"Hoo," a sound that broke through the air sounded across the Horsehead Strait.
Nigel turned around for a moment, but Liu's three-pronged fork stabbed steadily. Nigel, who let his body fall, was suddenly shocked and hurriedly raised the thick iron rod.
However, Liu Chu's long-planned stab was actually so easy to block.
I saw Queliu's three-pronged fork trembling, and a flower with cold light bloomed.
With a loud "boom", the three-pronged fork passed through Nigel's iron rod and struck Nigel's strong body.
Boom, Nigel's majestic body, like a huge boulder, suddenly crashed into the sea.
"Bow and arrow!"
Que Liu looked at the countless splashing water on the sea with a pair of murderous eyes. Although Nigel was stabbed into the sea by himself, the extent of his injuries was still unclear.
"Whoosh whoosh," gray arrow feathers shot into the sea like raindrops. The dense raindrops fell on the sea surface, bringing with them scattered blood flowers.
"One hundred thousand soldiers will be divided into four groups, two of thirty thousand, and two of twenty thousand. One group of thirty thousand will be left to guard the Ma Tau Strait. Twenty thousand will be pursued along the strait."
Que Liu's words echoed coldly across the Horse Head Strait.
In an instant, Yaksha's 100,000-strong army was divided into four groups and set off.
To the north of the long Malafo continent, the horse-head-shaped coastline was suddenly filled with elongated Yaksha troops. Excluding the 30,000 who stayed behind, the remaining 30,000 troops were always advancing southward in battle formations.
Above the Magic City, Beelzebub respectfully faced Huang San and reported the information ahead one by one.
Shi Yaxian looked at the slightly disgusting Beelzebub, whose bare head was covered with tiny corners of eyes and a slender mouthpart that stood vertically on his chest. He felt disgusted for a while.
But when I heard that the reported information was so accurate and detailed, I couldn't help but sigh. Although this fly tribe is a bit disgusting, they are really top-notch in intelligence.
"Well, Lord Beelzebub, do you have any good suggestions for me?"
There was a flash of light in Huang San's eyes, and he looked towards the north.
"In the humble opinion of your most loyal servant, let Que Liu slowly chase down Nigel's thirty thousand fleeing soldiers." Beelzebub's bald head reflected an unknown light, and he said confidently.
"Oh, why is this? Do you want me to leave these soldiers alone?" Huang Sanyi asked in surprise.
Beelzebub waved his hands gracefully and said: "Oh, your noble king, how is it possible? Look, when these tens of thousands of people are chasing Nigel, the battle line will be very stretched along the coastline.
It’s long, so it seems very comfortable to attack at this time.”
Shi Yaxian nodded and looked at the black battle flag of the demon clan. It is said that the demon clan was created by Satan. I really don’t know what Satan thought in the first place to create something like Beelzebub.
biology.
"Well, when the time comes, you and Clark will lead the army and destroy the enemy forces on the coastline."
"As for the 30,000 troops, leave it to me to take charge!"
Huang San's majestic voice sounded slowly, and before Beelzebub and the others could speak, he went down to the palace, where the dark army of demons shouted loudly.
"Warriors, the Yasha tribe in the north is killing your compatriots. Do you have the courage and confidence to fight back?"
"Kill, kill!"
In an instant, endless killing sounds resounded throughout the Demon City, shaking the green and red lights in front of the palace.
In an instant, Huang San suddenly felt the power of faith emerging from him. The seven levels of consciousness in the sea of consciousness seemed to have loosened a few threads.
Huang Sanyi was startled. In the sea of consciousness, he felt that the power of faith rising from countless soldiers actually connected with him through the battle flag originally embroidered with Satan.
"It seems that the power of faith is really good. If this continues, it will be easy to break through the Tianyan stage."
Huang San was in a good mood and looked at Shi Yaxian.
Shi Yaxian nodded slightly, indicating that there was no problem.
Huang San waved his big hand and shouted: "Attack!"
Nigel's thick neck emerged from the sea water.
A stinging pain made Nigel, a tough guy, unable to help but grimace.
Queliu's last sneak attack made a big hole in his shoulder. However, Nigel has not said a word yet.
Looking at the groups of subordinates behind him, although they were running for their lives and soaked in the sea water, they were still maintaining their formation, Nigel felt a pain in his heart.
These are such good warriors. They are all veterans of the Hundred Wars God Transformation Realm who have been fighting for hundreds of thousands of years. Unfortunately, they were all dragged into the ditch due to their own madness.
"Bang," there was a muffled sound, and a black soldier was shot down into the sea water.
In an instant, next to the coast of Beiju Luzhou, the sea water reborn with hot poisonous gas was dyed with a cluster of bright red.
Nigel wanted to find a beach and land again, but throughout the day and night, he did not get what he wanted. Instead, he was shot down by many soldiers on the land by Yasha on the coast.
Although some soldiers took up bows and arrows to fight back in the sea water, the effect of shooting them upwards in the sea breeze was minimal.
Fortunately, no one dared to fly to a high altitude and shoot downwards even though the Yashas were being stretched extremely long to pursue the warriors. Since they left the land, the Yashas were not protected by the large shields of their companions, so they were equally dangerous.
One day and one night, he carried it with him, leaving less than 20,000 soldiers floating in the sea for countless miles. The heavy demon armor should have made every soldier suffocated.
But at this time, Nigel and many demon warriors looked excited.
Because there are more and more flies.
Nigel felt happy and said to himself.
"This whole day and night, we drifted southward along the coastline for at least three hundred miles."
"Three hundred miles, such a long distance and long line, the pursuit force of the Yasha tribe has long been out of shape. And look at these endless flies, they have long been covered with the coastline, huh!"
"Brothers, there is a huge beach ahead, called Ma Head Beach. We will be there to prepare to organize a counterattack. Come on."
"come on!"
"Whoosh," just as the demon clan warriors cheered loudly, countless Yaksha clan warriors on the coast shot out the arrows in their hands.
"You are a loser like a drowned dog, but you still dare to make such a loud noise." A Yaksha clan member snorted coldly.
"That is, even if there is a beach ahead, so what? They will still be annihilated by us."
"Brothers, is there something wrong? Originally, the north of Malavo continent should be a plain. Why are there so many small mounds?"
A Yaksha suddenly looked around with fear and suspicion.
"Yes, brother, this situation has been going on for a long time, probably for dozens of miles."
"Yes, I also feel that the smell here is not right, there is a faint smell of devil."
"Yes, I smelled it too. At first, I thought it was those guys in the sea." A Yaksha suddenly shouted in horror.
"You heard it right, and you are right. Indeed, our demon warriors are dormant in these small mounds."
A murderous voice suddenly sounded beside Yasha.
One by one, the Yasha tribe, who were facing Nigel's troops in the sea, firing arrows at random without any pressure, suddenly became frightened and hurriedly followed the sound.
I saw a tall figure, wearing a slim black shorts and trousers, with golden hair combed back from the head. In his meticulous neatness, he seemed to have an obsessive-compulsive obsession with cleanliness.
"Clark!"
A warrior from the Yaksha tribe suddenly shouted in fright.
"Kill!" Clark, however, no longer hesitated, shouted loudly, and endless dark elements surged out. A huge bone dragon sat down and roared at the many yakshas.
"Kill kill kill..."
Sure enough, among the small mounds, demon warriors suddenly appeared, holding big swords and slashing at the unprepared Yasha warriors.
"Whoosh," in an instant, countless Yaksha warriors fled towards the void like frightened moths.
"Swish, swish, swish," in an instant, endless black arrow feathers burst out with dark elements, covering the sky into a dark curtain.
The Yaksha warriors who had no time to escape were instantly shot like hedgehogs.
"Thump, thump."
Lines of dark-colored Yaksha warriors were chopped down on the ground of Beiju Luzhou, and streaks of red water were unknown, whether they were ground slurry from Beiju Luzhou or the blood of Yaksha warriors.
"Huhuhu," Beelzebub's figure suddenly appeared in the void.
Behind Besib, there were black warriors flying in the void, with demonic flames rising, and throwing spears at the large army of the Yaksha tribe.
"Ah, ah..."
In an instant, endless Yaksha warriors were chopped down on the coastline.