C7

"Heir competition?" The news of the heir competition was not something that Chi Ya and other warriors of the tribe were qualified to know. This meant that Black Claw had already started preparing for the succession. Although he was clear on this point, he did not care about it, but it was different when it came to Big Claw and him.

Kui Tu turned towards Big Claw and said these words. There was something special between his eyebrows, and his eyes were cold and cold. Big Claw was too young to care about the other meaning of Kui Tu's words. But Kui Tu was his biggest supporter so he couldn't help but hesitate.

He slightly flicked the edge of his dagger and said in an annoying tone, "If you want to make a move, then do it quickly. If you miss this place, then there won't be such a good opportunity. I don't like the position of the successor, but I want one more head than you. What can you do?"

Both sides did not retreat, just like two young raging bulls colliding with each other.

Big Claw didn't expect Feng Feiyun to know about the next move from the change in his shoulder. Caught off guard, the Fangs Blade roared and slashed through the air.

The cold touch of the steel sabre made the hairs on Big Claw's neck stand up. He looked at the claw with a smile on his face that was about to pop out of his eye and felt a slight chill in his heart. The rough sabre with the hilt was also on his neck, and the hilt was in Kui Tu's hand.

Otherwise, he would not have been able to survive the sandstorm. However, Kui Tu's speed was not slow either, and the moment he changed his form, he instinctively placed the blade against his neck, forming a three-way rule.

The second time Big Claw was so close to death, and the last time was when he was twelve years old, when he was tested as a servant. However, that time was not so dangerous, because the Great Elder had given him a gauntleted gauntlet beforehand, and only the teeth of a saber-toothed beast could pass this time, while this time, the sabre, which was even sharper than the fangs of a wild beast, was embedded in his neck.

Sweat trickled down the tip of his nose, and he forced himself not to tremble in fear. Even if the blade of the knife was trembling slightly, it would still cut his neck and the corner of his mouth would still be lifted into a smile, and drops of blood that oozed out of the cut skin would flow down his body, mixing with the blood on his neck. The pain he suffered was a thousand times worse than the pain from the claws, but he still controlled every part of his body.

"If you let him go, I'll let you go …" Kui Tu swallowed his saliva and spoke as calmly as he could. He didn't want to give Chu Feng any stimulation, but his eyes flickered with indecision. He grit his teeth at one moment, and was at a loss at the other.

"Make him throw the knife …" Feng Feiyun's eyes swept across Big Claw's trembling right hand. The Fangs Blade was quite heavy and was more than ten pounds heavy, making Big Claw's arm seem like it was going to spasm. If not for Big Claw holding his breath, he would have been carried away by the Fangs Blade.

Without waiting for Kui Tu to speak, Kui Tu fell heavily onto the ground with a loud thud, his big claws like throwing away a heavy burden. With a thought, Kui Tu loosened his grip, and he could see that Gao Feng did not plan to take his life. The dagger had not cut through his big claws' skin, unlike his Fangs Blade, which had already caused meandering blood to flow from his neck.

The dagger was removed from Big Claw's neck in an instant, and Kui Tu hesitated. Should I kill the three claws? However, this moment of hesitation was met with a lightning fast counterattack.

However, the moment the dagger was pulled back, it moved as fast as lightning, the peak moved away from the Fangs Blade, the elbow slammed into the arm holding the blade. The Fangs Blade flew out of the hand, still flying, and the serrated saber stabbed into the side of Kui Tu's neck without any hesitation, not holding back at all.

The whole thing happened in less than a second. Big Claw just blinked a few times, and Kui Tu's eyes bulged and he let out a gurgling sound. He grabbed Feng Feiyun's right hand with both of his hands and slowly kneeled down on the ground.

"AHH!" Big Claw shrieked as if he had seen a ghost. The cold and ferocious image of the peak was imprinted in his eyes like a carving of a sword.

"Boom …" The door was torn open by the sharp claws of the black blade. The next moment, it shattered like a crispy biscuit, revealing the figures of the black claws and the brave warriors of the tribe. In the next second, they all blankly stared at the peak that pierced through the artery in Kui Tu's neck.

Feng Feiyun's cold eyes swept across the crowd at the gate, then he suddenly kicked Kui Tu's chest and pulled out his sawtooth dagger. The sharp sawtooth was like a saw, cutting off Kui Tu's neck, cutting off his head and ten fingers.

The flying heads and severed fingers were sprinkled with black blood and rolled on the ground. The headless body on the ground was like a pump, spitting out waves of blood and washing away the dust on the ground, creating countless dusty little columns.

"Ah Da, save me! Three Claws wants to kill me!" Big Claw was smart. Ignoring the fact that Feng Zhiling was right beside him, he scrambled towards Black Claw. His frightened face was pale as he reached out his hands to grab at the leather pants under Black Claw's feet to ask for his father's protection.

"Clang …" Black Claw kicked away the huge claw and stepped forward. He used a ruthless and cold gaze to stab at Feng Ji. The killing intent was like a sharp blade, but Feng Ji didn't even look at him as he wiped off all the blood on the blade on Kui Tu's body.

The supreme leader of the tribe was an unquestionable god in the hearts of the people of the lower class. Whether it was Little Chenu or the other brave warriors of the tribe behind Black Claw, they were all worried about the peak, afraid that Black Claw would be angry and tear it apart.

"What do you say?" There was shock and fear frozen on Kui Tu's face at the last moment. Black Claw's question was also the question of the warriors of other tribes. Black Claw Tribe had a strict system, so the thing they hated the most was people killing each other. This would give the other tribes an opportunity to kill each other.

"I have nothing to say …" If Black Claw did not come, he would also kill Big Claw and light a fire to turn the entire house into ashes. As for the consequences, he had never thought about it before.

"Kui Tu is the son of the Great Elder. What should we do if we kill the warriors of the tribe with our three claws?" Black Claw did not press him further, he was surprised by his third son's answer. At the moment, his appearance was very miserable, and most of the muscles on his body were worn through by the sand, and drops of fresh red blood formed on his skin like rags, and there was also that large piece of dark purple color on his skin. Obviously, he had struggled out of the sandstorm, but the fierceness and stubbornness in his eyes made him feel a kind of genuine surprise.

In his heart, it didn't matter whether or not Kui Tu died at the hands of the peak. What was important was what had happened that caused the peak to change so much.

Very soon, the oldest of the Horde Warriors with the most scars walked forward. Looking at the corpses on the ground and the peak, he frowned. This Horde Warrior was the Second Elder who was in charge of the management of the weapons and equipment of the tribe.

The Second Elder was good at observation. He first looked at Kui Tu's appearance after his death, then looked at the two fangs scattered on the ground. Finally, he saw the cut on the peak's neck that was made by the blade.

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