Several middle-aged men retreated quickly, while they retreated. They were muttering words in their mouths and shining brightly in their hands.

A small team of seventy or eighty stone fort warriors quickly surrounded them, several cattle tribes, and more than ten werewolfs. The others were dwarfs, lizard men, etc. Although their armor was simple, they were also somewhat fierce.

There was a police whistle in the stone fort, and several monks from the Chonglou Realm soared into the air and flew out of the stone fort.

A team of two or three hundred soldiers rushed out quickly, and began to scream from afar, waving the weapons in their hands vigorously, making a dull sound of breaking through the air.

Outside the stone fort, in the large and small shacks, groups of dwarfs and gray dwarf slaves ran out with simple weapons.

Under the urging of several middle-aged men, three or four thousand slaves formed a sparse and scattered formation and slowly surrounded Wu Tie and others.

Wu Tie could clearly hear that several middle-aged men were loudly promising the benefits to these slaves. As long as they could attack Wu Tie and others once, they could get a piece of dried meat.

Many slaves had their eyes shining, and it was obvious that the reward of a piece of dried meat was very heavy for them.

Wu Tie doesn't care about several monks in the heavy building realm.

No. 3400 has no trace of cultivation, but is just a low-level warrior who relies on pure brute force, and Wu Tie doesn't care.

But facing the thousands of skinny and swaying slaves, Wu Tie was a little confused.

He coughed and subconsciously took a few steps back.

Just as he stepped back, a flying knife roared and a cold light more than three feet long struck his forehead.

Wu Tie did not dodge and let the flying knife slash his forehead... The flying knife's sword light was messy and impure, the trajectory was erratic and erratic when flying, and the sword light was bright and dark. Obviously, the quality of the flying knife was very bad.

'bite'!

The flying knife shattered on Wu Tie's forehead, leaving only a little insignificant white mark on Wu Tie's skin.

Throwing away all the mutated bones of Wu Tie, the cultivation level of the twelve heavens in the Chonglou Realm allowed Wu Tie to master the 72 transformation magical powers of the Earth Demon. Among them, in addition to the "High-power magical power", there are naturally mysterious techniques such as "copper heads and iron foreheads" and "reinforced iron bones".

Not to mention the increasingly powerful bones, Wu Tie's body is now very strong in skin and flesh. It is not a magic weapon and cannot be damaged at all.

Wiping a handful of fine iron residue on his forehead, Wu Tie sternly scolded the middle-aged man who attacked him: "Why do you kill me without any grievances? Could it be that we have any offense?"

The middle-aged man who took action and his companions around him stared at Wu Tie like a ghost.

Although the flying knife just now was not an ancient treasure magic weapon, it was also a powerful weapon for Yuan soldiers created by masters. With the indoctrination of magic power in Chonglou Realm, it was enough to easily penetrate three-inch thick steel plates.

Such a powerful tool could not break the oily skin of Wu Tie!

Gritting his teeth tightly, the middle-aged man who had just taken action roared: "The general's mansion in Dahucheng Town has an order. Those who capture you and others will be rewarded."

Is there an order to guard the general's mansion in Dahucheng?

Capturing Wu Tie and his group?

Wu Tie and others looked at the revamped Demon King at the same time. Could it be that he missed his fortune and was discovered by the twelve ruling families in the current three consecutive city-states?

The Demon King looked at his companion blankly. He had not set foot on the territory around the Sanlian Domain for many years. He just came back today, so why did he miss his whereabouts?

"It has nothing to do with me, right? If it has something to do with me... it is impossible that this group of salted fish came to catch me, but it is the elite private army of their twelve families." The Demon King spread his hands and looked at Wu Tie pitifully.

"Come for us." Wu Tie's face became very gloomy.

"Dark Guild? Are they so...god?" Lao Tie grinned his teeth unhappily: "I can't do this... massacre-women and children..."

When Lao Tie looked at the masters of the Chonglou Realm floating off the ground and those warriors, the pair of eyes shone fiercely.

But when he looked at the huge number of slaves, Lao Tie's hind legs trembled at the same time.

Wu Tie just stepped back two or three steps, while Lao Tie subconsciously stepped back more than ten steps away, then grinned and shouted: "Hey, are you... afraid of a mad dog that you even bite yourself when you go crazy?"

The slaves continued to approach with expressionless faces. It was fine if Lao Tie didn't say anything. As soon as he opened his mouth, hundreds of slaves stared at him at the same time.

The dry and unsightly eyes of these slaves suddenly ignited a raging flame... It was a powerful flame called "appetite". It was invisible, and it burned Lao Tie's body with hair standing upright.

"The momentum is wrong!" Lao Tie murmured in a low voice.

Wu Tie was also forced to retreat step by step. He looked at the slaves and said in a deep voice: "This matter has nothing to do with you...you..."

After swallowing and spitting, Wu Tie whispered and issued an extremely stern order to his companions around him: "Don't hurt these slaves..."

Shi Fei, Yan Hanlu and Lu Ji were all eager to try to prepare for action.

They were born into the three major families of Cangyan Domain, and there were countless slaves in the three major families. Even Shi Fei and the others were considered to be one of the better-quality ones among the three major families, but these slaves were really irrelevant in their hearts.

They can kill all slaves who dare to offend them without changing their faces.

With their current cultivation level, three or four thousand weak slaves can kill all the ants with just a wave of their hand.

But because of Wu Tie's order, they suppressed the urge to take action.

Several middle-aged men floating in the air scolded each other in unison. They saw Wu Tie's hesitation. The throbbing brought to them by the amazing scene where the flying knife hit Wu Tie's forehead just now was quickly covered by an inexplicable surprise.

Amid their urging, a large group of slaves gathered all their strength and rushed towards Wu Tie and others with roars.

Three or four thousand slaves who were not covered in clothes rushed over, and for a moment it seemed like a low tide surged over, and Wu Tie and Lao Tie were all disorganized for a moment.

"Or... strategic retreat?" Lao Tie shouted loudly: "Wait until evening, I will touch it back and do all this group of bastards."

Lao Tie was shouting, and the witch sitting on his back called out, and the wind and cloud banner in his hand shook gently.

A terrifying wind roared out from the ground, and the strong wind rushed forward. Three or four thousand weak slaves were unstable and were blown away by the strong wind.

Thousands of slaves rolled on the ground, and were quickly blown back by the strong wind. The strong wind made their bones sore, their internal organs rolled in waves, and they all retching and could no longer stand up.

"Dad?" The witch raised her head in a daze, staring at Wu Tie with wide eyes.

She seemed to be asking Wu Tie, why did such an easy-to-solve thing scare Wu Tie and Lao Tie so embarrassed?

Wu Tie's face was thrusting.

Lao Tie's face was thrusting.

"Hey, we... are not as good as a little girl." Old Bai held a large handful of poisonous needles in his left hand and two poisoned daggers in his right hand, smiling dryly.

Wu Tie's face turned red, and he said angrily: "What are you doing when you stay? No grievances or grudges, he inexplicably attacked us... and grabbed them and wanted to live."

Tie Dajian snorted coldly, and rushed out with a heavy heavy sword that was as huge as a small door panel.

Shan Dun laughed loudly, he narrowed his eyes, looked at the stone fort in the distance with no intention, and suddenly waved his heavy punch and hit the ground hard.

More than a dozen red bodies emitted high temperatures, and metal obelisks wrapped in flames rushed out from the ground.

These huge obelisks were directly pushed out from under the wall of the stone fort, and there were loud noises. The wall of the stone fort was blown to pieces, and several urns collapsed directly. Several lizard men who were watching the tower jumped down with a strange cry, leaving their weapons and fleeing to the distance in a mess.

There were even more screams of people from the stone castle, and the faces of several middle-aged men floating in the air suddenly changed.

"Slow down...we..." The middle-aged man who had just slashed Wu Tieyi's flying knife roared.

The Iron Sword had already rushed to them. The solemn face of the Iron Sword jumped up without saying a word. The heavy sword in his hand turned back, and the hilt of the sword hit the middle-aged man's stomach, knocking him away with ease for more than 200 meters.

After all, he was at the Chonglou Realm's cultivation level. The middle-aged man was hit by the iron sword and was squirting blood seven or eight meters away. After landing on the ground, he rolled for dozens of meters, but he still screamed with great energy. He even got up quickly, staggered, and fled slowly towards the stone fort.

Before he could escape two steps, Lao Bai suddenly rushed out of the middle-aged man's shadow, and a large handful of steel needles that had been tempered with strong anesthetics slapped the middle-aged man's butt.

With a scream, the middle-aged man rushed forward more than ten steps, then fell to the ground and could no longer get up.

Yan Hanlu rushed over with two scimitars wrapped in black flames. The scimitar brought out a black sword light throughout the sky, and lightly cut through several flying knives and flying swords that were flying out of the middle-aged man with all his strength.

Flying swords and flying swords turned into iron drops in the black flames. The cold dew quickly passed by several middle-aged men. Their clothes suddenly burned, and their hair was burning into a wisp of blue smoke at the same time.

Several middle-aged men covered in bare bodies fell back to the ground screaming. They curled up on the ground in a mess, looked at Yan Hanlu inexplicably, and completely gave up their desire to resist.

Hundreds of soldiers who had already surrounded him looked at Wu Tie and his group blankly.

These soldiers obviously had little IQ. It was obvious that their master had already lost a lot. More than half of them wanted to catch Wu Tie and others.

Wu Tie looked at the group of soldiers with obvious muscle excess, was silent for a while, and stood in front of them with white tiger cracks on his back.

Several leading bull warriors looked at each other, and they picked up their axes and maces, and hit Wu Tie hard in the head.

Amid the dull collision, three big axes, four maces, and a strange-shaped hammer were blown to pieces on Wu Tie's head. Several bull warriors who took action torn their mouths, and blood spurted all over their hands.

Wu Tie stood there motionless, without saying a word, just looking at these stunned soldiers.

After a while, the soldiers dropped their weapons at the same time, leaned over and knelt cleanly, and their foreheads were heavily pressed to the ground.

A quarter of an hour later, in the stone castle hall where the obelisk of the mountain shield was shaken out of a large piece of cracks, Wu Tie sat upright on the throne that originally belonged to the head of the family, looking coldly at the middle-aged man kneeling in front of him.

"It's still the question just now. We have no grievances or grudges. Why do we have such a strong hostility towards us?" Wu Tie asked them in confusion.

"It's okay to be hostile, but a group of idiots don't have eyes? You guys can also provoke me?" Lao Tie opened his mouth, stuck out his tongue and laughed loudly: "Just you guys, who gave you the courage to attack us?"

The middle-aged man who first attacked Wu Tie vomited a bloody spit.

He smiled dryly and shook his head, murmured: "The General's Mansion has cheated us... They only said that they wanted to capture you alive, but they didn't say that you are so strong..."

Wu Tie said coldly: "They said, how do you identify us? How do you know that the person you are going to capture is us?"

The middle-aged man raised his eyelids. He looked at Lao Tie, then looked at the witch sitting on Wu Tie's legs, and sighed with a wry smile: "A black dog... and a little girl carrying a long banner... This is the most obvious sign."

The middle-aged man murmured: "Anyway, that's what we said in the reward order we received. A group of people, a black dog, and a little girl."

With a wry smile, the middle-aged man said with difficulty: "I didn't expect that you are so powerful."

"We were cheated."

Several middle-aged men sighed at the same time, with extreme panic and uneasiness in their eyes.

Wu Tie could understand their mood. The furnishings in this hall were very good, at least much more gorgeous than the stone castle furnishings of the Wu family back then.

The small stone castle has five or six monks from the Double Tower Realm, hundreds of elite warriors, and there are thousands of slaves outside the stone castle alone. The entire stone castle may have tens of thousands of slaves.

Such a small life is very enjoyable.

As a result, in order to seek the rewards on the reward order, they all turned in.

Wu Tie shook his head and said coldly: "Greed is a sin, but I am very curious. How much benefit did the so-called guardian general's mansion give you? You can't wait to attack without exploring our strength?"

The middle-aged man was silent for a while, and then he let out a heavy breath: "If we can capture you alive and send you to the General's Mansion, then... our family will become a vassal of the Youtan family and be directly protected by the Youtan family."

"A larger territory, better martial arts, more resources, stronger cultivation, more wealth, more beauties, as well as unthinkable food, wine, luxurious clothes and utensils..." The middle-aged man's eyes flashed with a strange light, and he asked Wu Tie: "Is this condition not enough?"

Wu Tie immediately smiled: "But, you failed."

The middle-aged man was silent for a while and nodded slowly: "But we have succeeded too. Even if we can't capture you alive, as long as we can inform the guard general's mansion, we can still get rewards."
Chapter completed!