Gao Feng instantly noticed the changes in the shadows around him, just like finding the way out before the shell exploded on the battlefield in his memory, and the saber thrown out stabbed under the crotch of the poisonous intestine man, only one point away from piercing the poisonous intestine man's second child, looking at the saber handle on the crotch of his pants, the poisonous intestine man let out a miserable scream.

The poisonous sausage person is also a man, and the man will value the things in his crotch, which is the instinct of the male xìng creature, so he was frightened by the severe pain and lost his coolness.

"Kill him......." Needless to say, the remaining slaves and attendants rushed towards him with fanged knives one after another.

Seeing that the poisonous sausage man was about to be divided, the space between the crowd and the poisonous sausage man changed, like a torn piece of paper, producing a sudden split, but it was the other poisonous sausage man who created a visual illusion with a noose suspended in mid-air, covering his companion with a yīn shadow.

The wounded poisonous sausage man stretched out his trembling left hand and touched his crotch, which after he touched the bulging thing, regardless of the severe pain of the injury, he showed a trace of surprise that had been lost and recovered, but then the fierce look appeared, roared, and pulled out the handle of the knife with his right hand.

Tragedy.

The sawtooth saber has the ability to expand the wound, and the poisonous sausage man changes his face like that in the Sichuan drama, and instantly changes from hideous and vicious to extremely painful but extremely depressed expression that cannot be vented, just like a chrysanthemum being violently cracked by an object above the caliber.

"Whoa!!! A badly deformed scream squeezed out of his throat, and next to the blood-splattered saber was a thumb-thick, black rumbling thing, and his lower body had a large hole in the bull's-eye, like a water pump, pumping blood outward.

That word. The child fell to the ground, mixed with the dust and sand, and the blood spurted out to scatter a large circle on the ground, and the poisonous sausage man slowly raised his right hand, looked at the jagged teeth of the palace, and let out an even more terrible wail, threw away the saber fiercely, and jumped around his crotch with this wail, and another poisonous sausage man suddenly appeared beside him, grabbed his neck and dragged him into the darkness, only the terrible wail resounded.

The poisonous sausage people are good at yīn people, and this method of hiding in the dark and watching others die in fear is their greatest pleasure, but under the overreaction of Gao Feng's mistake, he stabbed the poisonous sausage people, creating a miracle, you must know that any poisonous sausage person can kill a team of tribal warriors alone at night.

Gao Feng didn't care what the saber had cut off, picked it up and put it back in his hand, and shouted to the surprised crowd: "Hurry up, it's too late...... ”

"Hmph, it's too late......." The extremely uncooperative two claws stood up from the ground, grabbed the fanged knife and rushed towards the desolate warrior with a surprised expression.

"On all sides..." The others shouted in unison, and all around them, the desert warriors were everywhere, some spotted them, some didn't, and just checked to see if their tents were on fire.

"Rush with me..." Gao Feng didn't say a word, he rushed in the opposite direction where the poisonous gut man disappeared, and just rushed past a tent, he collided with a desolate warrior, and the moment they separated, the desolate warrior's heart spurted blood and fell, and Gao Feng crossed him and stabbed the saber into the waist of another desolate warrior.

Kidneys are the vital point of a man, although they are not fatal, but they will make people lose their combat effectiveness, Gao Feng no longer pursues the lethality of a single hit, wherever he passes, as long as there is an opportunity, he will put down the knife, under his almost despicable cold knife, one by one the desolate warriors fell to the ground and wailed.

In fact, Gao Feng also wanted to kill these desolate warriors, in this dark and chaotic night, the wailing desolate people would reveal their position, but because of the delay of the poisonous intestine people, the desolate people finally restored order in the return of reinforcements, it can be said that now the tribal warriors have no chance to win back, and they can't even do a draw.

Gao Feng has no other thoughts, he just wants to save his life, so he must get out as soon as possible, originally he had seventeen people, plus eighteen people in the second claw, lost two, and there were sixteen left, his biggest wish was that these sixteen people could run out of the gang intact.

In fact, it is not easy to do this, the tribe of three thousand people is too big, it was easy for them to break through the tribe at the beginning, but it is not so easy to escape from the tribe, you can never imagine that the desolate warriors encountered at the next turn are one or a bunch, if the number is more than five, their actions are mortal danger, and if they pause slightly, they will be besieged by other desolate warriors who are called.

Gao Feng has been rushing in front, the complex tribe is cluttered with tents, which is most suitable for hand-to-hand combat, his grappling and military thorns are the most suitable, but he has been injured before, and in some of the later movements, there is not enough time to rest, even the iron man will be tired.

During the violent running, Gao Feng felt that his breathing was not smooth, but compared to the few people behind him, except for Erpaw, the others were not as good as him.

Finally, Gao Feng did not rush out of the city in one go, the direction they chose was not good, there were dozens of women and slaves and a small number of desert warriors in front of him fighting the fire, he made a mistake, thinking that the burning place would be more chaotic, but he did not expect that this was the home of the deserted people, seeing that the homeland was on fire, the first thing that the deserted people thought of was to save their homes.

As a last resort, Gao Feng and the people around him were forced into a huge tent, as long as they didn't go out, they wouldn't be discovered for the time being.

The tent was not a living room for the desolate, but a warehouse full of rattan frames, and the frames were not flour or animal skins, but some natural paint of white and red sè, and it was evident that this was the desolate man's dressing room.

The shouts and running of the desolate people became more and more dense around the tent, making the hearts of the people who were blocked in the tent more and more anxious.

Gao Feng squatted at the entrance of the tent and looked out cautiously, and slowly climbed to Gao Feng's side, and asked in a low voice, "Can you run out?" ”

This sentence is also the voice of everyone, and they can't help but gather around the peak.

"I can't run, there are at least three or four hundred people in this area, all women and slaves, and some children ......."

"Kill the out, and kill the ...... when you see someone." A cold voice came from behind him, and he didn't know whether Lu Dao was a servant or a slave.

"No, we only have such a few people, and they reacted, and we were the ones who died." Gao Feng used another reason to persuade the others, in fact, it is just right to kill Lu now, these people are attracted by the flames, and they are single-minded about fighting the fire, and when they are caught off guard, they will panic again, even if there are only fifteen people around, they can easily kill Lu Lu.

Gao Feng has been observing, and the desolate warriors he could see before are no longer there, and should be summoned to a place where there are still tribal warriors, so now is the opportunity.

But Gao Feng didn't want to slaughter these women and children, he was a warrior who had experienced blood and fire at heart, but he also had his own bottom line, so he deceived his companions behind him, just like he deceived them to complete those strategic goals in the first place.

Gao Feng can lead them to the present, not by relying on his prestige or achievements, but by deceiving one by one, using the reason of deception to achieve his goal, at first Gao Feng didn't think too much, but now, more than a dozen people handed over their lives to him, but for the bottom line in their hearts, deceived them, Gao Feng was also a little helpless.

Huoya didn't know what Gao Feng was thinking, and said angrily: "But when will we hide?" A lot of desolate people have been washed out of the paint, and they will definitely come in and repaint the bones, these sticks... ”

Huoya's words are like a mountain pressing on everyone's hearts, the desolate people attach great importance to the totems on their bodies, and specially vacate a warehouse to install these paints, Huoya's words are likely to come true, and then the desolate warriors of the entire tribe will come back.

Gao Feng was draped in his thinking by a thunderbolt, looked at Huoya sluggishly, and then looked at the pile of rattan frames, suddenly jumped up, and roared loudly: "There is a way...... ”