507: The War Is Over! Lanling's Shocking Exploits!

The chief of the Mustang tribe is not the same as Constantine.

So, his daughter is not the same as Constantine's daughter.

Although Ninian is also good at martial arts, her main task is to be beautiful and famous, attracting the admiration of countless young heroes.

As for the daughter of the chief of the Yema tribe, her main task is to practice martial arts, the stronger the better.

Therefore, her martial arts are very strong, at least much stronger than Lan Ling at this time.

Originally, as the chief's daughter, especially as a woman, she shouldn't just rush to the front. But now, she has no choice.

Berserkers are incomparably precious in the wild horse tribe, and they are absolute ace killers. Every berserker is almost invincible with one against ten and one against dozens.

But now, this most elite and precious force is being massacred by Lan Ling.

Every time a berserker died, the daughter of the chief of the wild horse tribe would bleed from her heart.

She was wearing snakeskin armor and a helmet, like a black female leopard, she rushed over frantically, as fast as lightning.

"Whoosh, whoosh..." Lanling's arrows shot past like a torrential rain.

but……

Without exception, they were all blocked by her, and even pushed aside by the fierce energy on the surface of his body.

This is the helplessness of Lanling archery. When encountering a real strong man, the lethality of the bow and arrow will become very limited, because it will never be able to break through the defense.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

Lan Ling fired at her again, but they were all blocked!

The chief's daughter stared at Lan Ling with red eyes: "I must kill you monster!"

The distance between the two of them was only about a hundred meters, and this distance came in an instant for this woman.

Suo Mo was entangled by the chief of the Mustang tribe and three generals, unable to escape.

Du Yan was entangled by the son of the chief of the Yema tribe and could not escape. Of course, he wished Lan Ling would die, and it was impossible to come to rescue him.

Somo, anxious,

With a loud roar, he must save Lan Ling, no matter what the cost.

Then, his eyes instantly turned blood red, and dense scales grew rapidly all over his body.

I can't tell what kind of scales it is, it seems to be the pattern of marble, and it seems to be the texture of an unknown monster.

Not only that, his figure swelled suddenly, and suddenly became more than two meters tall.

Moreover, two sharp horns suddenly grew from the top of his head.

Suomo has completely turned into a huge and terrifying demon clan!

Constantine looked at this scene in astonishment, and sighed: "It's been so many years, Suo Mo has not been demonized for so many years. Now, in order to save his nephew, he is finally demonized again."

Suo Mo after being demonized is extremely terrifying!

He completely gave up his defense, exploded with the power of his blood, and attacked frantically.

He completely let the swords of the four opponents fall on him.

"Bang bang bang..."

The four masters of the wild horse tribe slashed Suo Mo frantically.

However, any inch of his body cut by the huge war knife was like cutting on a solid rock, bursting out a string of sparks, and Suomo remained unscathed.

This looks somewhat similar to a berserker, but after being demonized, Suomo's skin is much harder than a berserker.

The strength of the four masters of the wild horse tribe is astonishing. If it were a berserker, they would have been cut in two, but when they were cut on Suomo, they only left a faint mark.

"boom……"

Suddenly, the saber of a wild horse tribe general slashed on Suomo's back and shattered directly.

"Aww..." Suo Mo roared wildly, and the big sword in his hand slashed out like lightning.

The general of the wild horse tribe quickly dodged, but was swept into the air by a powerful force, and then was pressed to the ground alive, unable to move at all.

Then……

Suo Mo's great sword easily split him in half, causing blood and flesh to splatter.

After being demonized, Suo Mo, whether it is strength, speed, or defense, has been greatly increased.

Truly like a god of war in hell.

The four masters of the wild horse tribe besieged him alone, and they were evenly matched, but now they were at a disadvantage, not to mention he killed one of them.

"kill……"

With a loud roar, Suomo's fist was like lightning, and he smashed towards the second opponent.

Suddenly, another general of the Mustang tribe only felt a sharp pain in front of his eyes, he was so oppressed by Suomo's fist that he couldn't breathe, and his face was almost deformed.

Then, he raised the scimitar with both hands, slashed towards Suo Mo's fist, and blocked Suo Mo's fist with the scimitar.

"Bang..." A burst of sparks splashed, and the scimitar of the Mustang tribe shattered.

A huge force swept through his arm through the scimitar.

"Bang..." His arm couldn't bear the impact of such a strong force, it exploded directly, and blood spattered.

"Bang!" Next, Suo Mo's fist hit his head like lightning.

The head of the wild horse tribe, wearing a helmet, was blasted open like a watermelon, and he died completely.

Not only the chief of the Mustang tribe, but everyone around him was heartbroken.

This, is this still a human? This is completely like a demon god.

The chief broke out in cold sweat. He was very brave and fearless of death. He dared to rush forward in the face of any opponent.

But facing Suo Mo at this time, he was really timid.

This is the invincible killing god, this is the demon god of hell.

"Chief, go quickly..." the remaining master roared loudly, then grabbed the arm of the chief of the Mustang tribe and ran away frantically.

"It's not that easy to leave." Suo Mo shouted coldly, and slashed out with the big sword in his hand.

An astonishing blast of qi slammed into the general's back.

"puff……"

The body of the general of the Mustang tribe flew out like a straw, spurting blood wildly.

Two or three meters tall, Somo approached the chief of the wild horse tribe.

His goal is simple, to capture the chief of the Yema tribe and save Lanling's life.

Because the daughter of the chief of the Mustang tribe would definitely not dare to kill Lanling after seeing that her father's life and death were controlled by Suomo.

...

However……

The chief's daughter is too fast, she is too focused!

The distance of 100 meters came in an instant!

Moreover, she was so focused on killing Lan Ling that she didn't pay attention to anything around her, so she didn't know that her father was in crisis.

"Whoosh..." She rushed to Lan Ling like a black lightning, and the scimitar in her hand was like a crescent moon, slashing towards Lan Ling's neck at an astonishing speed.

At this time, there may be only one person who can save Lanling, and that is Constantine.

And he has no time to hesitate and think, because the time is too short, he can only do it instinctively.

So...he didn't make a move, he hated Lan Ling!

Why disgust?

Maybe the energy breath on his body, maybe it's because he's too handsome, maybe it's because he's too monstrous and outstanding.

According to the instinct in his heart, Constantine didn't want to save Lanling. Although the other party had made great contributions, he was still willing to see Lanling die.

Therefore, no one can save Lanling now.

And the martial arts of the daughter of the chief of the Yema tribe is unknown how many times that of Lanling.

"Shua..."

Her scimitar really swept across his neck like blood-colored lightning, almost to the extreme.

Lanling concentrated all his spiritual power to slow down the speed in the perceived world, even if the time slowed down by ten or twenty times.

But this knife was still very fast, and the strong wind brought it made Lan Ling unable to open his eyes at all.

Lan Ling completely ignored this scimitar that could take his life at any time, and he stared closely into his opponent's eyes.

The chief's daughter's eyes were blood red at this time, and the proportion of the pupils in the eyes was still very large. The pupils seemed to be bottomless, full of endless murderous aura.

Lan Ling condensed all his spiritual power, like a needle, pierced into the opponent's eyes.

"Snapped!"

A mental attack!

This powerful mental force penetrated into her brain through her eyes and exploded.

"what……"

The daughter of the chief of the Mustang tribe let out a scream.

All she felt was a golden light flashing in front of her eyes, a sharp pain in her mind, and her mind went blank.

For a moment, her brain completely lost control of her body.

Lanling's mental power was a critical strike, and it worked in one blow.

Immediately afterwards, he discovered the tyranny of the daughter of the chief of the Mustang tribe, or the defying nature of the high-level demons.

Her brain has been temporarily blank, and she has completely lost control of her body. If it were a human being, it would have been completely paralyzed and fell to the ground.

But the daughter of the chief of the wild horse tribe in front of her, her body relied on muscle memory and fighting instinct to continue to attack.

However, whether it is speed or accuracy, they are much worse.

Lan Ling exhausted all his strength and quickly retreated.

However, his speed is still too slow.

The scimitar of the chief's daughter of the Mustang tribe easily cut his throat and his main artery, and almost cut off half of Lanling's neck.

Blood spurted out like a fountain.

"Xiaoling..." Seeing this scene, Suo Mo in the distance immediately filled his eyes with blood, let out a loud roar, and then punched the master beside the chief of the Mustang tribe, together with three berserkers, It was directly smashed into minced meat and smashed to pieces.

Then he seized the chief of the Mustang tribe with a snap and was about to tear him to pieces.

But... Lan Ling did not die.

The blood only shot out for less than a second.

Then, the cut wound on his neck healed quickly, and in just two seconds, he completely recovered.

If he hadn't used his mental power to attack violently, his entire head would have been cut off now, and he would never be able to recover, and would be killed directly!

After all, the daughter of Chief Mustang has a blank brain and lost control of her body. Although she is still astonishing, she poses a much smaller threat to Lan Ling.

Lan Ling quickly retreated.

"Swish, swish..." Then, he shot arrows at her crazily.

But... still useless.

With her fighting instinct and muscle memory, this woman was able to parry every arrow of Lan Ling.

The high-level demons are really against the sky!

...

In a few seconds!

The daughter of the chief of the Mustang tribe woke up, and she felt a splitting headache.

Looking at Lan Ling again, he was still safe and sound,

Unable to kill this monster!

This devil actually attacked himself with his eyes, and also attacked his brain.

This is a monster!

Then, she gritted her teeth, endured the severe pain in her brain, and was about to charge up and kill Lan Ling again.

But she soon discovered that her father was caught in the hands of a monster like a demon god, and he was in danger.

"Father..." She immediately gave up killing Lan Ling and rushed towards Suo Mo.

"Ning'er, don't come here, don't come here..." Seeing his daughter rushing towards Somo and trying to save himself, the chief of the Mustang Tribe couldn't help but roared desperately.

Then, he begged: "Suo Mo, you can kill me. But please let my daughter go, please!"

The daughter of the chief of the Mustang tribe quickly rushed to Suomo, slashing wildly at his body with a machete in her hand, rushing desperately to save her father.

Solmo let her slash and slash unharmed.

Look at the battlefield at this time!

The Mustang tribe suffered countless casualties, and the chief was captured, and several generals were all killed, so morale was extremely low, and the defeat was set.

Constantine shouted loudly: "Sormo, kill him and offer up his head!"

Why didn't he cut off the head of the chief of the Mustang tribe himself, because he thought highly of himself and felt that he would be the master of this thousand-mile land in the future, so other chiefs would be one level lower than him, and let his men go down and chop off the heads of the enemy chiefs Sending it up will further enhance his supremacy.

Somo didn't make a sound.

At this time, the daughter of Chief Mustang also calmed down, knowing that she could not hurt Suomo at all, nor could she save her father.

Immediately, she threw down the scimitar, fell to her knees, and cried, "Lord Suo Mo, I hurt your nephew. I am willing to pay for it with my death. I beg you to let my father go."

Then, she picked up the machete and slashed at her own neck.

She wanted to cut off her own head alive in exchange for her father's life.

"Don't..." The chief of the Mustang tribe let out a tearing roar with tears in his eyes.

"Dang!" The scimitar of the wild horse chief's daughter didn't cut off her own neck, but slashed on Suomo's arm, just like cutting on an extremely solid boulder.

Solmo saved the girl's life. He looked at the chief of the Mustang tribe, and then at his daughter.

"Saumo, did you hear that, I order you to kill him." Constantine said angrily.

"Alas..." Suo Mo sighed and said, "Go."

Then, he let go.

The chief of the wild horse tribe fell to the ground.

Constantine said angrily: "Suomo, how dare you disobey?"

Suo Mo said: "Chief, this is a battle for contention, not a battle for conquest. I don't think you should kill a chief like this."

The chief of the wild horse tribe burst into tears as he watched the battlefield full of desolation and countless tribe soldiers killed and injured.

He stood up, bowed to Suo Mo, then helped his daughter up, and ordered loudly: "Retreat!"

Immediately, the surviving Mustang tribe warriors rushed up quickly, protected the chief and his daughter in the middle, and then retreated quickly.

At this moment, the son of the chief of the Mustang tribe, who had already fought Du Yan for 300 rounds, clenched his steel teeth and let out a painful roar.

He was not willing to retreat like this, but he had to retreat.

So, he put away the scimitar, and said coldly to Du Yan: "One day, I will cut off your head myself."

After all, he turned back and was about to move closer to his father.

And at this time...

"Swipe..." Du Yan's sharp sword was as fast as lightning.

A critical attack of blood power!

In the 300 rounds of the battle, Du Yan didn't use the power of blood to strike violently. At this moment when the opponent turned around and retreated, he unexpectedly used the power of blood to strike violently. The power was extremely astonishing.

The young chief of the wild horse tribe tried his best to block.

"Ding..." His saber snapped.

"Shua..." Du Yan's sword easily severed his head.

The blood shot up into the sky, and the head of the young chief of the wild horse tribe flew directly into the air.

"You are despicable..." Before dying, he read three words out of his mouth.

"No..." Seeing the tragic death of his son, the chief of the Mustang tribe let out a miserable howl, blood spurted out of his mouth, and he completely passed out and fell to the ground!

Ninian looked at this scene, and said with fiery eyes, "Father, do you want to pursue and kill the wild horse tribe?"

Constantine calmed down at this moment, shook his head and said: "No, that will only benefit the Ankara tribe, let them beat you to death."

...

The battle was over, and it was over in less than half a day.

Constantine's Chimera tribe, a big victory!

Of the 10,000-strong army of the Mustang tribe, there were less than 4,000 left, covering the chief's hasty retreat.

The entire battlefield begins to clear!

Constantine then sent a deaf-mute team to the battlefield to count the victors.

The main thing is to count the enemy soldiers who were shot and killed by bows and arrows. As for those killed by swords, those people will cut off the right ear of the target themselves.

When the tribes are at war, everyone has special marks on their bows and arrows. Just looking at the corpses, it is clear at a glance who shot and killed.

After four full hours.

The battlefield is counted!

Constantine had been waiting for this result, because he had promised to marry his daughter Ninian to whoever would get the most head credit.

Of course, this is impossible, no matter whether it is Du Yan, Qiu Ju, or Yang Gu, there must be two people with the same military achievements in the end.

Now, he is curious about another number, that is Lanling's military exploits.

Because when the wild horse tribe charged up the wall of the village, he could see clearly that Lan Ling had carried out a massacre, at least shooting and killing hundreds of people.

However, his final head count should still be inferior to Du Yan's. Because he didn't shoot for a long time, he was stalked by the daughter of the chief of the Mustang tribe.

Of course, Du Yan was also entangled by the young chief of the Mustang tribe. But before, whether he killed by shooting or beheading with a sword, there were very many people.

Therefore, it shouldn't be a problem for Du Yan to surpass Lan Ling in the end.

After all, at the beginning, Lanling diffused towards the sky, and the hit rate was very low, and he couldn't kill many people.

So the trouble for Constantine now is to try to add meritorious deeds to Qiu Ju so that he is exactly the same as Du Yan.

In this way, his daughter does not have to really marry.

In the end, when the results of head count merit statistics were sent to Constantine, he was stunned!

The whole body was shaking, and the hands holding the animal skin roll were also trembling.

He stared at Lanling's meritorious deeds figures, his eyes burst open, and he could barely breathe.

No words can describe the shock in his heart at this moment!

This, how is this possible?

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