Chapter 041 Black Wind Tribe [Three Updates]
In the face of Mr. Jian's solicitation, Chang Heng did not hesitate to refuse. Although he knew that Mr. Jian had come all the way here and killed so many people in order to enter the Xiongling tribe and help the soldiers of the Xiongling tribe kill so many people, Chang Heng still refused.
There is no other reason. First, Chang Heng once had a hostile relationship with the Wulin League. In case his true identity is revealed one day, how to meet the blood killing alliance at that time; second, Chang Heng is tired and just wants to play games freely to feed himself, and does not want to participate in the hegemony between gangs.
There was undisguised disappointment on Mr. Jian's face, but he still smiled: "Since the low-key brother is not here, I am not reluctant. It's just that my third brother's romantic son and sixth brother, Mr. Mubai, have been offended before. Fortunately, they have not caused irreparable mistakes, and they have also been punished. Please don't pay attention to these things between us.
Chang Heng laughed and said, "I'm a person who doesn't offend me. If Mr. Jian can guarantee that the two princes will not find trouble for me in the future, I will never take the initiative to seek provocation."
Mr. Jian was relieved. Although he was a little disappointed that he had not recruited Chang Heng, he also got the answer he wanted. It was in vain that he tried his best to find it here.
The gap was gone, and Chang Heng and Mr. Jian talked happily in detail. To be honest, Chang Heng still has some admiration for Mr. Jian. In the last game, he killed everywhere, but if he didn't like it, he would go to assassinate him, but a big cat and kitten with a blood killing alliance had 109 people, which is not comparable to hundreds of thousands of people in the Wulin League. Mr. Jian can't manage a gang of hundreds of thousands of people without a few brushes, especially his own strength is also a super first-class master.
Mr. Jian said, "To be honest, the person I admire most is the blood killing of the world. Although our Wulin League and his blood killing alliance are not commensect, I admire his pleasure. This is what I want to do but can't do."
Chang Heng looked at him in surprise: "You are the leader of one of the top ten gangs. Is there anything else you can't do?"
Mr. Jian shook his head and smiled bitterly: "People in the world can't help it. Some things can't be done with strength, but they have to worry about other things. For example, if you don't like killing others, others can't kill you, but you can take action against your friends and your men. Because of your temporary anger, it's too late to regret that your friends and others were assassinated.
Chang Heng nodded. What Mr. Jian said was exactly what the leaders of the major gangs were most concerned about. With their strength and power, except for a limited number of people, who can stop what they want to do in the game? But he was tied up, and even the romantic and arrogant military commander in white that Chang Heng once admired the most finally withdrew, which shows how serious the fetters are.
Speaking of this, Mr. Jian suddenly thought of something and looked at Chang Heng strangely: "What was the name of the low-key brother? I should have heard of such strength.
Chang Heng smiled meaninglessly: "The last game is over, and it doesn't make sense to mention that name again. I'm calling it a low-key little witch."
Mr. Jian stretched out his thumb: "Good heart. This is to play games, not be played by games.
pause, and the swordsman said again, "The king of the gods said that you are killing the world with blood. Looking at your PK scene, if it hadn't been for the blood killing of the world and announced that you would rebuild the blood killing alliance, and you chose Zhu Rong, I'm afraid I would have thought you were killing the world with blood. Of. I don't know who is higher or lower than his strength.
Chang Heng smiled and said, "Of course I can't compare with him. He is the uncrowned king. I'm just a small professional player.
While driving the patrol beast to fly, the two talked and gradually flew to the battle area between the Xiongling tribe and the Heifeng tribe. At this time, there was a shout of killing the sky, and the soldiers and horses of the two sides were entangled, and large areas of flames and roaring wind swept each other to kill each other.
On the side of the Xiongling tribe, the fire rose to the sky, and a hundred miles of fire clouds covered the sky. In the fire cloud, Zhu Rong, an ancestral witch who was a hundred feet tall and stepped on the fire dragon, stood there. More than a dozen old Xiongling tribal elders sat cross-legged behind Zhu Rong Xuying, saying words. From time to time, flames fell. The injured Xiongling tribal warrior fell on his body by this flame. Immediately, the dragon spirit and tiger were fierce, and all the injuries on his body disappeared and rose again. Combat.
On the other side of the Black Wind Tribe, a cyan tornado column with hundreds of miles of diameter roared and circled. In the wind pillar, the same eight-headed face was 100 feet high, and the ten-tailed Zu Wu's virtual shadow roared and roared, far away from Zhu Rong's virtual shadow. Behind the shadow of the Tianwu clan, more than a dozen elders of the Heifeng tribe chanted various spells, and a large area of cyan wind scrolls appeared out of thin air, ravaging the soldiers who attacked the Xiongling tribe everywhere.
At this time, there were less than 20,000 soldiers left in the Xiongling tribe, and the losses of the Heifeng tribe were more serious. Bodies piled up on the ground, and the remaining number of people was one point less than those of the Xiongling tribe.
"Wow"
A loud horn suddenly sounded behind the Black Wind tribe, which was a signal of retreat. At the same time, the bearling tribe also sounded a horn. The soldiers from both sides stopped fighting and slowly retreated until they withdrew more than ten miles away before stopping their mounts and stationing in place.
For small tribes such as the Xiongling tribe and the Heifeng tribe, the main force of the tribe is the warriors of the wizard period. Generally, there are less than 1,000 masters in the realm of witchcraft. In addition, there are very few phoenaries, which are extremely high status in the tribe. This is the result of running the game for more than a month. If it were the time when the game was just started, it would be good for the Xiongling tribe to take out a hundred masters of Wuwu realm.
Chang Heng and the sword prince landed the patrol beast and merged it into the previous group of witchcraft warriors. Good steel should be used on the blade. Chang Heng believes that their team of witch warriors is expected to be sent to do dangerous tasks, instead of being scattered and integrated into various teams.
Sure enough, as soon as the Xiongling tribal soldiers had rested, the elders came down from the fire cloud and came to them.
"I have been letting you destroy the village everywhere without letting you come up from the beginning, just waiting for today. Your task is to attack their tribes and kill their witches. If possible, even their altars will be destroyed together. The thin old man, who seemed to be able to enter the earth at any time, said loudly.
"Yes." Those witch warriors took orders at the same time. Chang Heng and Mr. Jian looked at each other and showed a trace of hesitation. It is difficult to enter a tribe of more than 100,000 people to assassinate. If you are not careful, not to mention that the task can't be completed, it is possible that people will be damaged inside.
Now that the game has officially started for more than a month, if you hang up and rebirth, the efforts of more than a month will be completely in vain, and everything will start again. Step by step, step by step, more than a month later than others, not only a matter of time, but also a lot of things that can't be obtained.