The arrow tower floating in the sky is indeed showing signs of collapse.

The Yangxiang clan is different from other clans.

Grandmasters of other races can fight in the air without being affected.

But the Palm Clan is remote.

They have to maintain mental stability and have enough support. Floating in the air will be affected, so the Zhangmu tribe forges a kind of magical weapon called an arrow tower.

This demonic weapon can float in the air for a long time and is indestructible. Its only weakness is the control center.

But who would have thought that that ant-like third-grade archer could accurately find the control center of the arrow tower.

Gong Yuzhen, this descendant, simply deserves to die.

"When the Zhangmu clan lands, they are just four trash.

"Really, you shouldn't participate in this war. When you get on the gambling table, you must be prepared to lose everything. This is the rule!

"Shenzhou and Shijie have been fighting for so many years, do you really think it's that easy to deal with?"

Wang Yetuo sneered contemptuously.

"You will definitely meet your retribution!"

Ying Guanming hated Wang Yetuo's tone.

He was like a god of death. There was no ups and downs when he spoke, giving people a creepy feeling.

uncomfortable.

What should I do? There is no way to escape.

"Qinggai, are you still arrogant?

"Look at your Yangxiang tribe's men, seven of them are already dead!"

Bai Jinghao looked down at Qing Gai with contempt, as if he was laughing at a gambler who was about to jump off the building.

He has completely lost!

Qing Gai gritted his teeth and trembled with anger.

Bai Jinghao is right.

In less than two seconds, the Grandmaster camp in Jingxiao City was completely defeated.

The human race was blessed with an invincible state, and all their vitality and blood were restored by Fushi Prison Gate. They were like a group of iron troops who had just entered the battlefield.

And what about the Grandmaster who shocked the city?

Each and every one of them was drained of vitality and blood, because they had just cooperated with the Palm Eye Clan and had suffered many injuries. Some of them had penetrated deep into the human race's masters and were imprisoned. They didn't even have time to escape.

The morale of the key human legion is as high as a rainbow, and they are full of fighting spirit even in adverse circumstances, let alone the favorable wind now!

The Yangxiang tribe has long lost the will to fight.

With the ebb and flow of the situation, defeat is already doomed.

In fact, it cannot be called a rout at all.

The masters who shocked the city didn't even have a chance to escape.

The Yangxiang tribe, which was deeply trapped within the human race, was the first to be killed.

With one less Grandmaster in Jingxiao City, the Human Legion has one more Grandmaster. Under such a huge disadvantage, the Yangxiang Clan's only hope is to escape.

Unfortunately, it's not that easy.

Within a second or two, the human auxiliary legions also ran over one by one, increasing the speed and strength of the grandmasters.

Although the increase effect of Grandmaster is not small, it is better than nothing.

"Damn it, run away, run away!"

An eighth-grade deputy city lord from Jingxu City was covered in wounds, and he simply collapsed.

What kind of gods are the human race?

They are invulnerable, their energy and blood instantly return, and they are all vigorous and energetic, so how can they fight like this?

It's simply torture.

In the blink of an eye, all the sixth-grades were turned into corpses, and the seventh-grades were also killed one after another. Several of the eighth-grades wanted to escape, but there was no chance.

But when I think about it again, where can I escape?

Jingxiao City has been occupied by black pages and there is no way to go back.

Even if he is seriously injured, he cannot run faster than the human race master.

What can we do?

The two eighth-grade men who followed Qing Gai to Jingxiao City were so regretful that their intestines turned green.

They could have been at ease in the Holy Land of the Eight Tribes, but in order to gain some credit, they followed Cang Ji to such poor mountains and harsh waters.

But now that the credit has not been gained, it is very likely that life will be lost here. It is simply a collapse.

Unknowingly, the three-second dusk clock time has ended.

Although all the alien races have not been killed yet, the overall situation has been decided, and there are no longer unstable factors for the human race.

The few remaining eighth-grade Yangxiang tribes have been besieged in place by the human race's grandmaster team.

These beasts cannot be killed at once, they have to slowly wear down their energy and blood.

The Palm Clan's arrow tower was damaged, and the masters did not have enough support. They tried several times, but never succeeded in releasing an arrow.

After casting the Infinite Arrow, Gong Ling was actually a little exhausted.

But she still held on and shot another arrow, once again ending a sixth-grade Palm Clan.

The defense of this race is really hard to describe!

Both strengths and weaknesses are too obvious!

Until now, there are only three grandmasters left in the Zhangmu clan. They are hiding on the edge of the battlefield and do not dare to come out at all for the time being.

I was scared to death. In just a few seconds, the team fight that was originally going downhill was directly counterattacked!

What to do next!
Chapter completed!