Volume 1 If Life Is Just Like the First Meeting Volume 2 The Wind Rises and the Sky Cold Chapter 354 Signs of Bone Sacrifice! (First Update)

The sound of war drums resounded across the sky and the earth, and even the thick green mist above Lost Sky began to roll more violently at this moment, as if the fight among the strong inside had come to an end.

Outside the battlefield, Su Ming's hundreds of people heard the war drums coming from Tianlan City. The passionate drums contained strong penetrating power, echoing on the battlefield and lingering in the ears of Su Ming and the hundreds of people. []

"Those who follow me will be strong if they survive a hundred battles!" Su Ming's low roar before merged with the sound of the drum, turning the will of these hundreds of people into an indomitable motivation. At this moment, they , forgetting life and death, they only had Su Ming in their eyes, only his figure walking forward.

When this figure is there, the will is there, when the figure exists, the momentum exists!

At this moment, they were under the spotlight. More and more people in the barbarian tribe looked at them. Even the indifferent Tian Lanyou looked at them coldly.

This is even more true in Tianlan City.

The performance of this team has now reached its peak. Su Ming charged forward, accompanied by more than 300 people behind him, showing an iron-blooded momentum, like a ferocious dragon, like a roaring tiger, rushing to kill regardless of everything. .

When we meet on a narrow road, the brave prevails. Sometimes this sentence does not refer to one person, but to a group of people! For example, right now, the hundreds of people behind Su Ming are like this!

Their cultivation levels are uneven, but they have an aura of looking forward to death!

"Don't be afraid of death!" Yan Bo yelled, covered in blood. He looked ferocious and followed Su Ming behind him, fighting crazily.

Although the more than one hundred people from the Wu Clan are strong, no matter how strong they are, they are limited after all. If one of Su Ming's hundreds of people can't fight, then two, if two can't do it, then three!

If the three of them failed, then the most seriously injured person must have gritted his teeth and chose to self-destruct. The momentum of this self-destruction, the roar caused by it, and the tragedy caused were more heroic than those on the battlefield in other places.

Self-destruction requires courage. This kind of courage often goes beyond killing people or being killed. This kind of self-destruction requires struggle and real courage to do it.

Perhaps in many cases, many people do not have this courage, but on this battlefield, where even if they do not self-destruct, they may not survive, a real man would rather die than let his enemies be buried with him. !

The roaring sound reverberated, the sound of self-destruction continued to be heard, the grins before each face shattered, and the last words of life that came out when the body exploded, stimulating other people and stimulating everyone watching. The barbarians who followed them.

In this hand-to-hand war, with the roar of war drums, as the hundreds of barbarian people went crazy, and as Su Ming charged at the front, a large number of deaths occurred in the Wu clan!

Death was only one of them. What was more important was that the people of the Wu clan, for the first time, felt fear in their eyes when they looked at Su Ming and others. They could not help but be afraid, facing those pairs of crazy eyes, facing If they can't be killed directly, if the opponent is seriously injured, they will rush towards and self-destruct at all costs. How can they... not be afraid!

Su Ming's fight was even more brutal. His right arm was numb, his chest was bleeding, his hair was messy, and a deep feeling of exhaustion continued to spread from his body.

However, his eyes are always bright, his left eye is still extremely cold, his right eye is also flashing with a strange red light, and his hair is dyed purple with blood, even at the end of the dusk, Still paying attention.

His speed reached the extreme, and while he was moving forward in a flash, under the madness of the followers behind him, the more than a hundred witch clan finally collapsed after most of them were killed or injured!

That's a mental breakdown, that's a signal to retreat!

The remaining thirty or so people from the Witch Clan, including the two hunters within them, unanimously chose to retreat, choosing to gather with the second wave of warriors who were daring to come behind them.

They are afraid!

The barbarians also paid a heavy price. Except for those who had fled before, there were only more than a hundred followers behind Su Ming at this moment.

Of these more than a hundred people, not one of them is not stained with blood, not one of them is not blood-stained eyes, not one of them is not... a hero!

When the thirty or so people from the Wu Clan quickly retreated, Su Ming gasped for breath, raised his head suddenly, and suddenly took a big step forward with his right foot. This step left him in place. His afterimage, but his body seems to have penetrated the void. You can clearly see the void not far away from the more than thirty witch clans who retreated. Suddenly, a piece of blood mist appeared, which was almost the blood mist. The moment he suddenly appeared, Su Ming's figure stood beside the two Witch Clan hunters in a state of distortion.

Su Ming's appearance was extremely strange. After his appearance, his legs were visibly bloody and bloody. The blood mist before was caused by Su Ming's rear part exploding due to his body being unable to withstand such speeds many times.

With his appearance, a strong wind was stirred up, carrying the desolation of the earth, and headed straight towards the two Witch Hunters. Amidst the roar and vibration, one of the Witch Hunters was unprepared and his body shook. Waiting for him , the world in front of him was spinning, because his head was chopped off by Su Ming's palm.

This Witch Clan hunter shouldn't be so fragile, but he was already broken in the previous battle, and now he could see reinforcements coming as he was escaping. This break, the moment he relaxed, and Su Ming's speed were really... Too fast, and it’s a desperate situation.

But he was a hunter of the Witch Clan after all. Almost at the moment when his head was torn off by Su Ming, his body suddenly exploded. It was clear that he chose to self-destruct at the moment of death.

This kind of hunter's self-destruction is almost crazy, because besides Su Ming, there are other people from the Witch Clan around him. Su Ming is the first to bear the brunt. The moment he is hit by the power of self-destruction, at this critical moment, he He didn't know if it was an illusion, but at that moment, he felt that the sacrificial bone from the ancestor of Hanshan in his body melted a little bit...

But it only melted a little. Su Ming didn't have time to think too much. His speed expanded again, his body retreated quickly, and disappeared in an instant. When he appeared, he was already in front of the more than a hundred barbarians.

Almost at the same moment when he appeared, the roaring sound was earth-shattering. The self-destruction of the witch hunter had a huge impact, making many witches around him unable to dodge. The screams echoed, killing and injuring more than ten people.

Blood spilled from the corner of Su Ming's mouth, and he staggered, spitting out a large mouthful of blood. His face turned pale, and the world in front of him became blurry. It was not until he gritted his teeth that he persisted.

His heart was beating loudly, and the feeling that existed before made his eyes sparkle. At this moment, he was sure that at that moment, the bone in his body had indeed melted!

He stood there, looking ahead. Behind him were more than a hundred barbarians following him. In front of him were the first wave of witches who had killed most of them, and the second wave of witches who were coming quickly. .

"Hunter Su Ming!!"

"Hunter Su Ming!!" Among the more than a hundred people behind Su Ming, no one knew who shouted first. Then, almost everyone roared loudly, with fanaticism in their eyes. They saw Su Ming's last move was when he saw the human head in Su Ming's hand!

Zhou De in the Southern War Zone took a deep breath and smiled. He saw Su Ming's last move and heard the crazy roar of more than a hundred people behind Su Ming.

Tian Lanmeng stared blankly at the light curtain in front of him, at a certain figure inside, at the bloody clothes all over his body, at the bloody flesh and blood in many places on his body, biting his lower lip, not knowing what he was thinking.

As for the northern war zone, the old man who was counting with his fingers was also moving around at this moment.

Only Tian Lanyou frowned, her expression still cold.

In the direction of Tianlan City, the sound of war drums became more and more exciting. The old men on the city wall were silent at this moment, staring at Su Ming's position.

In Tianlan City, the three people sitting cross-legged and meditating in the beads floating on the huge cylinder also fell into silence.

What they saw was not Su Ming's cultivation. In their eyes, Su Ming's cultivation was very weak and vulnerable. What they saw was the will surrounding more than a hundred people at this moment. This will was based on Su Ming's strength. The leader was brought by him.

What they saw was the decisiveness, tenacity, and courage that existed in Su Ming!

Su Ming handed the head in his hand to Zi Che behind him. He was breathing heavily. At this moment, the second wave of Wu clan warriors were already less than a thousand feet away. The distance of a thousand feet would soon be approaching.

Behind him, the more than a hundred people were already exhausted. They had been fighting for a whole day or even longer. Compared with this group of witches who had been resting all the time, they were at a disadvantage.

He could safely imagine that when the second wave of Witch Clan people rushed in, not many of his companions would be able to survive...

Especially, this is only the second wave, there is still a third wave...and those more than ten hundred-foot ferocious beasts, and those...thousand-foot-long sub-holy beasts!

"The performance is over! Zi Che, Yan Bo, lead them back to the southern war zone!" Su Ming suddenly spoke with a decisive look on his face.

Zi Che was stunned, and Yan Bo immediately looked at Su Ming.

"But sir, where is Zhou Shuai..."

"Back off!" Su Ming glanced at Yan Bo.

Seeing Su Ming's gaze, Yan Bo nodded silently. He gritted his teeth and without his instructions, all the more than a hundred people heard Su Ming's words.

"I want you to live. Now, retreat! Zi Che, you retreat too. This is the order of Ninth Peak!"

Zi Che gritted his teeth and nodded.

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