Chapter 70: Meizu Supreme Has Disappeared

Within the territory of a small clan.

The Xia Clan and the Meizu Clan set up a battle, with a big river as the boundary, and they looked at each other from a distance.

At this moment, the Meizu army, except for those masters, in the army, all the charms are just wrapped in a pair of shorts, so that the burly and strong black body is exposed.

In their claws, they all held large fishbone knives full of tooth marks, and crossed the river with fear in their eyes, looking at the Xia Clan camp.

"Something's wrong, what happened to those snakes?"

Meizu has ancestors, claws pointing in the direction of the Xia clan camp, standing in front of the formation, standing up, like a big snake that radiates blood and fierceness like pillars of optimism, and suppresses many innate charms.

"It's okay, it's just a group of half-step king snakes, and they're a bit bigger. Maybe it's where the Xia clan found foreign aid. Seeing that those snakes have a vain breath, their foundation is not strong, and their aura can't be restrained, they're not like the wise snake clan. No need to worry."

"Didn't we have foreign aid!"

Another ancestor of Meizu stretched out his claws and pointed to his own camp, and they encountered other half-step kings who were coerced by them along the way, as well as some innate ninth layers, and said with a grin.

"It's better to be careful, I always feel that something is wrong."

There is still an ancestor of Meizu who frowned, feeling uneasy.

Across the river.

Several Xia clan ancestors volleyed.

"Little girl, I'll hold you in line later, keep an eye on that old charmer, find the right time to release the fish, the little bastard, and the snake in the bag, and be sure to kill at least two of them with one blow."

"Everyone must cooperate well this time, cut the battlefield, and give Ling girl a chance!"

All the ancestors nodded.

For this battle, they are already very confident.

There are more than a dozen high-end foreign aids at a time, and they are still hidden in the dark and unknown to the charm.

At that time, under the raid, several Meizu kings will be killed.

The strength of the two sides has increased and decreased, and the gap has widened again.

The only one who needs them to be melancholy is the supreme one from Meizu.

Xia Yuan's half-crippled state, in this battlefield, still needs to be carried behind Meng Yi's back, moving at high speed, avoiding the first-hand raid after Meizu's supreme appearance, and preventing other charms from being forced to open the ban.

Xia Yuan can only make one shot, so in this chaotic battlefield, when he has not faced off against Meizu Supreme and lifted the ban, not only can he not help, but Meng Yi, the second master of the Xia clan, is needed. Always support.

He is an indispensable deterrent, but before Meizu Supreme fails to take action, he is a drag.

Compared with Xia Yuan who has only one choice.

Meizu's supreme choice is undoubtedly much more flexible.

It can choose not to go towards Xia Yuan at the moment of its appearance, but to directly attack the other kings of the Xia clan.

A king's ninth-level peak, the barbarian's top combat power attacked and killed, except for Meng Yi, who could barely block a few moves, and almost everyone else was killed instantly.

The peak of the ninth level of the king is incomparable with the ordinary king!

In the barbarian realm, only the ethnic group with the peak combat power of the ninth-level king is qualified to be ranked as a detached force on the fourth rank. Otherwise, no matter how many kings there are, they are only ordinary fourth rank.

That is to say, Xia and Meizu are special.

Otherwise, based on the strength of their two clans, it is impossible for them to be only in the third rank.

The Xia clan was seriously injured because of Xia Yuan, and the tiger clan was staring at him, so they had to pretend to be cowardly and secretly accumulate strength.

After the rank dropped, I didn't want to go up again.

And Meizu, they are purely outsiders, because of the particularity of their clan, they are not very interested in expanding their territory in the barbarian land.

His eyes were fixed on the Xia clan.

Wearing the hat of the third-rank power on his head no longer cares.

After all, in the barbarian realm, the forces below the fourth rank, as long as the high-end combat power of the ethnic group is qualified, and the surrounding ethnic groups have no opinion, they can give their own positioning.

But at the fourth grade,

That is to lay down enough territory, and a few transcendent ethnic groups nod to admit it, they can't call it arbitrarily, otherwise it will cause trouble.

And Meizu doesn't want to cause trouble.

They only see the Xia clan.

The horn of battle blew.

The two masters volleyed into place.

Over the river, they stared at each other.

"Xia Clan, come down! Don't worry, we will not destroy your race, but will train you well, take you to see higher scenery, and become stronger."

The ancestor of the Meizu leader glanced at the group of kings in the sky of the Xia clan.

When he saw Xia Yuan who was being carried on his back, a shocking wave broke out in his heart.

The current strength of the Xia clan has already surprised it, but with only three old acquaintances, it is not a big problem.

However, one of them was the ancestor of the Xia clan who was going to die.

He's still alive, it's a surprise!

Now it has been carried on the battlefield.

Didn't the Supreme go to determine his life and death?

Why did everyone come to the battlefield, but the supreme figure still disappeared?

Why did it go?

The second strongest of Meizu, feeling bad, a little flustered, his heart was cold, and his blood was cold.

However, it did not show any expression, but still persuaded with cold arrogance.

Supreme is not there, it has no bottom in its heart, so it did not choose to do it directly.

Behind it, those newly promoted juniors who did not participate in the war hundreds of years ago are okay, full of confidence, and there are many of them.

However, several of the charms who have also lived from that war to the present, recognized Xia Yuan, and their hearts began to feel cold, feeling bad.

Although their eyes are staring in front of them, their peripheral vision has already begun to glance around, trying to find the supreme figure and comfort their souls.

pity.

No matter how they glanced, the familiar figure never appeared.

"Humph! The Xia people can only live standing up, and there are those who die kneeling! Besides, let us descend, you are also worthy."

Tangshan came out to represent the Xia clan before the war.

Others glared at the group of Meizu kings, but their eyes were also flickering, always vigilant.

They did not choose to do it directly, but wanted to confirm Meizu's supreme position.

In this way, Meng Yi can directly face Xia Yuan on his back, which can reduce the loss of being raided.

Both sides have their own thoughts, but they are both waiting for the same figure to appear.

A mouth cannon unfolded between Tangshan and the second strongest player in Meizu.

They didn't deliberately lower their voices, but as if they were competing, the more they talked, the louder the sound was like thunder.

The army formations on both sides of the strait, led by the half-step invincible king, floated on the water with a crossbar per person, and were already preparing to cross the river!

As soon as the battle began in the sky, they launched a charge.

Their blood and fighting spirit rose with the sound of the war drums.

However, over time, they found that the rhythm was a little off.

What's going on in the sky?

The shouting and scolding of the ancestors on both sides drowned out the sound of the war drums.

But you are fighting!