Craigavin, who was hiding in the mission in disguise, was... the most beloved son of the second elder of the Red Stone Tribe!
His status in the Red Stone Tribe is, without exaggeration, at least one level higher than his own!
But now, Edgeward could only stand there blankly, looking at the dead body.
"You killed Craigavin!"
Edgeward's eyes were red, and at this moment his aura was so chaotic that he was almost crazy.
"So what if I kill him."
Mu Fan casually waved his palm, looking calmly, and the cold voice from under his mask came out: "Let's... continue talking."
Edgeward's whole body trembled, and he suddenly raised his head and roared, "Redstone Guards, kill him!"
"Blackwater Tribe Guards, execute them together!" Kemuler stood up unsteadily, his breathing voice filled with extreme murderous intent.
Buzz!
A crossbow arrow and a bone spear flew out instantly.
The Blackwater Tribe warriors holding rattan sticks took long strides and rushed towards them like wild beasts.
However, at the same time, a roar like a lion suddenly burst out behind Mu Fan.
"White Armor Throwing Axe!"
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.
A sharp whistling sound suddenly came from mid-air behind him.
Just in front of Mu Fan, who was walking indifferently, hundreds of flying axes roared towards him at this moment, striking hard into the bodies of the soldiers of the mission.
Those flying axes carry astonishing force. Once they hit, the human body will be divided as if being decapitated by a giant blade.
In one breath, only one-third of the nearly eighty-strong guard group remained.
Bloody everywhere.
Edgeward and Kemuller looked at the Star Tent in shock and anger.
At this time, Isaiah, the leader of the White Armor Clan, was standing outside the big tent holding his bone hammer with a ferocious smile on his face.
"How could I, the white-armored warrior, let my friend fight alone?"
"Since you are talking about the second round, let's talk about it! Hahahaha!"
Isaiah laughed heartily, not even caring that the wound burst and shed a lot of blood.
It's so refreshing.
He actually killed the son of the second elder of the Red Stone Tribe on the spot.
This simply made him feel happy from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.
Only in this way can the damn Red Stone Clan feel physical pain.
After the first round of unexpected attacks by the White Armor Tribe, most of those killed were the Red Stone Tribe crossbowmen and Wudan Spearmen who were caught off guard.
However, most of the cane stick warriors of the Black Water Tribe swept away the flying axes with the strange parry of their long sticks.
The remaining twenty rattan-club warriors wearing fish-skin armor still charged towards Mu Fan unabated.
Mu Fan's eyes moved from the two elders to his eyes, and he stood still.
His right arm was pulled back suddenly, and green light less than three centimeters suddenly bulged out from both ends of the short dark gold stick, like a pointed cone.
As the short stick disappeared in an instant, green raindrops floated strangely in front of Mu Fan.
Redemption of the second stage of Qian Liyu!
Mu Fan faced the black water stick hand in front of him and attacked him instantly. His arm that was stretched to the limit suddenly popped out like a heavy crossbow that had been charged to the extreme!
The body and arms disappeared instantly.
Wow!
In an instant, thousands of raindrops formed a terrifying storm, crashing through the crowd.
Ten meters later.
A series of straight afterimages solidified, and Mu Fan, who kept one arm stretched forward, slowly raised his head.
Behind him, twenty-one bodies wearing rattan armor and holding rattan sticks were frozen in place.
Some are maintaining a running posture, some have already bent their legs as if they are about to jump up in the next second, and some have just landed and are releasing their strength...
Just as the confusion solidified in his pupils, the vitality had already receded like the tide.
Bang, bang bang bang bang!
Within a breath, the heads of twenty-one black water stickmen exploded at the same time, and a total of twenty-one corpses full of holes fell to the ground.
Isaiah, who had just prepared to rescue again, could no longer conceal the shock in his eyes.
That moment just now...
He didn't see it clearly at all!
"Alva, do you see clearly?"
Isaiah asked sideways in shock.
The young man with an extremely masculine face shook his head cautiously, "I can't catch it."
"Since the appearance of that armor, his force trajectory has completely changed. The force generated is completely inconsistent with the feedback to the environment."
The complicated emotions in Alva's heart at this moment are hard to describe.
That young man has brought unimaginable pressure to everyone since he appeared, and now even he has not seen clearly the process of breaking through the lineup just in an instant.
There is no such violent and violent crushing at the beginning.
At this time, he directly evolved from a violent warrior to a combat master with superb martial arts.
This change made him feel even more uncomfortable.
The feeling that the treasure in his eyes was taken away by others made his chest feel uncomfortable.
But beside Wang Nuonuo, little Enoch howled excitedly.
"Yes...it's this scene again!"
"That's it!"
The scene that brought him back from the brink of death when he fell into despair appeared again.
The beauty of the combination of power and skill made the young heart of the fat boy Enoch so excited that he couldn't control himself. He even went crazy with excitement.
On the high wall of the tribe, some people leaned on the wall stacks and stared blankly.
Everyone's mentality at this time was like watching a miracle.
Kemuler, who had just stood up straight, froze in place like a rock, and then his eyes instantly became bloodshot.
"I, the Black Water Tribe, have a life-and-death feud with you! Die!"
boom!
At this moment, Kemuller finally unleashed his astonishing fighting power.
The black vine stick was thrust hard into the ground, and the ground within a radius of three meters instantly collapsed.
Like a violent ape, his whole body instantly jumped into the air seven or eight meters high, and the long stick came crashing down with a round swing.
Mu Fan held the short stick across his forehead.
boom!
His feet suddenly sank nearly half a meter.
Then they looked at each other in Kemuller's frightened and angry eyes.
"Are these your last words?"
In the cold voice, Mu Fan suddenly withdrew his hands, and in less than a tenth of a second, he smashed out the double force through the short stick.
There was a loud bang.
Kemuler, who was holding the black cane stick tightly with both hands, felt as if a wild elephant had hit him directly. He could no longer control his body and flew upside down into the sky with a loud noise.
Mu Fan raised his head and looked at Kemuler, who was blasted into the sky by his own blow. He took a half-step forward and bent his knees.
A gentle twisted wave of air spread from the ground, and Mu Fan's figure twisted and disappeared in an instant.
Ten meters above the ground, Kemuller's eyes suddenly widened as he was still flying upward.
Because he suddenly saw the figure that made him fearful. He actually raised the short stick with both hands and appeared directly above him, and smashed it down!
Click!
Together with the black vine stick, Kemuller's spine was broken with one blow.
Kemuler, whose eyes were bulging high, was violently smashed to the ground like a cannonball.
Boom!
Blood mist exploded on the ground.
The first elder of the Blackwater Tribe, half of his body was blasted to pieces and embedded directly into the hard earth, making no sound anymore.
In the huge flat open space, everything was completely silent at this moment, and there was no sound.
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