Near the flat land where the beacon fire was lit, after Bihu let one person go, more than a dozen people who would cut melons and vegetables were slashed and killed. The pen www.biquge.info the blood on his knife with a flick of the knife, and infinite pride surged in his heart.

It was only when he fought against these people who used stone tools that he realized that his strength had more than doubled compared to back then.

In the past few years in the River Tribe, he has a master like Lambla to train, and he can polish his martial arts. Under Wang Chuan's guidance, he mastered the routines of martial arts, which was more like entering a new world. In the past few years, he has combined his own killing experience to create his own martial arts, and at this moment, combined with the steel knife in his hand, he really feels invincible.

He also knew that it was extremely dangerous to light a beacon fire here, but there were many undulating hills at this point, and if he just walked in the opposite direction, Wang Chuan and the people could easily miss it. With tigers behind them, it was almost impossible to turn back, and if they missed them, they would face the 200 people riding the deer or go into the forest. Both of these outcomes are disastrous. After weighing the tiger, he decided to light the beacon smoke.

At this time, the weather is humid, the vegetation is moist, and the smoke is billowing when the fire is lit. Bihu is not afraid that Wang Chuan will not see it.

He is not the hot-blooded youth of the bark tree, and he does not dare to be arrogant enough to stay here and wait for thousands of people to besiege him. Therefore, a few minutes after the smoke was ignited, he put away his sword and changed his bow, stood on a small slope, chose the path to retreat to Wang Chuan, and waited for the people to come.

The beacon smoke was lit not far from the Yuren. The people were not slow, even faster than the tiger expected.

Seeing these people running into the land of an arrow, Bihu shot three people in succession, and shouted: "I am the person who is blessed by the river tribe dragon, and the power of one person can kill you and others, and break your god, you better disperse quickly!" ”

As he spoke, Bihu shot another arrow, then turned around and ran.

The people who rushed to the front were all strong men, and when they saw that their companions were killed, they were still from the River tribe, and they were immediately angry and shouted. Bihu's archery made them have some scruples, but when Bihu ran, many people saw that this was just intimidating them. Suddenly, these people chased faster.

Bihu had learned the calculation of distance, speed and time, and he guessed that Wang Chuan should be able to arrive with the herd in a few minutes, so he unhurriedly led the people behind him to run, just ran out of the range of those people's arrows, and from time to time he turned around and shot an arrow, angering the people behind.

There was a snake chasing behind him, and he was so excited by Bihu that he didn't know that this was a ploy, but he just chased after him with more people, and he just wanted to tear Bihu apart.

The people who were following Bihu were shot down by Bihu again and again, but they fell behind, but the people on both sides gradually caught up from outside Bihu's range.

Bihu ran while shooting arrows, which affected his speed, and he didn't raise his speed at first. After the two sides caught up, he realized that something bad was wrong. Wang Chuan did not arrive at the expected time. But the men on both sides and behind them drew closer, and threw stone spears and bone spears at him.

Seeing that the sky was full of stone spears and bone spears, it was more difficult to dodge than a tiger. He simply flickered, handed the bow in his left hand, drew the knife in his right hand, turned his head and rushed back into the crowd. He wears three layers of leather armor and a heart shield on his chest, which can barely pierce the leather armor with ordinary damage. He swung his bow and sword at the stone spears and bone spears that were thrown in front of him, but he ignored the attacks from both sides, relying on the tenacity of his armor.

After a few blows, he rushed into the crowd. When the people saw him enter the crowd, they threw a rat bogey, but they didn't dare to throw it indiscriminately. But they surrounded them layer by layer, and surrounded the tiger strongly.

Like a tiger swimming in the crowd, he swung with a bow and slashed with a knife, and left after injuring the person in front of him, not looking at the results of the battle at all, and trying not to fight with anyone. It's like a catfish entering a school of sardines, turning the whole crowd upside down. But as the crowd tightened, his range of motion became smaller and smaller, and he couldn't get out anyway. He knew that it was not good, so he simply launched a ruthless attack, just wanted to kill one and count one, so he unleashed his strength, slashed several people to the ground with serious injuries and threw them behind him to block others, and slashed them in front. After killing the people in front of him for a while, he stepped on the corpse and retreated.

After killing like this for a few minutes, the corpses on the ground were covered layer after layer, and the leather armor on his body was also stabbed by various stone spears and bone spears, and his body was covered with blood, but he didn't know whether it was his own or the enemy's.

The person in front of Bihu was killed coldly, and he shrank back, but he was squeezed up by the person behind him, so he could only stab him with a spear without his life, and he was immediately hacked to death by Bihu.

The bow is broken, the knife is blunt, there is no pain in the body, and the strength is gradually weakening, is the heart going to die here? He knew that Wang Chuan was coming soon, so he kept gritting his teeth and insisting, killing even more tragically.

Outside the circle besieging Bihu, Qianwa stood on a small slope, watching Bihu keep cutting people down, and his face had already changed. This man is so strong that he has never seen it. How many people has he already cut down, fifty? A hundred? Could he really be the one who could kill them all?

Qianwa didn't dare to think about it, and shouted to the people around him: "Poison the arrow!" ”

Twenty or thirty young men gathered around him in an instant, holding bows with bark, but drew arrows with tiny fangs tied to them. It was the fangs of a viper, and if it was shot, it would surely die.

Someone was a little unbearable: "There are still a lot of our people over there." ”

Qianwan said: "God bless, let them back a little first." Shoot when you step away! ”

Someone passed the word in the past, but the crowd was chaotic, how could it be heard clearly at this moment? As a last resort, Qianwa could only rush to the crowd with people, and after getting closer, he shot down the wicked man.

It's a good idea that running will make the ground shake and dry. After the group of them ran, the ground shook much more violently than usual, which made him wonder if the god had appeared again.

"Chirp-" A big bird flew through the sky. Qianwa glanced up, and then heard rumbling sounds and countless screams coming from behind him.

Herd! Crazy herd! The most peculiar thing is that in front of the herd, there is a man riding on the back of a cow, and he is desperately slapping the cow's ass with a knife.

The cow lunged down and knocked several people down in an instant. Behind the cows, thousands of cows followed and rushed into the crowd with their heads down. The herd was bumped or bumped, scraped or touched, kicked or trampled, and the previously densely packed crowd seemed to have been combed by a comb, and countless blood paths appeared.

The people around Qianwa raised their bows and shot at the bison, but where could such small fanged arrows work on the big bison immediately? Those bison were in pain and ran even more wildly. A bison struck him and in an instant opened a way in front of him, and a warrior who shot an arrow hung on the horns and dragged him out.

Qian's head was a little cloudy, and he didn't know what the situation was, and he didn't know how to deal with it. Suddenly, he saw a large iron shield appear in front of him and slam him to the ground. A behemoth let out a cheerful roar, flicked its long nose and held its shield to squeeze through the crowd, and jumped forward and ran forward.

"Is that Aang?" Qiandeng's mind is still dizzy.

In the crowd, Bihu laughed, simply threw the broken bow out, stepped on the corpse with all his strength, jumped up, stepped on the besieged people a few times, and actually jumped out of the encirclement, just jumping on the back of the baby elephant. Bihu patted the baby elephant on the back and shouted, "Good baby elephant, rush!" ”