At this time, Wu Yang, who was knocked out by the air wave, got up, wiped the blood from the corners of his lips, and gritted his teeth and said: "If you dare to be disrespectful to the Witch God, you are doomed. Come here!" Following his shouts, hundreds of young people
The strong man immediately rushed over with weapons in hand and surrounded Leng Xuan. Leng Xuan looked around at everyone and said: "Everyone, you have all been deceived by Wu Yang. The Mengya tribe has never killed you all this time.
People of the Wu clan. Those of you who died were all planned by Wu Yang. His purpose was to provoke a fight between the two clans." After hearing this, Wu Yang cursed loudly: "Nonsense, it's obviously deception.
The Ya clan took the initiative to attack our Wu clan, and we had no choice but to resist. Don't listen to his nonsense, he is from the Mongolian clan." Leng Xuan sneered and said, "Really?" As he said that, he moved his eyes and looked.
He looked at a young man not far away and said: "You are also one of the participants, tell everyone what you know." That young man was one of the culprits who secretly assassinated the tribesmen under Wu Yang's instructions. As he spoke,
, purple light flashed in his eyes, and the confusion eyes instantly opened. Confused by the purple light, the young man's expression immediately became dull. Then, he was heard to say: "I can..."
Before he finished speaking, Wu Yang rushed to him and slapped him hard on the face. This slap immediately woke up the young man. He covered his red and swollen cheeks with his hands and shook his head repeatedly.
He said: "I don't know anything." Wu Yang looked at Leng Xuan coldly, gritted his teeth and said: "I advise you to give up, our Wu clan will not be instigated by you." Hearing this, Leng Xuan
He shook his head helplessly. It seemed that the only thing to do now was to take action. "Kill him." Under Wu Yang's order, hundreds of young and middle-aged men armed with sharp weapons rushed towards Leng Xuan. Seeing this, Leng Xuan's hand glowed red.
With a flash, Xuanyang Sword was instantly summoned. However, just when he was about to meet the enemy, he saw dense branches suddenly extending in from outside the Wu Clan's camp. Then, those branches were like ropes, overwhelming the sky.
Rushing towards the Wu clan members. In the blink of an eye, the hundreds of young adults were entangled in the branches and unable to move. Faced with this sudden change, Leng Xuan's face was full of surprise. But soon
Soon, he knew the reason for the appearance of these branches. Except for Ziya from the Mongolian tribe, no one else could control these branches at will.
Just as he expected, when everyone in the Wu clan was still in shock, a cry of killing suddenly came. Then, hundreds of upper-body Mengya clan members rushed in from outside the camp.
, and the leader was none other than Ziya himself. Looking at Ziya who was rendezvousing with him, Leng Xuan wondered: "Didn't you leave?" Ziya smiled and said: "I'm here to assist you. You are
As an outsider, I can do my best for the Mongolian tribe. As the leader of the Mongolian tribe, I naturally cannot shrink back." Hearing this, Leng Xuan asked: "Where are the others?" Ziya replied: "I have asked them to do so.
Let's go." After a pause, she continued: "These one hundred people are the elite of the Mongolian tribe, and they are ready to die. As long as the Witch God is delayed, other tribesmen can survive a little longer.
Opportunity." Leng Xuan nodded and said, "I'll leave it to you to deal with the people of the Wu Clan, and I'll deal with the Witch God."