GBP Chapter 672 The Demon Spirit Comes to the Rescue Again
Chapter 672 The Demon Spirit Comes to the Rescue Again
In an instant, three people died in this big tent.
Many clan leaders stood up in panic, each holding a knife in their hands, always on guard against Xiao Tao who might suddenly attack and kill people.
The warriors of the Shuofeng tribe also rushed into the tent. Seeing the tragic deaths of Shuofeng Heyan and Shuofengci, they no longer cared about distinguishing right from wrong and drew their swords to slash at the other clan leaders.
The strength of these tribes is almost the same. Even if the chief of Shufeng tribe died, his death cannot be in vain. Naturally, the chiefs of other tribes must go to hell together. No one can have an easy life.
As for what will happen to the tribes behind them after they all die, that is a matter for the future and it is not their turn to worry about now.
The big tent instantly became a Shura field. Between life and death, the clan leaders abandoned their trust in each other and just wanted to kill the people around them and then rush out.
A fierce melee broke out in the not-so-spacious tent.
The evil spirit abandoned the dead Shuofeng and Yan, as well as Shuofengci and his son, drew out his steel knife, and with the mentality of "attack is the best defense", launched a fierce attack on the tribal chiefs closest to him.
The fight lasted for an unknown amount of time until Xiaotao and Wei'er killed the last enemy within five meters, then they stopped to catch their breath.
After all, they are women, and their physical fitness is still a little weak. Although they killed a lot of people in the battle tonight, they are inside the Shufeng tribe, and there are people from the Shufeng tribe everywhere outside. Even if they break out, it is hard to say whether they can survive.
Wei'er held two daggers horizontally in front of her body and protected Xiao Tao with half of her body, her eyes scanning the warriors of the Shuofeng tribe who were gradually approaching them.
They are under a lot of pressure, but the warriors of the Shuofeng tribe are also under great pressure.
Just by looking at the corpses on the ground, you can tell that these two women are definitely not good people.
“Umihila!!!”
A warrior suddenly shouted, and everyone seemed to be energized and rushed towards Xiaotao and Wei'er.
Xiao Tao was so exhausted that she couldn't even lift the knife, and her eyes were full of despair.
Wei'er took a deep breath and made up her mind to die in front of Xiaotao.
Both men were ready to face the moment of death, when a figure rushed out from behind the warriors like a bull and killed five or six people in a row.
The figure was covered in blood, looking like a bloody man, but one could vaguely tell from the clothes on him that it was the evil spirit.
The demon raised his hand and slashed a warrior to death, cutting off his neck and half of his shoulder.
The blade of the knife in his hand had already been bent.
"Demon spirit..."
Wei'er looked at the man who had saved her life several times, with a different kind of emotion in her eyes.
"How dare you, evil creatures, do this!"
The demon shouted, grabbed a scimitar, turned around and used the "Sweeping All Directions" move, chopping off four or five heads in a row.
These warriors of the Shufeng tribe had never seen such a monster that looked like a god descended from heaven.
Seeing their own people suffer heavy casualties, they became extremely confused.
"You bastards, come and attack your grandfather again!"
The evil spirit swung its sword randomly, and the warriors were unable to defend themselves, and three or five of them were killed by the evil spirit.
With fewer and fewer companions around them, these barbarians finally realized what kind of monster the demon spirit was.
They no longer dared to approach the evil spirit and they all retreated, allowing the evil spirit to come in front of Xiaotao and Wei'er.
Just like that night when they attacked the Governor's Mansion in Liangzhou and Xiaotao and Wei'er were surrounded, this man seemed to have descended from the sky and saved them from danger.
"Get out of my way, or I'll make a river of blood flow in your Shuofeng tribe!"
The demon stared at everyone, and the scimitar in his hand was thrown to the ground casually, and two chain copper claws appeared in his palm.
Under the overwhelming murderous aura of the evil spirits, these tribal warriors obediently made way for them.
The moment the road was cleared, Xiaotao and Wei'er discovered that the rest of the tent, which they could not see because their view was blocked by the warriors, was actually covered with corpses.
If nothing unexpected happens, most of these dead people were killed by evil spirits, which can also indirectly confirm where the blood of the evil spirits came from.
"Walk."
The demon spirit in front let out a low growl, and then walked out cautiously.
Xiao Tao and Wei'er retracted their gazes and followed the evil spirit carefully. Although they felt much more at ease, they still held their swords cautiously, ready to face an attack at any time.
The three of them got out of the encirclement and soon arrived at the door of the tent. The demon spirit took a look outside and his pupils suddenly dilated.
Outside the tent, countless people were gathered together. The warriors of the Shufeng tribe, holding sharp swords in their hands, surrounded the place tightly.
After Wei'er shifted her gaze outside, her pupils also trembled.
Afterwards, Wei'er thought for a while, protected Xiaotao in front of her, and faced the warriors of the Shufeng tribe who were gradually surrounding her from behind.
"It seems that this is not going to be easy!"
The demon spirit clenched the copper claws of the chain, feeling very regretful in his heart.
The original purpose of going undercover in the Western Regions was to pass on information.
If things go wrong, you might end up losing your life here.
It's really hard to keep up with the changes in plans.
After restraining his emotions, the demon spirit spoke in a high voice.
"The King has no worries!"
"Just watch me, Mo Lin, fight my way out and escort the Heavenly King out!"
"I have only one request. I will definitely open a way, but if I die or fall, the king must not look back."
"Leave quickly, take this army and prepare for battle, we must fight to the death with the Great Zhou army!"
The demon spirit took out a super small parchment scroll as if by magic.
This thing is the parchment scroll that Xiaotao used when she first came to the Western Regions and signed the covenant with the tribal leaders.
The above content is that whoever holds the parchment scroll will be in charge of the army. The person in charge of the army must be familiar with the military advisor. His status is similar to that of the Turkic general Daleha, or the Khitan god of war Sun Wanrong. The main point is that he must know military affairs.
The tribal chief who does not serve as a marshal will lead the troops to fight as a general and obey orders.
Now all seventeen clan leaders have died here, and the armies of various tribes have suffered heavy casualties. Xiao Tao can get some information and most likely take control of the army with this thing, and then directly counterattack the Shuofeng tribe.
Of course, with Xiaotao's intelligence, it is not difficult to guess that Wu Yanhao is committing genocide, and the Shufeng tribe will definitely not be able to escape. Maybe she doesn't even need to fight back, because Wu Yanhao has already destroyed this place.
Xiaotao figured it out and reached out to take the parchment scroll.
"I will never let you down, Merlin."
"I will avenge you."
"I will avenge Mr. Xi Ze."
"I will avenge Mr. Hu Hui."
"I will avenge Mr. Wu Hao."
"I will also avenge the other gentlemen and my fallen subordinates!"
The demon spirit nodded heavily and thought to himself, "You idiot, don't blame me. I'm leaving tonight."
He roared, swung his chain and copper claws, and grabbed the two men to death.
At the same time, outside the Shuofeng tribe, flames shot up into the sky.