In the midst of shock, he saw the strong man from the Bihai Tribe pulling up his bowstring again and firing an arrow, setting off a wild wolf that was wreaking havoc. Wei Ping held the aegis in his hand to resist, and his left arm was actually shaken to the point of numbness.

"My sons! Don't let them escape! Let's take these 50,000 thieves first to sacrifice to the clan leader and the heroes who died in battle!"

Weiping shouted anxiously: "Fight or retreat?"

He looked at each other with Xu You and Man Qianmei, and then looked at Qin Yichen, his eyes full of helplessness and annoyance.

Compared with them, the Bihai Relics not only have the right time and place, but the key point is that they are united and have unified command! On the other hand, they come from different forces. Weiping wants to command the magic soldiers of the Demon Suppression Pass, but no one cares about it at all. Likewise,

Yes, Qin Yichen wants to lead a wave of strong men to kill, but how many strong men from the Weiyang tribe will follow?

They wished that the divine ship would collide and kill everyone on the other side. They wished that those arrows would hit and kill all the strong men from other imperial clans! Moreover, Weiping, Man Qianmei, Xu You, and even Qin Yichen,

They all have a place in their respective forces, and even in terms of status, they are dissatisfied with each other.

But the Bihai relics are different. For them, whether they are the innate sword gods or the elders of the Shenyou Palace, they are all sworn enemies and must be killed! The most important thing is that their 50,000 strong men are in the Ming Dynasty, but they are

I don’t know how many ambushes the Bihai clan has hidden! The strong man from the Bihai clan drew his bone bow to full capacity again and stared at Weiping and Xuyou. Whoever wanted to rush up the canyon would be attacked by him! Looking around, there were 50,000 imperial clansmen.

The strong men are in chaos. In a battle of this scale, life is nothing. How many people die every moment.

Suddenly, Man Qianmei pulled a vine and pulled down a strong man from the Bihai Tribe directly from the canyon! Man Qianmei's demon eyes were filled with a strange light, like a flower blooming in her eyes.

, the voice was numb and soft: "Brother from the Bihai tribe, can you tell me how many strong men are guarding you here?"

The moment the strong man from the Bihai clan looked at him, his pupils were replaced by a flash of blood red, and he said foolishly: "No, less than thirty thousand."

"not good!"

When the strong man from the Bihai Tribe holding the bone bow saw this, his expression suddenly changed! Man Qianmei's smile was still so enchanting, like a peerless beauty in the dreams of countless creatures: "Then, why are you staying here?

?”

"For, for my clan's..." "Whoosh!"

"boom!"

I saw a terrifying arrow coming towards Man Qianmei, but it was blocked by Qin Yichen's sword. However, the power of the sword and arrow clash wreaked havoc in all directions, causing the strong man who was charmed by Man Qianmei to twitch all over.

The strange red light in her eyes disappeared, replaced by fear and resentment! And Man Qianmei's charming smile also disappeared, replaced by a touch of indifference, and even more disgust for waste.

"Hmph! If there are less than 30,000 people left, you dare to say that we will never come back!"

Man Qianmei yelled, and saw the cold face of the seemingly endlessly charming and soul-arousing witch, and the magic flowers around her tightened, directly crushing the strong man from the Bihai tribe who was called little brother just a moment ago.

Blood foam! And Wei Ping and Xu You also saw this kind of torture.

"Less than thirty thousand?

!”

"I've said it before, even your Bihai Clan leader died in Tianhe, and the rest of you are just like a mantis with his arms like a chariot!"

"kill!"

Wei Ping's divine eyes flickered and he suddenly stared at Qin Yichen: "General Feng, the biggest goal of you and me, including the imperial clans from all over the world, is to conquer the survivors of Bihai!"

"Thirty thousand remaining sinners, let's see who can kill more?"

Qin Yichen smiled faintly, and suddenly turned into a terrifying divine light, while above the canyon, the general of the Bihai Tribe put away his bone bow, full of anger.

"withdraw!"

His bone bow could only shoot one arrow at a time if he wanted to stop a strong man like Wei Ping, but now, Qin Yichen and the four of them rushed in together! In the deep sea, the Bihai tribe was extremely fast, and even faster

Two thousand strong men from the Bihai tribe were willing to die at the rear of the palace, holding a noble halberd, and came to kill Qin Yichen and the others! These strong men might not be able to withstand Qin Yichen's sword, but their bodies swelled, and the bursting blood swept away tens of thousands with their divine power.

Here! "General Lie, we must make sure these bandits never come back!"

"Hahaha...a group of thieves, no matter how many of you there are, each of you has your own plans. I, the 30,000 warriors of the Bihai Tribe, can kill you all!"

"Wait to be buried with us!"

At the same time, after Weiping chased him out for a moment, he was stunned. He had no choice but to fear that there was an ambush.

After all, the 30,000 strong men of the Bihai Clan are not foolproof. Even in terms of morale, the Bihai Clan is ready to die and has fierce fighting power! Looking at it, whether it is the Weiyang Clan, the Shenyou Palace, or the Demon Suppression Pass, there are many

The strong man was directly nailed to death by arrows in the cold deep sea, and some bones were directly broken into pieces.

The wreckage of the divine ship was shattered and in a mess, and many people looked horrified.

"Fifty thousand versus thirty thousand...what are you afraid of!?"

Weiping saw it and couldn't help but burst into laughter.

But some strong men from the Weiyang tribe hesitated to speak. Now, they have 50,000 strong men, but after this battle, their Weiyang tribe has less than 20,000 left! Many gods and demons hugged the bones of their companions and cried and roared.

, when Weiping saw this, he clenched his fists: "General Feng, Elder Xuyou, forget about it on weekdays, now that we really encounter the remnants of Bihai, we should work together to kill them!"

"If we let others know that our imperial clan coalition forces were scared away by these remnants, what would be the shame of you and me?"

Qin Yichen's eyes flashed like blades, and he suddenly shouted: "All armies of Zhenmo Pass, form an array!!!"

"Boom!"

One by one, the strong men of the Suppressing Demon Pass stood up. It has to be said that the Suppressing Demon Pass is a place where gods and demons confront each other, not a place of comfort for the clan. The military orders were like mountains, and the general shouted, and thousands of troops formed an array! "Bihai Clan,

I have no enmity with you, but a defeated bandit is a defeated bandit after all...You kill me because it is your skill, and I kill you only because my knife is sharper than yours!"

Man Qianmei supported the injured tribesman and frowned. Unexpectedly, this murderous witch became hesitant at this moment: "Do you really want to pursue me?"

"Thirty thousand against fifty thousand is not a crushing advantage. Moreover, these remnants have taken full advantage and ambushed them in advance. You...you have to think carefully!"

At this moment, Weiping was killing with ferocity. Other imperial clans could deal with it a little more perfunctorily, but their Weiyang clan was the clan of the Heavenly Concubine, and they were already intertwined with the Heavenly Emperor's Heavenly Court.

What's more, being ambushed by Bihai's surviving family, Weiping couldn't bear it if he didn't get his revenge! "If you're afraid, just leave."
Chapter completed!