-six silver knives were shot away in unison and pierced diagonally into the ground dozens of meters away.
"We are Beifu..."
Halfway through Xu Lin's words, he suddenly felt a lightness all over his body, and he lowered his head in confusion.
The nano-armor attached to the body was shaken open and cracks were opened, and it flew out with exquisite force.
Abandon the sword and remove the armor.
Thirty-six fully armed Beifu war guards were completely stripped of their appearance in Lu Ze's hands with just a casual blow.
Lu Ze picked up the knife and walked calmly between the two groups of people, heading towards the edge. When he passed by Li Gu, he reached out and patted the other person's shoulder gently, and passed by.
At this moment, Lu Ze seemed extremely cold-blooded at first glance.
But in Li Gu's eyes, there was indescribable gratitude.
Killing the enemy with one hand is the greatest reward for their wilderness warriors.
He bowed respectfully to Lu Ze's leaving figure. When he raised his head again, his eyes were as cold as iron.
Turning around, this burly man with blood holes all over his body looked at the thirty-six elite Beifu war guards who were all grade 7, as if they were dead.
"Thirty-five people came out."
No naming, no assigning, no arguing.
Taking the six-person queue as the number, the last person of the sixth team stood on the spot and watched as the thirty-five companions strode forward.
"Ashes to ashes..."
"The soil returns to the soil..."
"The name of the wilderness cannot be insulted."
The desolate and ancient ballad emerged from Li Gu's mouth and was sung by thirty-five people.
The bodies of these thirty-six people expanded little by little until they turned into gray-white giants.
The moment Lu Ze stepped out of the arena, thirty-six wilderness warriors headed by Li Gu crashed into the Beifu battle formation like a torrent of natural disasters, carrying the aura of plowing through thousands of armies.
Fighting across ranks is a common occurrence for these natural warriors.
The Beifu war guards who lost their powerful armors and swords were as dead in their eyes.
When Li Gu's fist, which was comparable to steel, knocked Xu Lin into the air with one blow, the 7-star general was spinning and felt completely ridiculous.
His attack only left a shallow white spot on the opponent's skin...
Then in the field of vision, a pale fist like a giant hammer suddenly appeared.
boom!
Li Gu expressionlessly took away Xu Lin's left hand that had penetrated his wound, and then pulled out his right fist that had been embedded in the opponent's head.
This brutal and bloody battle, like wild beasts fighting each other, was displayed in front of everyone without any flashiness.
"Enter!"
Li Gu shouted loudly, and thirty-six warriors from the wilderness formed a formation and charged forward, dispersing the Beifu battle formation in one breath.
"Come in again!"
The warriors of the wasteland stepped forward again, with such overwhelming momentum that the Beifu battle formation was compressed by half in an instant.
The once one-sided massacre between the two sides was completely reversed at this moment.
"Punch through!"
Li Gu shouted again, and the warriors in the wilderness advanced as one body, stepped forward with a sound, and moved forward like a mountain avalanche.
Except for Xu Lin, who was already dead, the remaining thirty-five Beifu war guards flew out with a bang.
In the chaotic battlefield, the thirty-five wasteland warriors took action together, allowing the opponent's attack to hit them. They jumped into the air and grabbed the necks of the thirty-five Beifu war guards, and landed heavily on the ground.
"kill!"
There was no gritted teeth in Li Gu's voice, no joy of revenge, only steely indifference.
Thirty-five wasteland warriors made the same move.
Interlace your hands, hold the opponent's head with one hand, hold the opponent's chin with the other hand, and twist it violently.
Click——
Amidst the sound of dense bones exploding, a corpse fell limply to the ground.
Thirty-five wasteland warriors stood silently.
Ignoring his slightly transparent body, Li Gu strode forward, facing the young man who was looking at him calmly not far away, and kneeling on the ground.
"Resurrection in the wasteland!"
"Resurrection in the wasteland!" Thirty-five figures knelt down in unison.
Lu Ze looked at Li Gu, nodded slightly, and said flatly: "After today, you can return to the fog."
After speaking, Lu Ze turned his head and looked indifferently at the high platform.
He looked at Wan Ziyue who was looking at the audience with resentful eyes.
Their eyes met...
Wan Ziyue's body trembled.
Silent and breathless.
Take your time.
Lu Ze held the knife, stepped up the steps step by step, and walked straight towards Wan Ziyue.
