Chapter 049 Destroy the Black Wind [Three Updates]

Chang Heng just said casually, expressing his dissatisfaction with not being able to see the master fighting, but in response to him, it was an extremely strong explosion.

"Boom"

The strong explosion flew out two people almost a hundred feet away from the war zone. The two quickly grabbed the long hair on the neck of the patrol beast. The patrol beast wailed and swayed, and retreated dozens of feet to stabilize their bodies.

The strong explosion sound spread all around, especially in the high-altitude explosion, and its sound waves spread unimped. They spread thousands of feet away before they gradually weakened and finally became inaudible.

The soldiers on both sides who had just returned to the camp below were shocked and looked up at the explosion area. A cyan light spread across the sky and couldn't help expanding out. When it expanded to a hundred feet, it suddenly retracted and finally fixed at dozens of feet in size.

A sad and sharp roar came out of the blue light, and Zhu Ronghuo staggered and rushed out of it. At this time, looking at Zhu Ronghuoqi, his leather robe was tattered, revealing a strong body full of scars of various sizes. The fiery red hair that originally hung behind his head was almost empty, leaving only a bare head with scars.

"Tianwu Wing Blue, I. Fuck. Your ancestors, you actually blew yourself up." Rushing out of the cyan light ball, Zhu Ronghuo ignored his own scars and turned over and cursed. Behind him, the cyan light shrank and rose, but no one rushed out of it.

In a short time, the cyan light mass was finally not stable and burst, and countless large and small rotations at high speeds rushed out of the inside and swept wildly around. Some towering ancient trees below were swept by this wind and immediately groaned, and then burst into wood chips all over the sky and flew around.

"Second brother, third brother, fourth brother." Zhu Ronghuo cried bitterly. After the blue wind dispersed, there was nothing in place, and the other six people disappeared at the same time.

Self-explosion? So cruel." Chang Heng took a cold breath, and the swordsman next to him couldn't help clenching and loosening the hilt of the sword.

This is not a newcomer who has just entered the game, nor a player who has just stepped into practice, but a few real witch masters, who roared in front of their eyes and pulled three guys like them.

"Now this game is different from the previous one. If it is not necessary, don't force people to rush, otherwise one will explode and watch the fun will be unlucky." Chang Heng muttered.

Zhu Ronghuoqi shook his seriously injured body and couldn't help cursing, but he couldn't return the lives of his three brothers. Knowing that the other party had brazenly exposed himself and pulled three witch masters on his side to be buried with him, the Xiongling tribe suddenly cried.

"How can I dispel my hatred if I don't step on the Black Wind tribe and cut down all the enemy's hatred?" Back in the camp, Zhu Ronghuoqi vomited blood and said hatefully. The three brothers were dragged to be buried by each other. The blow of Zhu Ronghuoqi was huge, which made him feel crazy for a moment.

"First, the warriors below fought, and then the three witch masters blew themselves up. The other party told us with blood that if they really forced the Heifeng tribe to survive, our Xiongling tribe would also be buried with them." Chang Heng said on one side. As the person who brought back the body of Tianwu Heixiong, he was qualified to enter this narrow space and participate in the discussion of the attack on the Heifeng tribe.

"Is it difficult to retreat like this? Are you going to stop us from taking revenge?" Zhu Ronghuo inspired a sneer. Originally, they just surrendered and left them as our slaves and didn't kill them all. Now it seems that hey, if we don't slaughter the whole Heifeng tribe, how can we be worthy of so many people who died in battle?

"Kill the Heifeng tribe and kill all their people." An old man shouted in a low voice.

"Kill the Heifeng tribe and kill all their people." Everyone in the account shouted at the same time. Outside the sound, all the soldiers of the Xiongling tribe echoed, getting louder and louder, almost dispersing the dark clouds in the sky, revealing the moon hidden behind.

Chang Heng sighed and silently withdrew from the camp. Mr. Jian came out from one side, with a little fanaticism on his cold face.

"War maniac." Chang Heng scolded.

"This is what you and I can't change." Mr. Jian ignored Chang Heng at all, but his eyes were shining and looking in the direction of the Heifeng tribe.

offline, for Chang Heng, a single otaku, real life is always boring and boring. The plane has no feeling. Except for dealing with some physiological problems offline, he basically stays in the game.

After a night of discussion, Zhu Ronghuoqi, who lost three younger brothers, finally decided to completely calm down the Black Wind tribe. Although this battle will also cause great losses to the Xiongling tribe, it can ensure that the Xiongling tribe will get more resources in the future to support more and more people in the tribe.

The horn sounded, and Zhu Ronghuoqi, who was carrying the pain of losing his brother, ignored his serious injury. A horse took the lead and rode a black unicorn tiger, holding a two-foot-long flame halberd, and killed the Black Wind tribe camp.

Behind him, he followed the 20,000 soldiers of the Xiongling tribe, shouting loudly, forming a fiery red tide to flatten everything in front of him.

The camp was completely empty. Just as the three witch masters of the Heifeng tribe exploded, they retreated under the organization of the old Heifeng tribe. At this time, they must have returned to the Heifeng tribe. Zhu Ronghuo, who was in the air, was extremely angry and spewed out a mouthful of blood, and then ordered to go straight to the Heifeng tribe.

The banner was fluttering, and the barbarian beast roared. Looking at the vast Xiongling tribal warriors who rushed towards the Heifeng tribe, Chang Heng sighed and drove a patrol beast from the clan's old man to fly into the sky and followed him from a high altitude.

Chang Heng is not interested in participating in the tribal war in this game, but he is a little interested in the fruits of victory after the war.

The Xiongling tribe's army suppressed the territory, and the Black Wind tribe could not defend it, and the two were deadlocked. But soon, as the witch of the Xiongling tribe came with the last soldiers, all the defenses of the Heifeng tribe collapsed.

The result of the battle is very simple. Under the power of Wu Lao's words and summoning the ancestral witch, the Black Wind tribe did not have the corresponding Wu Lao resist. All the defense buildings turned into ashes under the wave of Zhu Rong's virtual shadow, and thousands of soldiers were killed by Zhu Rong's virtual shadow.

"No wonder four witch masters attacked and killed the other party's witch at night. This witch is simply a nuclear weapon, which is not only deterrent, but also powerfully lethal." Seeing the two blows of the Wu Lao of the Xiongling tribe, he disintegrated all the resistance of the Heifeng tribe, and Chang Heng was only praised.

"Let's go, kill all their men and rob all their women." Zhu Ronghuo roared and rushed into the Black Wind tribe first.