Excitement always ends, and when it is over, it becomes worry. The sword of impermanence shouts very hard, but players have their own identities in reality and are the protagonists in their hearts, which are difficult to tame. This is also the reason why players are unorganized and undisciplined.

After the state was restored, it was Wuchang Jian's turn to come on stage. At this time, he did not nag anymore, like a leader who was urging Fang Qiu, his eyes were shining, his face turned red, and his expression was extremely excited.

"The people from the First Archery Team came over, separated, stood, distributed on both sides in a fan shape, remember their positions... We set out in half an hour to eliminate the Blade Blade Tribe. If the reconnaissance team discovered the indigenous warriors, everyone rushed forward and collectively used the Wilderness Elephant Power Fist. The collective attack has a power bonus effect, and each person will hit him no matter how awesome he is." Concise words, powerful gestures, and the aura of the tribe's "No. 1" seems to be a little stronger after a period of influencing the orders, and it is very powerful to command the world.

"It's so cool, no matter how cool it is, it's just a leader of a small tribe. Go outside and try it. Compare with that real master, you can't be lying down as a puppy." Tan Lang followed Wuchang Jian with a sideways and looked at him and slandered him a few more words. In fact, he was very nervous, afraid of encountering the pervert who would be in seconds with one move. But after a long time of observation, he was sure that the little boy was not in the crowd, and he dared to stand up.

In fact, the so-called formation of troops is not enough to be on the table. It is just that the Impermanent Sword thinks it looks good, so it is arranged like this.

If you are crowded with a large pile of people, it is obviously detrimental to the majesty. If you stand separately, you will be very imposing. Even if you really meet a master, you may still scare the enemy away.

"The upper left, upper right, lower right... all remember your position. If you don't remember it, don't blame me if you die later." Wuchang Jian alone commanded players of more than a hundred lengths, and he was not tired. After a while, the reconnaissance team took the lead in discovering the enemy player power, a team of more than a dozen players. The leader of this reconnaissance team is a player called "Supreme Force". He is quite knowledgeable. He did not alarm the enemy, so he sent someone back to report the news as soon as possible.

"I was lucky enough not to meet the indigenous master."

The Wuchang Sword was suddenly delighted in his heart. With a wave of his hand, more than 30 adults surrounded the combat power from the rear, and more than 70 other players were all storming from the front. Several male players who were good at fighting formed a cone battle formation in the middle. The Wuchang Sword was at the center, and the rest held a big axe and surrounded from the left and right. The momentum of driving tigers and wolves was quite like the power of the Axe Gang back then.

As soon as the group of people appeared, the highest force in front of them was staring widened, "I'm a stalker, what kind of fucking formation is this? How could it be so messy?!" There was such a bustling crowd. Wouldn't the enemy turn around and run away immediately when they saw it? Then there's nothing they can do to investigate.

Sure enough, the players in the Broken Blade Tribe opposite were not fools. As soon as the heads appeared in front of them, they turned around and started running.

"Fight. Get the sword fast and live up to the young man. Our players should sacrifice their lives and sprinkle their blood, kill, kill for me-" Wuchang Jian saw the enemy running away, and his confidence increased. He held up the heavy sword and shouted again, while the female players next to him were still throwing kisses at him.

The blood boiled again, and the horn sounded again - uh, there was no horn, only the players made strange screams of "Oh oh oh...", rushing towards the enemy like a tide, and the bloody battle between the two tribes officially kicked off.

After all, the deer was young and she was very excited when fighting so happily. The height of the half-year-old little loli was really tragic, and her vision was blocked by the people around her, but she was still excited and rushed up with a strange cry. The short axe tribe who had been frustrated for a whole day to gather together, with a burning fighting spirit and a murderous aura of burning the sky, and with a bold aura of "hiding me to die" towards the enemy formation that fled in a panic.

They looked fierce, but the actual effect was terrible. They were just a group of mobs who were chasing with their momentary courage. I didn’t think about it, everyone was a level 0 bachelor, and their speed was about the same. When would this chase and escape be stalemate?

"Two hundred and five!"

Seeing that the Wuchang Sword was still holding the heavy sword, "Oh" and chasing, the highest force couldn't help but curse, and shouted: "The people who hold the bow and arrow are all stupid. Are you guys in your hands used to stab people assholes? I aimed at me and shot arrows, and shot arrows..." His throat reminded the owner of the arrows running. There were still a few of the more than a hundred people who were good at it. They shot arrows from afar, and the players of the Broken Blade Tribe in front suddenly screamed.

"It's open?" Everyone was shocked and rushed forward with greater courage.

"There are ambushes, there are ambushes." "The people from the Short Axe Tribe are coming out!!" "There are too many people. Are you bullying us? Hurry up and ask for help." "Look at me through the cloud arrow..."

"call out--"

As the saying goes, the arrows through the clouds are always coming to meet. In the dense jungle ten miles away, the main camps of the two tribes are fighting fiercely, ambushing, ambushing, double-teaming, sneak attacks, and doing everything they can. But they are equally strong and no one can do anything to each other. When the two sides are in a stalemate, a whistle through the clouds suddenly spread sharply throughout the woods. The silent and vicious ambush tactics that were broken in the jungle battlefield all looked at the periphery in surprise.

"They call people, and we call people too." Someone shouted in the Axe Tribe.

Then he made another call to contact and was released with props.

"What's the situation?!" Both the Short Axe Tribe and the Broken Blade Tribe were shocked, and they didn't care about going to ambush anymore, and rushed to the location for help.

...

The team of the Broken Blade tribe who was running ahead suddenly screamed, shouting, and whistling sounded. Facing a group of pursuers who were like wolves and tigers, they were unable to organize a counterattack. Wuchang Sword led everyone forward quickly. He was fast and quickly met the four Broken Blade disciples. With a heavy iron sword in his hand, white light was emitted from the sword, and vitality was instilled, entangled with the four people.

The four of them were unable to escape and were dismembered by others who followed him.

After success after success, everyone's morale was immediately boosted. The sword of Wuchang was originally intended to show off, but he didn't expect to get a miraculous effect. He suddenly felt a little fluttering, and he raised his hands and feet and felt quite energetic.

However, just as everyone was extremely happy, a loud shout from the jungle in the distance suddenly made a loud shout, and everyone was shocked by the shock of the earth's eardrums. When they looked up, they saw a high-level body-tempered warrior wearing thick mineral skins running towards them. "The people from the Short Axe Tribe are not to be jealous of death. A group of mobs, come here."

Walking like the wind, making a move like lightning, slashing out with one sword, and the force is tremendous.

The sword energy flew, and the wind was roaring, and the snow danced all over the sky. In an instant, the cheerful players in front of him were immediately taken into account. The Wuchang Sword in front rushed too fast and was tragically killed by a sword.

"The enemy has a body tempering expert, run away."

The team of players who were full of morale just now immediately felt like they were lost and fled in panic.

The deer was huddled in the crowd and shouting excitedly, desperately trying to squeeze in front to release her skills, but she was hit by the player who suddenly returned to escape and fell to the ground, and her little butt almost fell in half. Then she didn't know which bastard it was, and the two pig's hooves stepped on her little hands accurately, which made her scream "ah" in pain:

"It hurts so much that my little beloved. Who doesn't have eyes? I didn't see me squatting down below, wuwu." Two shoe prints were printed on her white little hand. The tragic loli figure doesn't seem that good. Her height is so tragic that her vision is limited, and her attributes are not enough to exert her full strength. Why is it so difficult to beat a monster? At this moment, she wanted to cry.
Chapter completed!