"Enemy attack!"

Just as this guy just shouted, he heard a puff sound.

Several accomplices next to him were terrified to find a small hole in his forehead, as if something was directly exposed. Blood instantly flowed out, mixed with some red and white other things.

"Squeak!"

A harsh sound suddenly rang through the night sky.

"Someone attacked!"

"Prepare to face the enemy!"

"Everyone got up, someone broke in..."

The entire camp of the Nether Clan was completely noisy, one person after another shouted, and one figure after another came out of various places.

"Tsk tsk, from the original few hundred people to the current few thousand people, the lineup is even bigger."

At the edge, two guys, one tall, one short, one fat and one thin, were standing there, Wen Tianhao and the Holy Prison.

The two of them stood there with swagger, in front of them were three subordinates of the Underworld who were so scared that they could not move, and two guys who had just been shot and killed by Wen Tianhao's flying knife.

They didn't shy away, and just smiled and watched the people of the Nether tribe rushing out around them, surrounding them in the middle.

"Yes, it's good that there are too many people. If there are too many people, we don't have to run around."

Wen Tianhao said with a smile, his eyes glanced at the men of the Nether Clan who were quickly surrounding him, without any panic.

This is exactly what is said to be a master of skill and courage.

"Damn bastard, you really dare to come!"

At this moment, an angry shout rang out.

Then he saw a figure rushing towards him quickly and directly crossed the many people of the Nether tribe to Wen Tianhao and the Holy Prison.

This is an old man with an ordinary figure, with a hideous expression and a fierce look in his eyes, locking in Wen Tianhao and the Holy Prison ahead.

This person is the elder who is in charge of the Dark Clan camp here, and he is the commander of these thousands of people.

"Young man, you are in trouble when you meet our brothers today."

The Holy Prison looked at this guy up and down and said contemptuously.

"Rareless, if you dare to come today, don't think about leaving, everyone is ready to fight!"

The old man of the Nether Clan gritted his teeth and ordered thousands of people to take action, and they wrapped Wen Tianhao and the Holy Prison.

"Haha, to borrow a sentence from our boss, thousands of wastes will be waste together."

Wen Tianhao grinned and was indifferent to the old man's order. There were indeed thousands of subordinates of the Nether Clan around him, but in Wen Tianhao's view, these people were all living targets after target.

"Arrogant!"

"Don't think that you can do whatever you want after a few successful sneak attacks, we..."

The little old man was so angry that he stared at Wen Tianhao and the Holy Prison, thinking about how to keep them.

But Wen Tianhao didn't give him any chance to talk nonsense and looked at the Holy Prison.

"Holy Prison, old plan?"

"Okay, old plan! Today I'll see if I can kill this little old man too!" The Holy Prison grinned, and his expression became ferocious.

"Save some strength and don't be surprised, otherwise Qing'er will definitely deal with you and take action!"

Wen Tianhao warned him a few times, then suddenly moved, his body shook, and rushed directly to the side.

That's right, he didn't rush towards the old man of the Underworld clan ahead, but turned around and rushed towards the subordinates of the Underworld clan who surrounded him and the Holy Prison!

"Swoosh swish swish!"

During the rushing forward, Wen Tianhao was not idle. He grabbed his hands and then swung it to the side. Dozens of cold lights instantly spread out like a celestial girl scattering flowers.

"Puff puff puff puff!"

In an instant, the sound of the skin muscles being pierced, and dozens of flying knives pierced directly into the groups of underworld clans opposite.

Dozens of screams rang out almost at the same time, and then all of these figures fell backwards, causing a sensation of chaos.

Dozens of people were instantly destroyed!

"asshole!"

The elder of the Underworld clan was furious. Wen Tianhao did not rush to him, but attacked the subordinates of the Underworld clan and ruined dozens of people in front of him. How could he bear it?

He shouted angrily, and the power of the Nether Clan suddenly burst out and was about to rush towards Wen Tianhao.

"Hey hey, don't leave, you are mine!"

The Holy Prison flashed and blocked directly in front of the old man.

"Get out!"

The old man shouted angrily, raised his fist without hesitation and smashed it towards the Holy Prison.

"Hehe, I'll hide!"

The Holy Prison did not fight against this guy head-on. Seeing his fist hit him, his huge figure flashed to the side and actually dodged the guy's attack.

However, before the little old man could continue to move forward, the Holy Prison flashed and blocked in front of him again.

"Puff puff puff puff!"

In this kung fu, Wen Tianhao launched another attack, but still flashed a little cold light with his hands. Then there were one or several holes on dozens of people from the Underworld, which were directly destroyed.

"roll!"

The little old man was so angry that he roared and rushed up again, trying to rush over from the Holy Prison to deal with Wen Tianhao who was slaughtering.

"Hehe, I said, you are mine, I can't let you go, otherwise the shemale brother will hit me."

The Holy Prison grinned and said with a smile while retreating to avoid the little old man's attack.

This is the action plan of his and Wen Tianhao.

The Holy Prisoner has a high horse and strong ability to resist strikes, so every time he acts, he will entangle the opponent's master.

Wen Tianhao's flying sword is superb and is especially suitable for group attacks. For example, now he is all under the underworld clan and does not need to aim at it. The flying sword can hit it with a swing.

So he is responsible for the killing and injury of the underworld clan.

The core of the killing plan that Qing'er formulated at the beginning was not to fight hard with the opponent's masters, but to minimize the combatants of the Nether Clan. Therefore, the plan adopted by Wen Tianhao and the Holy Prison was particularly applicable.

"Puff puff puff puff!"

Wen Tianhao was like a butterfly, shuttled through the crowd of people under the Nether Clan. As he ran, he was a flying knife, and as he ran, he was a flying knife. There was no need to aim at it at all. Anyway, dozens of people were killed if they took action.

In just a few minutes, three or five hundred people had been stabbed by his flying knife, either dead or injured. Some lay on the ground and said goodbye to the world completely, while others were rolling around and screaming.

"Ho huh!"

The old man from the Nether Clan on the other side was going crazy.

He wanted to deal with Wen Tianhao, but the Holy Prison refused to pass by and kept blocking his way forward.

This little old man really has no choice but to avoid the Holy Prison, is it okay to fight hard? But this guy from the Holy Prison is not bad. He may even lose if he really fights with this little old man, let alone blocking him by using defensive methods.

He was so angry that he could only watch his subordinates fall down in front of him.

"presumptuous!"

Suddenly, a roar sounded again from not far away, and then several figures came quickly towards this side like lightning.

Hearing the sound, the old man's face suddenly became happy.
Chapter completed!