The fallen leaves were rustling, and a figure was walking quickly through the jungle.
It was Lei Hong.
The memory of a practitioner is very powerful and cannot be compared to ordinary people.
Therefore, even after such a long time, Lei Hong could still vaguely discern the direction back.
During the day, Lei Hong deliberately killed some ferocious beasts in the wilderness, intending to give them as gifts to the old patriarch and the others. Only at night did he start to rush towards Wuyan.
At Lei Hong's current speed, it only took him four or five hours to reach Wuyan, which was only a few miles away.
"Hey, it seems like there's a war going on?!" As Lei Hong approached, his vision became clearer and clearer. "Why do you feel like who is attacking the Wuyan tribe? Hurry up and take a look."
Suddenly, a terrifying aura appeared on Lei Hong's body, causing bursts of air explosions as he ran!
When Lei Hong used the Wind Shadow Step with all his strength, his speed was more than four or five times faster than before! Although Xuan Shui Escape is more mysterious, Lei Hong has not refined it yet. Once he refines Xuan Shui Escape, his speed will be even faster than it is now.
Speeded up several times.
"Hurry up, hurry up!" The closer it gets, the more worried Lei Hong becomes. Although this place is still far away from the Wuyan tribe he has been to before, practitioners are the most sensitive. At the moment, Lei Hong is chasing the stars and chasing the moon.
Go.
The shouting of killing shook the sky!
At this time, the old patriarch had fought hard for hundreds of rounds with Qing Lei and Mo Yi, and gradually fell into a disadvantage. If Qing Shi had not been severely injured at the beginning, it would be hard to say what would happen now.
"Old guy, I think you should surrender. You are at the end of your rope and there is no way to save yourself! In addition, I also tell you that your letter for help has been intercepted by me!" Qing Lei panted and threw out the letter, joking.
Looking at the old patriarch
At this time, the old patriarch was covered in scars, and there was a terrifying blood hole on his shoulder! Sweat was flowing across his face, his deep eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, and his face was even older!
"laugh"
The old patriarch flicked his finger and did not read the letter, but at that moment he understood why the Qingtian and Black Mountain troops had only made tentative attacks for many days, so they suddenly launched a night attack. It turned out that they had seen his true identity!
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"Hmph, after all this, do you think I will surrender?!" The old patriarch shouted angrily, "My sons, Wu Yan, have reached this final moment of life and death. Use your last courage to protect our tribe.
, we must fight to the death until the last person! I would rather die than be their slave!! Kill!! Kill!!"
"Kill!" Wu Qing looked stunned, his eyes were red, and he was fighting with the two shape-shifting warriors like a ferocious beast!
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
"Kill these invaders, kill them"
"Kill them and fight to the death!"
Suddenly, there were shouts of killing all day long, blood splattered in the sky!! Most of Wuyan had a faint tendency to turn defeat into victory!
"Humph, old man, you are really looking for death!" Moi shouted with a sullen face, "Everyone, come together, he is at the end of his might and will be defeated in one blow!"
"That's right, this is just the last struggle before death! Kill!" Qing Lei turned his fingers into hooks and hit the bloody hole on the old patriarch's shoulder!
Now the four of them were fighting together again. The old patriarch was unable to do what he wanted, and with the horrific wound on his shoulder, he was even more at a disadvantage.
"Ahhh!" The old patriarch fought hard and then struck hard again. Mobei's bloody sword strangely slashed across the old patriarch's waist. If the old patriarch's body was not as hard as iron, he would have been cut in half.
Seeing that the old patriarch was hit hard again, the four men became even more ferocious.
Although Wu Qing fought bravely and fought one against two for a while, he gradually fell into a difficult situation and was in danger of death at any time.
"How great it would be if Brother Tian Ming were here at this time! We can definitely turn defeat into victory and wipe out this thief!" Wu Qing missed the scene of the Holy War very much and sighed with emotion.
It's just that things are different now than in the past. Tian Ming has been missing for several years, so how could he suddenly appear...
Suddenly, a roar shook the sky, and the entire battlefield fell into deathly silence!
A lightning figure flashed across the sky, accompanied by the sound of explosions in the air, appearing on Wu Yan's Dazhai!
I saw that he was seven feet tall, with flying black hair, and eyes burning with anger! His handsome face looked extremely cold! What erupted from his body was actually even more terrifying, making everyone on the battlefield feel terrifying pressure.
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The old patriarch and others, who were still fighting fiercely, no longer made any move, they just stared at Lei Hong and looked at him carefully.
This is the power of a great practitioner at the pinnacle.
"This is..." Wu Qing looked with disbelief at the young man who appeared at this critical moment of life and death! Although three years passed by, the former young man's round face became thinner and looked more heroic!
His pair of big, jewel-like eyes were even more profound and resolute, and what was even more astonishing was the aura emanating from him, which was extremely terrifying!
"Tian Ming!" "Tian Ming!" "Tian Ming!"
Suddenly, deafening shouts erupted on the battlefield! The people of the Wuyan tribe were extremely excited!
"Ming'er?!" The old patriarch was so surprised that he burst into tears.
"Grandpa Patriarch! Ming'er is late!" Looking at the blood stains on the old patriarch's body and the terrifying blood hole on his shoulder, tears welled up in Lei Hong's eyes...
"Grandpa Patriarch, eat it quickly!" Lei Hong saw a Jasper Pill appearing out of thin air in his hand, which was the Melting Blood Pill. The old Patriarch did not hesitate and swallowed it in one gulp.
"Your Excellency, who is...?" Qing Lei looked at the young man in front of him in horror, as if he was facing a wild beast.
But listening to the shouts of the Wuyan tribe, thinking of the mysterious strong man in the legend of the Wuyan tribe, and looking at the intimate terms between the old patriarch and the young man, I knew that the situation was reversed today, and I was now walking on the edge of a knife.
!
"Little brother, there may be some misunderstanding here. We can sit down and talk about it, hehe..." Feeling the terrifying coercion emanating from Lei Hong, Moi still didn't understand the current situation.
"Hey! Misunderstanding?! What kind of misunderstanding is going to destroy the clan?!" Lei Hong sneered, his cold voice like a sharp knife piercing the chests of the two tribal leaders!
"I don't know what's good or bad. My family leader put down his dignity and discussed it with you. If it weren't for the fact that your baby looks a bit powerful, I wouldn't bother to talk to you!" Qingshi always had a bad temper and was used to being arrogant. He looked at Lei Hong's face.
He looks so awesome, but I don’t know if he’ll be my opponent in a fight?!
"Hmph, clan leader, let's see how arrogant he still is when I capture him!!" After saying that, Qingshi appeared in front of Lei Hong and slashed Lei Hong's head with a sharp sword.
Impulse always comes with a price!
Lei Hong was not seen making any movements. It seemed that he had not even moved from beginning to end. Qingshi's body was in a different place, and the scar on his neck was as smooth as a mirror! He still maintained a arrogant and arrogant look on his face.
In a moment, blood spurts out!
This weird scene frightened Qing Lei and Mo Yi. Originally, the two of them had a try mentality and wanted to test Lei Hong's strength. If he was just a paper tiger, there was no need to bow his head and beg for mercy.
There is no problem in saving lives. After all, the number of people in the two tribes on the battlefield today is several times that of the Wuyan tribe.
A person is very powerful, but he is still alone!
But if a person is more powerful than imagined, then he cannot be regarded as a human being! Besides, if the soldiers see the clan leader being captured, they will definitely have no intention of fighting anymore!
It was too late to beg for mercy, and the two of them knew that things couldn't be better today!
The two of them looked at each other, turned around and ran away, not even bothering to inform Mobei.
"Huh, are you just leaving like that?!" A cold voice sounded like it was coming from the deep hell, frightening the two of them to death!
"Death!" The next moment, Lei Hong appeared next to the two of them, and a purple-gold stream of light passed through, leaving a beautiful arc in the air.
Accompanied by shrill screams, Qing Lei, the leader of the Qingtian tribe, and Mo Yi, the leader of the Black Mountain tribe, died!