Wan Lin gently put the two leopards on the ground, turned around and glanced at his action team members, and saw that they were also shocked by the strange scene in front of them, especially Wen Meng and Wu Xueying, who were new team members who did not know the abilities of leopards very well, and their eyes were in disbelief.

The tense atmosphere on the field just now seemed to have been calmed by the appearance of the two leopards, and Wan Lin's nervous mood finally calmed down, judging from the current situation, he finally didn't have to meet these brave scimitar soldiers.

The old patriarch slowly pushed away the Hong Tao and the wind knife that were still holding him, he turned around and looked at his clansmen, and saw that all the clansmen had already stood up, only Ah Hu, who had just been defeated in the knife competition, was still lying on the ground on the ground.

The old patriarch raised his feet and walked towards Ah Hu, came to him and bent down to pick up the scimitar that Ah Hu placed in front of him from the ground, and held it in front of him to carefully inspect the sharp scimitar that the scimitar clan was proud of, he didn't understand how this famous scimitar in the clan was defeated in the hands of the first warrior Ah Hu.

He raised the scimitar in front of his eyes, his eyes suddenly widened, and the pupils in his eyes suddenly contracted into a small dot: the scimitar, which the scimitar tribe was proud of and had been tempered thousands of times, was actually densely covered with tiny gaps like sawtooth on the blade that flashed with cold light, and a hole the size of a soybean on the knife body flashed with the fire that jumped on the opposite side.

Could it be that the small knife just now cut the invincible scimitar of his tribe like this, could it be that the other party relied on the power of two fingers to defeat the number one master of his tribe.

He didn't know that the wind knife had already been equipped with a strong internal strength just now, and the small flying knife cast by alloy in his hand had been crowned with invincible skill.

The old patriarch was stunned, this old patriarch who had held a scimitar in his hand all his life and had experienced countless killings was stunned: how could this scimitar, which had been tempered by thousands of tempers, in the hands of the first warrior of the scimitar tribe, be so vulnerable in front of the opponent's small flying knife.

At this moment, Ah Hu, who was lying on the ground, suddenly straightened up from the ground, his eyes flashed with grief and indignation, and the green tendons on his thick neck were exposed......

"Ahh The audience immediately resounded with an exclamation, and at the last moment, "whoosh", a white light flashed, and there was a crisp sound of "bell", and the scimitar in Ah Hu's hand suddenly slipped from his chest, and the sharp scimitar tip cut a long blood mark on his chest.

Ah Hu's sudden action and the meteor-like flash of white light stunned everyone, "pop", a crisp voice sounded, the old patriarch opened his eyes angrily, and raised his hand to slap Ah Hu who was standing upright.

"Woo woo woo", Ah Hu, who is as fierce as a leopard, suddenly let out a deafening cry, tears flowed down from his upturned face, and the rough cry made people feel sad.

A competition completely shattered the self-esteem of this fierce scimitar warrior, he never thought that he would lose, he always believed that no one in the world could defeat his scimitar warrior with a knife.

But today, this uninvited guest actually defeated himself with a small blade, and he defeated himself under the gaze of the leopard god, which made Ah Hu, a tribal warrior who has always been proud of his scimitar, feel unbearable guilt and humiliation, and he can no longer bear the humiliation in his heart.

At this time, Wind Knife's face moved, he raised his foot and walked in front of Ah Hu, suddenly covered his chest with his right hand, and bent down deeply to the crying scimitar warrior.

The audience was stunned, all the warriors of the scimitar tribe looked at the scene in front of them with wide eyes, covering their chests with their right hand and bowing was the highest interest of the scimitar tribe to lead people, they didn't expect that this victor would actually give such a big gift to the defeated scimitar warriors.

In fact, the wind knife didn't know what kind of etiquette this was, he saw Abu and they gave such a etiquette when they met the old patriarch, he knew that this was respect for people, facing the howling scimitar warrior opposite, he seemed to have a kind of guilt in his heart, the language barrier, he could only express his guilt in this way.

The kneeling Ah Hu was stunned, he stopped crying, his eyes looked straight at the winner in front of him, he suddenly shouted something, stood up from the ground suddenly, also touched his chest with his right hand, and bent down deeply against the wind knife.

"Woohoo", "

Woohoo",

Woohoo" An earth-shattering shout suddenly sounded in the scimitar tribe, and all the scimitar people shouted with their weapons in their hands, and a look of longing and awe flashed on everyone's face.

"They are chanting 'warriors'" the guide Lao Liu turned around and translated loudly to the action team, he finally understood the sentence, with a smile on his face, and all the team members had a smile on their faces.

Ah Hu's bent waist straightened up suddenly, stretched out his arms and hugged the wind knife hard, and shouted loudly: "Woohoo", the wind knife showed a smile on his face, and gently patted Abu's shoulder.

Ah Hu put down the wind knife, bent down and picked up his scimitar, his eyes straightened, and a small flying knife was stuck straight into his scimitar.

It was this little scimitar that had pierced him just now that saved his life, and the old patriarch and everyone in the field were stunned when they were stunned by the knife nailed to the scimitar blade.

How much strength does it take, and what speed does it take, to plunge a knife into a scimitar made of steel.

Ah Hu suddenly knelt down with a scimitar in his hand, and said something loudly, the blood that flowed from his chest after the tip of the knife had already stained his animal skin vest red.

Fengdao looked at Ah Hu in astonishment, not knowing what he said again, and hurriedly bent down to help him up, but Ah Hu stubbornly knelt on the ground, repeating what he had just said.

At this time, Abu hurriedly walked over with Wan Lin, and Abu turned his head to the stunned wind knife and said: "Ah Hu is saying, please ask the Celestial Warrior to leave this artifact to him, he wants to worship it from generation to generation, this is the artifact in the sword."

Wind Dao smiled, he smiled and nodded and said, "Yes." Abu quickly translated the words of the Wind Knife.

Ah Hu's face was full of joy, holding the scimitar in both hands, he lowered his head and knocked his head on the ground three times at the wind knife, the wind knife bent down to help him up, and easily stuffed the sapphire that had been cut from his chest in the competition just now into his hand.

He also moved the gem very quickly, and did not let anyone find it, so as not to embarrass Ah Hu, Ah Hu clutched the gem in his hand tightly and looked at the seemingly wooden man gratefully.

The old patriarch walked over with a smile on his face, shouted to his subordinates, and immediately ran over and the two of them helped Ah Hu, who was still bleeding from his chest.