"Return everything back" Although Mo Wenjian, the leader of the Tailed Clan, immediately issued an order to retreat, the effect was minimal.
The fighting power of the Indian female warriors cannot be underestimated, not to mention that this opportunity was obtained at the cost of the lives of five hundred sisters.
Zhang Mei personally took action, leading two thousand of the most elite Indian female warriors, with the help of the ancient heavenly formation.
With his control and strength, he shuttled back and forth in the formation, spears rising one after another.
In the blink of an eye, nearly a thousand hundred-dimensional sages of the tailed tribe were killed.
This is already a quite large number.
For a large tribe like the Tailed Clan, the total number of hundred-dimensional masters with real combat effectiveness is only 3,000 to 5,000.
Now such a heavy loss occurred in just the blink of an eye, which made Mo Wenjian heartbroken.
Even the reincarnation elder of the tailed tribe who was hiding in the dark was heartbroken and could hardly help but take action.
Including the Tailed tribesmen who were killed by exploding grass seeds before, the number of Tailed tribesmen’s casualties now exceeds 2,000.
The losses were many times greater than those of the Indians.
Only then did Mo Wenjian understand why the Indians put the weak archers in the first row.
"These Indian girls don't seem so stupid."
Mo Wenjian snorted coldly.
Looking at the huge losses in front of him, he couldn't sit still and said, "But what's the use of these little tricks?
They just delay the time."
But in the face of real strength, these little tricks are worthless."
"Are you ready?"
Mo Wenjian turned around and asked the four elders sitting around him.
Only one of the four elders is from the Youwei tribe, and the other three are foreigners who are stationed in Guanyun City all year round and accept the offerings from the Youwei tribe.
However, everyone has taken the benefits of the Tailed Clan for so many years in vain, so they all nodded and said: "Don't worry, Leader Mo, we are all ready."
Mo Wenjian laughed and said, "Elders, don't worry, it will work out this time, and we, the Youwei Clan, will not treat you badly."
An elder who sat in charge also laughed and said: "We have taken the sacrifices of the Tailed tribe for so many years.
We don't need the benefits of putting in some effort.
When the time comes, we will get a few more beautiful and fierce Indian slave girls.
Haha, I just like to annihilate them." they."
Mo Wenjian laughed, "It's easy to get in."
Afterwards, five Tailed Tribe elders led five thousand Tailed Tribe warriors into the formation.
The five Tailed Clan elders are all strong men with more than three thousand dimensions.
Among the five thousand warriors they brought, there were five from the thousand dimension, one thousand from the hundred dimension, and four thousand from below the hundred dimension.
"Huh, come and explode the grass seeds again.
It's ridiculous.
These things are useless to strong men like us."
Mo Wenjian rushed into the formation and found that red particles appeared on the outermost layer of the formation.
Although Burst Grass Seed made great achievements last time, he is now a three-thousand-dimensional powerhouse.
"Give it to me."
Among the five strong men, I saw one with a big sleeve and a move.
I didn't know what kind of treasure his sleeve was or what kind of bizarre venerable skills he had.
All the exploding grass seeds scattered in the large area in front of him were Into his pocket.
On the other side, there was another strong man.
He struck out with both palms in succession, trapping all the remaining red particles in a green light.
With a bang, the grass seeds exploded.
The exploding grass seeds were so powerful just now, but they failed to explode the circle of green light.
Mo Wenjian stood in the middle, and when he saw the elders showing off their power, he laughed loudly, "Okay, okay, Indian women, do you still want to survive this time?"
In the middle of the formation in front, Zhang Mei heard his words and turned around to glare.
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Mo Wenjian was even more proud and said loudly: "Indian leader, listen to me.
If you put down your arms and surrender immediately, and hand over the man and woman wanted by my tribe, I will consider sparing your life and letting you do what I do every day."
Bed-warming slave girl” "Go to hell!"
When Zhang Mei saw her enemy, hatred surged in her eyes.
She raised her hand, and a straight bolt of lightning shot toward Mo Wenjian.
"Don't hurt my leader."
The elder sitting next to him raised his hand and slashed with his sword.
With a bang, a sharp and extremely delicate knife was struck to the ground.
"A very good treasure of the highest level."
All the elders were shocked, thinking that this Indian tribe is really prosperous, and they are all using such good treasures.
Mo Wenjian was filled with hatred when he saw it, and gritted his teeth and said: "This is my grandfather's favorite weapon.
He never gave it to anyone else after his death and kept it in the warehouse.
I didn't expect this woman to use it to sneak attack me.
It's really hateful."
The elder who had just blocked Mo Wenjian's blow originally wanted to ask for this treasure, but he was too embarrassed to do so.
However, Mo Wenjian said: "This weapon was used by those female slaves.
Our clan no longer wants it.
Whoever catches that woman later, whether she is dead or alive, I will give this honorable knife to whoever it is."
"Okay."
Everyone was pleasantly surprised and swarmed forward to rush in.
Zhang Mei threw the knife and did not stop.
She knew clearly that with the current strength of her and her sisters, fighting against the strong men of the Tailed Clan would not be worth the loss.
The three-thousand-dimensional warriors are too strong.
In the Indian tribe, all the thousand-dimensional warriors are just three people, and only Zhang Mei is a three-thousand-dimensional warrior.
The other two have just stepped into the thousand-dimensional domain.
It was absolutely unwise for them to fight head-on with the tailed tribe, so after completing the first stage of killing, she returned to the formation's eye through the secret passage in the formation.
In the eyes of the formation, this is an empty area.
Many simple tents have been set up here, and the old, pregnant, and incompetent Indian women are staying in the tents.
Although these people have no fighting power, they must not be abandoned because they are all their sisters and relatives.
It is precisely because they are alive that those powerful female warriors can fight for this.
But in the center of this tent, there is a tall car that looks very conspicuous.
Zhang Mei came back and the first thing she asked was: "Is there any movement in the big car?"
The ones who came up were a young girl and a boy from the Indian tribe.
It was Ye Kong who knew Chen Jiemin and Li Jing.
When hearing the leader's question, Chen Jiemin looked back and shook his head.
"Oh."
Although Zhang Mei didn't say anything, she sighed in her heart, "The next day will be over soon."
"No matter what, we must defend it for three days," Zhang Mei gritted her teeth and shouted, "The sisters of the second team obeyed the order and used the teleportation function in the formation to harass and attack, delaying their entry."
Now it is impossible to withstand the attack of the tailed tribe.
All we can do is delay their steps and buy time.
However, the effect is obviously not ideal.
Now that the Tailed Clan has prepared defenses and has powerful elders, it is difficult to succeed in a sneak attack.
When this group of sisters returned from the attack, very few succeeded, but many sisters never came back.
Moreover, the sisters who desperately escaped back were unexpectedly dropped by the vicious elder who secretly dropped exploding grass seeds on their bodies.
Banging explosions and bright red blood appeared in front of Zhang Mei's eyes.
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In the blink of an eye, all the sisters from the second team fell into a pool of blood.
"Fellow Daoist Ye, when will you succeed, we really can't hold on any longer":