"Woohoo...... Woohoo......"

The Severed Arm Warrior gasped, his eyes fixed on the leader of the Spirit Claw Division, and if the hatred in his eyes could turn into substance, the leader of the Spirit Claw Division would have already disappeared.

"Let the Moon Totem Leader help you. ”

The six generations of leaders opened their mouths to remind.

According to the fighting style of the Broken Arm Warrior, the Moon Totem Leader couldn't intervene at all.

He is too crazy, only to collect his hatred, be sober and reasonable, and cooperate with the Moon Totem Leader may be able to suppress the Spirit Claw Leader.

"No, I'll avenge the revenge of the Spirit Tiger Department. ”

He stubbornly stared at the leader of the Spirit Claw Division, with a hint of madness in his eyes, and slowly squatted on the ground, holding up the Tiger Spirit Sword with his right hand.

The leaders of the six generations and others were puzzled, but the leader of the Spirit Claw Department raised his eyebrows, showing a rare trace of fear.

"Great Tiger Totem, you take us through the jungle ......"

The Broken Arm Warrior muttered, he was using the words of the Fire Tribe, and the six generations of leaders and others could understand it, but they didn't understand what he was going to do.

"Are you going to sacrifice your soul? You madman, if your totem doesn't respond, you'll be burned to death by totem fire. ”

The leader of the Spirit Claw asked in fear, but the Severed Arm Warrior didn't answer at all.

"You lead us to survive in this world and show us the way......"

"Madman, madman, die. ”

The leader of the Spirit Claw Sect obviously didn't want him to complete the strange scene, and raised the Claw Spirit Staff and pestle it towards the Broken Arm Warrior.

"Oh~~"

The warrior with the broken arm stood up, the tiger spirit knife in his hand blocked the blow, and his body retreated, still with words in his mouth.

"We believe in you and revere you...... Wow...... But your people are suffering in this world, and they are eaten of flesh and blood, and they are cooked in the fire......"

The more he spoke, the more frequent the attack of the leader of the Spirit Claw Division, the sound of ping pong continued, the leader of the Spirit Claw Department kept attacking, and the warrior with the broken arm just resisted and retreated.

"I'll help you. ”

Although the leader of the Moon Totem did not understand what was happening, he also knew how to buy time for the Severed Arm Warrior, and with a handful of bloodthirsty spears, the spear moved forward, inserting between the two of them, resisting the Broken Arm Warrior.

"Tiger totem, please look at their unjust souls, life can't serve you, death can't enter your fire, they hate, they are miserable. ”

The voice of the warrior with the broken arm was terrible, with tears in his eyes, and a lot of sorrow and heartache emerged, which made people gall.

"I am willing to dedicate my soul, soul, and body to you, just to fight a battle, kill the enemy in front of you, and avenge the dead of the Tiger Tribe. ”

As his voice became sharper and sharper, the eyes of the black saber-toothed tiger behind him became more and more spiritual, and finally he even rolled his eyes to look at the severed-arm warrior below him.

This weird scene is really scary, it is obviously a phantom, even if he looks up to the sky and roars, it is just an action, his eyes are always dull, and suddenly he moves like this, the leaders of the six generations and others can't help but take a few steps back.

"Stop him, and if it does come, we won't live. ”

The leader of the Spirit Claw Clan roared angrily while fighting with the Moon Totem Leader, trying to get the leader of the sixth generation to stop the Broken Arm Warrior, but the two sides did not understand the language and could not communicate at all.

"You're all going to die, you're all going to die. ”

The leader of the Spirit Claw clan roared, but everyone thought he was a dog jumping over the wall.

The tiger behind the Severed Arm Warrior slowly stepped forward, opened its bloody mouth and bit at the Severed Arm Warrior, and slowly, he swallowed the Severed Arm Warrior whole.

The location of the Broken Arm Warrior was wrapped in a piece of black totem power, and it was not real, and after a few seconds, the package suddenly exploded, and the Broken Arm Warrior appeared in shape.

"Thank you for setting the Tiger Tribe free. ”

The reappeared Severed Arm Warrior was covered in black tattoos, and his face also had lines of lines, giving people the illusion of a saber-toothed tiger's bloody mouth.

"You can't live, you madman, the tiger totem will kill everyone, everyone. ”

The leader of the Spirit Claw Department jumped back, and the grass green power on his body exploded, ignoring everyone, turning around and running.

"Run, don't you pay off the debts of the Tiger Tribe?"

As the Severed Arm Warrior spoke, the power of the totem erupted all over his body, as if a fierce tiger was wrapped around him, bringing up bursts of black mist.

He suddenly exerted his strength, and the earth was trampled out of a deep pit, and the whole person shot past the Moon Totem leader like an arrow from the string, bringing a cold wind.

"Hurry, too fast. ”

The leader of the Moon Totem Department was shocked and did not react, staring at the broken-arm warrior who rushed forward with his eyes.

The wolf tribe warrior was even more frightened and jumped back a small step, because of the tribe, he was very sensitive to beasts, and the broken-arm warrior who ran gave him the feeling of a saber-toothed tiger.

"Whoa......

At the critical moment, the leader of the Spirit Claw Department turned his head and was not hacked to death with a knife, but he couldn't keep up with his movements in a hurry, and half of his arm was cut off to the ground.

"Ahh ”

The leader of the Spirit Claw Sect cried out in pain, but instead of holding his broken arm, he picked up the Claw Spirit Staff with his left hand.

At the moment of life and death, the weapon is the most important, and although the leader of the Spirit Claw Clan was frightened, he did not lose his mind.

"Are you the leader of the Spirit Tiger Clan, or the Totem Fierce Tiger?"

Grabbing the claw spirit staff in his left hand and assuming a defensive posture, the leader of the spirit claw department asked in horror.

"Who am I, or what?"

The Severed Arm Warrior stuck his knife into the stump arm of the leader of the Spirit Claw on the ground, and held it in his mouth.

"Gaba~~Click...... Click......"

The fingers of the stump were bitten off, and they kept rolling in the mouth of the severed arm warrior.

"Hiss......"

The surrounding warriors gasped, and they had never seen the same direct chewing on the enemy's body.

"Hehe......"

The Severed Arm Warrior burst out laughing, blood leaving from the corners of his mouth and falling to the ground.

With his smile, the tiger mouth tattoos on the Broken Arm Warrior's face seemed to follow the smirk, looking extremely terrifying.

"Spare me, I'm willing to give in. ”

The leader of the Spirit Claw Clan spoke.

"Is it possible?"

The Severed Arm Warrior said, shaking off the stump from his knife and pounced on the Spirit Claw leader again.

"Bang...... Boom...... Bang ......"

The severed-arm warrior in close quarters just swung his stone knife and slashed, and the leader of the Spirit Claw Sect held the claw spirit staff in his left arm and struggled to support it.

"How can you let me go?"

The leader of the Claw Clan pleaded.

If it was a warrior with a broken arm, he would definitely not want to say such a thing, but at this time, the person in front of him, he didn't know whether it was a warrior with a broken arm or a tiger totem, which made him completely let go of his shame and pleaded.

"No way. ”

The Severed Arm Warrior roared angrily, charged a blow, and the power of the black totem on his arm took on the shape of a tiger's claw, and it fell suddenly.

"Bang ......"

The claw spirit staff was knocked to the ground, and the warrior with the broken arm also threw away the tiger spirit knife, he pressed the spirit claw leader with his left hand, opened his bloody mouth, and bit the spirit claw leader in the face fiercely.

"Ah......h

With the heart-rending roar of the leader of the Spirit Claw Clan, half of his face was bitten off by the Severed Arm Warrior, chewing and swallowing it raw.

The surrounding battlefield had gradually quieted down, and the resistance of the Spirit Claw warriors was getting weaker and weaker, and finally everyone put down their weapons sadly and looked at the battlefield here.

"Woo woo woo ......"

Many of the soldiers of the Spirit Tiger Department looked at this scene and wept out in grief.

These warriors, who were not afraid of death before, seem to have lost all their strength at this moment, and just want to cry a good time, so as to comfort their grief and comfort the undead of the tribe.

.。 m.