Chapter 870
The leader of the Yaksha picked up a thick weapon and stomped heavily on the deck of the ship.

"Go to war and destroy the enemy."

Hundreds of yakshas in the rear raised their weapons one after another and blasted against the wind, with bloodthirsty killing intent flashing in their eyes.

The Yasha family is sinister by nature and loves killing and blood. In order to cooperate with the Yasha leader's plan, they used bloody methods to obtain delicious human flesh and blood. Only then did they learn to hide and pretend to be pitiful, so as to win the favor of human beings. pity.

Only now did they reveal their hideous side.

Whether it is a dominatrix or a little yaksha, all their fangs are exposed, and they have changed into another appearance.

"Fatty, have you seen that some races are not worthy of sympathy at all. They and human beings are natural enemies, natural selection, survival of the fittest, no matter what, don't trust others' words easily."

"Because seeing isn't necessarily believing."

As Zhao Wushuang spoke, he raised his palm to the sky.

"Now, I use violence to subdue violence, blood to meet the killing, come out, Yaksha Legion."

White rays of light soared into the sky, and the discs of the formation were intertwined, and the rays of light burst out as they rotated.

The white light dissipated, followed by thick darkness like ink, standing in the center of the two boats, with slight ripples, a huge figure walked out from inside.

It was a Yaksha with a height of four or five meters.

Immediately afterwards, more Yakshas came out from the inside. They had killing intent and serious faces, as if they were soldiers who had experienced thousands of slaughters from the battlefield.

On the deck of the white ship, a thousand-strong Yaksha Legion was lined up neatly.

The fat man's eyes widened, his mouth was so wide open that he could stuff an egg, and the little loli was also stunned, unable to believe what happened before his eyes.

Yasha with fiery red hair stood at the front and said in a deep voice:
"What orders does Lord Mozun have?"

Zhao Wushuang pointed to the Yasha clan over there, and said expressionlessly:

"Go and kill all the Yashas over there."

Hearing the word Yasha, the fiery red-haired Yasha frowned, and after looking around, he found that the people over there belonged to the Yasha family.

"Yes."

he replied loudly.

The Yaksha army then turned around and headed to the other side under the leadership of the fiery red-haired Yaksha.

The yakshas over there were all stunned, they never thought that there would be people from the same clan coming out.

Some Yashas who didn't understand the situation even said that they could pull the other party over and fight against Zhao Wushuang together.

But the Yaksha leader standing in front could see clearly that the Yaksha army was summoned by Zhao Wushuang.

There was a storm in his heart.

"kill."

Following the fiery red-haired Yasha's order, a fierce battle broke out between the two sides immediately.

The Yaksha Legion came from the underworld and belonged to the orthodox Yaksha royal family. Both in terms of size and combat effectiveness, they were higher than the Yaksha branches scattered in the secret realm of ghosts and myths.

There is a saying among the demons that bloodline determines everything.

The Yaksha clan in the Mystery of Ghosts and Creatures can be regarded as a sparse bloodline branch at best, but the Yaksha army summoned by Zhao Wushuang is an out-and-out demon clan.

Although the Yaksha Legion has no outstanding high-level abilities, they have a strong sense of team combat, and they kill decisively, simply and neatly.

Soon, the corpses of yakshas floated on the face.

The blood stained the black boat red. The leader of the Yaksha and several strong men resisted the attack of the Yaksha army. He watched his people die one by one, but there was nothing he could do about it.

"Are my Yasha clan really going to die in this water?"

The leader of Yasha was extremely unwilling.

Only half a quarter of an hour passed, half of the Yaksha clan died, and after the Yaksha army was dispersed, they regrouped, like a devil coming out of hell, making the opponent despair.

The leader of the Yaksha was almost unable to hold on anymore. The Yaksha in front of him, whose hair was burning like a flame, was equal in strength to him, with invincible blood suppression.

It is miserable, but powerless to change the situation.

Fatty stood at the bow of the boat and looked at the scene of the race in front of him. Countless blood and broken branches came into view. He was not used to the usual violent temper.

Turning his head to look, Zhao Wushuang's eyes were extremely calm.

The little girl next to her stood up, holding the handle with her hand.

"It's so boring to sit here, I'll go and play too."

As the little Lolita spoke, she flew up and moved forward with her hands, a long purple whip lying between the two boats.

Little Loli stepped on her braids and landed on the deck of the opponent's ship.

A flash of electricity flashed, and more than a dozen Yaksha people screamed and fell into the sea.

Little Loli whipped and whipped, directly smashing a medium-sized black ship to pieces, its strength can be seen.

The battle was gradually coming to an end, because there were still some timid Yakshas who directly chose to surrender.

Now only the leader of the Yaksha and a few people are still fighting against the attack of the Yaksha Legion.

boom.

The leader of the Yaksha was blown away by the red-haired Yaksha and fell on the deck, unable to stand up.

Is he really going to die here?

The Yaksha leader closed his eyes in despair.

Suddenly, Zhao Wushuang raised his head and looked into the distance.

"Old monster, do you have any new discoveries?"

"Hehe, I have been paying attention to the movement over there. It seems that the person on the island can't help but want to make a move."

Zhao Wushuang had a conversation with Swallowing Demon Sage.

"Then let him come."

Zhao Wushuang said indifferently: "I destroyed his seven skeletal real bodies and took away his token. If he hasn't noticed it, I'm so disappointed."

Rumble.

The sound of exploding sky was heard from the small island, and countless flames shot out from the center of the small island and went straight to the sky.

Accompanied by an angry old voice.

"Where the evil animal dares to attack my clan, this king will let you die without a place to bury you."

The old voice came from far and near, and arrived in an instant.

A white-haired old man in a yellow robe appeared above the waters.

He is also a yaksha, but although his body is similar, his appearance is closer to that of a human being. He also has white hair and beard, and two eyebrows that fly forward and are also white.

The Yaksha leader opened his eyes and looked at the people in the sky.His hands couldn't help shaking.

He had seen this person on the murals before, he was the ancestor of the Yaksha clan in the Mystic Realm of Ghosts and Creatures, Taoist Baimei.

The ancestors appeared, and they were saved.

The leader of Yasha seized the opportunity and hurriedly redressed his grievances.

"Ancestor, you have finally come. You don't know that this human being is so deceitful and has driven our race to nowhere. Now he wants to kill us all. I implore the ancestors to suppress him and avenge the dead compatriots."

Taoist Baimei looked cold, and he said indifferently: "I'll give you a chance, and I'll capture you without a fight. I can consider not killing you so soon."

(End of this chapter)

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