Usma stepped on the female wall of the crossbridge with one foot, pinched her waist with one hand, let her long hair flutter in the air in the wind, pointed to the fang outside the crossbridge that was obviously stunned, and let out a long howl: "Your name is Fang!"

Goo-dong.

The sound of saliva swallowing sounded, and the thief looked at Usma blankly.

Tsuchiyama was also stunned.

The fangs outside the bridge were also dumbfounded.

The people of the Qingfeng clan who were knocked down by the boulder were also dumbfounded.

Usma raised her eyebrows and shouted: "Come on, come on, let's continue if you don't accept it, aren't you quite arrogant, come on, idiot!"

In the face of Usma's provocation, Fang was directly angry.

"Damn, I'll kill you!"

So saying, Fang grabbed his spear and charged towards Usma, and as he ran, the spear in his hand was ready to be thrown.

The thief was taken aback when he saw this, and hurriedly said, "Usma, little..."

Before the word word fell, he heard Usmana's disdainful voice sound: "Due west, two-fifths of the load, ready to throw stones." ”

Ji Thief was stunned: "What the hell?"

However, in the next second, the thief knew what Usma was talking about.

Seven consecutive whistles whistled in the air, and huge slings flew out of the valley.

Originally, the spear in Fang's hand had already flown out, and it was aimed in the direction of Usma.

However, the stone slings came first, and a stone the size of a millstone directly smashed the spear thrown by the fang in the air, and followed the castration unabated, and went straight to the fang.

"Damn it, who the hell could throw a stone so far!"

Fang scolded angrily.

However, he only had time to complain about this, and he had to quickly retreat backwards.

Bang bang bang.

Seven loud bangs in a row.

The seven boulders were arranged in turn in the place where the fang had landed before, and the latter was shocked to sweat all over his body.

He looked at the boulder that was only a palm's throw away from his feet, and his heart couldn't help but be full of fear.

Just now, I was a little slower to retreat, and I let this boulder be stoned to death directly.

The people of the Qingfeng clan were already in a panic at this time.

Everyone is an ordinary person, no matter how fierce they are, but when they see the picture of the boulder flying into the sky, which is far beyond their imagination, they are still a little scared.

It's not just a fist-sized stone, so anyone can pick it up and throw it out.

It's a boulder.

It's as big as a boulder.

Moreover, it flew out of the Lihuo Valley sixty or seventy steps away.

I can't say, if you count the strange structure made of trees and stones that blocked everyone's tracks, this stone would have flown out at least eighty steps.

Usma stood on the female wall of the crossbridge, hooked her neck outward, and said with a smile: "Yo, the speed is quite fast, it is worthy of being the first person in the Qingfeng tribe, come, let's have fun today." ”

As he spoke, Usma continued to shout: "Due west, three-sevenths of a load, stone throwing!"

Before the fang could say a word, the next second, seven more boulders flew out and smashed into the place where he landed.

"Damn it!"

With a bitter curse, Fang could only flee back and forth.

Every boulder flew past his body, and Rao was fast enough to dodge, but the flying stone still scratched a lot of scars on his body.

Every time you dodge a boulder, you are in a race against life and death.

If you slow down for a second, you will be dead and your head will be shattered.

Fang is conceited and invincible, and no one has ever been able to make him so embarrassed before he meets the thief.

Even if he was a thief, he didn't use fire to attack, and he didn't push the fang into a corner.

But looking at it again this time, a casual middle-aged man in the Lihuo tribe let himself experience the feeling of brushing shoulders with death twenty-one times in a row.

After this pass, Fang's whole person felt collapsed.

Now he has withdrawn a hundred steps away.

Fang, who thought he was safe, endured his weak legs to prevent himself from falling to the ground, not that he was tired, but that he was afraid.

Fang wiped the beads of sweat from his head, and just as he wanted to catch his breath, Usma's roar came from across the bridge.

"North by West, forget it, look in the direction of my finger, four-ninths of the load, attack me! I really don't believe it, I can make you jump in front of me. ”

Fang's pupils contracted again, and as soon as he looked up, seven more boulders flew out.

Fang opened his mouth and scolded, he was already physically and mentally exhausted, he had no choice but to drag his frightened stupid body again to dodge.

After another series of races to the death, Fang could no longer stand, and sat on the ground with a plop, gasping for air.

Usma's smug laughter spread throughout the audience, and even Fang couldn't figure out how he had withdrawn a hundred and twenty paces away, and how did the smiling guy get his voice so far?

Fang didn't know, at this time, Usma, holding a trumpet-shaped amplifier made of copper in his hand, laughed loudly: "The first person in the Qingfeng tribe, how do you feel? Isn't it very exciting? Ah? Come, let's play slowly, but let me remind you first, my trebuchet can hit a distance of up to three hundred and eighty-nine steps, you have to be careful, otherwise you die, who will I find to practice accurately." ”

Fang heard this sentence clearly, and almost vomited blood to death.

Damn, the first person in the Qingfeng tribe, the man who can beat away the black bear with his bare hands, the god of war of the Qingfeng tribe, when did he become the opponent's tool for training his head?

"Our target has retreated to a distance of one hundred and fifty paces, everyone prepare, add half of the load, and continue the attack for me!" exclaimed Usma.

Fang stomped his foot at this, and although he didn't believe that Usma's trebuchet could be thrown so far, he didn't dare to joke with his life.

The fang was scared.

Yes, you read that right, the fangs are afraid.

This man who is confident that he is rampant in the world with his own force and has unparalleled combat power is afraid.

The thief's fire attack failed to scare the man, and Usma's trebuchet scared.

Fang retreated while dodging the stone, and every time the stone-throwing fell on his side, it made him tremble.

That's a damning feeling.

"Lord Fang, be careful!"

Just when the fang had already run for nearly three hundred steps, the flying stone that had chased him all the way once again shrouded the top of the fang's head.

If he could, Fang really wanted to scold a bastard loudly at this time.

You can really throw it that far, right?

Hearing the reminder from the clansmen below, Fang turned around sharply.

The Qingfeng people on the left and right sides were so frightened that they hid far away, and they now understood that as long as they didn't stand with Fang, they wouldn't be affected by the boulder.

It is precisely because of this that as long as it is a place where the fang is, within a radius of fifty steps, you can't find a single Qingfeng clansman.

They verbally reminded them, but none of them came up to help.

For no other reason, everyone is afraid of death.

Fang once again showed his embarrassment in front of the Qingfeng people who worshipped him.

In order to survive, Fang also didn't care about anything.

However, the people of Qingfeng did not laugh at him, after all, it was really uncomfortable for the boulder to fall down, and no one could bear it.

It's a fang, and it's okay to hold on for so long.

Although the fang's posture of avoiding the boulder is a bit ugly, it is understandable.

It's just that everyone is really afraid of the flying stones that can fly hundreds of steps away.

Even the first person in the tribe couldn't bear it, and it was even more uncomfortable for him to be just ordinary clansmen.

Finally ran three hundred and fifty paces away, and this time, the fang really had no strength.

He was drenched in sweat and panting for breath.

The whole person is like being fished out of water.

However, before he could rest, another wave of stones flew in.

Fang was anxious: "Come on!!"

He was also very annoyed and picked up a wooden sign from the ground, feeling that he was being treated as a monkey, and he felt extremely aggrieved.

I think my dignified God of War Fang, when has I been bullied like this?

He got angry, raised the wooden card, and slammed it into the flying boulder.

There was a loud bang, and the flying stone collided with the wooden sign.

A few pieces of wood flew up in the air, and when I looked at the fang, the whole person flew out like a cannonball.

Usma, who was holding a pergola and looking out into the distance, saw this scene, and happily turned his head and smiled at Ji Thief: "Patriarch, it's done." ”