As soon as the man fell, everyone was stunned.

Immediately afterwards, they found that a large amount of blood was spilling from the fingers of the man covering his neck, and in the blink of an eye, the palm of his hand was stained blood-red.

He had his throat cut!

The terrible thing is that they didn't even see how the other person moved!

The patriarch of the Wanshan tribe looked at Jun Tianheng vigilantly, and his whole body tensed: "Who are you?" ”

"Death, or surrender, I count only three times. Three-"

"Die!" How could the patriarch of the Wanshan tribe accept his fate? He burst into a shout, stomped his right foot on the ground hard, jumped into the air with his strength, and slashed fiercely at Jun Tianheng with a giant axe.

Jun Tianheng didn't even take out the weapon, he only raised his right hand, his index finger and middle finger together, and pointed a little towards him, and there was a bloody hole in his body in an instant, and the eruption of Yuan Force was like a ball with a hole, and it was unloaded in a blink of an eye.

Without the support of Yuan Li, he could no longer stay in mid-air, and soon fell hard, slamming on the stone floor with a "bang".

"Click, click!"

A crisp sound sounded one after another, and a spiderweb-like crack appeared on the stone slab under him, which shows how strong it was when it fell just now!

"You...... How did you...... How can it be so strong? The patriarch of the Wanshan tribe fell hard, but his eyes were staring at Jun Tianheng, "Your level is definitely above me, you have already taken that step, right?" Tell me! ”

"Two—"

"I ......"

"One!"

At the same time that Jun Tianheng said the word "one", the patriarch of the Wanshan tribe changed suddenly, and said quickly: "I choose to surrender!" ”

"Patriarch!"

The people around him exclaimed in unison, all looking at him in disbelief, obviously not expecting his own boss to admit so quickly.

But the patriarch of the Wanshan tribe has a word of suffering.

If so, where would he be willing to be a slave? But the other party's strength is far above him, if he doesn't surrender, there is only a dead end waiting for him!

What's more, he has been stuck at the peak of the senior level for too long, but this person's level is clearly above him, if he follows this person, maybe he will also have the possibility of advancing in the future!

Compared to the patriarch of the Jufeng tribe, his vision was obviously more far-reaching. So after realizing that he was not an opponent, he decisively chose to surrender.

Jun Tianheng didn't care what he thought in his heart, seeing that he was willing to surrender, he took out the master and servant scroll and completed the ceremony of recognizing the lord.

The patriarch of the Wanshan tribe did not resist, he obediently handed over his blood and recognized Jun Tianheng as the master.

Although the others were dissatisfied, the matter had come to this point, and it was useless for them to stop it.

Of course, these people don't have the courage to stop it.

There is no foolish and loyal idea of "the lord humiliates the minister to death" in this place, and the more powerful he is, the more he wants to live. If it weren't for that, they wouldn't have persecuted those women, regardless of their lives or deaths, and only used them as tools for promotion, life-saving, and childbearing.

And instead of giving birth to offspring, they care more about promotion and life-saving.

The people present were all high-level warriors, even if they were not as good as the patriarch, they could see that Jun Tianheng was powerful and cold-blooded.

No one wants to follow in the footsteps of that unlucky guy just now.

The patriarch of the Wanshan tribe became Jun Tianheng's slave, and if he was taken, the entire Wanshan tribe would almost be taken down.

Jun Tianheng selected some excellent soldiers from the remaining high-level warriors to be taken as slaves, and so far, no one in the Wanshan tribe dared to resist.

Lan Ke didn't interfere during the whole process, and kept sitting on the back of the carving beast, watching all this coldly.

After the Wanshan tribe was completely taken, she asked, "How many women are there in the tribe?" ”

The patriarch of the Wanshan tribe was called Wanshan, and he heard Lan Ke's words, but he didn't want to pay attention to them. Even if he recognized Jun Tianheng as the master, he still didn't look down on Lan Ke, a woman.

It's just a woman, even if it's beautiful? Maybe he'll die one day.

At this time, he didn't realize that Jun Tianheng and Lan Ke were not from this world, and subconsciously regarded Jun Tianheng as a more advanced warrior, and Lan Ke was the woman Jun Tianheng fancied.

Everyone knows that the higher the level of the warrior, the more powerful the Yuanli riot will be, and the faster the women around him will die.

Therefore, in Wan Shan's opinion, it is really difficult to say that Lan Ke can stay by Jun Tianheng's side for a few days.

A person who knows that he will die, he naturally doesn't pay attention to it.

Who knew that he would soon be slapped in the face.

Before Jun Tianheng could teach a lesson, Lan Ke had already stood up from the back of the carved beast, and there was an extra mace in his hand, pointing at Wan Shan condescendingly: "I asked you just now, didn't you hear?" ”

Wan Shan was stunned for a moment when he saw the mace in Lan Ke's hand.

For one thing, it looks really hideous, and there are blood stains on it.

Second, this thing sinks when it looks at it, and Lan Ke can easily hold it in his hand, which is really a little weird.

Wan Shan's heart jumped suddenly, and he regretted his rudeness just now.

But he still didn't believe how powerful Lan Ke could be as a woman.

He glanced at Jun Tianheng cautiously, and when he saw that he didn't seem to be angry, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and at the same time became bolder.

Then he saw Lan Ke jump off the back of the eagle beast and come to him like lightning!

it! What a speed!

The hideous mace pierced the air and struck quickly, the distance was too close, and it was too late for Wan Shan to strike again, so he could only roll on the spot and dodge the blow in embarrassment.

But even after dodging the mace, he still felt a sting pain in his back, as if it had been cut.

As if to verify his guess, as soon as he thought of this, he heard his subordinates exclaim: "Patriarch, you have an injury on your back!" ”

Wounded? How can it be? He clearly dodged it!

Wan Shan instinctively wiped his backhand on his back, and sure enough, he touched the hot blood.

He hurriedly rolled over and got up, looking at Lan Ke in horror: "How can you be so strong?" ”

Isn't this a woman?

Wan Shan's gaze swept towards Lan Ke's chest, and he immediately denied this speculation, but his heart was even more confused.

This person is clearly a woman, how can he be so strong? Can women also cultivate? How is this possible!

Wan Shan thought about it and felt that his head was about to explode, but he couldn't think of a reason.

At this time, Lan Ke spoke again: "How many women are there in the tribe?" ”

Wan Shan didn't dare to slack off anymore, and replied honestly: "Including the female dolls, there are a total of eight hundred and seventy-three people. ”

When Lan Ke heard this answer, he laughed mockingly: "It seems that you are counting every day. ”

If not, how could this person accurately report specific numbers without even thinking about it?

Women are prone to death, and female dolls are even more likely to die, even if this is a large tribe. Lanke believes that the people here will definitely count the number of women every day.

Wan Shan's cheeks twitched, feeling that Lan Ke's tone was a little unkind, and his heart suddenly sank.