Section 47

Two miles away, the battle is in full mode.

Thousands of barbarian strong men in white tiger skin, holding mountain axes, are constantly rushing around more than a dozen practitioners. Although the barbarians had an advantage in number, they did not take any advantage under the defense of the more than a dozen practitioners. On the contrary, many of their peers died at the hands of these dozen people.

"White-striped tiger clan!" Qingxuan's tone seemed very bad.

"Let's bypass them. It's important to find Wuyou fruit first." Qiu Jiu said.

"No." Qingxuan's tone was resolute: "We'll wait here."

Qiu Jiu frowned and was about to open his mouth, but he saw the blood condensed on the surface of Qingxuan's body, which was the precursor to the release of the blood whirlpool. He sighed in his heart, Qiu Jiuzhiqing had made up his mind, so he didn't say much, but just stood beside him and watched the changes in the battlefield.

As early as when Qingxuan recognized the white-striped tiger clan, Qiu Jiu also recognized the more than a dozen practitioners, who were Tie Liu and his masters. Seeing them guard in a circle, Tieliu is in the center, which is more like trying to protect something. So, Qiu Jiu asked, "The group of practitioners are surrounded by the magic soldiers?"

Qingxuan nods solemnly and suddenly said, "Listen to my order later. When I say rush, you will rush to the magic soldier and grab the knife with all your strength. I will cover behind you."

At this time, the war situation is already unfavorable to Tieliu.

Although the 20 people he brought into the wilderness, all of them had cultivation above the ice age, and three others were in the early stage of the disaster. If it is normal, it will naturally not pay attention to these wild aliens.

But now, the three masters in the robbery period have been severely damaged by the barbarian warriors and have lost their fighting power. The rest of the people had to stay on the spot in order to buy time for the treasure hunters. In this way, the people of Iron-blood City lost their greatest mobility advantage and could only rely on their deep cultivation to stop the tide-like suicide attack.

With the length of time, the practitioner's magic yuan Zhenyuan could not be recovered in a large loss, and the final result could only be cut into pieces by this group of barbarians.

Just when Tieliu was anxious, the nightmare finally happened.

A follower was about to return to the inner circle because of the poor truth, four barbarians suddenly shouted and rushed up. The three barbarians on both sides were quickly cut in two by the supported practitioners. But the savage man in the middle fell on the target fiercely.

The gap in the defense circle has been opened!!

Although recent practitioners are also trying to close the gap again by approaching their peers. But their frontal barbarians all seemed to be crazy, and they dared to hit the defense circle with Zhenyuan sword spirit one by one. The man in front had just fallen, and the man in the back rushed up again. The pressure of frontal defense has suddenly increased, and they are also powerless in the face of the gap.

After paying the price of more than a dozen casualties, the white-striped tiger clan finally broke into the gap.

Seeing that the defense was meaningless, Tie Liu shouted to the man sitting cross-legged at his feet, "Young Lord, we must retreat!!"

The man opened his eyes and said in a low voice, "Uncle Liu, give me another two minutes!!"

"Young Lord!!" Tie Liu stamped his feet in a hurry.

"Please!"

Looking at the persistence in the man's eyes, Tieliu suddenly gritted his teeth and nodded, "Young master, whether you succeed or not, you must leave in two minutes!!"

After saying that, he stopped looking at the man. Tie Liu took a step forward and shouted in a low voice. The shouting was like thunder, rolling across the battlefield, and unexpectedly overcame the noise of the whole audience.

On the battlefield, both the attacking and defending sides stopped when he drank.

"Iron family belongs to the surrounding!!"

With the order of Tieliu, the twelve people with remaining strength suddenly flashed behind Tieliu and surrounded the young man to protect him. Tieliu took another step forward. The iron family's skills worked, the muscles of his whole body bulged sharply, and his body rose three times in the wind. In the sound of "stab", his clothes and trousers were actually broken by the muscles. In the blink of an eye, a hill-like giant appeared on the battlefield.

"The skills of the iron family are extremely strong, and ten thousand people are invincible." Qiu Jiu once heard all kinds of anecdotes about the iron family's skills, but it was the first time that he really saw the iron family's magic skills. But when he saw Tie Liu's right foot stamped, the earth suddenly shook. And the hill has jumped up and hit the barbarian group heavily from mid-air.

The sound of bone cracking suddenly rose, and the iron willow that fell into the crowd was like a killing machine, constantly harvesting everyone's lives. Hearing the endless screams and smell of blood around them, the barbarians of the white-striped tiger clan suddenly aroused the most primitive ferocity, and the blood of the barbarian king flowing in the blood made them rush to the iron willow like crazy.

Two minutes is not long, but for everyone on the battlefield, it has exceeded the past few hours. Tieliu's attack method is extremely simple, punching out and sweeping with his arms, but under the support of Tiejia's skills, these two simple moves have become the fastest and most direct way to harvest life.

In just two minutes, hundreds of barbarians were hit, blown and destroyed by him. Even if the body of a barbarian is far stronger than that of ordinary practitioners, it is as fragile as paper in front of iron willows.

"The young master pulled out the knife!!" Suddenly, there was a burst of cheers from the practitioner's side.

On the contrary, the white tiger clan suddenly stopped the offensive and stared at a young man in the protection circle of the practitioner. He raised his right hand over his head and showed a red sword soldier in the eyes of everyone. The bright red color flows like blood, dazzling and gorgeous, stimulating everyone's eyes.

Tens of millions of years ago, the barbarian king inserted a knife here and sealed this unparalleled artifact with the earth as its scabbard. After thousands of years of silence, the magic soldiers who once laughed proudly were finally out of the sheath again.

The people of the white-striped tiger clan looked at each other and were at a loss to find ideas from the faces of their companions.

The young man who raised his knife over his head suddenly took a step forward and came out of his protective circle. His voice was low and powerful, and in the face of thousands of barbarians, with a proud look on his face. He said, "According to the agreement of the patriarchs of 360 clans, no matter who pulled out this blade, no matter what the identity is, the 300-60 tribes should unconditionally obey the master of the blade from now on, admit that this person is a new generation of barbarian kings, and listen to it."

There was a riot among the white-striped tiger crowd, and the young man continued: "I, Iron Eagle, have drawn this blade today and become a barbarian king. Seeing that I'm here, why don't you kneel down!!"

The occurrence of the situation is like a peak circuit, and Qiu Jiu can't help speculating in his heart about the next action of the white-striped tiger clan. However, seeing one of them come out, he also said loudly, "The 360 ethnic agreement is only valid for the blood of the 360 ethnic groups inherited by the barbarian king. What tribe are you, Iron Eagle?

Iron Eagle pulls ** Shanghuafu and ** comes out of his upper body. On his chest, he saw an eagle flying with wings. The eagle's wings are strong and powerful, and its feathers all over are actually dark blue. Iron Eagle said proudly, "The bloodline of the barbarian king, the blue-patterned eagle clan!!"

Qing Xuan's body was shocked and whispered, "This is impossible!!"

Qiu asked, "What's impossible?"

Qing Xuan whispered, "As early as 700 years ago, the blue-patterned eagle clan was exterminated by the scaled snake clan. It is impossible for anyone else to survive until now."

Qiu Jiu didn't think so: "What's impossible about this? Aren't the blood demon wolf clan also destroyed? Didn't there be survivors in the end?"

"You are still young and don't understand." Qingxuan said, "The tracking technique of the scale snake clan is the highest among 360 ethnic groups. Anyone they want to hunt down has never survived. For the battle of extermination, the scaled snakes have been preparing for 30 years. After the war began, even the last baby of the Eagle clan was trampled to death by them with horseshoes. That's the real battle to destroy the clan. It's impossible for anyone to survive the Eagle clan.

"And," Qingxuan continued: "The soldiers of the Eagle clan who have a little strength are all on the slaughtered list. Without the inheritor, even if a baby survives, it is impossible to gain the power of the clan. Just like Qingming and others, after losing the inheritance of the 14th generation of Wolf King, they have no ability to awaken themselves. Without the awakened blood of the barbarian king, it is impossible to be selected by the barbarian king's magic soldiers.

Qiu Jiu said, "But the iron eagle not only awakened the blood of the eagle clan, but also pulled out the magic soldiers of the barbarian king. Don't you think it's difficult to explain?"

While the two were talking, several leaders of the White Tiger clan were also discussing nervously.

The covenant of 360 ethnic groups was tens of millions of years ago. Although it has been passed down by word of mouth, each clan has also sent people to try out demon soldiers every year. But after all, for thousands of years, no one has been able to pull out the magic soldiers, and the 360 clans of the alliance in those years have been passed down to today, leaving only three, of which naturally do nothing more than the blood demon wolf clan.

Do you want to abide by this ancient covenant?

Of course the answer is not!

For the most popular and powerful white-striped tiger clan at present, it is naturally the best for magic soldiers to be pulled out by their own people. If it is pulled out by others...

Several leaders tacitly nod their heads and ordered in a low voice: " Grab the knife!!"

The white-striped tiger clan shouted at the same time and hit it again.

"The young master is dangerous!!" Twelve guards rushed to the front of the iron eagle and surrounded the human wall to protect the master.

The iron eagle raised the magic knife in his hand and said in a low voice, "Before the barbarian god soldiers, how dare you break the covenant of the hundred clans!"

"Young master, it's useless to say more at this time. Let's go!" A guard urged the iron eagle anxiously. After hearing this, Tieying's face darkened, and he rose to the sky with a knife. The real element in his body rotated and cut it with a knife in the air.

However, seeing the red light flashed on the knife, a fire dragon broke out of the knife, and the temperature in the field suddenly rose.

Although Qiu Jiu has stepped into Yuanying's cultivation, he was still frowned by the sudden increase in temperature. The magic element in the body runs automatically to protect the body.

Previously, he did not pay enough attention to the magic soldier, but the symbolic significance of the magic soldier is more important than the practical significance. Unexpectedly, the power of this magic soldier is so powerful.