Martial Peak

Jianguang swept everything, and several self-proclaimed devils were broken into two halves by Yang. The flesh and blood flew, and the Yuwei of the sword was clearing a wide area. All the demons were broken.

Only a tall barbarian stands there.

The light of the shield of witchcraft flashed on him, but he still couldn’t block the horror of his half body and turned into thick water. Before Yang Kai came here, he had killed dozens of devils with his own witchcraft, life. The fire is burning wildly, supporting his incomplete body.

The two looked at each other and the man grinned: "Hey, witch..."

"Women..." Yang looked at the big wizard in front of him and looked complicated.

Just a few months ago, the two men still had some conflicts in the Wangcheng of the Nanban Ministry. The witch figure was provocative and unconvincing to him. After a few months, the big wizard looked at Yang Kai’s look. The badness of the faintness has a strong taste.

"I thought you didn't come. It turned out that you came early." Wutu smiled low and didn't care about the horror of his half body being turned into thick water, which was corroded by the black ray. A bone is exposed, and the internal organs are clearly visible, constantly ablated and dripped on the ground.

"I just arrived." Yang Kai gently beheaded.

"Very good!" The witch figure still smiles. The pain does not make him lose his mind. Instead, he becomes more awake than before. His look is serious: "In the past few months, the demon who died under my witch figure has seven thousand. Many people, what about you?"

"Not as good as you." Yang Kai back.

The witch figure laughed: "That is, I won! Hahahaha!"

He still remembers the gamble between Yang Kai and Wang Kai before leaving Wangcheng.

Yang Kai nodded: "It is indeed that you won." Suddenly said: "Can you still survive?"

Wutu shook his head and said: "No, I saw it like this, and my people have already died. I have only one person left in the Wutu Department. I should go to them."

"Go!" Yang opened his head and gave his hand to the chest.

The witch figure raised his hand and returned to the ceremony, suddenly screaming: "Go to the Witch King! The Nan Man Department will not perish!"

After all, he turned and took a big step and rushed toward the most dense area of ​​the Mozu. The curse of the oysters and the mouth rang, and the figure of the witch figure suddenly burst into a dazzling light. The light was like a flame, wrapping him in a raging.

Life sacrifice!

This is a ban. It is a witchcraft that is forbidden to perform easily in all witchcraft, but at this moment, the witch figure uses it to bloom the final brilliance of his life.

In this ancient era, all barbarians believed that they would return to the embrace of the gods after death, and the soul went to the Witch Temple. Death is not the end for them, but another beginning.

Only one type of person does not have this qualification, and that is the wizard who casts the sacrifice of life. Therefore, under normal circumstances, even if the big witches die, they will not easily display such contraindications. Once they are displayed, it means that he has lost the qualification to return to the gods and the soul is invested in the Witch Temple. This is almost impossible. Tolerance.

Faced with the invaders who invaded their homes, Wutu has no choice. Even if he becomes a ghost in the future, even if he is abandoned by the gods, he will contribute the last strength to the tribe.

The demons who did not know the truth surrounded him. Wutu laughed and let the sharp weapons slash on the body, but the burning fire of life was getting stronger.

The Mozus gathered around him finally found out that it was wrong, and it was already too late to turn around and escape.

A loud explosion, as if someone had lit a gorgeous fireworks, the whole figure of the witch was bursting into a **** fog, and the demons who gathered around him also disappeared in an instant.

Within a radius of a hundred square feet. Clear up!

Yang Kai has already rushed to the center of the battlefield.

He sensed that there was a familiar atmosphere over there. It was the scent of the Wolverine, but the breath was weak, and the state of the sorrow was also extremely bad.

After the outbreak of the Black Yao, the South Manor had only tens of thousands of people left. Nowadays, the number of people killed by the Mozu is drastically reduced. One barbarian warrior falls down and the protection of the soldiers is lost. The witches are also difficult to play their own role. They are relatively weak and even the most exquisite. Witchcraft also wipes the huge gap in the number of people.

There are always great witches who sing the curse of life sacrifices in desperate circumstances. People are constantly burning their last vitality, dragging the number of demons who are not equal.

The scattered barbarians were slaughtered, and only the tens of thousands of people gathered in the center kept a well-ordered rhythm. All kinds of witchcraft dyed them colorfully, and everyone held a demeanor and a demon. Shopping.

The line of defense has shrunk step by step, and tens of thousands of people have also rapidly reduced.

Yang Kai's smashing out, so that everyone could not help but be surprised, even the devils glared at him, watching him smash a **** road, and the surrounded barbarians.

Rushing into the innermost layer, Yang Kai soon saw the witch.

"grown ups!"

One eye and one eye smashed, and there was thick water flowing out. His face was terrible. His state was really bad. Like the witch figure, he was eroded by Black Yao. He was surrounded by several other great wizards. One is worse than one.

Wu Dang raised his one-eyed eye and found that after Yang Kai, he couldn’t help but smile a little bit: "How come you come."

Yang Kai knew what he was worried about and quickly explained: "The Wu Niu Department did not come, I came alone."

Wu Lang heard the words, immediately revealed a smug expression, and smacked: "Good, very good!" In the speech, take a piece of wood carving from the arms, the thing does not know what the material is carved, There is no special place, but Wu Dang regards him as a treasure, and solemnly slams it into Yang Kai’s hand: "This is the holy thing of my Nanban Ministry! With it, leaving it, the Nan Man Department can't perish!"

Among the barbarians, each tribe has its own sacred objects. These sacred objects are a kind of spiritual sustenance. They are not precious treasures, but the sacred objects symbolize the supreme power, the sacred objects, and even the sacred objects. Order the entire tribe.

In general, the sacred objects are in the hands of the most powerful witches in the tribe.

Wudang is the sixth witch king, and the sacred objects of the Nanban Ministry can't be flown to him. This situation has only one explanation. Other witch kings are already dead!

Wudang is the last witch king of the Nan Mang, but he knows that he will not live for a long time.

In the presence, Yang Kai is the only great wizard who is intact. The sacred object of the Nanban Ministry can only be handed over to him. Wudang has no choice.

"Can you do it?" Wu Dang grabbed Yang Kai's hand and stared at him.

Yang nodded and made a promise: "The Nan Man Department will not perish!"

Wuyue showed a smile: "You can do this with your words." Back to the light, he regained the momentum that Yang Kai first saw him. The power of the Witch King instantly awakened in the body, Shen Sheng said: We will create opportunities for you to escape from here. After leaving here, take your witch department to find other big tribes and tell them about the encounters of my Nanman Ministry today, and let them learn from them."

Yang opened his mouth and wanted to tell him that there is still a demon sacred here. I am afraid that this is all the magic sacred handwriting, so I will be confident in the opportunity to make Yang Kai escape.

If you know it, you should not think so.

However, Yang Kai did not say that if it is possible, he would even use Xiao Xuanjie to take all the remaining people away.

But even if he has this heart, there is no way to do it, because all the barbarians who are seen in the eye are eroded by the black glory like the witch figure, and the body is slowly melting, even the most powerful witch king. exception.

He used Xiao Xuanjie, and he was able to take away only a pool of concentrated water.

Blessing the chains of life on them does not save their lives, but it can delay some deaths.

He clenched the sacred object on his hand, never had seriousness, and said: "The Nanban Ministry will be born again in the fire, I promise!"

Wu Lang laughed and suddenly asked: "rain and dew..."

"They are all very good." Yang Kai replied, "The war has made them grow a lot. It should not be long before they will be promoted to the great wizard. What do adults want me to convey?"

"No need!" Wuyed waved his hand. "They know their duties, I don't need to worry about it." Taking a deep breath, he said: "Are you ready?"

Yang nodded.

Wu Dang immediately waved his hand, and a flash of lightning suddenly came out of his hand. In the blink of an eye, it turned into an electric eel, lifelike, and rushed into the front of the Mozu.

The sound of the stabbing thorns came out, and the Mozus turned their backs.

The eDonkey traveled and guided the direction of the remaining Nanban. The curse of the great witches and the shouts of the warriors were intertwined into a tragic music. All the remaining tribes were centered on the sway, and they became a rope. Drilling forward, it seems like you have to make a living path.

Cut tofu in general, even if faced with a dozen or twenty times their own enemies, the barbarians are also in a state of momentum, and quickly move forward.

Unfortunately, this momentum could not be maintained for too long. When several devils came together, the pace of the Nanban Ministry was blocked.

Wudang flew out of nowhere, and a witch was crazy and ups and downs, and greeted the imposing devils with his own strength. At the same time, he rushed to Yang and shouted: "Try to go!"

He has been unable to provide more protection to Yang Kai. Whether he can escape from the birth day depends on Yang Kai’s own efforts. Although he hopes little, he has tried his best.

Yang Kaichong nodded his head and did not intend to expose anything here.

Since entering this battlefield, he has felt that a pair of eyes are watching silently.

No need to confirm, he knows that the owner of the gaze is Devil Modo.

Therefore, he has been hiding his true strength. He has not been taught how powerful he is, but he knows that he is definitely not an opponent. If he really leads the devil, he may not be able to escape from it. (To be continued.)