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Faced with enemy reinforcements that clearly had an advantage in numbers and seemed to be not weak in strength, the masters of the nomadic tribe immediately made a decision. ̢̜̳̱͈̹͓͛͜ḩ̷̻̩͍̱̗͔̺̏̓͊̀͂̀ͅṵ̵̙̻͉̦͙̗̥̉̓̓͊̑̂̑x̸͍̘̳͂͊̂̊̀͊̕͘.̷̹̦̆̆̆c ̶͙͈͚̽̄̈̎̒͜ó̶̧̧̝̳̠͇͕̺̲̹̔̈́ ̷̗͓̽̂̌̋̋̌

A big man said decisively to the other three people: "I will entangle the enemy, and you can take the opportunity to get out of here quickly."

After the big man finished speaking, he took the initiative to fly away from here and faced the six immortal cultivators who rushed over without hesitation.

The remaining three strong men from the nomadic tribe hesitated for a moment. An old man stared at Master Hu Ling fiercely and said through gritted teeth: "This damn guy actually took the initiative to act as a bait to lure us in. Even if I die here, I will die here." , will not let this guy go.”

As the old man spoke, he threw himself at Master Hu Ling regardless. He didn't try to avoid Master Hu Ling's attack at all, and made it clear that he wanted to die together with Master Hu Ling.

The other two hesitated for a moment, probably because they felt embarrassed to leave their companions behind and left, so they stayed and continued to besiege Master Hu Ling.

Originally, when the long-awaited reinforcements came out of the teleportation portal, Master Huling finally breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he was saved.

The reason why he took on such a dangerous mission this time was that, on the one hand, he looked down on these nomadic barbarians and seriously underestimated their strength, and on the other hand, he overestimated the casual cultivators, thinking that they would face the enemy. When in ambush, he can fight to the death, entangle the enemy, and create opportunities for himself to escape.

A huge error in judgment put Master Hu Ling into the current crisis. Fortunately, reinforcements finally arrived at the critical moment.

Master Hu Ling was just hoping that when the enemy saw something was wrong, he would quickly give up on surrounding him and run for his life. As for leaving the enemy behind and letting his own reinforcements join in the encirclement and killing, Master Hu Ling no longer had such thoughts. Now, he just wants to end this damn battle as soon as possible and save his precarious life.

The middle-aged man who took the initiative to fly towards the six immortal cultivators was quickly seriously injured by everyone and was trapped in the air, unable to continue to block the enemy's advance.

The six Nascent Soul cultivators are all from various sects and have a certain status in the world of cultivating immortals. If you watch Master Hu Ling being killed in front of your eyes, not to mention the loss of your reputation, the accountability of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect afterwards will be a threshold that is difficult to cross.

They saw through the middle-aged man's intention to stop their side at a glance, and immediately responded.

The middle-aged man, who was seriously injured by six immortal cultivators with all their strength, was trapped by two immortal cultivators and unable to move. The other four cultivators bypassed his obstruction. Continue to fly towards the battlefield over there at high speed, hoping to rescue Master Hu Ling as soon as possible.

Even after such a short delay, the situation on Master Hu Ling's side continued to deteriorate and became completely irreversible.

First, Master Hu Ling's native spirit tiger was bitten off by the giant wolf transformed by the master of the Canglang tribe, and died completely.

When the natal tiger died, the master tiger spirit who was connected to it was also greatly affected. Blood spurted out from his mouth, his body trembled, and the breath all over his body was disordered.

The old man who said he would die together with Master Hu Ling really did what he said. He endured Master Hu Ling's blow with all his strength, and rushed into Master Hu Ling's arms. His hands were like two sharp claws, grabbing Master Hu Ling tightly, making it impossible for him to break free.

Not only was his body severely injured, but his soul was also severely damaged. Master Hu Ling's mind was almost going crazy. He also didn't care and grabbed the old man almost instinctively.

By the time the four reinforcing immortal cultivators arrived on the battlefield, Master Hu Ling had already lost his breath and was completely dead. The old man who was entangled with him was also seriously injured and bleeding profusely.

"You go quickly, I'll help you trap the pursuers."

The old man yelled, dragging the body of Master Hu Ling, and threw himself at the four immortal cultivators who rushed towards him.

The remaining two nomadic tribe masters looked at each other. "Let's go separately." One of them flew in one direction at high speed, while the other chose another direction and flew away at the same speed.

Seeing Master Hu Ling dying in front of his eyes, the enemy still wanted to escape. All the immortal cultivators who came with reinforcements were angry.

The immortal cultivators also began to disperse, each selected a target, and pursued them closely, vowing not to give up.

As for the two masters of the nomadic tribe who stayed behind, they were unable to stop the enemy's actions. Moreover, they were seriously injured, and it was obvious that they could not last long under the enemy's attack.

The scene of a life-and-death fight between Nascent Soul masters was extremely hot and intense. The aftermath of the battle spread everywhere and had a wide impact.

In order to prevent his whereabouts from being exposed, Xu Xiao had to fly far away from the battlefield and flew a long distance.

He thought for a moment and found that he was not very interested in the desperate battle in the field. Instead, he looked in the direction in which the masters of the Canglang Tribe fled just now and flew quickly, hanging far behind.

After Xu Xiao left, the battle in the field ended not long after. The two Nascent Soul-level warriors from the nomadic tribe died on the spot without any suspense. Of course, before they died, they more or less left their opponents with an unforgettable memory and certain injuries in the face of life and death.

Although the figures of the escapers and pursuers in front could no longer be seen, the traces and breath left by the Nascent Soul-level warriors flying at full speed were still very obvious.

Xu Xiao followed these traces and breaths and pursued them all the way, not afraid of losing the target.

Xu Xiao, who was a bystander from beginning to end, saw everything that happened today very clearly.

Master Hu Ling didn't know from which intelligence channel he obtained the information that the totem worshipped by the Hu Lie tribe and the cubs produced would be sent to the Cang Lang tribe.

Of course, this information was a bait to lure Master Hu Ling into the trap.

Master Hu Ling didn't know how he saw through this bait, and he decided to turn the tables and calculate the barbarians of the nomadic tribe in turn. He gathered a larger number of Yuanying-stage immortal cultivators, not only to seize the demon tiger cubs, but also to take the opportunity to surround and kill the opponent's Yuanying-level strongmen.

So, an ambush and counter-ambush, an ambush and counter-ambush, and a drama that experienced two consecutive reversals, was staged like this.

Originally, the immortal cultivators had an absolute advantage in terms of intelligence and strength, and they had calculated it in advance. However, due to various accidents, they did not achieve the most ideal result.