These clothes must be very expensive. Why not use them to buy food instead of these useless things?
If he had money, he would definitely have a good meal.
Very naive, and also very foolish.
Therefore, people are born different.
Therefore, he and she will choose completely different paths.
“How can the clan leader be like you? Our witch clan has no holy maiden who killed an elder.”
Wu Yao found this person's talkativeness somewhat annoying.
But it doesn't matter. Even if he doesn't admit it, who would believe him?
"What did you say?" Wu Jun frowned.
"What are you pretending for? You're the ones who killed the Grand Elder."
"The Grand Elder is dead?"
The group exchanged glances. They hadn't killed the Grand Elder at all; they had only drugged him. The Grand Elder was still breathing when they left.
"Stop wasting time talking to them, brothers, let's go and avenge the Great Elder!" With that, they charged forward.
The group instantly drew their swords, and while fighting Zhang Tongyang, they said, "I'm not taking the blame for this. We didn't kill your Grand Elder."
The Wu tribe members around Zhang Tongyang were furious that he seemed to be handling things with ease and as if he were toying with them.
After all, the Wu tribe has never been proficient in martial arts.
Let's use insect venom directly and see how arrogant he can be then.
"Be careful." But the person who shouted was not Wu Changming and the others, but a member of the Wu clan who had been knocked to the ground by Zhang Tongyang.
But it was too late. The insect poison he threw out had no effect whatsoever, while Zhang Tongyang's knife had already slashed his neck.
"Tsk tsk, I've already said I didn't kill anyone, but you still insist on fighting me to the death."
"What, what's going on?"
That's when someone reminded us, "We don't know what kind of sorcery they used, but none of our tricks worked against them."
"How is this possible?"
Zhang Tongyang calmly shattered their expectations and broke their spirits, saying, "Your witchcraft doesn't just fail us, it fails everyone. In other words, you've lost the ability you were so proud of."
"No, that's impossible. The Holy Lord will protect us."
"Oh, right, I forgot to tell you. It's because your Holy Lord disappeared that you lost this ability," Zhang Tongyang said slowly, seemingly enjoying the incredulous expressions on their faces.
"No, how could the Holy Lord disappear? The Holy Lord is eternal and indestructible."
"Yes, that's right, you're lying."
They couldn't believe it, and they didn't want to believe it.
If that's true, then there's no point in them living!
"I've said my piece; believe it or not is up to you."
These witches said they didn't believe it, but their hearts were already wavering.
After all, this had never happened before, and they couldn't explain it.
Even the Grand Elder is dead.
If the Holy Lord were still alive, he would protect the Witch Clan. How could the Grand Elder have died?
The entire Wu tribe looked utterly dejected and lifeless, and Zhang Tongyang seized the opportunity to rake in heads.
After all, if it weren't them, it would have been him who died.
Wu Yao also frowned. If that were really the case...
What's the point of him leading the witch clan then?
Wouldn't all these people become useless then?
What else can they do besides voodoo and witchcraft?
Suddenly, the sound of horses' hooves approached.
Everyone turned to look.
How could there be an army here?
Wu Changming and the other two also looked at Zhang Tongyang. Could his men be the army?
Zhang Tongyang was smug again, "Look, my men are here."
Now Wu Yao truly understood the current situation. Regardless of whether the Wu Clan was useful or not, at least he was still the king.
He cannot, absolutely cannot, allow the witch clan to be wiped out!
“Everyone, pull yourselves together. This is our territory. We can’t lose. We can’t let them take over our land.”
Some people mustered their last breath and stood up, determined to at least get through this ordeal.
After the soldiers of the Southern Dynasty dismounted and saluted Zhang Tongyang, Zhang Tongyang waved his hand and launched a direct attack on the Wu tribe.
Seeing this scene, Wu Xun couldn't help but feel heartbroken, but the situation was now beyond her control.
The Southern Dynasty is now in charge.
Zhang Tongyang didn't lift a finger this time; he left everything to his subordinates.
"How about it? I held back pretty well, didn't I?"
However, no one paid any attention to him.
After all, two of the three were from the Witch Clan, so they wouldn't flatter him, and Wuchen, the only one, had no time for jokes in this situation.
The scene was one of carnage, with severed limbs, blood and flesh flying everywhere, and screams echoing incessantly.
In the end, the Wu tribe suffered a crushing defeat.
Seeing that the situation was hopeless, Wu Yao wanted to escape, but this man was clearly the leader of these people, so how could the soldiers let him go? They captured him and brought him over.
Wu Yao glared fiercely at the group.
It was they who ruined all his plans; he could have become the rightful king today.
“Wu Xun, Wu Changming, don’t you feel any remorse for leading these outsiders to attack your own race? Even I, who am not a member of the Wu clan, can do this. You are traitors and ingrates. You will be punished by heaven.”
All the surviving members of the Wu tribe looked at the two with the same eyes, after all, they hated the traitors more than the invaders of their territory.
Wu Changming did feel guilty, but he had a clear conscience; he had long since severed ties with the Wu clan.
Moreover, he never intended to attack the Wu tribe.
He had absolutely no idea about these soldiers from the Southern Dynasty.
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