Chapter 1622 Abnormal Battlefield

As soon as Yi Zewende's words fell, the huge wilderness was instantly silent.

"What do you mean?"

Someone spoke with difficulty.

At this moment, everyone felt something was wrong.

Because Yi Zewende clearly didn't even care about the death of the Redstone warriors, let alone the battle losses of other tribes.

"What do you mean? Hahaha, of course I invite you all to die."

Izerwind laughed out loud.

Hurrah, all the nearby warriors surrounded them, took out all the red stone crossbows, and aimed at the eight patriarchs.

Among them, the patriarchs of the two tribes of Heishui and Qingya were trembling with anger, staring at Izwende with devouring eyes, but the latter obviously didn't care.

"I advise everyone to accompany me to watch this good show. You will be the witnesses of the history of Man Shengxing."

Yi Zewende's face was expressionless, and his tone was so cold that people could only feel chills all over.

"Brave Ascendant?"

"That's right, it's the name of this planet." A cold smile floated on the corner of Izwende's mouth.

"who are you!?"

With a loud shout, the chief of the Cuiyue tribe rushed out with a roar.

He participated in this encirclement to seek a solid backing for his clansmen.

But now, what did he see?

A lunatic wants to annihilate his tribe's elite army.

This is absolutely unacceptable.

An afterimage flashed in front of their eyes, and everyone only saw that the place where Izwende was standing was heavily sunken, and then the whole person rolled up into the air, and his right leg drew a slash across 180 degrees in the air.

boom!

Last come first come.

The head of the Cuiyue tribe is half a head taller than Yi Zewende, reaching 195 centimeters, and the explosive power at the moment of sprinting is obviously not weak.

But at this moment, people only saw the sole of a foot slashed down like a battle axe, and landed heavily on the head of Cuiyue patriarch.

Click——

boom!

The head was shattered as if it had been hit hard with a mallet, and the remaining bones were instantly crushed into the chest cavity in the splash of blood plasma.

A dead body landed heavily.

The momentum of thunder.

Everything happens in just a split second.

The remaining seven patriarchs looked at the corpse with sad eyes.

"Look at it obediently, I don't want you to end up with him."

"Okay, let's drag it on."

After snapping their fingers, several soldiers stepped forward to drag the corpse away.

It's as if nothing happened.

However, the fighting on the battlefield continued.

"are you crazy?"

"What kind of medicine did Basil Laco take wrongly? Is he going to consume all his clansmen here?"

After cutting through a distance of a thousand meters, Alva looked at the large number of troops ahead who were not retreating and counterattacking.

In his impression, the fighting style of the Redstone Clan is not like this.

"Can you continue to rush?" Isaiah glanced around.

"able!"

"The Baijia tribe has no exhausted fighters!"

There was a burst of laughter, and these soldiers, who were even exhausted from killing, spoke out one after another.

"Then keep killing!"

So the Chongzhou Corps continued to charge and kill after a short period of stagnation.

At the same time, the battle at high altitude is going on faster.

Blood rained down one after another.

Evil Wing, the mechanical life dragon, had a crushing body when facing the flesh and blood creature, the blue bat.

In its eyes, the attack of the green bat was just a tickle, far less terrifying than those black wood cannon beasts.

It's just that the black wood cannon beasts were beheaded by Mu Fan.

The current Redstone Clan has lost the biggest reliance to restrain the evil wings.

With one claw smash, a blue bat was caught to pieces.

Mu Fan, who was wearing a dragonrider battle armor, was half lying on the dragon's back, and his brows could not help frowning slightly.

This battle...

He didn't understand.

Knowing that it was a certain death situation, but he was going to die like crazy.

A force of tens of thousands of people is definitely an epic scale on this primitive planet.

Based on what he has learned these days, he knows that battles with thousands of people are extremely rare.

Every tribe cherishes the number of its own people very much.

shouldn't...

The controller of the Redstone tribe shouldn't be so irrational.

Mu Fan always felt that something was wrong, but after careful consideration, he couldn't figure it out.

During Eyi's excited fight with those blue bats, Mu Fan raised the doubts in his heart to Hei, to be precise, he asked a warrior with a long experience...

Immortal Protoss, Mohanda!

A hoarse voice slowly sounded in my ears, "The more backward the civilization, the stronger the fighting instinct. This feeling should be to achieve some kind of higher goal, otherwise this kind of battle is meaningless."

"The planner of the war should be for a larger goal. This goal is attractive enough for him to fill the lives of countless people."

In the virtual space, the pair of dark green eyes under the cloak looked straight ahead, piercing through the fog in front of Mu Fan with just a few sentences.

Bigger goals! ?

A larger purpose that would cost so many tribes their lives...

What will it be!

Now the result of the war is in front of his eyes, only the last thin layer of veil is left, as long as he tears it, he can see clearly what the other party is doing.

Mu Fan already faintly felt some kind of uneasiness, it was his keen intuition faintly reminding himself.

The killing will continue.

It's just that the speed needs to be improved.

Lifting the curved light sickle blade upside down, the palms were clenched tightly, the eyes were filled with psionic energy, and the clear breath enveloped the brain.

【Absolutely calm】.

"Evil Wing, look for the opponent's command center."

hold head high! ~

An imposing roar resounded through the sky.

Obtaining Mu Fan's order, Evil Wing flapped its huge wings, and stopped fighting with these blue bats that surrounded it from all directions. The lantern's big eyes looked straight into the distance, and the airflow on both sides suddenly became violent.

The biting wind was smashed, and his figure was like an arrow.

A straight blood path began to emerge in midair.

Those blue bat fighters seemed to have sensed something was wrong, and began frantically flocking to the front of the evil wing charge.

ground.

Alva and Isaiah looked up during the interval between the killings.

"Mu Fan rushed forward, did he find something?"

"We broke through the past and supported him."

In just two or three seconds, the two made a decision.

Mu Fan rushed to the rear of the camp alone, even with that terrifying giant dragon, they couldn't let Mu Fan go to danger alone.

The two of them withdrew their eyes and looked forward again. With another loud roar, the rushing boat troops pierced forward heavily like an arrow.

"kill!"

...

The fighting continued.

The vanguard army with the three major tribes of Hongshi, Heishui, and Qingya as the core finally couldn't withstand the heavy casualties.

Facing the tireless, invulnerable, and amazing white-armored warriors, they were completely terrified.

Therefore, once a rout occurs, it is like a burst of water that cannot be contained.

The broken soldiers collided with the reinforcements from the rear, and the number of casualties rose further.

Several patriarchs on the high platform gritted their teeth and their eyes were bloodshot.

Just now, the patriarch of a small tribe, the Sulfur Clan, was shot dead by a poisoned red stone arrow.

They have 6 left...