The Luckiest Man Chapter 322: This talent is great!
Sixty-four Wuyin tribes such as Henggangxiu were completely stunned in an instant.
Forefoot they can still crush each other with absolute advantage, this blink of an eye is completely crushed by the opponent in number!
226 to 64, 3.5 times the number gap is enough to make people desperate.
I Luli was stunned sitting on the eaves and shocked: "Where did they come from so many people?"
The dust on the top of the building is also a fascinating look, and the voice is lowered and exclaimed: "It’s beautiful! There are so many clan hidden, it is amazing! No wonder dare to declare war on the Wuyin clan. After this battle, his reputation will be Will rise, this talent is the only one!"
The servant who was half a position behind him sighed: "No wonder they dare to claim to be a prince. They actually have this heritage. It is really powerful. Master, what should we do next?"
"Let’s go," the mottled dust began to leave the crowd, and said: "Let’s go to the foggy gym."
The servant immediately followed up: "Okay."
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"No...this...this is impossible!" Henggangxiu's entire face was twisted: "You...where did you gather so many people from?!"
"Does this have anything to do with you?" Da Zhuang twisted his neck lightly, making a click sound, looking at the Henggang show in front of him, and then slowly spit out two words: "Kill it! "
"Kill!" "Kill!" "Kill!"
Huayang and others can say that during this time they hid in Tibet and were chased by the Wuyin clan like a mouse across the street. Hundreds of the Huangming clan were killed and captured as slaves. They were angry in their eyes. In my heart, I had suffocated the fire!
Now a miracle has been staged. His prince immediately attracted more than two hundred celebrities to join the battle, and the power of water!
Where can I hold back, waving the weapon first and rushed up!
It’s worth it even if you die today!
With Huayang taking the lead, no matter how strong the group of Huang Ming people are, don’t let them all rush up!
The opportunity for the rise of the Huang Ming clan is at hand.
If I don’t fight today, I am afraid that I will never have the opportunity to stand up in my life.
"Kill!"
Da Zhuang also rushed up with the crowd.
This is a battle of Liwei, a battle to be imposing.
After this battle, Hong Xiaofu will truly rise to the Sea of Broken Stars and be crowned king!
Two horses collided instantly!
Henggangxiu is the strongest among the Wuyin tribes, he was the first to be strong!
"Even if you want to let me die, you have to pay the price!" Henggangxiu blasted to the big man with a punch, and the big man couldn't avoid it.
"Boom!" The two of them strove for dozens of punches in a blink of an eye, and the strong and stable prevailed!
"You...where did you come from?!" Henggang show had found something wrong at this time.
The people in front of them are obviously not ordinary Huangming people.
They are more like regular soldiers! Whether it is the momentum, or the cooperation of the team, and even the kind of advanced experience in their combat, they are far from ordinary Huangming people.
When the Henggang show was catching the Huang Ming people as slaves, even if they met the warrior level of the other party, it would be successfully won in just a few rounds.
At this time, the people in front of you, attacking, killing, covering, cooperating, can be said to be impeccable!
The blood that everyone in the audience is watching is boiling.
This is a real large-scale team fight, which is far from usual.
"I'm sorry," Da Zhuang has taken the absolute upper hand at this time, taking advantage of Henggang's inattention, punching him in the heart!
Henggang Xiu suddenly spouted blood, and his face was completely white.
"You know too much." Da Zhuang looked at the Henggang show who had fallen completely in front of him, and smiled slightly.
Where did it come from?
I’m not afraid to tell you, brother, a Chinese soldier! You Huaxia soldiers who will never be able to compare!
With the death of the Henggang show, the battle behind is simple.
In fact, in this level of team battle, the fight is for the number of people and the fight is for the momentum.
Which side is more ambitious will win.
But in just ten minutes, the battle is completely over.
All 64 people in the Mist Gym were killed.
There is no way. They are faced with Chinese soldiers after all. No matter whether it is a single combat or a group combat, they are completely incomparable with the group of Da Zhuang.
There are 32 people injured in Da Zhuang and no one died.
The 26 authentic Huangming people led by Huayang were killed and 3 were injured.
"We... triumphed?" Hua Yang looked incredulous when he looked at the body of the Wuyin clan lying down.
Before he came, he was ready to die.
What are you afraid of? As long as you can strike a momentum, it's better than being a headed turtle and being taken away as a slave.
But he didn't expect that he won, and he can win!
It’s still a win to win!
"We won! Hahahahaha!"
"Win! Really great! Survival! Hahaha!"
"Long live! Long live!"
Huayang took a group of people to cheer and hug tightly together.
It's really not easy.
Since the Huangming tribe was annihilated, they have not been afraid of a day of inactivity. Now we have finally won a victory, although only 64 people were killed, but that is also a victory!
They all know how hard it is to come by!
"Clean the battlefield." Big Zhuang waved his hand, which led the team to start cleaning the battlefield.
It is convenient to start a clan war in the main city of Tumen, and then to clean the battlefield.
As long as the corpses are piled up, there will naturally be an official person to collect them, and then make a record and count the number of people, even if it is over.
This Kung Fu Zhao Ming is responsible for treating the wounded. Hua Yang and others have greatly increased their confidence in Hong Xiaofu. The 16-year-old girl suddenly saw tears in her eyes when she saw Hong Xiaofu, and then her mouth collapsed, wow. I cried!
"It's great! It's really great!" She walked to Hong Xiaofu with tears in her eyes, and said: "Woo woo... My name is Ye Xue, His Royal Highness, I will be yours in the future Oh, oooo..."
Hong Xiaofu: "?????"
Su Ying; "!!!"
What do you mean? Win to win, is it not good for you to come here and touch the porcelain? What is my person in the future?
"Cough," Hong Xiaofu said hurriedly: "Yuexue, right? If you have something to say, don’t touch the porcelain. Let’s just say nothing between us..."
"Hoooo, His Royal Highness," Ye Xue suddenly knelt to Hong Xiaofu on one knee, crying more fiercely this time: "I... my brother and sister-in-law were all taken away by the Mist Gymnasium. When you are slaves, can you save them, His Royal Highness?"
"Don’t worry," Hong Xiaofu froze at the moment, and asked: "What is the situation you say slowly, and of course you can save me."
Yue Xue listened to Hong Xiaofu saying he was going to save, and he immediately calmed down, and he began to talk to Hong Xiaofu.
It turned out that since the end of the genocide war, the Huangming clan was completely destroyed, and the Wuyin clan began to arrest the Huangming clan as slaves.
Slave markets have always existed in the main city of Tumen, and the slaves sold in it are almost all ethnic groups who have been annihilated.
Yue Xue originally fled here with her brother’s family, but unfortunately was found by the people in the Mist Gym. After the battle, a total of 126 people including her brother’s sister-in-law were arrested. Only Huayang took her and the other two People were able to escape because they were not there.
Later, Huayang took the three of them to hide in Tibet. Until today, they heard that Hong Xiaofu had a clash with Miwu Daoguan, and finally came to meet the teacher.
"It turns out that way," Hong Xiaofu touched his chin.
At this time, Da Zhuang overwhelmed the battlefield and came in and asked, "Little...His Royal Highness, what shall we do next? What is the next plan?"
According to the original plan, the next step is to go directly to the Mist Road Hall at the end of the team battle. Now that the Huang Ming people want to save, Hong Xiaofu will naturally be polite and nod directly: "Call Brother Chufei. Let’s go to the Misty Gym!”
Dazhuang: "Good!"
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In the mist hall.
A city in the second hall is chatting with a middle-aged man in his forties.
The middle-aged man is very stylish and sits in the throne.
A city sits in the vice.
There is no way, because the middle-aged man is the housekeeper of Fujiyin Shinjuku, the big steward of the Wuyin tribe in the main city area of Tumeng. His name is Miyamoto Hang.
Fujisaki Ninja is a mixed-level powerhouse, and is the general manager of the five to fifty blocks south of the main city of Tumen.
Forty percent of the protection fee collected by Mist Road Museum is to be handed over to Fujisaki Ninja every year.
So the status of Fujisaki Ninja's housekeeper Miyamoto can be imagined.
Of course, this is not enough for a city to be so careful.
Another reason is that this Miyamoto Airlines is also a master class master!
And still the warlord who is about to break to the city master level!
"Mr. Miyamoto," said one city with a pleased face, and said: "This time, Fujisaki Manager returned to the head of the clan, and I think it will be a big harvest."
"By borrowing a good word from Mr. Shi, I believe that big management will make everything go smoothly." Miyamoto held up the teacup and drank the smog Xinghai specialty Wuming tea~IndoMTL.com~ smiled: "This time finally Huang Ming The complete annihilation of the ethnic group is indeed a matter of great celebration. Now throughout the broken sea of stars, our Wuyin tribes are grasping and catching the remnants of the Huangming tribe, I wonder how the Guidaoguan is currently harvesting?"
"The harvest is still good," a city heard Gong Gonghang mentioned this, and immediately laughed, said: "This time the victory, our Wuyin clan can be described as rising with the water. Directly obtained the huge Huang Ming clan. Wealth is not to mention, it has advanced dozens of places on the race rankings. Now that the other races see us again, it can be described as frightened, this is the strength of our family today. Here is riding this Dongfeng, a total of 157 slaves were arrested, and several of them were very capable."
"That's good," Miyamoto said with a smile: "Oh, when I came today, I heard that I found a restaurant opened by the Huang Ming clan and have applied for a clan warfare book?"
"Yes," a city nodded and said: "Several Huangming people challenged us unknowingly. If I estimate it well, the battle should be over now. These Huangming people must have been We kill all."
He said here, a disciple disciples hurriedly knocked on the door and walked in. When he entered the door, he shouted: "A pavilion owner, it's not good! Our people... The whole army is annihilated. Over a hundred people, came to our gym!"