Yuan Hongzhuang said: "It's all the master's clever plan. Oh, by the way, I also want to thank the old gang leader for his guidance."

As he said that, Jiang Fan saw Wang Gelu walking over with a big sickle that was eight feet long.

"Old hero Wang, we meet again."

Jiang Fan cupped his hands and smiled.

This is what Jiang Fan calls reinforcements. Wang Gelu has introduced himself into this grassland game. Of course, he will not let him get away with it, so he directly drags him in and uses it.

Therefore, Jiang Fan divided the overt and dark hands this time. The overt hands are the seven little ones, and the dark hands include the Xiaoyao Society and the Grass Cutting Gang.

Wang Gelu's face was full of amazement: "This... what on earth is going on? It's really unbelievable... If the prince hadn't said hello in advance, I would have been a little at a loss."

Jiang Fan laughed and said, "Thank you for your hard work, little tricks."

"This is not a small trick, it is a trick of ghosts and gods. If it were not so, it would not be so easy to face more than 500 top players. In the end, the prince..."

Jiang Fan said: "We will discuss this matter later. This place is dangerous and it is not advisable to stay for a long time. We have to clean up the battlefield as soon as possible. We will talk about old times later. I will meet these prisoners first."

After saying that, he bared his teeth and smiled and walked up to the three prisoners kneeling on the ground.

"How about it? How do you feel about meeting the ancestor?"

The tall barbarian with the giant wolf gritted his teeth and was pinned to the ground without saying a word.

"Don't say anything..." Jiang Fan snorted softly, a sledgehammer appeared in his hand, and he hit it directly, and the man fell silent immediately.

The giant wolf next to him suddenly bared its teeth and tried to get up, but Big Big Wolf roared and cowered back again.

Everyone was secretly amazed when they saw it. The gray wolf was about the same size as an ordinary native dog, but this black wolf was as big as a sweaty horse. Moreover, just by looking at the coat color, the difference was huge. The giant wolf was so powerful.

, and the breath was extremely terrifying. But this giant wolf didn't even dare to breathe when faced with the bastard Gray Wolf.

This movement finally woke up the second prisoner, an old barbarian. He turned his head and looked at Jiang Fan with a confused look: "You...who are you?"

Jiang Fan smiled: "Aren't you here to hunt down me? I am not happy, so I summoned your ancestors to teach you a lesson. What, you still want to kill me?"

The old man was horrified and his pupils were dilated: "No... no, it's impossible! You are the devil - the devil -!"

Facing the frightened and incoherent old man, Jiang Fan also frowned a little.

Fortunately, at this time, Montaigne also turned off the projection. Only then did the last prisoner come to his senses. This man was none other than Manier, the current leader of the Maru tribe.

"Jiang...Jiang Fan...!" Manier stared at him with infinite horror and resentment: "You, you...what did you do?"

Jiang Fan showed an enigmatic smile: "Idiot, of course you don't understand. I can summon heavenly generals, control Yin soldiers, and have vast magical powers. Can you, an idiot like you, understand?"

"No, it's impossible, it's impossible! You're trying to deceive yourself!" His eyes were bloodshot and he roared, but his voice was obviously trembling, proving that he still couldn't really control himself in the face of the strange and incomprehensible sight.

The distance just now was too far, and his mind was trembling in front of the vision. It was impossible for him to hear the conversation between Jiang Fan and Gu Beiyan. At this moment, facing the cliff where the figures disappeared, he was still inexplicably frightened.

"Whatever you think, but the problem now is that your ancestors handed you over to me. How do you think I should fix you, the bastard who violated my borders and harmed my people?" Jiang Fan's voice was sinister and cold.

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Manier's eyes began to show fear. Everyone died. More than 500 strong men in the army and more than 20 top strong men from the thirteen tribes were killed in an instant by the strange appearance of ghosts and gods. Only the remaining

One by oneself.

He was afraid of death, and even more afraid of this kind of unknown death. In fact, there were at least a dozen people who could have been captured just now, but they all blew themselves up and died at the last moment. Only the old man completely lost his mind and was captured, and even that

The guy who was hit on the head and didn't know whether he was alive or dead was also targeted because he was caught off guard. And he was captured largely because he didn't want to die. He wanted to confess in exchange for his life, but... after all, there was another person who was also captured.

The captured old venerable is alive...

He just glanced at it, and Jiang Fan knew it. With a hint of his eyes, Montaigne raised his knife and dropped it, and the old venerable's head fell to the ground.

Jiang Fan showed a devilish smile: "How about it, no more worries?"

"Hiss—" What made Manier gasp was not the cruelty of the other party, but the terrifying ability that penetrated people's hearts. Looking around, there was no one else, so what if he begged for mercy?

Thinking of this, he immediately kowtowed: "My lord, spare my life!"

Jiang Fan smiled: "We are an enemy country, are you just surrendering?"

Manier lay on the ground and shouted: "Your Majesty has great magical powers and can summon ghosts and gods. Manier doesn't know the heights of the world. Please spare my life!"

Manier's Chinese is really rubbish. In Jiang Fan's words, it is simply the ancient version of Manpu. However, Jiang Fan is proficient in both Mandarin and Mandarin, so he can understand what it means.

"Stop talking around, just speak in barbaric language. I can understand it. Tell me, who are these people?"

Mani'er knew that his life was in the hands of others at this moment, and he did not dare to hide it at the moment. He took a deep breath and said: "They are all the strongest members of our Maru tribe, as well as the helping hands of the other twelve brother tribes.

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Jiang Fan nodded: "Who sent you here?"

Manier gritted his teeth, "I...can't say."

"You will die, don't you know?" Jiang Fan said with a smile.ωωw..net

Looking at this devil-like guy, Manier's whole body felt cold, but his eyes were still changing.

"It seems... you are still a man. If someone comes, kill him."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Manier was stunned and immediately shouted: "I said, I said, it's... it's the king."

Jiang Fan smiled coldly: "King Hunxie... This old jackal really wants to do something dirty. Do you dare to come back with me to testify?"

Manier was quite frightened, hesitant and at a loss. For him, going back to testify was like seeking death, and if he didn't agree, he would obviously have to do it now.

Jiang Fan unexpectedly sneered: "Are you still in trouble? Idiot, King Hunxie sent you here on purpose, trying to borrow a knife to kill someone, don't you understand?"

Manier was shocked: "How is this possible?"

"Trash, you Maru were ordered by King Hunxie. He did this to plan some shady things. Now you have all lost their use value, and it has also directly caused King Hunxie to be in trouble, and even affected the world.

The Wolf Lord has no choice but to allow me to participate in the Fuli Conference. If the truth is discovered in the future, you will be the evidence. Why does he keep you?"
Chapter completed!