Extreme martial arts

Chapter 153 Attack of the Pseudo-Ancient Clan

On the third day after Wutu beheaded twenty scouts, the entire Houtubu was awakened by a low and distant sound of animal horns, and all the young and middle-aged men in the village took up stone soldiers and climbed up the 500-meter-high wall , The women and children in the village are also rushing to make food and prepare combat supplies.

If it is said that in the first half month, Houtubu was a big pot of water, and the Pseudo-Gu people stationed outside were firewood, slowly boiling the pot of water, then this melodious horn sound was the last With a handful of firewood, boil the water in the cauldron thoroughly.

"Houtubu Erlang, the pseudo-ancient clan is here to invade, show your blood and bravery, and let these pseudo-ancient clan people know the real glory of the ancient legacy clan!" The old patriarch Kuishan changed his old attitude in the past, and today He abandoned his sackcloth and changed into an animal skin. He held a stone saber in his hand. He looked majestic. Even his stooped back straightened a bit, loudly cheering for all the clansmen.

"Houtu, Houtu..." All the Houtu tribesmen in the village shouted in unison, and the voices converged into one piece, echoing over the mountains and forests.

Trying to look back at the room, he found that there was still no movement. The shouts of his fellow clan members echoed in his ears, and his blood was boiling. Finally, he stomped his feet, took out a big lock, closed the door tightly, and then locked it. He picked up the stone soldier's spear and rushed to the main gate of the village.

From a distance, he could see the 500-meter-high stockade, full of figures, one by one raising stone soldiers and shouting loudly, their voices were majestic and heroic, which made people's blood boil.

boom!With a bang, the rock shattered under his feet, and he tried to lightly step on the wall made of giant wood with both feet, and then he jumped onto the wall, just above the gate of the village.

Looking at it again, the brothers in the hunting team were all around. As the most elite people in the whole village, they were arranged at the most important gate of the village.

"Brother Litu." The monkey looked lean and had a ruddy complexion at the moment. When he saw Litu, he immediately shouted excitedly, while the other members of the hunting team also shouted in unison when they discovered Litu's existence.

In the stockade, compared with other tribesmen, the people in the hunting team are closer. They have experienced the test of life and death, and honed the most sincere brotherhood between life and death. Now when they go to the battlefield, everyone bursts out. With infinite courage, because their backs are guarded by their brothers!

"Everyone get ready, this time we're going to beat up those pseudo-ancient bastards until they dare not come again." Trying to look at the lush bushes below, he said.

"Brother Qin Ming, if he comes, he and Brother Litu will definitely be able to sweep the battlefield, and lead us to charge back and forth among the enemy groups, which will stimulate our blood." Shi Jian was already tightly grasped by him.

Trying to be stunned, thinking of the silence in the room when he came here, he didn't know when Qin Ming would be able to leave the closed door. Immediately, he said with a smile: "Brother Ming is still in closed door, he will definitely come out and fight side by side with us. Let's kill first, and when he leaves the customs, we will charge forward together."

"Yes, the weakest people in the clan went to the front line in the early stage. It was just a test. In the end, the real strongmen collided. At that time, it was cool to kill." Monkey said excitedly.

woo... woo... woo...

The beast horn sounded again, becoming hasty and loud.

"Come on, brothers, prepare your weapons, we will wash our weapons with the blood of the enemy!" Li Tu raised the stone spear high and shouted loudly.

"Kill, kill, kill..." Everyone in the hunting team tried to raise their weapons high, shouting.

And the other people on the wall also let out the most bloody roar at this moment.

In the woods in the distance, smoke and dust billowed up and filled the sky. The trees kept falling down like waves, and even the thousand-meter-old trees kept collapsing, and the entire mountain forest fell into a boil.

As the distance drew closer, the ground seemed to begin to tremble rhythmically, and the black crowd gathered together, forming a black torrent, heading towards Shizhai with an unstoppable momentum.

Boom, boom, boom, boom...

The ground trembled, and the pseudo-ancient people who came from below formed a phalanx with uniform footsteps. Before the battle started, they wanted to overwhelm Hou Tubu in terms of momentum.

"Kill, kill, kill..." The endless crowd below suddenly stopped, and saw a pair of stone soldiers raised high, and the roars gathered together, surpassing the sound of thunder, instantly Suppress Houdobe's voice.

Trying to show a trace of worry in the corner of his eyes, in a battle, the first thing to compare is momentum. If two evenly matched sides fight, the side with stronger momentum will definitely defeat the weaker side.

But now, compared with the twenty pseudo-ancient tribes outside, Houtubu is far inferior in terms of number and top strength. If they lose in momentum, then this battle will not be fought at all. It will turn into a bloody massacre!

The same scene happened in the four directions of Shizhai. The crowd of twenty pseudo-ancient tribes was several times that of Houtubu. They gathered outside Shizhai. The darkness was like a vast ocean, but the visual impact was enough to shock people. The majestic cry with killing intent made people's hearts tremble even more.

"A group of native chickens and tile dogs dare to shout loudly and be presumptuous." At this moment, an angry voice sounded from the stone village, and four colors of light, black, gold, red, and earthy yellow, shot up into the sky. The circle of ripples rippled away in an instant, and when everyone was surprised, they stopped moving.

Holding a stone knife in his hand, Wu Tu soared into the sky, and the four-color pattern on his body shone brightly, like a round of sun, fell to the ground, disappeared instantly, and ran around the stone village.

In less than ten breaths, Wu Tu returned to Yuanli again, and the stone knife in his hand was dripping blood continuously, and the entire blade was dyed blood red.

"Broken." At this moment, an old voice suddenly sounded, and then four directions outside Shizhai simultaneously raised rays of light, a total of 24 rays, all with a powerful momentum, like 24 Changhong swords .

As soon as the stab came out, the whole space trembled violently, breaking Wu Tu's lock on this space.

Wuzong's power was instantly shattered by 24 Wuhuang's powers, and the space returned to normal.

bang bang bang...

The moment the space was restored, among the pseudo-ancient teams in Shizhai's four directions, the heads of the people standing in the front all fell off, and blood spurted out like a spring several meters high, but in less than ten breaths just now, They were all beheaded by Wutu.

The people of the Pseudo-Ancient Clan who were beheaded by Wutu in all directions added up to a total of thousands of people, thousands of people were killed instantly, and all of them were beheaded, and the blood fountain gushed out, the scene was extremely shocking.

There was silence in the crowd of the Pseudo-Ancient Clan, and everyone looked in horror at the row of headless corpses at the strongest side of the team. The fountain of blood spurted high, and a chill came out.

"Guardian of Wutu, it's really too powerful." Litu regained his composure, seeing that the Pseudo-Gu people were shocked by Wutu's blow, and immediately shouted: "Kill, kill, kill..."

Wu Tu frightened the people of the Pseudo-Gu tribe, and at the same time inspired the people of the Houtubu. At this moment, when the people of the Puppet-gu tribe were stunned, the Houtubu finally overwhelmed them in momentum.

"Wutu, you are so shameless." A voice came, with anger in it, it was far and near, making it difficult to figure out its location.

Wu Tu stepped a little under his feet, the patterns on his whole body flickered, he rose into the air, stood upright in the air, his black hair danced wildly, the stone knife in his hand was bright red, he smiled disdainfully, and said: "Luan Gu, don't think that I won't know it's you if you can't hide, If you refuse to accept it, you will come out to fight Lao Tzu and talk about it behind your back, do you think it is very shameful?"

"You..." The voice in the back was at a loss for words, turned into anger from embarrassment, and roared: "Attack."

As soon as the words fell, Wu Yangyang below no less than [-] puppet ancients began to scream and attack the wall with weapons in hand.

"Kill." With a ruddy complexion and bloodshot eyes, he raised a huge boulder weighing a thousand catties, aimed at a member of the pseudo-ancient clan who was using his strength to jump up on the wall of the village, and smashed it down.

That person from the Pseudo-Ancient Clan was very strong, he could go up dozens of meters every time he took off, but suddenly, he only felt the darkness on the top of his head. It hit the ground and became a mass of rotten meat.

The same scene happened in the four directions of Shizhai. Huge boulders were dropped from the 500-meter-high wall by the Houtu tribe. The accumulated power carried terrifying lethality.

Wu Tu floated in the air, seeing Wu Yangyang's pseudo-ancient people attacking the stone village like a swarm of ants below, but he was indifferent.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he saw tall machines being pushed out of the forest by the pseudo-ancient people.

These machines are made of giant wood and are 500 meters high. The bottom is driven by wooden carts, like moving fortresses, and at the back, there is a long wooden ladder connecting the top of the machine.

"No, if these huge machines are pushed to the wall of the village, then the people of the Pseudo-Gu clan can run unimpeded along the wooden ladder behind to the wall of the village." Turning around in the air, a transparent ripple was formed, and with a slash of the knife, the space in front of him trembled suddenly, and a transparent light of the knife was lightning and rushed towards a wooden tower.

boom!
The wooden tower that was moving forward was shattered with a bang, and the fallen huge wooden fragments killed and injured many people below.

After destroying a wooden pagoda, Wu Tu wanted to repeat the same trick, but just as the transparent sword light was swung out, five forces flew towards him, smashing the sword light violently.

"Wutu, with me waiting, you don't want to help your people." The person who was called to stop Luan Gu by Wutu said again.

"Shameless!" Wu Tu's beard was furious, but he didn't dare to make a move again. If the 24 Martial Emperors on the opposite side made a move, only a dozen or so Martial Sovereigns needed to be separated out to temporarily hold him back, and the remaining Martial Sovereigns would be able to Rush into the crowd, kill and kill.

Li Tu, who was throwing huge boulders down on the wall of the village, also saw the wooden tower slowly approaching in the distance, and saw the scene of Wu Tu breaking the wooden tower with a knife. He immediately understood that these wooden towers could not be close to the wall of the village.

Thinking about it, he picked up the huge boulder in his hand, spun quickly on the spot, roared, the boulder in his hand flew out, drew a parabola in the air, and hit a wooden tower accurately.

boom!With a bang, the 500-meter-high wooden tower collapsed in an instant. This sturdy scene boosted the morale of the fellow clansmen on the wall!

(End of this chapter)