C99

"Three strikes …" "Three claws …" The mountain peak was dragged down to the ground by people, suppressing small sparks as it moved backwards. The anxious howls of the broken teeth reached the ears of the mountain peak. It was like hearing a roar above water, causing the mountain peak to be unable to tell where it really was.

The massive explosion shook the peak, but shocked the rest of the people. The frantic resistance of the Earth Scourge Tribe stopped after the loud noise. Their bodies were covered in minced meat and their heads were filled with surprise as they stared at the swirling black smoke and the huge crater faintly discernable from the black smoke.

"Your son is amazing …" He said to Black Claw sincerely.

With the death of the soldiers on the ground, the tribe could no longer be called the Sangang Tribe. Facing the two Protectors who had rushed into their nest, facing the army that was constantly pushing towards them, many people no longer had the will to fight. In an era with powerful individual forces, the Protector was a general that boosted the morale.

However, in front of absolute strength, they could not even move a single inch. The Black Claw did not have the ability to use it easily, and with just the sharp blade alone, he was able to cut a large number of men into strips. Every time he attacked, a pile of flesh would be scattered by his sharp claws.

More accurately speaking, he was even more bloody than Ren Black Claw. He could create a vacuum storm in the air with his hands, and it would send out waves of violent air currents, sweeping the Horde Warriors into it one by one. Like a meat grinder, he would mince them into minced meat the size of a fingernail.

Under the bloody massacre of the two people, the fear of the Horde Warriors was magnified, and they threw away their weapons to kneel down in succession. They were willing to be slaves, but they were not willing to become a pile of minced meat.

Whether it was the Warriors of the Black Claw Tribe, the Warriors of the Tauren Tribe, or the personal servants of the Peak, all of them had their own identities. The violent and barbaric barbarians, the men of the wilderness were used to killing and also used to venting their barbaric actions on the losers.

From time to time, people would rush in with bloodshot eyes and start venting out their anger as soon as they saw the woman. The mournful wails and wails were the main theme of this place, and no one tried to stop them or pay attention to them.

He looked at the man kneeling on the ground with satisfaction and turned his head to look at the chaotic Earth Slayer Tribe. He couldn't help but sigh, "This is really a good place. Give me a thousand men, and I'll be able to block ten thousand …"

Black Claw shook his claws and flicked away the blood. His eyes were a little worried as he looked at the mountain that was being carried over. He couldn't help but say, "Looks like we can attack, but others can also attack..."

"Black Claw, do you think we should wait until Three Claws wakes up before counting the grains?" The second elder ran over happily and said to the black claw.

"Hey!" All of a sudden, the man with a head opened his mouth and gazed into the distance. Black Claw also turned around and looked in that direction. He saw many warriors of the tribe running towards them. They couldn't help but look at each other.

"Wasteland man, it's the Wasteland man …" The second elder suddenly jumped up and shouted. Thousands of barbarian warriors appeared behind hundreds of the tribe warriors and chased them closely. Many of the warriors had exhausted their energy and fell to the ground, but were drowned by the barbarians. Standing on the wall, they could clearly see that other than the warriors who wanted to kill them, most of them were captured.

"He has finally made his move …" Looking at the chaos over there, he spoke indifferently. He had already expected this, but he wasn't surprised.

"Luckily we came in, I hope this place can block ten thousand people …" Black Claw smiled bitterly. The migration of the Black Claw Tribe was entering the tribe. Before the chaos from that tribe reached them, they would at least have a safe haven. However, no one could say for sure if they would be able to reach the Southern Wilderness.

White Wolf, Night Owl and Venomous Eye were captured and annexed. The rear horn is completely surrounded, and the chickens will be destroyed in ten days at most, and the sheep, broken teeth, and the three Kali tribes will all fall, and the leader will not know if he is alive or dead. The rest of the tribes will have lost their members, and only a few leaders will be able to lead their people to flee in the wilderness.

In the midst of his confusion, he heard the sound of a low voice, which caused his eyelids to twitch. Without waiting for him to open his eyes, the voice became much clearer.

"The situation isn't good. We've gathered more than two hundred warriors, but they've been scared out of their wits. They say that the barbarians are eating the humans, and they're sending them away, so they're afraid that they'll be eaten as well …"

"Bullsh * t, the barbarians don't eat people, only stinky insects eat people …" His head was filled with anger as he roared, but he was actually furious at the Second Elder.

"Chief, you said that you are a branch of the Hengshan clan. Can you contact them and ask them to spare us? Or, can we just hand over the clansmen and the tribal warriors who have pledged allegiance to them?"

At this time, the third elder spoke up. As a third elder, he was qualified to join the conversation.

"It's very difficult, they can't make any mistakes, once they get caught, they might end up in the same situation as me, I can't count on them …"

These words caused everyone to turn silent. Feng Zhiling suddenly opened his eyes and sat up, letting out cries of surprise.

"What's going on?" Zou Feng painfully rubbed his head, but a layer of his charred hair had been torn off. He couldn't help but be stunned.

"The barbarians wiped out the Western Wilderness. Most of the tribes no longer exist, and we were surrounded by over three thousand barbarians. They are not attacking us, I'm afraid they are waiting for reinforcements …"

The Second Elder was clever with his words and explained the cause of this matter in a few words. He stared at the peak with his two small eyes, as if he wanted to see what it was like.

Chu Feng didn't answer. He just sat down cross-legged, picked up the wine glasses from the table, and drank up the last of the wine. Then, his gaze swept over everyone's faces, revealing a trace of ridicule.

"What the hell do you mean?" Black Claw could not stand to see such a peak, and he hated this kind of superior attitude the most.

"It's nothing. They surrounded us because they have no confidence in eating us." It is they who are afraid. What are you worried about? "

Feng Feiyun said with disdain. His eyes lit up as he urgently asked: "What should I do?" Section error, click on this report (no registration), after reporting the maintenance personnel will correct chapter content within two minutes, please wait patiently, and refresh the page.