"Mandy, you guys deserve to die!"

Seeing the blood warriors of the Tatar tribe were killed, Drogo was about to break, and a roar was roaring, and the bronze spear in his hand swept across.

Sigh!

Faced with Drogo's qi and blood explosion, Orenze was not afraid at all. The qi and blood power in his body burst out in an instant, and two short swords combined to block the attack.

"Drogo! Let me see!"

Orenze grinned and said, "I want you to see with your own eyes that the people of the Tatar tribe are killed one by one! Just like what our Mandi tribe suffered twenty years ago!"

Drogo was furious, but he could do nothing.

He and Orenze are both three-blooded red-textured warriors. The two are of equal strength, so it is not easy to deal with each other. What's more, Orenze is determined to delay time and does not give Drogo a chance to support other blood warriors of the Tatar tribe.

In a moment, more than ten blood warriors in the Tatar tribe were injured, and three blood warriors were beheaded by Beiru with machetes and died.

"If this continues, the blood warriors of the Tatar tribe will probably be killed, right?" Enzo casually fought a Mandy man, but his thoughts kept changing.

"Forget it, let's take action."

"Otherwise, the Tatar tribe is killed and I will find a place to stay again, but even if I take action, it will not cause too much trouble."

In place, Enzo knocked back the enemy with one punch.

Then, a silver luster flashed in his eyes, and his mental power turned into a soul sting, piercing into Orenze's mind in the distance like a pointed cone.

"Uh...ah!!"

Orenze, who was holding two swords and wrestling with the Drogo bronze spear, suddenly felt a little pain on his face, and then became ferocious, and finally let out an extremely shrill scream.

Drogo was slightly stunned, but soon reacted. He seized the opportunity and the bronze spear suddenly penetrated Orenze's chest.

Puchi!

The bronze spear pierced into the flesh and blood, but was squeezed hard by Orenze. Then, his blood and blood burst out with all his strength, and a roar was shouting out from his mouth.

"Get out!"

Orenze roared, then lifted his feet. The bronze spear was forced to pull out of his chest, and a large stream of blood suddenly gushed out and sprinkled on the earth.

On the other side, Drogo stabilized his body.

Seeing that Orenze was seriously injured, of course he would not waste his chances. He held the bronze spear tightly in his hands and rushed towards the enemy again.

"Rage erupts!"

Orenze let out a depressing roar from his mouth, and each of his hands grabbed a short knife. Blood gushed out more rapidly from his chest, turning into pure power of qi and blood, condensed on the two swords.

brush!

The violent power of qi and blood turned into a slash, forcing Drogo back, making him unable to get closer to half a step.

Blood skills, angrily blood burst!

This is a kind of ability that relies on the power of qi and blood. It is somewhat similar to the knight's combat skills, but its defect is also very obvious, that is, overdrawing vitality.

After Orenze released his anger and burst out, his face suddenly became extremely pale. His originally burly and tall body actually became hunched over, and the wound on his chest was bleeding even more.

"Uncle Orenze!"

On the side, Beiru shouted hurriedly, not caring about the massacre of the blood warriors of the Tatar tribe, and immediately rushed to Orenze and waved his machete to fight back Drogo who was launching an attack.

"How could this happen?" Orenze's face turned pale.

Just now, he was obviously evenly matched Drogo and dragged the other party tightly, but for some reason, a severe pain suddenly came from his mind, and even a brief loss of consciousness, so Drogo seized the opportunity.

Now, he is seriously injured and weak.

If he continues to fight alone, Orenze is obviously not Drogo's opponent, so he can only join forces with the second-blooded Red-Text Warrior Beiru, but in this case, the original plan will be disrupted.

There was reluctance in Orenze's eyes.

For the Mandy tribe, they have been planning for too long for today. As long as Orenze can hold Drogo for a period of time, Beiru can use the advantages of the Red Warriors to kill all the blood warriors of the Tatar tribe, and then the two will join forces to deal with Drogo.

At most three hours, the Mandi tribe can kill all the hunting teams of the Tatar tribe, thus completely eliminating such an enemy.

However, the plan has now failed.

Olenze was injured, which forced him to join forces with Belu to deal with Drogo. The three Red Warriors clashed, which meant that the two tribes could only allow others to fight each other.

"Give up, Orenze!"

At this time, Drogo, who was originally preparing to attack, suddenly stopped in place and said in a deep voice, "Continue to fight, the Tatar tribe and the Mandi tribe will only lose both sides, affecting the harvest and hunting of both sides!"

“Whatever we have, why not wait until next year’s recovery season to resolve it?”

Orenze's face was gloomy and his heart kept struggling.

The best opportunity to destroy the Tatar tribe. The Mandi tribe has been waiting for too long, but due to his temporary negligence, he should give up?

"Stop dreaming, Drogo!"

Before Orenze made up his mind, Belu, who was beside him, suddenly spoke and growled, ": From the moment the Tatar tribe stepped into the barbaric forest hunting ground, the ending was already destined. Our number is twice yours, and victory must belong to the Mandy tribe!"

"Go to die!"

With a low growl, Beiru had already rushed towards Drogo, and a layer of red blood power appeared on the huge machete, tearing the air apart.

Sharp!

Drogo lifted the bronze spear to block it, and the two weapons collided and made a metal sound. Seeing that Belu had already launched an attack, Orenze could only grit his teeth and growl.

Obviously, he made a decision.

Although the original plan was disrupted, the Mandi tribe still had the advantage of the number of people. As long as Orenze and Beiru join forces and pay a certain price, they can still win the Tatar tribe.

In an instant, the battle started again.

Beiru, Orenze and Drogo, three red-textured warriors confronted each other in an open space. The blood warriors around him dared not approach. The powerful qi and blood power fluctuated, causing the air to tremble.

Around the mandi tribe and the blood warriors of the Tatar tribe also began a more intense battle.

"Aren't you planning to give up?"

In place, Enzo's eyes turned cold. Orenze's injury did not break up the Mandi tribe's determination. They seemed to have decided to fight for both sides and leave the hunting team of the Tatar tribe.

Thinking of this, Enzo snorted coldly in his heart.

"Go to die for me, the little boy of the Tatar Tribe!" At this time, a scar-faced blood warrior from the Mandy Tribe rushed over like a wolf, waving the bronze scimitar in his hand.

"Enzo, be careful!"

"Does go!"

The exclaim of the blood warrior of the Tatar tribe came from next to him, but Enzo's feet did not move, and to outsiders, he seemed to be frightened.

"It's so pitiful."

Scarface grinned and grinned, ": Since being attacked by the Gaosuo people three years ago, the Tatar tribe has really declined. The harvest and hunting have even sent out inferior species!"

Looking at Enzo who was motionless, Scarface seemed to be able to imagine the scene when he cut off his head with his two swords.

However, the next moment, Enzo moved.

The blood-red energy spread out from the body like aerosol. Enzo's aura changed in vain, and the muscles of his arms also tensed in an instant.

boom!

Immediately afterwards, Enzo punched out, and the power of qi and blood attached to his fist, slamming the chest of Scar's face, causing a sound of shattering from the bones.

Click!

With a crisp sound, Scar's chest collapsed deeply, and the hideous smile on his face froze, and then turned into a painful expression.

puff!

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and the scarred face flew backwards, hitting ten meters away, without moving.

"Blood Warrior?"

"Enzo, have you broken through?"

Around him, the screams of the Tatar tribe tribe members came, and several blood warriors were full of surprise, and their expressions were filled with incredible feelings when they looked at Enzo.

A deformed inferior species actually became a blood warrior?

This situation has not actually happened in the Solu Plain, but the possibility is slim and can almost reach a level of less than one thousand.

"I was lucky enough to break through in the battle!" Faced with the inquiry from the people of the Tatar tribe around me, Enzo's face showed a honest expression and scratched his head with some gratitude.

Then, before anyone else could continue to ask questions, the blood warriors of the Mandy tribe around had already rushed up again, and the Tatar tribe could only fight.

"Soul Power!"

The silver luster flashed in Enzo's eyes again, and his mental power spread like a wave of water. The blood warriors of the Mandy tribe around him screamed and covered their heads in pain.

Soul power belongs to the mental-based attack. Under normal circumstances, it is impossible to distinguish between enemies and us. However, Enzo has long been promoted to the third-level wizard, and his control over mental power has long been like an arm.

Therefore, the original range mental attack became an attack only against the Mandy people, and the blood warriors of the Tatar tribe were not affected at all.

"What's going on?"

Seeing the Mandy people showing a painful expression, the blood warriors of the Tatar tribe were all very confused, but they quickly reacted and seized this opportunity.
To be continued...