I trained my sister to the eighth level of boxing

Chapter 2227 A Complete Trap

Tian Luohou saw that he was being held back by Thrall and was about to be overwhelmed by the Wuman army. However, there was always a way out. The fat blue man somehow escaped from Yun Zhongzi's hands, and wrapped Wuzhu Atuma in a quilt and carried him away. With a gust of wind, he knocked all the people in the yard and Thrall to the ground.

"Run!" Tiele relied on his strength to knock his opponent down and rushed into the house. He took out a scroll, threw it out and cast a spell, which actually imprisoned Yun Zhongzi who was chasing him.

Tianluohou was overjoyed. While the lamp spirit was blowing Sar over, he took the last two Shura men and escaped over the wall with Tiele.

Tiele shouted: "The uprising will start tonight! Once we get out, we will start it immediately--!"

Tianluohou was not a pushover, and he had some means to save his life, so he decisively ordered a rebellion. Tiele went to meet up with Yesu Anala, and told Anala that Sar was unreliable! He wanted to be the king himself! He was a traitor!
Tian Luohou was very excited at this time. Wuzhu had been successfully rescued, and the witch god would soon return to the world! He must take out the Horcrux immediately and summon the witch god to return.

The entire barbarian settlement was in chaos, and confusion began to spread. Many people heard news that was hard to tell whether it was true or false, such as rebellion and the kidnapping of Uju Atuma.

Tian Luohou had been planning for this day for a long time. He certainly believed what Tiele said, that the demon gods would rescue the Great Witch God and all the imprisoned Witch Gods in the Piaomiao Scroll. His Shura tribe and the rebels who had already colluded with each other immediately contacted each other. They saw that the demon gods that were captured by Lu Ziqing before really appeared again, flying around in the sky. The whole Wangjing was in chaos, and the Witch God would come soon!

Tianluohou and his priests took out the witch spirit device that they had hidden for a long time and prepared to start the sacrificial ceremony. Those barbarians who had surrendered to the Zhou people deserved to be sacrificed.

"Tonight, the bloodline of the witch god will awaken!" Tian Luohou used his own blood to initiate the sacrifice.

However, just as they launched the attack and before they had time to kill the sacrifice, they were surrounded by a large army. The Wuman army surrounded the rebels in various places and began to clear them out from house to house.

Tian Luohou was excited and expectant for a while, but then he calmed down again. No way, wasn't it agreed that most of the Wuman army were already under the control of Yesu Anala? And didn't they also say that everyone would kill the Zhou military supervisors in the army tonight and launch a war to attack the inner city?
At this moment, he saw Lu Zishu, and all his enthusiasm was instantly like a bucket of cold water poured over his head.

Lu Zishu appeared in the Wuman army as if he was strolling in the garden. Yesu Anala was right behind Lu Zishu, like a background wall.

Yesu Anala was very tall, 18 feet tall, so Lu Zishu only reached her thighs. But Yesu Anala's expression was extremely submissive.

"Master, there is actually no need to put so much effort into this." Ye Su Anala said carefully, "You can completely trust the Wuman Army. We will faithfully carry out orders and suppress the rebellion. Just one word from you, no evidence is needed, and I will tear off Tian Luohou's head."

Tian Luohou's pupils contracted. A trap, this is a trap from beginning to end! Only then did he see that Tiele had been captured by the Wuman Army, beaten half to death, and pushed over, lying on the ground. Tian Luohou gritted his teeth, didn't you say your sister listens to you? Idiot, you are being completely used, right?

He had quickly figured it out. The Great Zhou wanted to eradicate all the hidden rebellions, but it needed a reason. Wuzhu Atuma was the bait, Tiele was the fool being used, so Abdul...

Abdul was crying loudly in the palace at this time, and the people around him could not persuade him. No one knew what was wrong with His Royal Highness the Prince, why he suddenly started crying in the middle of the night.

Tian Luohou, who was surrounded by enemies, sadly realized the truth that there would be no demon god to save the witch god, it was just a story. But they were deceived by this story and took out the hidden Horcrux. The witch god they believed in could no longer be resurrected.

Moreover, Lu Zishu's words were particularly heartbreaking: "The harm of the witch god is like a poisonous weed. Tianluohou is just a dead weed on the surface. Even if you twist off his head, the roots are still there. As long as there is a hidden witch god soul weapon, as long as there is a believer, a totem, there will always be a threat. This threat is not to the Zhou people, but to you, Anara."

"The bloodline of the witch god must not be resurrected!" Yesu Anala understood and said firmly, "We barbarians must be our own masters! We will never bow to a tragic fate!"

Tian Luohou felt extremely frustrated at this moment. He simply couldn't believe that he had endured humiliation for so many years, but in fact he had been played around by the Zhou people.

But he did not regret it. He looked at Tiele lying on the ground with wounds all over his body and remembered the way Tiele challenged him in the training ground. That look was so ridiculous in the eyes of the young barbarians today, but in Tianluohou's eyes, he was a true barbarian warrior.

Tian Luohou laughed loudly, drew his sword, and rushed towards Anara.

The tall Anara raised the mace, and with a casual swing it was powerful. The shadow of the mace fell, and Tianluohou disappeared.

"So fast!" Anara knew that Tianluohou's speed was amazing, but she did not hesitate and swung the mace back and forth behind her. The military flag on her back had the same effect as the tribal totem, and it also had a lot of totem power, making her look like she had eyes in the back, so no matter how fast Tianluohou moved, she would be able to catch him.

Tianluohou had just dodged behind Anara when she saw the mace sweeping towards her with thunder. She had to give up the attack and swung her sword to block the mace that was hitting her like a wall. With a dull thud, Anara was surprised to find that although her mace hit Tianluohou, the other party was unscathed. Tianluohou was very short in front of her, but the power of the sword wind was not inferior to hers at all.

Anara sneered and showed her true ability. It seems that it is not so easy to twist off the opponent's head!

A fierce battle began between the old barbarian king and the new barbarian warriors. Although Anara was tall and brave, her fighting skills were obviously immature when facing Tian Luohou. Tian Luohou was not only as fast as lightning, but also good at spells. He soon saw that spells were Anara's weakness. When he showed his three heads and six arms and kept chanting spells, Anara was obviously at a disadvantage and fell into panic. A kind of blood suppression began to make her gradually feel weak. The witch god soul weapon in Tian Luohou's hand not only gave Tian Luohou strength, but also made the opponent feel as if he was facing the great witch god directly, and felt fear from the depths of his soul.