Between Xiao Zhuji and the native race, the mercenaries quickly made a judgment and pounced like wolves and tigers. The black-armored general commanded by the Fury of the Wind was so angry that his eyes were green, and he shouted loudly, like
Thunder. But the mercenaries directly under the Fury of the Wind will still listen to his orders. Those under the
Other mercenary groups, and even the mercenary hunters who formed a temporary team, would not listen to his orders at this time. They were all moving forward bravely, trying to snatch Zhu Ji from Qianye. In their eyes, Qianye
Ye was just a lucky boy who happened to catch little Zhuji.
Looking at the wolf-like mercenaries, Qianye just sneered and watched quietly as they rushed in front of him. The few force bombs that occasionally flew towards him were all casually swatted away by Qianye, as if they were swatted away inadvertently.
Just an annoying fly.
Most of the mercenaries only had Zhu Ji in their eyes, and did not notice Qianye's astonishing move of striking away the force bomb with his sharp hand. However, a few experienced mercenaries were sharp-eyed. When they saw this scene, sweat suddenly appeared on their foreheads and they quietly slowed down.
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As the mercenaries were sprinting at full speed, the sound of the waves of the sea suddenly sounded in their ears, and then the irresistible pressure fell.
Most of the mercenaries immediately fell to the ground, and the weak ones simply heard the sound of intensive bone cracking. Even the strongest mercenaries could barely support themselves and could not even run.
However, there was no need for them to run away. Qianye walked leisurely through them as if strolling in a courtyard. The sword light flashed and blood spattered, and a few of the strongest mercenaries were the first to turn into corpses.
But in the blink of an eye, hundreds of mercenaries fell to the ground, which made the group of mercenaries behind them stop in shock. However, they stopped, but Qianye did not stop. He passed through the crowd in a few steps, and the power of the sea was released.
He immediately took down another group of mercenaries.
Although there are many of these miscellaneous mercenaries, their strength is really average. Most of them can't even hold a breath in Qianye's domain. When they fall down, they will have to break a few bones and be seriously injured, so Qianye continues to hit them.
Too lazy to do it.
At this moment, Qianye's eyes had already been fixed on the black-armored commander of Fury of Wind.
The black-armored war general's eyelids kept beating at this moment, staring at Qianye. He raised his right hand, but couldn't bring it down. He couldn't see Qianye's strength at all, but he could level hundreds of people in an instant, even just some miscellaneous soldiers.
This kind of combat power is not something he can achieve.
Xiao Zhuji is clearly sitting on Qianye's shoulder, like a moving treasure house. In the past, he could not resist such a temptation, but now, Qianye is the only one in his field of vision.
"Are you going to be enemies with us, the Fury of the Wind?" He roared out, and then he realized that his voice was dry and astringent. And threats were never the style of the Fury of the Wind. When you encounter a guy who doesn't open your eyes, just kill him. This is
The tradition of the mercenary group.
The black-armored general was in a dilemma at this moment, struggling repeatedly between fighting or fleeing. Although there were thousands of mercenaries present, and there were hundreds of mercenaries directly under the Fury of the Wind, the casualties all over the ground told everyone that in the thousands of mercenaries,
In the face of the night terror's domain power, numbers are of no use at all.
When Qianye's ice-like gaze fell on him, the black-armored general couldn't help but shudder! His instinct for danger had clearly and unmistakably sent a signal, and he no longer hesitated and made up his mind to escape!
But before he could really escape, Qianye waved his hand and threw little Zhu Ji over!
The black-armored general was stunned and shocked. What was going on? Could it be that Qianye wanted to join the Fury of the Wind, so he used the little guy as a stepping stone?
This ridiculous idea was thrown out of mind in the blink of an eye. He suddenly discovered that Xiao Zhuji was coming unusually fast and was even accelerating in the air. When Xiao Zhuji raised her little fist, she hit him on the head.
When he came down, the black-armored warrior still had an unreal feeling. How could such a little guy hit someone? If she rushed so fast, would she be killed if she hit her?
However, when Xiao Zhuji's fist fell, there was a sharp roar in the air! The black-armored general was frightened. It was too late to dodge at this moment, so he could only stretch his arms to block. When his arm was thicker than Xiao Zhuji's waist,
When he met her little fist, he heard a bang and his arm immediately bent.
Xiao Zhuji let out a sigh, and was very surprised that she couldn't kill the guy in front of her with one punch. However, she had many tricks up her sleeve. There were weapons all over her body, so she hit him head on.
Although the head is the weak point of most beings, the black-armored warrior who had just broken off one of his arms could no longer trust his own judgment at this moment. He did not dare to rush forward, but instead accelerated back, using his good left hand at the same time
Pressing on Zhu Ji's head, he tried to use exquisite combat skills to take this little human-shaped cannonball aside.
However, he once again felt that he had been kicked by a giant beast, and his whole body flew backwards. A mouthful of blood had already reached his throat and was about to spurt out.
Fortunately, Xiao Zhuji finally lost her momentum, and the distance between the two parties quickly widened.
The black-armored war general turned around and ran away, not daring to stay any longer. As for the thousands of mercenaries who were still fighting, they could only hope for their own good. The black-armored war general also hoped that they could delay the time to some extent.
So that you have enough time to escape.
Seeing the black-armored general fleeing quickly, trying to get away from the battlefield, Qianye just looked at him, his running figure reflected in his pupils, and then he raised his hand and fired.
The black-armored general's head suddenly felt like ice water, and he shivered involuntarily. He subconsciously looked back and saw Qianye looking at him.
As soon as the black-armored general made eye contact with Qianye, he jumped up as if being burned by fire, trying to speed up his escape. His reaction was not unpleasant, but unfortunately the moment he jumped up, it was as if he was caught by an invisible rope, and his body was violently
The ground sank.
It was this moment of stagnation that made it impossible for him to avoid the shot coming after him. He strained his eyesight and could barely see the trajectory of the force projectile. It was a thrillingly fast shot, but it gave him a little peace of mind.
Qianye's force level didn't seem to be high, and a force bomb that was too fast should have limited power according to common sense, which gave him a glimmer of hope to save his life.
However, the force bomb passed through his body with almost no pause, and his expression instantly changed from hope to horror. He could only watch as his shoulders and half of his chest completely collapsed, and his body was almost hit in the middle.
Two cuts.
With the cooperation of Qianye's Eyes of Control and the Zhiji King's hand-made spear, this sixteenth-level force practitioner, wearing a seventh-level defensive armor, and the backbone of the Fury of the Wind, finally failed to escape and fell on the battlefield.
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As soon as the black-armored general died, the morale of Fury of the Wind instantly dropped to freezing point. Even the team with the most determined fighting spirit turned around and broke out, not daring to fight anymore.
Qianye killed the general with one shot, showing unparalleled combat power that no one could resist. The mercenaries only looked at the results and did not care about the process. Who would care that Qianye only had level 12 force power?
Life is your own, and dead people will not argue about the relationship between Force level and true combat power.
The mercenaries in the neutral ground are more wolf-like. They fight extremely fiercely when the situation is over, but when the situation is over, they immediately scatter in all directions and run away without hesitation.
Qianye took out the twin flowers and fired continuously, but only killed more than ten mercenaries. There was no more mercenaries in sight. Half of the backbone of Fury of Wind escaped. However, Qianye was too lazy to go.
Chasing these little minions, the Fury of the Wind will definitely not tolerate this defeat and will have to regroup and make a comeback.
That's when Qianye was waiting.
When the mercenaries fled, many of them were still fighting with the native warriors, so they suffered heavy losses, far more than those who died at Qianye's hands. When the mercenaries completely fled, the native warriors rushed towards the mercenaries who fell to the ground but were not dead.
Soldiers. There are hundreds of mercenaries who have been severely injured by the power of Qianye Domain. In these days, mercenaries and native warriors have long forged a life-and-death feud, and the two sides have long reached the point where they will fight to the death whenever they meet.
With Godot's powerful shout, the native warriors stopped. He came to Qianye, saluted Qianye, and said: "Great brave man, these people are the fruits of your battle and can be transferred to our clan.
Really? I am willing to pay the price, a fruit from the holy tree."
Qianye glanced at him and said, "In my opinion, they don't seem to be worth a single fruit."
Gordo looked firm, gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "Too many of my people died at the hands of these guys. If we don't avenge their blood sacrifices, the souls of our people will not be able to rest in peace. So no matter how much you pay, it is worth it."
Qianye nodded and said: "Okay, they can leave it to you, but they have to wait for a while, not now."
Gordo was startled and asked: "How long do we have to wait?"
"It won't be long. It should be ready before dark."
Gordo looked at the sky. It was not far from dusk now, and the black forest was always dark, and it would become dark soon.
Qianye also looked up at the sky and ordered: "You'd better cut some branches and light more torches, so you don't have to wait so long."
Gordo was confused, but he did as asked. The native race and the black forest are symbiotic, but the Fury of the Wind has cut down a large number of ancient trees in order to build the isolation zone. Now, after a little processing of the wood, there are countless high-quality torches.
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In a short time, thousands of torches were lit one by one, and the blazing fire illuminated the vast battlefield as if it were daytime. In an instant, the place of fighting in the daytime looked extremely desolate and tragic under the light of the fire.
Qianye casually cut a piece of wood stake, threw it on the ground, and sat in the center of the battlefield, where the light was the brightest, with his eyes slightly closed, waiting quietly. Little Zhuji climbed up to Qianye's shoulder, holding her chin with her little hand.
, also waiting for something.
Gordo and the native warriors were confused and didn't know why. Fortunately, they didn't wait long. When it got dark, there was a roar of people in the distance, and a large group of Windfury mercenaries surged out like a tide. The mercenaries
When the soldiers saw the fire from a distance, they immediately adjusted their direction and rushed to the battlefield in the blink of an eye.
Gordo suddenly realized why Qianye lit so many torches. It turned out to be to illuminate himself, and he was afraid that the mercenaries of Fury of the Wind could not find him!
When the mercenaries saw Qianye sitting alone in the center of the battlefield, closing his eyes to recuperate, they all stopped in shock. This scene was really unnatural. The ones in front stopped, but the mercenaries behind were still rushing forward, and the formation suddenly became a little awkward.
It was chaos. Several captains had just yelled and cursed a few words, and when they crowded in front of the formation, they were also stunned for a while.
Qianye was sitting there, facing thousands of troops and horses, with an imposing manner like a mountain. Little Zhu Ji, worth ten thousand gold, was on his shoulder, but no one dared to take it.