"Quick, Guan Kui, you go and surround the clan, if you are not of my race, you will not be killed!" Ye Hu said to the people behind him. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Info kicked the horse's belly a few more times and rushed towards the tribal door.

Ye Hu rode back to the tribe on horseback, only to feel that a heat wave was coming in front of him, most of the houses were burned, some were busy rushing to move food from the house, some were carrying weapons and fighting with a group of slaves, and some were holding water vessels to put out the fire, and the tribe was in chaos at the moment. In the chaos, a person ran up and half-knelt in front of Ye Hu, and said: "Patriarch! Chonglou set fire to the clan, and also released all the slaves and gave them weapons, just now Commander Mu was attacked by him and was already dead, and killed more than a dozen people with another sword, and his strength has reached the stage of consummation of Ying Ling, we can't stop him, let him run." ”

"Sure enough, it's him!" Ye Hu gritted his teeth in anger, and his eyes were about to burst into flames, "Kill all the slaves, hurry up and put out the fire!"

"Patriarch, this is not appropriate, if we kill all the slaves, then we will lose some of our combat strength, and I am afraid that tonight's incident will also be detected by the people of several surrounding tribes, if it is attacked, we will face a desperate situation. It was Chonglou who let them out, and if Chonglou was killed, then for them there would be no leader, and naturally there would be no morale, and things would be much easier. "That's human.

"But now that Chonglou is missing, how can I find it?" Ye Hu frowned. Having said that, the key figures are nowhere to be found, and now that these slaves are all red-eyed, the effect of intimidation is minimal, and only by killing their backbone and demoralizing them can they be captured.

The man was about to speak, but a person came running outside the door, clasped his fist at Ye Hu and said: "Patriarch! Chonglou fell down from the wall and was discovered by our brothers, and now Commander Guan and dozens of brothers are trying their best to entangle him, he is so strong, he has to come and ask the patriarch to come out and subdue him!"

"Okay! I was about to look for him, but he came out, bring me a knife, Lao Tzu is going to chop that cub alive!" Ye Hu heard this, and also knew that Chonglou was strong, and even three of the four major leaders of the tribe died under his hands, and they were all masters whose strength was about to reach the perfection of Ying Ling, and they were also well-known among the surrounding tribes, but they still couldn't subdue Chonglou, and only now could he Ye Hu be sure to kill Chonglou.

Ye Hu took the big knife and hurried over with the man.

Outside the tribal wall, there is a flat ground, the sky-high fire shines brightly, and there are corpses lying on the flat ground, dozens of people are all killed under the sword of Chonglou, only Guan Kui is struggling to support in the battle with Chonglou, and there is a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, obviously injured.

Guan Kui held the spear in his hand, and the spear body had a layer of transparent internal force wrapping, but the internal force seemed to be only wrapped around the spear, obviously not to the point where the internal force was released, and it was also thanks to him that he carefully blocked every sword of Chonglou, and he also lost it to him wrapping the spear with internal force, otherwise the spear would have been cut off by Chonglou for a few knots, but in the face of Chonglou's attacks again and again, the hand holding the spear was already painful and numb, and he was sweating on his head, and he had no fighting spirit, and his eyes unconsciously glanced around a few times to find a way out.

Guan Kui was thinking about how to retreat, and suddenly saw the patriarch Ye Hu coming with a big knife, and his heart was happy, but he suddenly heard Chonglou sneer: "It's not good to be distracted in battle!"

Before the words fell, Guan Kui was startled, and hurriedly returned to his senses to parry, but only to see the Chonglou sword go sideways, a sword ran through Guan Kui's armpit, and the tip of the sword poked out from Guan Kui's shoulder.

"Gollum"

Guan Kui made a few noises in his throat, opened his mouth, and didn't say a word, blood had already filled his trachea, but his eyes were filled with an unwilling look, and a stream of blood lost all his lives.

"Guan Kui!" Ye Hu, who was rushing to this scene, saw it in his eyes, his lungs were about to explode, this day because of the appearance of Chonglou, his Wuyan tribe lost four commanders one after another, and now even the migrating clansmen were killed by the slaves released by Chonglou, and now the houses of the tribe are almost burned to the ground, and the people of several surrounding tribes are eyeing them, it can be said that because of the appearance of Chonglou, almost their entire tribe has been destroyed, bringing them a catastrophe.

"Little miscellaneous pieces! Lao Tzu is going to break your body into ten thousand pieces!" Ye Hu's eyes were about to split, he put the big knife in front of his chest, and with a wave of his hand, an arc-shaped air blade shot out, and Chonglou also swung out with a sword, and the two arc-shaped air blades collided together in front of the two.

With a "bang", a strong wind spread, and the two figures rushed directly, and the swords were all glowing with coldness, and they collided heavily together, and then they were separated with a touch.

"It is rumored that the Fish Tribe has produced one of the youngest geniuses, who reached the middle stage of Ying Ling at a young age, but I didn't expect that a few years have passed but it has reached the point of consummation, and the strength is about the same as your father, but unfortunately, the waste of re-life, and finally died under my knife, and now you Chonglou can die under my knife, which is worthy of your father. Ye Hu felt that Chonglou's strength was about the same as that of Chonglou, he was sure to kill Chonglou at the beginning, but now of course he is more likely to kill Chonglou who is less than eighteen years old, and the vigilance against Chonglou in his heart is much more relaxed.

"Father!" Hearing Ye Hu mention Chongxu, Chonglou's heart hurt even more, the tip of his nose was sour, and he stared at Ye Hu in front of him with red eyes, "Ye Hu, I will fight to the death today, and I will pull you as a backpad, hahaha! But even if I can't kill you today, if I escape with all my strength, you can't stop you." Tonight's incident, I'm afraid that several surrounding tribes have noticed it, sooner tomorrow, later a few days, will be attacked, then what ability do you have to resist, not still be killed by other people's swords, your people will either die, or be captured as slaves, you have caused my homeland to be shattered, and now I also want you to taste the pain of the destruction of the family!"

"Damn boy!" Ye Hu thought that mentioning Chonglou's father messed with his mind, angered him or messed with his mind, and the battle would save a little time and energy, but he didn't expect to be picked by Chonglou for a sore spot, for him, how to let the Wuyan tribe survive at the moment is the right topic, what makes Ye Hu even more shocked is that Chonglou actually had this kind of plan at the beginning, knowing that he is weak, a fire is to attract the attention of the surrounding tribes, and the phenomenon of the tribes devouring each other is normal, for food, for the field hunting area, tonight's fire will inevitably attract people from various tribes to explore overnight, as Chonglou said that the short will be tomorrow, and the late will be a few days before the army will attack, Chonglou even released a group of hundreds of slaves, more than half of the people of the tribe are now dead and injured, although these slaves have not cultivated, but they have the advantage of numbers, if it is consumed again, it will always be him Ye Hu who suffers, Chonglou must be solved as soon as possible, those slaves are self-defeating.

When Ye Hu thought of this, a fierce light appeared in his eyes, and he rushed towards Chonglou, this variable, he Ye Hu couldn't allow Chonglou to live for a while.

Chonglou saw Ye Hu swinging his knife and slashing, but he didn't dodge, and when he stepped on the soles of his feet, he also rushed towards Ye Hu, the two of them waved their swords and danced their swords, fighting in one place, and between the collisions of swords, ripples of energy spread out, and the land around the two of them was marked by deep sword marks and sword marks. After dozens of rounds, the two of them were drawn bloody wounds, Chonglou was fine, and Ye Hu was slashed from under his ear to the corner of his mouth by a sword, as hideous and terrifying as a demon's smile.

The two separated again, and at this moment Chonglou was out of breath, his clothes were torn, and he still held a long sword dripping with blood in his hand. Ye Hu was also panting, and the hideous wounds on his face kept bleeding, deeply pricking his nerves.

Chonglou held the sword with one hand, wiped the blood left on his body with the other hand, and took a deep breath, "It's not a way to go on like this, fight!"

Chonglou's eyes flashed a touch of ruthlessness, the internal force in the body surged, a sword slashed at Ye Hu, Ye Hu had no choice but to slash a knife to resist, suddenly the sand and dust were filled, Chonglou recognized the opportunity, grabbed the void on the ground, and sucked a ball of sand in the palm between the internal force, and at the same time the body was not idle to rush towards the dust and mist, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Ye Hu's chest, Ye Hu put the blade across his chest, and the wide blade resisted the long sword that came from the stab, Chonglou saw that the sword was fruitless, and the palm of his hand was a palm on Ye Hu's face, Ye Hu was about to raise his hand to face it, but saw a smile on Chonglou's pale face, a handful of sand in Chonglou's hand, the internal force sprayed, and the sand particles suddenly sprayed out like a scattered bomb, Ye Hu thought that Chonglou was deceitful with his palm, and he was about to deal with it carefully, but he didn't think that Chonglou just played a false palm, and the sand and gravel that shot out was the real purpose of Chonglou.

Ye Hu only felt a tingling pain in front of him, he couldn't open his eyes, how could Chonglou tolerate him for a moment, the long sword in his hand flashed coldly, and it pierced through Ye Hu's throat before he had time to retreat, and a blood arrow drew a gorgeous arc at the moment when he pulled out the long sword.