Chapter 1818 Two Butchers

"Boom!"

"Boom..."

With a series of low muffled sounds, the huge heads of the Mosha soldiers were cut off one by one by the Fang Tian Hua Ji in Ning Tianlin's hand, and rolled away.

This one-sided massacre started just like that, and after a while...

In the central square, the sand kept blowing, and the dust gradually dissipated. Two figures burst out from the group of soldiers, both holding blood-stained weapons, standing in the center.

"Friend Tianlin, I killed a total of 25 people with the Nine Heavens Red Flame Spear in my hand. How about you?"

As early as after Ning Tianlin used the super sound wave, Wu Daoxuan, who was hiding in the dark and waiting for an opportunity, appeared out of thin air behind the Mosha soldiers. The two of them started swinging their weapons at the same time, one in front and one behind.

"Twenty less, Senior Bi Wu."

Smiling slightly, Ning Tianlin suddenly coughed violently a few times, covering his mouth with his palms, and traces of blood appeared in his palms.

"What happened to you? Are you okay?"

Looking at Ning Tianlin's pale face, Wu Daoxuan asked with some concern. He originally wanted to go up and help Ning Tianlin, but the other party refused.

"It's a small matter, don't worry, it's nothing serious."

Waving his hand indifferently, Ning Tianlin swallowed a pill to suppress the internal injuries caused by the opponent's use of the magic sand clan secret method in the previous attack with Cang Ming.

Before, he could forcefully suppress the surging force, but due to the continuous fighting, the energy in his body was a little powerless.

"It's still a hard truth to improve combat effectiveness as soon as possible."

Ning Tian said secretly in his heart that his various secret methods were indeed very powerful and could kill the existence of the ninth stage of the Lord of the Universe.

But those were all quick battles. If he encountered some tough opponents, he might not be able to keep up with his physical strength after a long battle, and he would be at a disadvantage...

"Senior Wu, leave the rest to me."

Ning Tianlin looked at the Mosha soldiers who were no longer interested in fighting in the central square, and his dark eyes were indifferent.

He coughed a few times again, slowly dragged the Fang Tian Huaji in his hand, and walked towards the remaining soldiers.

"Okay, I'll listen to you..."

Looking at the long sand pit passage behind Ning Tianlin dragged by the Fang Tian Huaji, Wu Daoxuan shook his head helplessly. This was not the first time this situation had occurred.

The previous branches were in the same situation. After stabilizing the overall situation, the remaining Mosha soldiers were all Ning Tianlin's business, so Wu Daoxuan chose not to intervene this time.

"Let us go, we are just following orders..."

"Don't come over, I didn't do anything to you..."

"Don't kill us, otherwise the headquarters will definitely send people to hunt you down and cut you into pieces!"

Noisy voices came out intermittently from the group of soldiers, from the initial whispers of begging for mercy to the later harsh threats.

Ning Tianlin smiled, but did not answer. His eyes were still indifferent, and he did not have the slightest pity for the miserable conditions of those soldiers.

Because Ning Tianlin had long seen the resentment hidden deep in the soldiers' pretended pitiful eyes.

I am sure that if Ning Tianlin and those magic sand soldiers were switched positions now, they would do the same thing.

It would even be more despicable and excessive. Ning Tianlin could at least give them a quick death, and they would not suffer so much torture.

"If you dare to kill us, the clan leader will definitely make you live a life worse than death!"

Those soldiers seemed to have understood that the young man who was ruthless would definitely not have any sympathy for them.

Therefore, their words no longer contained any begging for mercy, but were filled with ferocious murderous intent, intending to fight to the death.

"The leader of the Demon Sand Clan?"

"Don't worry, you will see him soon."

As soon as the words fell, Ning Tianlin's face instantly turned cold, and he no longer paid attention to the shock and fear in the soldiers' eyes.

The super sound wave came out of his mouth again, and the Fang Tian Huaji in his hand followed closely, smashing heavily towards the group of dizzy soldiers...

Looking at Ning Tianlin, who started to fight without any hesitation, Wu Daoxuan seemed to see a demon crawling out of hell, waving the sickle of the god of death, dancing among the soldiers, with elegance and violence coexisting.

At the same time, Wu Daoxuan secretly rejoiced in his heart that Ning Tianlin was a descendant of the Earth. Otherwise, with his terrifying growth rate and cruel means, there would be few people in the universe who could do nothing to him...

"The last one!"

Ning Tianlin was looking coldly at the last soldier of the Mosha tribe who was screaming loudly under the shadow of death.

Compared to letting others say that he was an insensitive butcher, Ning Tianlin didn't like being remembered by some cold-blooded creatures like venomous snakes all the time, just like the Mosha tribe, which was now incompatible with water and fire, must be uprooted.

"Bang!"

With the last muffled sound, the soldier's pupils suddenly bulged out, and his body sank a lot. A mouthful of blood mixed with broken internal organs in his body was sprayed out of his mouth.

Staring at the young man holding the Fang Tian Hua Ji with resentful eyes, the body of the last soldier finally softened slowly, and the only weak vitality in his body also quickly dissipated.

At this moment, the central square has completely turned into a ruin due to the aftermath of the battle just now. There are densely packed, cold corpses lying on it.

Ning Tianlin closed his eyes gently, exhaled a breath of turbid air in his body, and turned to Wu Daoxuan behind him without even looking at the corpses.

At the same time as Ning Tianlin left, the summoned ten thousand-foot centipede stood in the void, without the slightest hesitation, and rose into the air with a bloody mouth.

Diving down towards the ruins below, it kept turning and moving, swallowing the scattered corpses into its stomach.

"Senior Wu, this Hun Cang branch is considered to be completely destroyed."

Walking to Wu Daoxuan's side, Ning Tianlin said softly with a slightly tired look on his face. His physical energy was consumed too much.

"Well, the last one left is also the most difficult one, the lair of the Demon Sand Clan!"

After responding in a deep voice, Wu Daoxuan's deep black eyes swept around, and saw that the remaining bodies of soldiers in the entire central square were being devoured by the Thousand-legged Centipede.

Where it passed, only some spurted blood was left, and even the extremely small pieces of meat were sucked into the stomach of the Thousand-legged Centipede.