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The fiery meteors that streaked across the sky were like brilliant fireworks, exploding on the battlefield with a loud roar. If he was to gather a group of people, no matter which side he hit, he would jump up and cheer loudly, constantly calculating the number of enemies he would kill. If he fell on the nearby empty ground, he would use the vulgar language used by the barbarians to curse incessantly.

They could only hit others, but not the warriors who were controlling the throwing machines. No matter what the outcome of the battle was, as long as they could survive and return, they would be able to reverse the battlefield.

He wiped the sweat from his face and looked at the cheering warrior. Suddenly, an indescribable force was injected into his heart. At least, at this moment, his heart was not lonely.

In order to regain their wealth, the barbarian soldiers tried their best to fight back against the others. Half of them were able to defend against the barbarians, but as more and more of the dispersed barbarian soldiers returned to the tribe, the situation on the peak became more and more critical.

This would be disastrous for the Horde Warriors. The number of Horde Warriors was less than the number of Wasteland Warriors, and the only thing stronger than the Wasteland Warriors was their individual combat power. The peak clearly knew that the accumulation of numbers to a certain extent could produce qualitative changes.

"What are you looking at, hurry up …" The man with a broken tooth, Ah Da, turned his head to look around and shouted at the broken tooth. He picked up a stone and smashed it on the broken tooth's butt, making him jump like a monkey, but his attention was not on the broken tooth's butt. His involuntary twitch was always seen as a hidden card, ready to break through the defense line at this moment.

A pile of corpses had fallen to the ground. The dire warriors were like mad lone wolves that had crawled out from unexpected corners, attacking the thin line of defense one after another. The peak was not at the front line, and he knew that shooting fireballs to disrupt the barbarians was of even greater importance.

No one would be sad, no one would hesitate, they did not know if they were the ones to fall in the next moment, the desert warriors appeared endlessly in front of them, they slashed out their long spears with their fangs again and again, many warriors had already lost all their strength, their muscles were covered with wounds, but they were still persevering.

A flash of cold light passed by, and one of the dire warriors who had just broken through clutched his throat and fell down. The peak turned the spear around, and like a flying spear, it flew through the belly of one of the warriors outside. When he pulled out his fangs, a hoarse cry came out, and another dire warrior broke through the obstruction, swinging his fangs to cut down the fangs that were tugging at the rope.

The Fangs Blade's shape was fierce and rough, it was made from the single horn of the Fangs Beast. Every Fangs Blade was a battle experience between humans and Fangs Beasts, but what was precious was not the blade itself, but the contribution the warrior had gained from killing the ferocious Fangs Beast alone.

He only had one kind of tattoo, and the huge Fierce Tooth Beast had a vivid imprint on his skin. As he ran, the beast also came to life, this was a true warrior that killed the beast on his own, and only the blade in his hand was the true sharp blade of the Western Wilderness.

Seeing that the incisors were in danger, he dashed over ten meters away as if he was going to explode. The same fanged knife hacked down at the barbarian's neck, and with a loud bang, the fanged knife cut through his head like a nimble bird, easily blocking the long knife behind him.

"Tss tss..." A flash of sparks flew across the two fangs, the fangs quickly picked up the fangs knife, and with a twist of his hand, he slashed at the leg in front of him. However, he was sent flying by a kick and landed on the ground.

The Barren Warriors and the Cracked Fangs Ah Da were wrestling with each other. The Cracked Fangs Ah Da was less than a third of the Barren Warrior. Under that powerful and weird force, even though he was holding on tightly to his sword, he slid backwards on the sand, leaving two deep grooves.

"Ha …" At the moment of the two blades colliding, A-Da, who was a brave warrior of the tribe, twisted the blade of the knife and used the unloading force to send the huge force to the side. However, the barbarian warrior was harder to deal with than he thought, so he turned his hand and slashed at A-Da with lightning speed, striking towards him again, and the two blades clashed again.

All of a sudden, Ah Da's pupils contracted, and the knife of the grinning Wasteland Warrior hacked into the gap he had opened earlier. The sharp new Tusk Blade was different from the old Tusk Blade, it was sharper and tougher, and the collision between the two Tusk Blades changed in an instant...

Ah Da let go of his broken Fangs Blade and slowly fell to the ground, clutching his bleeding neck. He looked worriedly at the Fanged Warrior, who was shouting something loudly. The Fanged Warrior, whose hands were itching from the sight of the broken Fanged Blade, let out a smile at the last moment.

The serrated saber was like a poisonous snake's tongue as it flew towards the tribe warrior. The overturned fanged saber blocked the path of the saber, creating flickering sparks of fire, while the saber rolled like a lost bird before powerlessly falling down. The tribe warrior rushed towards the tribe warrior with a hideous sneer on his face, like a violent storm.

The huge blade howled and broke the distance between the two, sliding straight down to the peak of the mountain. The top heel rotated, moving to the side, and his hands came into contact with the big hand holding the blade.

Tightened muscles were as hard as rocks, and his arm, which was even thicker than his thigh, was like a pillar, causing his fingers to slip. The moment he lost his grip, the Savage Warrior realized that he was about to be hit by a powerful force, and thus, he could only squat down in time, as the force of the mountain had lifted his hair to his back.

The dire warriors were also proficient in close-combat, so their capturing of the mountain didn't succeed as usual. One of their legs shot out, and it ferociously kicked the mountain's arms. The mountain let out a groan, rolling like a rat on the ground, rubbing against the ground and plowing out deep ditches, falling six to seven meters away.

Six or seven meters against a Dragon and Tiger Warrior was not considered too far, in just two or three steps, the warrior had already reached the peak. With one step forward, the one meter long Fangs Blade was already slashing towards the peak, the peak could only roll out, and with every roll, his chest would throb as if he was suffocating.

However, the pain in his chest made it impossible for him to calmly aim at the target. He rolled over and over, dodging each and every fangs hack, and the Savage Warrior was also irritated. Seeing that the flaming meteor was still shooting out, he couldn't help but cross his legs and swing his fangs horizontally like he was pulling out a golf ball.

The sharp Tusk Blade made a deep cut on the dry sand, slicing straight towards Feng Hengshan. Feng Feiyun's heart tightened, and he finally pulled the trigger with his finger. Chapter error, point this report (registered free)

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