When Luo Yu walked in, the four people in the cabin had already taken their place and continued to perform the kidnapping show.

Luo Yu said in a deep voice: "Sir, we are targeted by a warship."

Chu Tian felt a little stern and asked, "Is it the Lord of the Ke City chasing me?"

Luo Yu shook his head and said, "It's our Hu Ben Army's warship. It's probably Chi Feng who came. She ordered people to illuminate the lanterns and ask us to land immediately for inspection."

Chu Tian nodded and agreed to Luo Yu's speculation. The only warship of the Hu Ben Army was in Chi Feng's hands. Although Mu Chengxue was the boss, he did not dare to ask him for it.

"Chirun should know that I am in this magic boat, right?"

Luo Yu said: "Sir, there is something I don't know if I should say - I doubt Chi Feng has another purpose, you have to be more careful."

Chu Tian pretended to be surprised and said, "Didn't she come to save me?"

Luo Yu's thick eyebrows were raised up disapprovingly and said, "Sir, you must not be careless. Chi Feng has been targeting the position of the Hu Ben Army's chief throne for a day or two. It is only because of your existence that he has never succeeded. I am worried that he will use the excuse of rescue and launching a strong attack on the Demon Boat, so that Nan Yuexun and Dong Yangyao will kill you in anger."

Nan Yuexun said coldly: "Commander Luo, how can I conclude that this is not you and Chi Feng acting?"

Luo Yu sneered and was about to speak, when Chu Tian waved his hand to stop him and said, "What should we do according to your opinion?"

"Ignore him and keep stopping the ship." Luo Yu turned a decisive railway: "Please authorize me to make a lantern to tell Chifeng that his warship should keep a distance of ten miles from us, and that the accompanying protection should not act without authorization."

Xiya asked, "Can Chifeng be obedient?"

Luo Yu had a murderous aura on his face and said slowly: "I am ready for the worst. Sir, you must believe me. Once Chi Feng takes action, he will not let everyone here go!"

Chu Tian said quietly: "I believe in you. Commander Luo, let's do it according to your suggestions."

Luo Yu felt a little moved, but he said nothing. He just looked at Chu Tian deeply, turned around and walked out of the cabin.

Xiya closed the door and asked in a low voice: "What should we do?"

Chu Tian sighed and said, "What else can I do? I can only bet on luck. I hope Chifeng is also loyal to Mu Chengxue. As soon as the lamp words come out, he will obey his orders."

Xiya looked at Chu Tian's indifferent look and wanted to pounce on him and bite him.

After a while, a loud "boom" suddenly came from above the head, and a rune stone bombarded heavily on the mast of the demon boat. The dazzling flames burst out from the rune stone instantly broke the mast. The demon boat rolled and sank rapidly in the air like a small bird with wings.

"Boom, boom, boom--" The runes fired from the warship hit the demon boat one after another, splashing a thick fog of light.

The deck of the Demon Boat was damaged and black smoke rose. Nan Yuexun whispered: "Mr. Mu, offend!" Qingshu's ape held Chu Tian and jumped down from the gap.

"Shit" - "Everyone just jumped out of the demon boat, and the overwhelming magic crossbow turned into a dark stream of light and shot across the sky.

All these demon crossbows were designed and refined by craftsmen from the Secret Demon Camp of Jiran City. They were invincible in breaking the aura and piercing the armor, and even the masters at the peak of the true level were unable to resist.

Screams were everywhere around him, and more than half of Luo Zhu's subordinates were killed or injured.

Luo Yu was furious and waved his magic knife to slap the flying demon crossbow, and cursed: "Chifeng, you bitch, I'm going to smash your head and feed it to the dog!"

At this time, Chu Tian had already fallen on an empty wasteland under the protection of Nan Yuexun. The small stone mountain in the distance appeared and disappeared in the thick fog, blocking Julu Manor.

Xiya and Dongyang Yao fell to Chu Tian one after another, but Luo Yu brought only three masters of Xixin Realm left, and the others were all shot and killed by the demon crossbow.

These subordinates are all confidants who have followed Luo Yu for many years, and never once lost so much as today.

Luo Yu shouted with a ferocious look: "Retreat to Xiaoshishan!"

On the plain wasteland, these people can only become living targets for runes and demon crossbows. Even if they have the strength of the holy level, they will be difficult to compete with the behemoth above their heads.

Everyone retreated to Xiaoshi Mountain at full speed. On the way to escape, another magic warrior from the realm of clearing his heart was shot by a demon crossbow and was seriously injured. Luo Yu grabbed him under his ribs and continued to escape from the wind.

Chu Tian truly witnessed the power of the magic ship for the first time. Its size is comparable to the hunting ships previously captured from the Red Moon Society, but the ship has twelve high-speed secret magic arrays, which can control wind, sell gold, ward off water and refine fire, and are incomparable to the power of the hunting ship.

The rune stones fired from the magic ship were unstoppable, and the power it burst out even exceeded the secret technique of the release of the flaming shadow, and it blasted the deep pits with a diameter of more than ten feet on the hard frozen soil.

And this is just the warship of the Hu Ben Army. It is said that the king ship of the Kewei is ten times more powerful than the former, and it is an absolute giant in Dushuo Mountain.

The small stone mountain in front was getting closer and closer, and the commander of the magic ship obviously realized this and the hatch opened suddenly.

More than a hundred fully armed and aggressive demon warriors of the Tiger Ben Army flew out of the magic ship. The leader was a female demon general with silver helmet and silver armor, with a silver-white charming silver sword that was more than five feet long in her hand moving towards the wind, and shouted steadily: "The thief of the wolf demon clan, leave Lord Mu behind!"

More than a hundred demon warriors of the Tiger Army formed formations in the air, like a wall of iron blocking everyone's way.

The small stone mountain twenty miles away suddenly became out of reach.

Luo Yuhengdao sneered: "Chifeng, do you really want to save the adults?"

"Baby, if it weren't for saving you, why would Lord Mu be in danger?" Chi Feng scoffed at Luo Yu and said, "There are nearly a thousand tribes in the military camp. You actually watched the Lord being escorted onto the ship by the two thieves but had no choice but to do anything, and he still had the face to point fingers at me?"

Luo Yu roared and pulled his sword to kill Chi Feng. His move seemed reckless, but implicitly put it to death and then reborn. He hoped to fight Chi Feng's close combat to fight life and death.

However, Chi Feng did not give Luo Yu a chance to get close. More than 20 crossbowmen behind him pulled the trigger, and black magic crossbows shot over like a locust rain, forcing him back.

Chu Tian frowned and said, "General Chi, why don't you obey the order and sink my boat directly?"

Chi Feng's expression had no respect and respect that his subordinates often had for his superiors. He raised his eyebrows and slid around Chu Tian's face with a provocative look: "I know, sir was forced by the thief and issued an order against his will, so I dared to disobey. I believe that sir can understand the hard work of the humble position."

After saying that, she looked sideways at Nan Yuexun and Dong Yangyao and said slowly: "I count to three, you can let go of yourselves and surrender!"

Luo Yu shouted angrily: "Bitch, dare!"

Chi Feng seemed to have not heard it, counting: "One, two--"

Chu Tian looked calm and smiled faintly, "Master Chi, you treat me like a fool."

A cold and ruthless smile appeared on Chi Feng's lips and said, "Mr. Mu, you know what's right, you know..."

Before he finished speaking, a rumbling roar suddenly came from the direction of Xiaoshishan, as if a thunder rolled over and crushed, and the wasteland trembled in shock.

The demon warriors under Chi Feng were shocked and looked back. They saw rows of troll warriors in black helmets and black armored soldiers in black armor soared into the sky like unstoppable steel torrents, and thunder rushed over from the vast wasteland.

"Trolls rushed into the formation!" Chi Feng's charming face suddenly pale. He never dreamed that he would be strangled by the troll warriors on the wasteland of Dushuo Mountain.

Five miles, three miles, one mile - Chi Feng could clearly see the faces of the troll warriors hidden under the black flame helmet and their blood-devouring and crazy eyes.

The trolls are tall and heavy, and their ability to fight individually is difficult to compare with other demons. In order to resist foreign humiliation, their ancestors have experienced countless blood lessons and finally created a peerless battle formation that is famous for the ghost demon world - the trolls' rushing formation!

When the two armies were facing each other, with the command of the main general, all the troll warriors would release all the demonic energy without hesitation, and burst out with extremely terrifying combat power in a short time. With the improper ferocious aura of ten thousand men, the enemy formation was instantly crushed, and the blood flowed into a river without leaving any armor wherever they passed.

Of course, the trolls' rushing formation also has great flaws. Not only can they be used in the mountains and forests with complex terrain, but they cannot last long. After the war, exhaustion of strength often takes more than half a month to fully recover.

But at this moment, on the plain wasteland, the rushing formation composed of more than 200 troll warriors seemed to be the king invincible in the world!

They were like killing machines running at full speed, galloping thousands of feet above the speed of the wind, and in the blink of an eye they killed behind the demon warriors of the Tiger Army. They had no time to turn around and fight, and had no time to re-arrange their formations, and were completely submerged by the black frenzy in an instant.

Twenty warriors from the troll race stood in a row, with the front row rushing to open the way with a dragon-breaking spear, and the back row swept and helped with the mountain-cutting sword, as if they were harvesting the Spirit Valley, and they blew and chopped the heads of the Tiger Army Magic Warriors.

Their attack moves are simple and crude but very effective. The Dragon Strike and the Mountain Knife are attacking in a straight line. If you fight alone, such moves without any false moves and tricks are easy to block and crack. The problem is that when 220 troll warriors are shaped like storms and storm, they swept over with their swords and guns, they immediately gather into a torrent, invincible and no one can resist.

The Tiger Ben Army had no power to resist, and their magic blade could not pierce the armor of the troll warriors. Even if the master of the Heart-Sweeping Mirror waved his sword and attacked with all his strength, he could only leave a crack on the opponent's violent tiger armor. When he saw that there was a layer of soft cloud armor inside, he couldn't help but feel completely desperate.

Instead, their armor and shields were like flour and porcelain in front of the enemy's dragon spear slashing swords, and they were so weak that they could not help but burst into pieces.

Before each of them died, almost all of them had the same idea: Who released these demons from hell, and who made them gallop wildly and kill wildly to use the battlefield as a stage for indulgence and carnival?
Chapter completed!