Chapter 1640： Mask man

Chapter 1640 Mask Man

Watching Feng Hao standing in front of the Wuling clan, the Wuling clan leader reveals his inner killing intentions without any concealment.

What kind of situation is the human race and the witch spirit tribe? As the high level of the witch spirit tribe, he knows very well that the enmity between the two races is absolutely impossible to resolve, and in the end, it will develop to the point where you die.

However, if the human race appears so helpful, it is definitely not a good thing for the witch spirit race.

Therefore, you can only get rid of him before he has fully grown up,

However, it is easier said than done to get rid of a seventh-order person. At least, the Wuling can't find a person who can compete with the seventh-order person.

"Looks like that ..."

After closing my eyes and thinking for a long time, the person in charge of the Wuling clan seemed to decide what. He called in a strong man, and after giving him a command, he gave him a ring, which disappeared quickly into the city wall. on,

"God's body, hehe, let you live another day."

There was a bloodthirsty arc at the corner of his mouth. Although he was very angry, he had to suppress it, and then asked the fat fox on the side, "What now?"

Due to the defeat of the Wuling army and the silence of the high level, morale fell to the extreme. On the contrary, the human army on the high ground in the distance, the morale was almost boiling at this time, one by one shouting 'will win ', Faintly, Feng Hao has been regarded as the core of the army,

Many times, people need a support, a spiritual trust, especially on the battlefield. If there is no spiritual trust, the entire army will feel like it has no soul.

This is the same as the Terran Army that just came here. In the face of the Wuling Army, which is several times theirs, everyone is very embarrassed and do not know how to win.

Such a coalition force, even if it is a strong man with the level of Fenghao, Coldfield Forest, and Afterglow, in this situation, it will definitely defeat the war with the Wuling tribe.

It's a very simple truth, because they don't have a spiritual support and don't know how to win. This can actually be said that this army lacks soul.

However, Feng Hao's move is undoubtedly a light in the darkness. Invisiblely, Feng Hao has become the spiritual sustenance of the entire human race and the soul center of the coalition. It can be said that as long as Feng Hao is still, Human morale will not fall,

"Who else dares to fight me."

Feng Hao did not go deep into the Wuling army to kill the lost Wuling, and the cold and provocative voice came again from his mouth,

Although Wu Ling is not dead, it is no longer threatening. Even if Xie Yandong and others have the strength to kill him, he does not need to take that risk.

This is a 50,000 army. Even if he is arrogant, he does not think he can stand alone. If the army launches a comprehensive attack, he can only escape. Therefore, at this moment, he has been paying attention to the high-level Wuling clans on the city wall. , Ready to evacuate back,

His purpose has been achieved. Now the morale of the Terran Army is high. As long as he does not fall, the morale between the two sides will form a huge contrast. As long as he is there, the morale of the Wuling tribe will be suppressed, and he is like a magic barrier. , Suppress the momentum of the Wuling army,

However, there is no better way for the head of the Wuling clan to ask the fat fox,

"This person must be removed, otherwise, even if I win, it will be a terrible victory, at least half of the staff will be lost."

The fat fox made a judgment, but there was a touch of helplessness on the fat face, and then it reminded the head of the Wuling clan carefully, "If this person is not removed, it is best not to move the army. At this time, the army has no morale and fights It will suffer a great deal, and ... let him continue, the confidence in my Wuling army will also be a big blow, and it will not be overnight.

In a few words, the head of the Wuling tribe frowned tightly. He glanced around, his face even more gloomy.

Wu Ling is not an opponent, and these people are definitely not much better. He is unwilling to let all his generals be abandoned by others in this way. In that case, the Wuling tribe is really finished, and the strong men around them are lost. , The Witch Spirit tribe is no longer qualified to stand at the top,

"It seems that I can only invite that adult to come out ..."

It seemed that after considering it for a long time, he finally made a determination, and then, after commanding with the deputy around him, he hurriedly left the city wall,

Soon after, a young man followed him to the wall,

This witch spirit young man wears a grimace mask. Although the face under the mask cannot be seen, the youthful scent of his body is telling everyone that he is definitely not fifty years old.

The great sacred realm who is less than fifty, even if placed in the world of Penglai, is the basic character of the pride of heaven, but this person appears in the Wuling tribe, showing that his talent and identity are extraordinary,

"My lord, that's the man. He may be the vain body of the human race."

The head of the Wuling clan lowered his head, sweat was on his face, and he dared not look directly at the man with a mask. The respectful voice was spoken from his mouth, and everyone was shocked.

This man with a mask, they have never seen it, even the fat fox's eyes flashed a strange color,

Obviously, he had never seen this masked man before, as a warrior of the Wuling tribe,

However, with regard to the attitude of the head of the Wuling clan towards him, it is clear that this person has an extraordinary origin, and in this case, he was asked to come out, for fear that the strength is also extremely terrifying,

"Is the subject matter of the human **** of nothingness."

Under his face, a somewhat hoarse voice came out, which seemed to have a little interest,

"Yes, my lord, this person is from the Imperial Palace. In addition, he defeated our sixth-order initial Wuling in one hit. The strength should be above the peak of the sixth-order ..."

Standing next to the masked man, the head of the Wuling clan seemed to feel a strong pressure. The waist bars were not standing upright, and the sweat on the forehead was constantly flowing.

"Seventh-tier, can't think of that cowardly race, can still have such a strong man ..."

There seemed to be some emotion in the hoarse voice. After a pause, an extremely cold breath burst from his body, "Then let me end him."

"Master Lao has shot."

There was a look of surprise in the eyes of the person in charge of the Wuling clan. It didn't seem that the adult would shoot.

However, at this time, the man with the mask had already fallen down from the city wall like a leaf, like duckweed, did not bully the wind towards Fenghao with a little power,