Chapter 1573 Are These Your Last Words?

Craigavon, who disguised himself as hiding in the mission, was...the most beloved youngest son of the second elder of the Redstone Clan!

It is no exaggeration to say that his status in the Redstone Clan is at least one level higher than his own!

But now, Edgeward could only stand there blankly, looking at the dead body.

"You actually killed Craigavon!"

Edgeward's eyes were red, and at this moment his breath was so disordered that it was almost crazy.

"So what if I kill it."

Mu Fan flicked his palm casually, looked calmly, and the cold voice from under the visor came out: "Let's... continue talking."

Edgeward's whole body trembled, he raised his head suddenly and roared, "Redstone Guard, kill him!"

"Black Aqua Guard, execute together!" Kemuler staggered to his feet, his panting voice revealing the ultimate murderous intent.

hum!

A crossbow arrow and a bone spear flew out instantly.

The Heishui warrior with a rattan stick strode forward like a wild beast.

However, at the same time, a powerful roar like a lion suddenly burst out behind Mu Fan.

"White Armor -- Throwing Axe!"

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.

A sharp whistling sound suddenly came from the mid-air behind him.

Just in front of Mu Fan who was walking indifferently, at this moment hundreds of throwing axes whizzed towards them instantly, slashing fiercely into the bodies of the missionary soldiers.

Those flying axes had astonishing strength, as long as they struck, the human body would be split apart as if beheaded by a giant blade.

In one breath, only one-third of the guard group of nearly eighty people remained.

Bloody everywhere.

Edgeward and Kemmler looked at the tent of stars in horror.

At this time, Isaiah, the patriarch of the Baijia clan, was standing outside the big tent holding his bone hammer, with a ferocious smile on his face.

"I am a white-armored warrior, how can I let my friends fight alone?"

"Since you are talking about the second round, let's talk about it! Hahahaha!"

Isaiah laughed heartily and didn't even care that the wound burst and a lot of blood flowed out.

It's so refreshing.

He actually killed the son of the second elder of the Redstone Clan on the spot.

It literally made him feel better from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

Only in this way can the damn Redstone Clan feel the pain.

After the first round of sudden attacks by the Baijia tribe, most of the dead were the Redstone tribe crossbowmen and Udan spearmen who were caught off guard.

However, most of the rattan stick warriors of the Heishui clan swept away the flying axes with the strange parry of the long sticks in their hands.

The remaining 20 cane warriors in fish skin armor rushed towards Mu Fan unabated.

Mu Fan moved his eyes from the two elders to his eyes, and stood still.

The right arm was pulled back suddenly, and the two ends of the dark gold short stick suddenly bulged with green lights less than three centimeters, like sharp cones.

As the short stick disappeared for an instant, green raindrops floating in the air strangely appeared in front of Mu Fan.

The second stage of redemption——Thousands of strong rains!

Mu Fan faced the black water stick hand that was culled in front of him in an instant, and the arm that was pulled back to the limit was like a heavy crossbow that had been charged to the extreme, and suddenly popped out!

The body and arms disappeared instantly.

Wow!

In an instant, thousands of raindrops formed a terrifying storm, crashing through the crowd.

After ten meters.

A series of straight afterimages solidified, and Mu Fan, who kept one arm stretched forward, slowly raised his head.

Behind him, twenty-one bodies in rattan armor and holding rattan sticks were frozen in place at the same time.

Some maintained a running posture, some had bent legs as if they were about to jump in the next second, and some had just landed and were unloading...

As soon as the daze froze in the pupils, the vitality receded like a tide.

Bang, bang, bang, bang!

Within one breath, the heads of twenty-one Heishui stickmen exploded at the same time, and a total of twenty-one corpses riddled with holes collapsed to the ground.

Isaiah, who was just about to rescue again, couldn't hide the shock in his eyes.

Just at that moment...

He didn't see clearly at all!

"Alva, do you see clearly?"

Isaiah asked in shock.

The extremely masculine young man shook his head cautiously, "I can't catch it."

"Since the appearance of that armor, the trajectory of his force has completely changed. The force produced and the feedback to the environment are completely inconsistent."

It's hard to describe the complicated emotions in Alva's heart at this time.

That young man has brought unimaginable pressure to everyone since he appeared, and now even he has not seen clearly the process of clearing the lineup just now.

There was no crushing force that was extremely violent at the beginning.

At this time, he directly evolved from a berserk warrior to a combat master with superb martial arts skills.

This change made him feel even more uncomfortable.

The feeling that the treasure in his eyes was taken away by others made his uncomfortable chest feel tight.

But at Wang Nuonuo's side, little Enoch howled excitedly.

"Yes... it's this scene again!"

"That's the scene!"

The scene that pulled him back from the brink of death when he fell into despair reappeared.

The beauty of the combination of strength and skill made little fat Enoch's young heart so excited that he couldn't help himself, and he was even going crazy with excitement.

On the high wall of the tribe, some people leaned on the wall and stared blankly.

Everyone's mentality at this time is like watching a miracle.

Kemuler, who had just stood up straight, froze in place like a rock, and his eyes immediately became bloodshot.

"I, the Black Water Clan, have formed a life-and-death blood feud with you! Die for me!"

boom!

At this moment, Kemuler finally broke out his astonishing fighting power.

The black rattan stick was thrust heavily into the ground, and the ground within a radius of three meters instantly cracked.

Like a berserk ape, he instantly bounced into the air seven or eight meters high, and smashed down with a round swing of his long stick.

Mu Fan held the short stick across his forehead.

boom!

His feet sank nearly half a meter.

Then they stared brazenly under Kemmler's frightened and angry eyes.

"Is that all your last words?"

In the cold voice, Mu Fan withdrew his hands suddenly, and in less than a tenth of a second, he smashed out the doubled power through the short stick.

There was a loud bang.

Kemuler, who was holding the black rattan stick tightly with both hands, felt as if a wild elephant had hit him directly, and he could no longer control his body, and flew upside down into the sky amidst the loud noise.

Mu Fan looked up at Kemuler, who was blasted into the sky by his blow, and took a half-step forward, knees bent.

A layer of distorted air waves spread from the ground, and Mu Fan's figure distorted and disappeared in an instant.

At an altitude of ten meters, Kemuler, who was still flying up, suddenly opened his eyes.

Because he suddenly saw the figure that terrified him, and unexpectedly raised the short stick with both hands and appeared directly above it, and smashed it down!

Click!

Together with the black rattan stick and Kemmler's spine, they were broken by one blow.

Kemmler, with his protruding eyeballs, was violently smashed to the ground like a cannonball.

——Boom!

Blood mist exploded on the ground.

Half of the body of the first elder of the Heishui tribe was blasted to death, and he was directly embedded in the hard ground without making a sound.

In the huge flat open space, everything was silent at this moment.