Jiang Xiaoman shrugged his shoulders noncommittally, Fang Xiaoli and the three teenagers also said hello, and followed Fang Dali to rush up to the stone building, it seems that the hunting team in the tribe is not there, only some old and weak women and children are insisting on resisting, these old and weak women and children are also stronger than the ordinary human race in Jiang Xiaoman's opinion, that is, children of eight or nine years old are about one meter eight, which reminds him of the cattle tribe, the people in the tribe are the same simple, the same burly, and the same brave.

Anyway, he likes the people in the tribe very much, how can he bear to watch these humans being slaughtered by the savages, out of hatred for the devouring tribe, he has the idea of killing the cannibalistic aliens, and with a flick of wings behind him, he flew over the stone building and killed the savages outside the gate of the cottage.

When the wild man saw someone flying out and dared to attack them, he immediately slowed down his attack on the stone tower, waving the beast leg bone and screaming and pounced towards Jiang Xiaoman, the people on the stone tower were stunned for a moment, and a middle-aged man with a resolute face suddenly exclaimed: "Hey, who is that big belly? Why did you rush out, isn't this looking for death?"

Fang Dali looked at it, his face suddenly changed, and he exclaimed: "Oh no, how is it Brother Xiaoman? No, I'm going to save him." ”

"Wait!" The middle-aged man's face showed surprise, "Where did this big-bellied brother come from, why is he so powerful?"

Fang Xiaoli exclaimed: "Brother Xiaoman is so powerful. ”

When Fang Dali heard this, he was dumbfounded, only to see Jiang Xiaoman wandering through the wild crowd, he did not resist the wild man's violent attack, and let them fall on him but he couldn't even scratch the oily skin, but between his shots, the wild people howled and died miserably, after all, so many women and children were watching from the stone tower, the scene he didn't want to engage in was too bloody, and he didn't shake the wild man into a blood mist, he controlled the force and smashed the throat bone with one punch.

But with the continuous punching, he felt that his control of power was still lacking, some punches were so powerful that even the neck of the savage was broken, and some punches were small in force, breaking the throat bone but not dying for a while and letting out a snoring wail, which made him very dissatisfied, and began to practice controlling his strength.

Fortunately, the savage is not very intelligent, and he is not afraid of death, both men and women are hugging him, so that he can continue to practice the control of strength, with the practice, just the right amount of crushing the throat bone is just more and more fatal, his interest is getting bigger and bigger, and the punches are getting faster and faster, and in the end everyone only sees the dazzling fist shadow, and it is impossible to count how many punches he has made in an instant.

Although the wild man was fierce, when there were only more than 100 people left in the 2,000 dead, he finally knew the fear, and he screamed and fled in all directions, how could Jiang Xiaoman let them go, there was no need to spread his wings, the battle that had not been used for a long time was powerful again, and his footsteps were like ghosts, and countless afterimages instantly appeared on the scene, and after a period of dazzle, the last wild man also died under his fist.

The people on the stone tower were stunned, slaughtering two thousand savages by one person in a short period of time, even the barbarian emperor couldn't do it, Fang Dali looked at Jiang Xiaoman's figure in contemplation, and was shocked for a long time, Fang Xiaoli was a child, his mind was relatively simple, and he couldn't suppress the surprise and shouted: "Brother Xiaoman, you are awesome!"

This voice woke everyone up, and Fang Dali hurriedly said: "Daqiang, hurry, welcome the little man brother into the tribe." ”

Fang Daqiang nodded again and again: "Quick, welcome our benefactor, go and personally inform the clan elder, such a warrior needs to be personally received by the clan elder." ”

The heavy door of the stone building opened, and Fang Dali strode towards Jiang Xiaoman, laughing and saying, "Brother Xiaoman, I'm really ashamed, I didn't expect you to be so brave, and the number one warrior of my barbarian clan may not be your opponent." ”

"What did you say?" Jiang Xiaoman's face changed drastically as if he had been devoured by thunder, and his voice trembled: "Brother Fang, you said you are barbarians?"

"Yes, we are barbarians. Fang Dali nodded, looking at his face was wrong, and said with some embarrassment: "I didn't let Xiaoli say it a few days ago, because we didn't know each other at that time, and I was afraid that you had other thoughts, and now that you have saved our entire tribe, how can I be embarrassed to hide it from you." ”

"Barbarian, barbarian!" Jiang Xiaoman was already in tears at the moment, he was so stupid, the whole tribe was surnamed Fang, and they were all cultivating bodies, why didn't they think that they were barbarians, the entrustment of the teacher Fang Cun was finally found after so many years, I didn't expect the barbarians to be here, no wonder I couldn't find it no matter how I inquired, everyone looked at him and shed tears excitedly, they were all puzzled, Fang Xiaoli said weakly: "Brother Xiaoman is not only a big belly, but also a crybaby." ”

Jiang Xiaoman was shocked to realize that he was out of shape, looked at everyone looking at him strangely, and wiped away his tears embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, I'm so excited, I didn't expect that I would finally find you after looking for so many years." ”

"What are you looking for us, what are you looking for us?" Fang Dali asked in surprise.

"Do you know Fang Cun?" Jiang Xiaoman asked nervously, Fang Dali looked at the others suspiciously, and everyone shook their heads in confusion, indicating that they had not heard of it.

"Who are you talking about?" An old man ran out of the valley with excitement on his face, his eyes flashing with essence: "Who did you just say?"

"Fang Cun, old man, do you know this person?" Jiang Xiaoman, who was a little disappointed, suddenly saw the old man's eyes lit up, yes, Fang Dali They are all young generations, Fang Cun is a figure from tens of millions of years ago, how can they know.

"Clan Elder!" Fang Dali and the others hurriedly stepped forward to salute, it seemed that the old man's prestige was extremely high, but the clan elder didn't have the time to deal with them, he just stared at Jiang Xiaoman: "What is the relationship between you and the Fang Cun Patriarch?"

Jiang Xiaoman was completely relieved, this old man could call out the patriarch of Fang Cun, it must be a figure of his generation, and he hurriedly hugged his fists respectfully and said: "Clan elder, Fang Cun is the mentor of the younger generation." ”

The patriarch's lips twitched for a long time before he asked tremblingly, "Is the patriarch still there?"

Looking at his nervous eyes, Jiang Xiaoman knew that he was worried about hearing the bad news, so he nodded firmly: "My master was seriously injured and wanted to recuperate for five hundred years, and before the retreat, he asked me to look for the barbarian clansmen, but I have been looking for several years on the mainland, and there has been no news of you, if I hadn't accidentally strayed here, I wouldn't have found you." ”

"Patriarch......" The patriarch knelt on the ground with a 'poof', and the excited old tears were horizontal, shouting loudly: "God is pitiful, the patriarch is still alive, he is still alive, hahaha, I know that the patriarch must still be alive, he must still be alive, sure enough, God finally opened his eyes once, woo woo." ”

The clan elder cried and laughed excitedly, the clansmen were at a loss, only Jiang Xiaoman could feel the ecstasy and sadness in his heart, and hurriedly stepped forward to help him up, "Clan elder, you get up first." ”

The old patriarch smiled on his old face, grabbed Jiang Xiaoman's wrist, and hurriedly said, "Quick, hurry up and go in, and tell me about the patriarch." ”

Fang Dali and the others surrounded the two of them into the tribe, and came to the bamboo building where the clan was discussing, and after the clan elder asked Jiang Xiaoman to sit down, the other party said vigorously: "Dali, hurry up and send a message to the seventy-two barbarian tribes, just say that my barbarian tribe is going to hold an ancestral sacrifice ceremony, and there are important things to tell them, let them arrive within a month." ”

"Ancestral Sacrifice Ceremony?" Fang Dali and the man named Fang Daqiang were both stunned: "Clan Elder, the Ancestral Sacrifice Ceremony can only be held after all the members of the Senate have passed." ”

"What do you little ladies know, hurry up and summon the message, everything is up to me. The patriarch's face was full of excitement: "By the way, let the Wu tribe also come." ”

Seeing his resolute attitude, Fang Dali and the others had no choice but to summon him, Jiang Xiaoman asked curiously: "Clan Elder, what is the ancestral sacrifice ceremony?"

"The ancestral sacrifice ceremony is a festival to worship the ancestors of my Wu barbarians, it is the most solemn ceremony of my Wu barbarians, and it is also the only ceremony that can bring together all the elders of the seventy-two tribes of my barbarian tribe and the thirty-six tribes of the Wu tribe. The patriarch briefly introduced: "Matters that are not extremely important must not be held, can you tell me how the patriarch is doing now?"

Jiang Xiaoman told him about worshipping Fang Cun as a teacher, but he just concealed the fact that he was sleeping in the purple gold oil lamp, not to mention whether he could find Fang Cun now, even if he could find it, he didn't dare to disturb it, and besides, he couldn't enter the purple gold oil lamp in this ghost place at all, after finishing speaking, the clan elder was resentful and scolded the Wenren family endlessly.