More than 300 people have just selected ten people to go to Tianshen Pass.
Looking at the more than forty people rolling out, the faces of the people on the top of the city were very ugly.
They reacted.
He was tricked again by the idiot Lin Huang.
But none of this matters anymore, at least after their arduous struggle, they can finally leave the battlefield.
But when they thought about it again, they felt aggrieved.
Why am I satisfied when others give me a little charity?
I was not this kind of person before!
The Desolate Clan...is really not a thing.
…
This time it took a full hour to come back from the battlefield.
But no one died.
It's just that those ten people, as soon as they rushed off the battlefield, were like wild dogs that had escaped from the reins. When they encountered a bone, they wanted to bite it twice.
This caused everyone's formation to collapse several times.
Once, Lin Huang almost failed to rescue him.
Lin Huang has a big head.
It's really difficult to do.
As soon as they climbed up the city gate, the ten people selected from the second batch stared straight at Lin Huang, looking impatient like they were visiting a brothel for the first time.
Lin Huang was furious. He didn't even let me take a sip of water and take a breath, right?
In less than a quarter of an hour, a group of more than 40 people rushed down the Tianshen Pass again.
once.
twice.
three times!
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On this day, the Huang clan rushed down to Tianshen Pass nine times.
Ninety people were freed mentally and physically, but more than two hundred people were still suffering.
Fortunately, this time, it is no longer more than 300 people who hate more than 30 people, but more than 100 people against more than 200 people.
Unknowingly, Lin Huang made a beautiful comeback!
But the first thirty or so people were almost exhausted!
The third day.
The Huang tribe continued to rush down the Tianshen Pass.
Day four.
Day five.
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As time goes by, there are fewer and fewer people who have never been to Tianshen Pass.
They have become a vulnerable group.
I was holding a lot of grievance in my heart.
But they didn't dare to speak loudly... How could dozens of mouths compete with hundreds of mouths? They looked at those who had shared the same hatred with each other, and felt extremely angry in their hearts, calling them traitors.
If you give me a sweet date, you will forget who you are.
Gradually, as the Desolate tribe continues to charge into battle, fewer and fewer people forget who they are.
Until everyone takes turns to enter the battlefield.
And during the whole process, the strength of the Desolate clan has also improved a lot in just a few days.
At least, the structure of more than 300 people in teams of ten has stabilized.
The core group of more than thirty people have been going to Tianshen Pass continuously for several days, and their tacit understanding has reached an extremely high level.
Next, others needed to enter the battlefield to practice more, and more than thirty people were directly dispersed and assigned to more than thirty teams, leading the team members to rush down the battlefield.
The experience of blood and death has just begun.
The entire Desolate tribe also has a certain organizational structure.
Lord Grim is appointed as the left sword wielder of the Desolate Clan.
Bai Xiaopang is the sword wielder on the right.
Situ Huangfen, Ye Wushuang, Bai Chen, and Wang Xiao are one hundred households, each commanding hundreds of people, belonging to Xuanhuang, Heaven and Earth!
Lin Cangxue is the supervisor.
Song Changling and Xie Qinghou were responsible for rear support, while Lin Cangxue was responsible for battlefield rescue!
As for the forest wilderness.
Became a hands-off shopkeeper again!
Just like that, everyone thought it was pretty good... It seemed like everyone had an official, which sounded quite bluffing.
As a Holy King who had just joined the Phoenix Clan, he thought that Bai Xiaopang, a person who had not walked twenty steps up Tianjing Mountain, had the right to serve as the right sword wielder, but he was stunned by Bai Xiaopang's two hammers.
Ye Wushuang and others also had some opinions, and they were actually inferior to Little Fatty Bai.
However, Lin Huang did not explain.
Not to mention that Bai Xiaopang's military skills are not weaker than Qin Xuance's.
Even if Bai Xiaopang is a waste, Lin Huang will not give this position to anyone else.
On the other hand, Lin Huang's explanation was useless. If he wanted to subdue Ye Wushuang and Bai Chen, he still had to see how Bai Xiaopang did it.
He praised Little Fatty Bai to such a high level that he was flattering him, and it only made them despise Little Fatty Bai even more.
Wang Xiao also proposed to change his title of Hundred Households to Leader of the Yellow Character Camp, which would sound more prestigious.
Lin Huang kicked him away!
When everything was ready, Lin Huang simply gave up. It was up to Bai Xiaopang, Lord Grim, Song Changling and Xie Qinghou to discuss how to go down to Tianshen Pass to rush to the battlefield.
Although there were beacons of smoke ahead, he was quite comfortable sitting in the war hall drinking tea.
Lin Huang's idea was quite beautiful.
If this is the case, Lin Cangxue will keep the first one to draw his sword and stab him to death.
He took Li Chunfeng down to Tianshen Pass!
Back then, after Lin Huang entered the Western Heaven Buddhist Kingdom, Li Chunfeng followed Lin Cangxue.
Later, after Lin Huang left the Western Heaven Buddhist Kingdom, Lin Huang never had the energy to pay attention to him.
Li Chunfeng is much quieter than a few years ago.
His head jumped up.
Still so dark!
However, his temperament has undergone many changes, just like a sharp sword hidden in a sheath. The sharp edge that emerged over time surprised even Lin Huang.
Lin Huang treated Li Chunfeng as his biological brother.
Naturally, we have to open a small stove.
However, Lin Huang really didn't know how much Li Chunfeng weighed now, and whether he was still qualified to teach!
The two of them were walking on a battlefield with few evil races, and they were not in a hurry to practice!
"How much I learned from Li Taixuan!"
Lin Huang and Li Chunfeng walked side by side.
"That bastard won't teach me!"
Li Chunfeng snorted coldly.
"It's normal for him not to teach you. Teaching you is his care for you. If he doesn't teach you, you shouldn't resent him!"
Lin Huang was afraid that Li Chunfeng would go astray.
"Brother, I understand, but I just want to scold him!"
Li Chunfeng smiled with his snow-white teeth.
"Well done!"
Lin Huang nodded.
"He didn't teach you, so you didn't learn anything secretly?"
Lin Huang asked.
"I stole my lessons!"
Li Chunfeng nodded, "But it's boring... I'll know what he's doing after just reading it once. I don't think he has used anything real. This old thief is in deep water!"
Lin Huang raised his eyebrows, "Can you understand it after reading it once?"
"yes!"
Li Chunfeng looked at Lin Huang with some confusion.
Then, Li Chunfeng's figure flashed, the wooden sword behind his back was unsheathed, and he headed towards an evil clan member in the Martial Saint Realm thirty miles away.
Just as the sword energy filled the air, a long river of sword energy fell from the sky, directly submerging the evil clan of the Martial Saint Realm.
"The Milky Way hangs in the sky..."
Lin Huang was a little surprised and murmured.
"That's it, nothing difficult!"
Li Chunfeng flew back, seeming to be still sulky, "I told Sister Xue to let her be careful. That old thief Li Taixuan must have a trick up his sleeve. He used this kind of roadside martial arts to fool her!"
Lin Huang shook his head and sighed, an idea suddenly appeared in his mind.