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Chapter 630: Fighting in the Tribe

As soon as he finished speaking, the flame talisman formed hundreds of crimson moon blades and poured downwards.

Wherever the red moon blade passed, a large fire was set off, and the entire city entrance was instantly submerged.

With just one blow, hundreds of Wu clansmen were killed on the spot.

The scorching flames erupted with unparalleled terrifying power.

The stone houses near the city gate were constantly blown to pieces.

Li Changan looked at the blazing flames below and continued to wield the red moon blades.

"boom!"

"boom!"



The Scarlet Moon Blade harvested the lives of ordinary shamans, and at the same time caused a greater fire within the Jumang Tribe.

The entire Jumang tribe fell into chaos.

Tens of thousands of Wu clans ran out of the stone houses and looked towards the city gate which had long been reduced to a sea of ​​flames. Their eyes were full of disbelief.

The tribe has never experienced anything like this.

Is this starting a war?

Is there a big horde attack?

The shrill screams came from the direction of the city gate, making countless witch clans feel terrified.

They looked at each other and took out their weapons one after another.

"There is a witch there who is killing people, go and kill him quickly!"

"We will never allow witches to cause trouble in the tribe!"

"Damn it, it can't be the great witch Lord Qimang mentioned, right?"

"Didn't you say that he has left? We have been hiding for more than ten days, and we have also gone hunting these days, and we haven't found any trace at all."

"You must be at least a fifth-grade wizard general, otherwise you will die if you go up there."

"Can we still retreat at this time? The city gate is completely blocked, we must rush through!"

"Otherwise we will all be trapped in the tribe and we won't be able to get out at all!"

Thousands of powerful witches and dozens of Nuo witches, carrying weapons, ran towards the city gate.

More and more Wu clansmen joined the charging team.

city ​​gate,

Li Changan kept swaying the flame runes, and the red moon blade was like harvesting wheat in the field, cutting into pieces all the Wu clan who were about to rush over.

He held his hands in vain, and two flaming swords appeared quickly.

Then with a roar of thunder, he rushed into the charge team of the Jumang tribe.

"kill!"

"kill!"



The shouts of killing shook the sky, the earth shook wildly, and powerful witches came from all directions with spears in their hands.

Li Changan was like a savage beast, bathed in blood, laughing wildly and charging into the enemy's formation. Wherever he passed, there was a bloody storm and flames rising into the sky.

Killing made his blood burn, and the rules of heaven and earth that bound the physical body became more harmonious and closely integrated with the body.

He felt the ultimate pleasure that the blood brought to him.

"You...all must die!"

Li Changan was holding two flaming swords, charging left and right.

When the battle reached its peak, every time the flaming sword slashed, dozens of flaming runes rushed out and turned into dozens of flaming spears, clearing away the dozen or so witch clans that rushed up in front of them.

"boom!"

"boom!"



Stone houses were destroyed by the fighting.

The flames of war between the Jumang tribe quickly spread from the city gate inwards.

However, Li Changan always maintained within a certain range, which allowed him to quickly seal the city gate and prevent these shamans from leaving the tribe.

This city wall was originally designed to prevent external attacks, but now it has become a ghost gate blocking the tribal shamans.



Qimang strode out of the stone house, carrying a basket of short spears at the door.

All the nearby Li witches and Nuo witches gathered over.

"Sir..." the Nuo wizard stepped forward and asked, "What should we do next?"

Qimang looked towards the fire-filled city gate, "We must open the tribe's gate, otherwise we will be stuck in the tribe and unable to get out!"

"Force the enemy out of the tribe."

"The battlefield must not be in the tribe!"

The words were spoken quickly, and all the powerful witches and witches followed the instructions.

Qimang's eyes reflected fire, filled with anger and confusion.

Why?

What kind of monster is that big witch?

He actually stayed outside and even anticipated their arrangements. He waited until the tribe relaxed their vigilance before attacking.

The city gate is now blocked.

When did the Wu Clan become so patient?

Damn it!

The tribe must not be destroyed in one's own hands!

Qimang quickly rushed to the center of the fierce battle, grabbed two short spears, and the flames in his hands instantly filled the short spears, and threw them towards Li Changan's head.

The wind roared, and the flames were like poisonous snakes, opening their ferocious fangs and huge mouth towards Li Changan.

Li Changan quickly got out of the way and chopped down two powerful wizards at the same time.

However, the short spear thrown by Qimang did not fly straight forward. Instead, it rolled several times in the air and plunged into Li Changan's head again.

"Control the short spear?"

Li Changan raised his eyebrows in surprise, then stopped dodging, and instead swung his sword directly towards the short spear.

"Boom..."

There was a loud noise, fire exploded, and the two short spears were cut into pieces.

But Li Changan was also blocked from attacking for the first time.

Qimang grabbed two short spears again, pointed them at Li Changan, and asked loudly, "Which tribe are you from?"

"Why are you running wild in our Jumang tribe?"

Li Changan shook the flaming sword in his hand and smiled when asked, "Going wild?"

"I came here just for the powerful power. Your lives are very important to me."

"clear?"

Qimang's eyes were filled with anger, "Another murderous witch who was blinded by power!"

"Damn it!"

"If you dare to kill in our Jumang tribe, you will die here today."

A pair of supernatural armor appeared on his body, and his faceplate lowered, like a cold beast, staring at Li Changan fiercely and fearfully.

Li Changan laughed loudly, "Very good, we must have such awareness."

"Today, either I will beat you to death, or you will beat me to death!"

He stepped heavily on the ground and rushed towards the witch clan team in front.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Two loud noises in succession.

Qimang threw out a short spear with flames attached to it, but he chopped it into pieces again.

Li Changan's sprint speed was slightly hindered, but it did not prevent him from rushing into the enemy group and killing them wildly.

Just as he was getting ready to kill, Li Changan, who had been paying attention to the city gate, discovered that there was actually a team of powerful witches rushing towards the city gate, trying to open it.

"court death!"

There seemed to be flames burning in Li Changan's eyes, thunder suddenly exploded on his body, and the next moment he appeared at the city gate.

The force witch team that attacked the city gate consisted of forty witches, but their bodies were shattered by the lightning that penetrated hundreds of feet.

"Bang."

"Bang."



Corpses fell to the ground one after another, making a dull sound.

Such drastic changes immediately frightened many witch clans.

The enemy who was still in front of us unexpectedly arrived at the city gate in the blink of an eye, killing forty of his own clan by the way.

How to fight this!?

Moreover, how could the power of thunder be mastered by the witches of the Zhurong tribe?

Where did that great witch come from?

Qimang finally knew why the leader fell into the hands of this great witch.

At such an extreme speed, the leader might not even be able to touch his opponent, and could only be restrained by repeated attacks and eventually be tortured to death.

This great witch is obviously not that powerful, but he possesses extreme speed that they can't match.

It's enough for him to stand in an invincible position.

How to fight this?

The enemy can fight if he wants to, and leave if he wants to.

But they had no choice but to become meat on the chopping board, letting the other party slaughter them without any power to fight back.

The Jumang tribe will never be destroyed in my hands!

Qimang's eyes were full of struggle and unwillingness.


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