Chapter 889 Iron and Blood Collision

After the two sides failed to reach an agreement, the next step was naturally a war. No one made excuses, because it was useless to say anything at this time. When the tongue could not solve the problem, the teeth would naturally be used.

Everyone in the Zai tribe had a calm face. Although the number of the other side was higher than theirs, they were absolutely confident in themselves. They believed that as long as they took action, they would never lose.

Zhang Tianyuan waved his hand with a cold face, and his alpaca team rushed down with a roar. Horses were useless in the desert, so they chose light alpacas.

Alpacas are also called grass mud horses, which are definitely at the level of divine beasts. They run as fast as horses and are also provocative.

Xue Mingyang shouted angrily and ordered everyone to draw their bows and attack immediately. These people were very accurate in archery, and each arrow could take the life of an enemy.

After losing more than a dozen people, the other side waved their weapons at the same time, pushed the arrows aside one after another, and then whistled in.

Yang Qingguan mainly played the role of an observer. He pointed to the side with his hand, and several soldiers immediately rushed there with their weapons in their hands.

Just then, several people came out from there and immediately became ghosts under their knives. Under his leadership, these people were flying and had killed more than a dozen opponents in a blink of an eye.

Bai Xiaosheng whispered: "This is the unique sand drilling team that killed inside. They are all members of the gerbil tribe. They can sneak under the sand and then disrupt your deployment unexpectedly.

Yang Qingguan was born in the Wumu tribe. Their eyes can see through the underground situation. They are the nemesis of the gerbil tribe. Under his guidance, those rats can only be finished."

Hao Junxiong laughed and said: "Master Zhang, there is no need to use such a naive tactic. Let's see the real thing with your hands and use force directly!"

Zhang Tianyuan frowned and whistled, and saw the team slowly dispersed, revealing dozens of people in black clothes inside.

Yue Biao shouted angrily, "If you want to die, then I will grant you your wish. Today, I will let you see our Black Wind Blade Team. Brothers, come with me and chop them into meat sauce."

Hao Junxiong shouted, "Xue Mingyang, take your brothers and go to meet them. Let these black-skinned guys know who is the real warrior in the desert."

Both sides stopped attacking at this time and focused their attention on the two groups of people. They rushed out of their own camps and soon met in the middle and immediately fought.

Zhao Yiming said with a puzzled look: "What is going on?"

Bai Xiaosheng explained to him: "The desert has its own rules. This is a battle between elites. Generally, the defeated party will fade away. This is a respect for the winner."

Zhao Yiming muttered to himself: "This is simply the most idiotic behavior. Of course, you can do anything in a war. What does this count as? Is it a child's play?"

Although he thought so in his heart, he showed an expression of approval on his face, and said with a thumbs up: "This is the hard truth. Heroes should be like this."

The elite led by Xue Mingyang had already fought with the black knife team. Originally, his kung fu was a little worse than Yue Biao, but when he left, Zhao Yiming secretly stuffed him with a violent pill.

At this time, he roared angrily and swallowed the pill. He felt an explosive force burning in his body, and then suddenly chopped a knife, which was very powerful.

Yue Biao was startled and waved his hand upward to block, but he didn't expect that he couldn't block it. The opponent's knife pressed down his knife and cut his shoulder.

Xue Mingyang's eyes were red, and he waved the steel knife in his hand frantically. There was no trick at all. It can also be called the chaotic cloak knife method.

Each knife was full of power, just like forging iron, and the opponent was chopped with sparks. In the end, the two knives broke at the same time. The two people stabbed each other with the broken knives, and died together.

Li Tong suddenly shouted: "You bastards are cheating. There is no need to follow any rules with them. Let's kill them together and hack them to death."

Hao Junxiong shouted angrily: "You guys are really shameless. Since this is the case, there is nothing to say. Brothers, fight them."

The two sides soon fought together. Although the sand bandits had the advantage in numbers, everyone in the Zai tribe was a good fighter. For a while, no one could do anything to the other side.

Zhao Yiming suppressed his cultivation, showing only the first level of master, and also used hidden weapons in kung fu, and various hidden weapons flew out one after another.

He was like a hidden weapon fortress, shooting out more than a dozen flying knives in the blink of an eye, each of which took a person's life.

Then he flipped his hand, and there were dozens of javelins, which he threw out with force. This time the target was the alpacas. After the alpacas fell, the people behind them would naturally not be spared.

Bai Xiaosheng followed him, with a long sword in his hand. He saw him waving it casually, and a half-foot-long sword energy was sprayed from the long sword, leaving no grass wherever he went.

Hao Junxiong's weapon was a pair of steel forks. He could be said to be able to handle it alone. The two forks kept waving, and one opponent after another fell down.

Wei Ming waved a large golden ring knife, and each knife was also powerful and heavy. The opponent was cut in half by him, and kept wailing on the ground.

Although they showed strong strength, it could not change the situation where they were at an absolute disadvantage in numbers. After fighting for another half an hour, only seven or eight people were left.

These sand bandits had been notified in advance, and they all avoided Zhao Yiming during the battle, fearing that they would accidentally hurt him. They would cry to death if they did that!

Zhao Yiming said to the remaining few people: "My master once made a kind of elixir. After taking it, your skills will increase tenfold, but you will die. You can decide whether to take it or not."

A strong man said loudly: "What else can you think about? Give us the elixir quickly. Even if you die, you must drag them down with you."

Zhao Yiming gave each of them a elixir. After these people took the elixir, their aura rose sharply, and then they were like tigers coming down the mountain, killing people as easily as cutting melons and vegetables.

The sudden outburst of these guys can be said to have scared everyone, and they did not disappoint everyone. In this short period of time, they killed all the sand bandits around.

When the last sand bandit fell, these people all bled from all seven orifices, and then they collapsed to the ground one by one, turning into cold corpses.

Now there are only seven people left in the entire county. Everyone stared at each other, then rushed towards each other shouting.