The next day, it was noon.

It was still Qin Ming who was the first to get up, and then Ling Feng and the others also woke up.

"I dreamed of Luo Hao last night, and I stood at the entrance of the cave and looked at us dissatisfied, complaining that we didn't save him!"

Xia Jian woke up and exclaimed, obviously this dream last night was even more terrifying than he said.

"You are college classmates, you must feel guilty in your heart, so you dream!"

"Perhaps!"

Ling Feng said something inexplicably, got up and walked out of the cave.

He looked up at the sky, and saw that there were many stratus clouds, "I think the wind must be blowing..."

"You're all awake..."

At this moment, Ling Jun walked over with a smile.

Although his eyes couldn't see, it was clear that he knew everything about this place after ten years.

"Brother Bai, thank you for taking care of me!"

Zhang Qingsheng immediately couldn't help laughing.

"Big Brother Bai? You're not..."

"Shut up!"

Ling Feng glared at Zhang Qingsheng.

"Looks like this fat guy should be locked up again..."

As he spoke, Ling Jun was about to beckon someone to do it.

"Blah blah blah bla I was wrong, I was wrong..."

Zhang Qingsheng immediately slapped himself in the mouth.

Thinking of such a narrow cage and forcing himself into it, Zhang Qingsheng was stunned.

"Big Brother Bai, or let's not be like him..."

As he spoke, Ling Feng suddenly realized that something was wrong.

"Brother Bai, can you see Zhang Qingsheng?"

Ling Feng suddenly remembered that yesterday his father called Zhang Qingsheng fat.

I was dizzy and tired at the time, so I didn't care.

Ling Jun nodded, not denying it.

"Yes, I can see him too, but I can only see the outline clearly, not as clearly as you can see!"

Ling Feng's brows furrowed slightly.

Father can see Zhang Qingsheng, presumably because of the shadow in his mind.

It seems that it is simple to think by yourself...

Ling Feng thought to himself, and suddenly a wail came.

"Blood wolf!"

Ling Feng rushed towards the source of the sound with one lunge.

They've not seen a blood wolf since they burst out of that hole.

As it approached, several tribesmen were holding wooden forks around its neck and hind limbs, and one of them was about to stab it in the throat with a sharp log.

"Stop!"

Ling Feng shouted, and the man was stunned for a moment.

However, he just glanced at Ling Feng casually, and he was about to continue to pierce himself.

Ling Feng was furious, rushed forward with an arrow step, flew up with a kick, and kicked the man's shoulder from the side.

Hearing only a scream, the man flew out seven or eight meters away and crashed into the rock wall.

Ling Feng's brows furrowed slightly, he felt that this person's muscles were extremely strong, more than a grade stronger than Shen Zhuo's mercenaries.

Immediately, the man roared and got up, grabbed the sharp wood next to him, said a few words to a few people next to him, and rushed up with Ling Feng.

Ling Feng's face turned sideways, and he immediately pushed the two people who were restraining the blood wolf away.

The two men raised their wooden forks and stabbed them at Ling Feng.

The freed blood wolf bit down on the thigh of one of them.

The man roared in pain, raised the wooden fork in his hand, and was about to stab the blood wolf's head instead.

Ling Feng immediately punched him in the shoulder, and the wooden fork fell to the ground with his hand.

Seeing this, the other hurriedly retreated and joined up with the few people who were about to rush up.

Ling Feng patted the blood wolf, and then it let go of the bloody mouth, and the man ran away with a bitter roar.

The blood wolf stood in front of Ling Feng, revealing its sharp fangs, revealing its fierce face, glaring angrily ahead.

Ling Feng grabbed a wooden fork next to him, and the man and the wolf did not have the slightest fear.

Several people on the opposite side forced forward, and the fight was about to break out.

"Stop!"

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At this moment, Ling Jun hurried over and stopped Ling Feng.

At the same time, he also said something he didn't understand to those people.

Presumably, it should also be to stop them.

However, those people just glanced at Ling Jun, and they didn't mean to stop at all.

No matter how Ling Jun drank it, they didn't seem to take him seriously at all.

Ling Feng only realized at this time that his father didn't seem to be responding here.

After all, this place is still conquered by force.

Immediately, he turned his face sideways and grabbed the wooden fork to meet him.

The blood wolf opened its mouth wide, accompanied by Ling Feng's side, and pounced with him.

One holds a wooden fork in his hand, and the other wolf bares its fangs, fearless.

The opposite side also rushed up, and the two sides immediately fought together.

But......

It was only at this meeting that they were not an ordinary tribe at all, or they were not tribes at all.

Each of them seems to be well-trained fighters with full combat experience.

Every blow Ling Feng stabbed, they could easily dodge, but their attack was tricky and ruthless, which caught Ling Feng a little off guard.

As for the blood wolf, it simply can't hold out for a few rounds in the hands of these people.

By this time, it had been wounded in several places, and although there was not much blood coming out of its body, some of the wounds were deep enough to show bones.

And it is still undaunted, and it is about to rush up and bite again.

Seeing this, Ling Feng couldn't bear it in his heart, and with a shout, the blood wolf reluctantly retreated to the side.

At this time, Yang Fan and Xia Jian appeared.

It's just that for some reason, they rushed over.

The person on the other side saw that Ling Feng was coming to help, and immediately stopped.

Then, they curled the corners of their mouths and looked at Ling Feng with disdain.

"Team Ling, we're here!"

"Let's get on it!"

So saying, they rushed forward.

At this moment, Ling Feng glanced around and found that the others had unkind eyes and were about to move.

"Stop!"

Ling Feng immediately stopped.

"Don't go up to die, help me take care of the blood wolf!"

If they were allowed to rush forward, the rest of the tribe would not stand idly by.

Interfering in someone else's battle is bound to cause public outrage.

From this, it can be seen that this so-called tribe is indeed not simple.

Although Yang Fan and the others were puzzled, they knew that Ling Feng's words would never be untargeted.

So, several people carried the blood wolf aside.

Qin Ming hurriedly examined its wounds.

Seeing that the blood wolf was still breathing, Ling Feng was relieved.

So, he threw away the wooden fork, which was their weapon, and naturally they were the most handy to use.

Ling Feng clenched his fists and moved his wrists, while the green tendons on his arms were exposed, like a dragon entwined.

"Come on!"

Ling Feng made a gesture for you to come over.

The faces of the people on the other side suddenly became gloomy.

Immediately, he screamed and pounced.

One after another attacks came rushing towards him, and Ling Feng's eyes revealed sharpness.

His vigorous pace moved between them, dodging the onslaught from multiple angles.

At this time, Ling Feng, who was bare-handed, really entered the state.

As he dodges attacks, he sees the right moment to deliver a head-on blow.

When he succeeded, he didn't fall in love with the fight, but continued to wander, always taking the battle into his own home turf.

If you fight in a group, you can't be surrounded and beaten, otherwise you will fall into the opponent's trap.

Ling Feng had completely taken the initiative and began to lead them by the nose.

Then stretch their battle line, spread them as much as possible, and break them down individually.

After struggling for a long time, Ling Feng panted and looked at the other side.

After this wave of fighting, although he was not injured much, he was obviously tired enough.

At this time, two people on the opposite side had already fallen to the ground, writhing in pain.

Everyone else had their faces painted on them.

However, their faces were more in awe of Ling Feng.

They are warriors with their own unique beliefs, a cult of power.

Immediately, a surprising scene happened...

They threw away their weapons and fell to one knee, and all the tribes around them followed suit.

Then, they clasped their hands on their foreheads and bowed their heads to Ling Feng!

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