The white-haired young man stood alone, like an inmovable ice sculpture.

The boy on the mountain wall smiled and waved his hand and had already flew towards Fog and others.

Killer Diqi, insect master Barclay.

The appearance of these two people shocked everyone who had just settled down again. Just as they got rid of a hungry wolf, they encountered a tiger to death in a blink of an eye. How could they not be shocked?

Fog sneered: "Not Name Island, is the killer family going to be against the Tuli family?"

Not many people know Diqi's identity, Fog is one of them.

&≡≯wan≡≯shu≡≯ロba,vansh◎ubanbsp;Diqi did not say anything, but just took a step gently, but moved forward for at least five meters. He had never seen this kind of footwork before.

Barclay smiled and said, "Old man, you should accept your fate when you see us."

"snort",

Diqi snorted coldly and disappeared from the spot with a "swoosh". His speed was incredibly fast. Everyone saw his body leaning forward and then disappeared. When he appeared again, he had already arrived behind a head of the family.

"Click",

Diqi simply and neatly broke the poor head of the family's neck. He died without even being able to hum.

The sound of insects sounded, and Barclay's insects immediately enveloped everyone like black fog.

It was also aimed at the head of the Tuli family, and it was such a despicable method. Although Fog's expression was calm, his murderous intent had already aroused.

"call",

With a sound of wind, Foge, who has always been known for his speed, could no longer tolerate it. He exploded out with the purest source power. The mist formed by the black worm was instantly washed away. Diqi, who was about to kill another head of the family, could not resist this indiscriminate attack. His knees bounced and swept out.

"Damn it. It's true for the old guy."

Barclay did not continue to pursue, climbed up the top of the mountain with both hands and disappeared after several ups and downs, and Diqi also leaped and disappeared at the top of the mountain.

Now there are only four heads of the family and a civil servant Raphael left by Fog.

This time, the losses were heavy. The sixteen families affiliated with the Tuli family were bound to be in turmoil, and the more serious one was the Norman defense line.

In the short term, they can only fight alone.

Fog's face became very serious, and Raphael and the four heads of the family dared not approach him for a moment.

But soon Fog returned to normal.

"They are already exhausted," Fog said: "If they really have a big ambush, they can directly kill us, why bother to harass me? This is an extravagant move?"

He is both a great conspirator and a veteran on the battlefield. It is understandable that the interceptions between Wutong Town and Oga are indeed indistinguishable, but Barclays exposed Roger's successive encounters.

If he really arranged enough troops to kill him, why bother to harass him?

"What the head of the family said is that the puppet master's tricks are nothing more than this."

"The head of the family's eyes look like a torch. How can this trick of carving insects escape the head of the family's eyes? The puppet master is simply humiliating himself."

Several heads of the family agreed, and Raphael's heart settled down again.

But at this moment, the sound of horse hooves in front of him sounded again. A black flame burned straight into the valley from outside.

Before Fog and others could see what the visitor looked like, they heard a familiar voice laughing: "Your flattery skills are really smooth, but unfortunately, Boss Roger is not as incompetent as you think."

With familiar voices and familiar figures, the war god Oga came slowly on a headless hell horse, and six cavalrymen behind him came on horseback.

He walked so slowly, but the four heads of the family and Raphael who had just relaxed were almost broken. With hope and despair, they finally had to face the war god Oga.

Fog also didn't expect Oga to appear here again. What was going on? Roger really calculated every step?

He didn't believe that the puppet master boy was less than 20 years old. How could he have such a deep strategy? How could he be so conceived?

He stepped forward with his hands behind his back and sneered: "Roger is also a figure who can use the God of War, the Killer, the Insect Division and several cavalrymen to this point, but it is still too naive to kill me in this way."

Roger's plan is very good, but it is impossible to hide it from Fog now.

But he had to admit that Roger's series of layouts were really wonderful and made him suffer a lot.

Oga smiled and said, "Don't you think it's too late to see clearly now? Are you still dreaming that you can escape from heaven?"

Fog said: "No need to dream, I'll let them go and show you."

He reached out and grabbed the weapon box and took out the three folded iron rods inside, stretched out and twisted the claws, turning them into a weapon similar to a short gun.

"Swoosh swish swish",

As he shook his hand, three strange short spikes came out of his hand. A few cracks came out. The three cavalrymen behind Oga fell off their horses, and the strange short spikes penetrated the cavalry's armor.

Fog actually used an eye for an eye and a tooth for an tooth. Seeing that he was about to continue, Oga waved his hand and several cavalrymen behind him quickly retreated behind him and lined up in a row. Oga used thousands of thorns to block the strange short thorns shot from Fog.

The wind sounded sharply on the mountain, and Diqi, who had just retreated, returned. Fog snorted coldly and swung his palm in the simplest way to deal with it, suppressing the source power.

His source power is slightly insufficient than Oga, but he is much stronger than Diqi. Seeing that he was so willing to lose Diqi, he strangely pointed his feet in the air and stepped on the mountain wall, and his body flew backwards.

"Walk",

Foge did not dare to delay for a moment. He took out all five short sticks in the weapon box, three of which were connected to each other to form a long stick, and the other two twisted into a thorn shape. The long stick in his hand danced a shadow of sticks between his hands.

"Peng", he poked the mountain wall next to him with a hard stick, and then pressed a broken rock under one hand.

The one-meter-high boulder was raised up by his long stick. He swept his hand and swept the rocks. The huge rock roared towards Oga and others, and at the same time, he also buckled his knees and shot them out.

Oga lifted the Thousand Thorns and pierced the rock with a shot. The rock split into two halves in the sky. "Dang", Fog fell at the same time and blatantly pressed on Oga's Thousand Thorns. Oga was about to fight back when he heard the cavalry behind him screaming.

In just a moment, Fog not only suppressed his Thousand Thorns, but also shot out two short thorns. The short thorns ran through the four cavalry one after another. The already very small number of cavalry had been killed and injured, and the four heads of the family and Raphael had already run out of the valley under his nose.

"Oga, all the vengeful family will come back ten times the revenge."

Fog held the iron stick with both hands and flew up high with force. Then he took apart the iron stick and smashed it down. Thousands of thorns broke the short stick shot in the air, but Fog had already taken this opportunity to escape again.

Several cavalrymen were about to chase after him, but Oga waved his hand with a smile.

"No need to chase after him, his death date has not yet arrived." (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!