Muyu said in a low voice,"alright, I'll leave these sword shuttles to you. Leave one for me to play with. I still don't have a good flying magic tool .."
"Alright, don't worry. I'll leave the best one for you," Zhao Hai laughed. Muyu laughed heartily as he directed the other two magical treasures to attack the Allied army of the weaving Fire Tribe and the giant spirit tribe.
The Allied army of the flame weaving tribe and the giant spirit tribe had already lost their formation. Their formation was already very loose, and after Zhao Hai's repeated attacks with the three great formations, they had lost their formation completely. In addition, the flame weaving tribe had just freed themselves from the fusion spear technique, so their strength had been greatly reduced. This was the best time to kill them.
