When the first rays of sunlight appeared in the nomadic territory, a group of iron horsemen, like a torrent, rushed towards the Holy Snow Mountain.

The tall Holy Snow Mountain, looking unusually pure and sacred, is the holy mountain in the hearts of the Teng clan.

Although it looked at it, it was close at hand, but when Chen Gou and his party went straight to the bottom of the Holy Snow Mountain without stopping, it was already noon.

At this moment, after fighting and running around all night, these thousand people are a little tired.

But their eyes were full of anger.

At the foot of the Holy Snow Mountain, it was full of warriors of the Yehenara tribe, and they tightly surrounded the Teng clansmen and did not let anyone go.

Teng Ye roared at the four patriarchs with an angry face, but when he saw Chen Gou returning with a thousand people, there was a trace of panic on his face!

"Little San, run, Batru, escape with the young patriarch!" Teng Ye yelled, and the next moment, he was held down by the four patriarchs.

"Take it all for me!I'll see who can escape!" an eerie voice rang out in the crowd.

"Young Patriarch, run!" Although Batru was rude, his mind was delicate, and he immediately understood that these people did not go to the battlefield, but surrounded the Teng clan, just to let the young patriarch appear, take down the young patriarch, and destroy the hope of the Teng clan.

Batlu stepped forward on his horse and blocked in front of Chen Gou, and the remaining iron horsemen also tightly surrounded Chen Gou, it was obvious that if he wanted to make a move, he had to pass through them first.

"Young patriarch, run away, the green mountains left behind, don't be afraid of no firewood!"

In an instant, tens of thousands of iron horsemen appeared, completely encircling their cavalry, which was less than a thousand.

This is simply an invitation to the urn!

"You, are you worthy of the Holy Snow Mountain, are you worthy of your conscience! Today, you will hand over my son, and tomorrow, your son, will you also hand it over?" Teng Ye roared.

Lagul only held Teng Xueyan in her arms, and surrounded them under the protection of the clansmen.

"You naively think that if you hand over my son, you will be able to exchange for the sympathy of others, and you will be able to let Shaoguang let me go?

Until this moment, Chen Gou understood everything.

"Hey, am I really a disaster star? Is it true that wherever I go, there will be disputes, there will be disasters?" Chen Gou shook his head helplessly.

"Hiding in the dark, cowering, can't you see people? There is a kind, come out and speak! If you want the life of the master, then you have to see if you have the ability!" Chen Gou drank.

He knew that these tens of thousands of nomadic cavalry would not kill their own people, at most they would just block the way.

But the one who hides in the darkness not only wants his own life, but also makes the nomadic territory tear apart and chaotic from the inside, so that he can take advantage of the fisherman!

This is something that Chen Gou can't tolerate, faintly, he has already guessed who these dirty guys are.

"Giggles, boy, it's not small, don't flash your tongue!" At this time, I saw a black-robed young man, with a few old men hidden in cloaks, walking out.

This young man's face was pale and a little sickly, but his eyes were extremely dazzling, domineering, and bloodthirsty, and at the same time, Chen Gou could feel that this young man was a real stranger, and he was that kind of powerful stranger, better than Gu Ruyu!

"It seems that it is another fierce battle!" Chen Gou sighed helplessly.

"Big talk, you only know if you have fought!" Chen Gou separated the team and stepped forward.

At this time, the cold and bloodthirsty eyes of the black-robed young man looked at Chen Gou.

When he saw that ugly face, he looked disgusted, as if he was afraid of dirty eyes.

But when he felt that Chen Gou's body was exuding fluctuations that were almost inhuman, there was a trace of interest in his eyes, but he didn't take it seriously.

"Hehe, it turned out to be a quasi-alien, but I didn't expect that there was really a talent in this barren nomadic territory! However, in my eyes, you are still a chicken and a dog, and you are vulnerable!" The black-robed young man smiled gloomily, everything was under control.

The next moment, his eyes lit up, because he saw the war knife in Chen Gou's hand!

"Haha, I really found a treasure, today I actually came across the God of War Knife that has disappeared for thousands of years, this is an artifact, in your hands, it is really a tyrannical thing. Come, give me the God of War Sword, and I'll make it easier for you!" said the young man haughtily.

In his eyes, Chen Gou couldn't compare to the value of this knife.

At this moment, Chen Gou knew that the Teng clan had been passing on this treasure knife for generations, and it turned out to be the God of War Knife, no wonder, it could accommodate his own sacrificial power.

In Chen Gou's heart, he liked this God of War Sword a little, this was much higher than the Dragon Yin Sword.

The Dragon Yin Sword can only be regarded as a sword, but in the eyes of the Inhumans, it is a scrap metal.

But this God of War Sword is different, this is a well-deserved artifact!

"Hehe, thank you for reminding me, God of War Knife, you have been covered in dust for thousands of years, and today, it is time for you to reawaken!" Chen Gou gently rubbed the God of War Knife, this was also the first time he examined this God of War Sword in the true sense.

The mouth is wide, the blade is sharp and sharp, and on the body of the knife, there is a long bloodletting groove, like a blood dragon, winding from the head of the knife, stretching out to the hilt, turning into a bloody dragon head skull handle.

The blood dragon had a long mouth and exuded a terrifying aura.

This is really an artifact, Chen Gou even suspects that this knife is made from a blood dragon.

Chen Gou clenched the handle of the knife, and with a slight stroke of his left hand on the blade, a hole appeared in an instant, and a drop of golden blood dripped and dripped into the mouth of the blood dragon.

"Roar!" the God of War Sword let out a roar of excitement, and in an instant, the blood was as if it was about to come to life.

"Haha, it's really a good thing, boy, hand it over!" the black-robed young man drank.

"If you have the ability, take it yourself!" Chen Gou's eyes were unusually deep and calm, just now, when his blood entered the mouth of the blood dragon on the hilt, it seemed to activate a certain power of the God of War Knife, and the God of War Knife seemed to be recognized as if it had recognized the master, and Chen Gou at this time seemed to be one with the God of War Knife.

The knife is in the people, and the knife is dead!

At the same time, a knife duel, along the handle of the knife, flowed into Chen Gou's brain and was deeply imprinted.

"Blood Dragon Eight Styles", this is the key to urging the God of War Knife!

At this moment, how could Chen Gou hand over this artifact?

"Boy, since that's the case, then don't blame me for being rude, blood slave, take this kid down for me, and bring me back the God of War Sword!" the black-robed young man said coldly.

"Little San, run, you can't beat them!" Teng Ye roared.

But these blood slaves, ghostly, had already appeared in front of Chen Gou, stretched out their dry palms, and slapped at Chen Gou from all sides, and a fishy smell of blood instantly emanated.