The death toll at this time was roughly estimated to be in the tens of thousands.
This is the largest casualty on this grassland in the past century.
Listening to the sounds of these people gnashing their teeth, Izavande remained indifferent and just narrowed his eyes and looked ahead.
His eyesight was amazing, and he could see the huge shadow at the end of the sky rushing forward.
"It seems like you noticed something is wrong?"
"But it's a pity that there is no reward for guessing correctly."
A nervous smile suddenly appeared on Izavande's face, with a flash of bloodlust in his eyes.
Raise your palms.
"Izewende, what are you going to do!" Someone suddenly noticed Izewende's movements, a bad premonition flashed through his heart, and he suddenly asked.
"Your role has ended."
Izavande smiled softly and put his palm down.
In an instant, hundreds of poisoned arrows were shot.
Within a distance of twenty meters, a red stone crossbow arrow is enough to penetrate ten centimeters of rock!
What's more, when these clan leaders gathered together, they didn't wear heavy armor at all.
Because no one expected that Izewende would be so bold and dare to take action.
Within this distance, no one can escape.
One person wanted to rush forward and kidnap Izewende, but the young patriarch, whose personality had changed drastically, did not have any fluctuation in his eyes. He just smiled coldly and took half a step back.
This distance has become a chasm that can never be crossed.
Puff puff!
The sound of hundreds of sharp arrows entering the body was heard.
All the foreigners, including Qingya and the leader of the Blackwater Tribe, froze on the spot.
There was confusion in their eyes, and the red-purple color began to spread from the wound where the sharp arrow entered the body to all parts of the body.
Life is passing quickly.
Plop.
Several people fell to the ground at the same time.
The leader of the White Armor Tribe, Isaiah, was almost killed after being hit by an arrow. What's more, each person at this moment had at least ten crossbow arrows inserted into his body.
The overbearing poison strangles everyone instantly.
"very good."
In the soft murmur, Izewende looked at the corpses on the ground, a strange smile flashed on his face, he laughed and walked back, stepping into the hole that had been prepared in the back.
The area that this underground cave leads to is the top secret of the Red Stone Tribe.
"You guys stay here. Anyone who comes near without my order will be shot."
This group of loyal red stone guards nodded silently.
As the figure disappeared, the entrance to the cave was quickly buried by the soil.
The initiator of this war, Izewende, just disappeared into the battlefield quietly.
In the long underground passage, the tall figure stretched longer and longer under the light of the torch.
"What a good place to cultivate flesh and blood... It's been two whole years, and I finally waited for the tracking troops to be traced, haha..."
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…
The evil wings roared from the sky to the earth.
Mu Fan's figure fell from the sky like a dragon.
He stepped hard on the ground with both feet, and rounded the curved sickle blade in his hand. A faint green light shone, and all the spears and crossbow arrows that were shot at him were crushed to pieces.
The attacker only had time to see Mu Fan clearly for a moment, and then he could no longer capture the opponent's movements.
The energy braid that was cut off at the back of his head quietly spread out, and he took one step forward with four illusions at the same time.
"Which one is true and which one is false?"
Doubts arose in the hearts of the red stone warriors, but Mu Fan soon gave them a bloody answer.
Four afterimages rushed out of the crowd in four bloody paths.
No matter how hard the armor or weapons are, they can't stop the twisting and flickering green light.
"It's all true!"
The crowd was shocked.
"Stop him quickly!"
This voice spoke everyone's heart.
But, how to stop it!?
There was no one in sight at all.
The light green light almost blends into the night, and only distorts and flickers for a moment when killing.
"Hurry...the Baijia clan is coming, retreat quickly!"
Chase quickly, these two words finally failed to come out.
[The guards in this position are the densest, so this should be the commander’s position.]
Mu Fan's sharp vision quickly took in the scene in front of him.
Whoosh whoosh!
The dense rain of arrows was so large that it completely enveloped the area where four figures were parallel.
Mu Fan narrowed his eyes and his hands instantly intertwined into phantoms.
The dark hall beneath the temple is the strongest defensive barrier.
Redemption of the three dark hall barriers!
The activated psionic blade makes up for the final shortcoming of this most powerful individual defensive combat skill.
At this moment, four afterimages almost simultaneously pushed out a huge chessboard vertical to the ground, with green light crisscrossing it.
People watched helplessly as the arrow rain intersected with the four giant chessboards.
Silent and breathless.
All flying objects were instantly crushed into powder, and then completely annihilated by the hexagonal shield that suddenly emerged.
The chessboard suddenly disappeared, and the four figures returned to form one after another, and the blurred figures solidified.
The crowd's eyes fell on the figure in the center.
Stretching his arms horizontally, Mu Fan slowly raised his head and looked around.
The erratic psionic blade seemed to burn.
The cold visor only revealed a pair of completely green eyes, like the most ferocious wolf king on the grassland.
Bend your knees and bounce!
In an instant, layers of light and shadow emerged from the body, twisting and spreading forward.
Left, front, right.
Figures flashed in and out, flickering in and out.
Whenever a frozen back-spin slashing figure emerges, it is the death of a Redstone warrior.
With the glorious blade in my hand, I will give you...death!
【Six Stages of Redemption Glory Raid】!
This is the most powerful killing move of the Immortal God Clan that is not afraid of group attacks.
Live to die!
The sharp blade slashed across the enemy's body, and under the armor that was not stained with blood, Mu Fan's eyes were filled with coldness.
This high platform where the commander is most likely to be...is empty.
Looking back indifferently.
There was no one alive on the three hundred meters of bloody road.
The crowds on both sides were frightened and looked at the devil-like figure at the end of their sight with trembling eyes.
"This is a natural disaster sent by the stars to punish us."
"This is a natural disaster..."
"God forgive us."
Mu Fan's battle completely subverted their understanding of battle.
Completely out of line of sight, the cold blade can emit light in the dark.
That strange and hidden trace that silently lurks in the air.
It is unimaginable for them.
Some devout believers in the stars couldn't help but fall to the ground and kowtowed.
They were not begging Mu Fan for forgiveness, but they were begging the stars not to bring suffering to him and his people. They were begging the gods in the stars for forgiveness.
The eight dead bodies on the empty high platform looked particularly eye-catching.
The appearance, skin color, and clothing are completely different.
The way these people died was not caused by the Baijia clan at all.
Looking back at the surroundings again, the battlefield was already in chaos.
This... doesn't look like a real clan war at all.
This way of death seemed like the commander didn't take these human lives seriously at all.
What are the people behind the scenes planning?
"Where has your clan leader gone?"
Mu Fan suddenly grabbed someone in front of him, his eyes cold.