Three to one?

Shao Xuan thought about whether to help, but looking at Gan Che's appearance, he didn't seem to want him to intervene.

Shao Xuan planned to take a look at the situation first, after all, it was a battle between the people of the Dry Tribe.

The excitement that had sprung up when he first met the three clansmen had been replaced by a strong disappointment, and although he had been mentally prepared, he would still be disappointed when he saw them.

The blue-black fist quickly enlarged in Ganche's eyes, and in the blink of an eye, time had come to the front, and a strong killing intent emanated from the opponent's fist arm, and the raised arm seemed to gather all the strength, like a spear that rushed out violently, without words, but conveyed a clear intention. Kill!

The other party's face was covered by sackcloth, but Ganche could recognize who this person was.

In addition to this man, the other two people covered in jute cloth, even though they had been asleep for a long time and many of their memories were blurred, they were still recognizable.

The two of them showed their intentions as soon as they moved their arms, and their open fingers with dark brown sharp nails cut a brown light in the air, and with the sharp sound of the wind like arrows breaking through the air, like the fangs of poisonous snakes, they couldn't wait to bite the target.

In the face of such an offensive, Gan Che did not dodge, but chose to carry the siege of the three people head-on, and collided with the three of them.

Rumble!

The waves of air from the collision of fists and arms slammed, stirring up the wind that blew in.

Booming.

The fists and fingers of the three men covered in jute cloth were like carefully forged hammers and spears, and the big stone on which Gan Che had sat before was easily broken into deep marks.

Shao Xuan could even see the sparks sprayed by those long brown nails as they slashed across the stones, and the next moment, these fingers, which were comparable to the sharp claws of fierce beasts, braved the cold killing intent and pointed directly at the Gan Che Noodles Gate.

The three of them almost suppressed the momentum, forcing Gan Che to retreat step by step, obviously the four of them did not hold any weapons, but the sound of the intersection of fists and legs was like a hard gold weapon, colliding together firmly, making a clattering friction sound, such a fierce fighting style, not at all like a normal person can have, one by one like crazy beasts that put life and death aside are biting and fighting.

Every time Ganche retreated, it was as if he was under tremendous pressure, the soles of his feet stepped on the ground, the grass was shaken apart, the ground collapsed, the clods of earth were shattered, the stones were shaken high, and the drier places were trampled on and cracked.

However, after a few breaths, the trees were broken one by one, or broken by Ganche, or interrupted by four people, and the originally flat ground was already potholed, and a piece of green grass that was intact just now was like a fragmented debris that could be removed at any time.

For a while, the stones and soil on the field were scattered, and there was a feeling that the ground was shaking the mountains, and the wind was fierce, and the four people who were fighting seemed to be in the turbulence of the clear sky!

Ganche already had many wounds on his body, several of which were even dug out by those sharp fingers to pieces of flesh, and the bones were broken in many places, and ordinary people might have distorted their faces in pain, but Ganche seemed to be unaware. And the three of them were also kicked out by Ganche, and the sound of bones breaking could be heard clearly, but the next moment, they got up and fought again unscathed.

Listening to the continuous banging sound in his ears, Sule remembered the pain all over his body when he was beaten by the Fallen Leaf King, and his body couldn't help but shudder,

Just listening to the sound makes me feel pain.

Those three people were really different from the ordinary puppets he usually saw, and they were worthy of the helpers invited by his father, the Fallen Leaf King, what kind of power was this? These are the real undead monsters, right?!

Standing next to Su Le, he looked over there, of course he knew that this was the real undead monster, and at the same time he felt sorry for the ancient corpse that had been snatched away. Look at the people who fought with the three people over there, their hearts were dripping blood, one of such ancient corpses should have been their own, but they were snatched away by the Yanjiao people, and now, looking at the offensive of those three people, this is obviously going to directly destroy that person, and I don't know if the whole corpse can be seen after the fight.

The Lord's purpose is to dispose of the robbed ancient corpse, but there is no way to do it, since the Yanjiao people have controlled the ancient corpse, they can only destroy it. I don't know what method the Yanjiao people used to transform that ancient corpse.

"It's a pity, if such a body is made into a puppet, how much help it will be for me?!"

Under the sigh and anger, he looked at Shao Xuan's eyes as if they had been suddenly poisoned, a sneer broke out on his face, and he secretly said in his heart: After the ancient corpse is solved, you kid will not be able to escape.

Shao Xuan also noticed the way Shu Xuan looked at him, and he could also go over and cut down those two defeated generals now, but now he paid more attention to the battle between the four dry tribesmen over there, as for Su Le and Shu Xu, they were just small characters. If Xuan Xuan was the one who controlled the three puppets, Shao Xuan would definitely not hesitate to attack him first, but now Shao Xuan also saw that Xuan Xuan could not really control those three people at all, that is to say, the actions of those three people against Gan Che now were not something that Xuan Xuan could control.

The speed and attack power of those three people are not comparable to the person named Xuan Xuan beside Su Le, think about the puppet people you met last time in the desert, and then look at the three now, not only the aura emitted by them is different when attacking, but the dominant power in the body is also different from that of Xuan Xuan.

The power to truly control those three puppets is even stronger!

Who else is around?

Shao Xuan carefully sensed the surroundings again, and no one else existed.

If the puppeteer didn't come along, then there was another possibility - the three men could leave their master!

The three of them were given some kind of order, and Xuan Xuan was just turning on the switch of the instruction, and he was not in control of the three people.

Shao Xuan's special vision can see that those three people, there are two kinds of power in their bones, which come from two fires, one is the fire power of the Dry Tribe, which is the power that already exists in the bodies of these three puppet people, and the other is the power that later infiltrated and controlled them.

But this power is different from the puppet people that Shao Xuan saw in the desert, and it is also different from the power of the fire he knows, it seems to be incomplete, as if someone has deliberately screened and filtered this power, and the conflict with the fire power in the bodies of the three puppets will be screened out, and what is left can coexist with the fire power of the dry tribe!

For example, if the power of the Dry Tribe Tinder that exists in the body of the three people is equivalent to the torso and limbs of a person, then the other force is equivalent to the mind of this body, exercising dominance.

With the fierce battle between the four people over there, the cloaks on the four of them were gradually destroyed and scratched by the fist wind and sharp claws, and the three people who originally covered their faces with sackcloth also showed their appearance at this time.

The three of them were like Ganche when he was lying in the coffin, like an air-dried ancient corpse, but at that time, Ganche was similar to a sleeping and dormant fake death, but those three people really had no consciousness of their own, and from the moment they were made into puppets, they were no longer the people of the Dry Tribe who they once were.

Ganche knocked one of them into the air and rolled over and over his head for twenty meters, and took advantage of the slightest gap to tear off the tattered linen cloth on his body and throw it away, anyway, it was already sunset, and soon the sun would disappear completely, and there was no need to cover it anymore.

The wounds on his body in the woods outside the Lu tribe had healed, even those scars were gone, and now these new wounds on his body were much more serious than the last time, and even several internal organs were incomplete.

There was no time to breathe, and one of them was struck, and the other two were still pressing forward step by step, mercilessly moving, and a series of attacks that were as dense as a storm of rain, constantly hitting Ganche's shoulders, abdomen, and limbs.

Shao Xuan looked at the battle situation over there, his eyebrows tightened.

Ganche's Gan mentality is wrong.

Although those three people are very strong, as if they have been carefully trained dead soldiers, but it is not so that Gan Che does not even have the strength to fight back, he has always fought with those three people with brute force, but he has reservations, and he has not done his best, if he shows his ruthlessness in the woods outside the Lu tribe, as long as half of it, it will not be in this situation.

Not so good.

If this continues, even if the body is different from ordinary people, it will be abolished.

As soon as Shao Xuan's footsteps moved, he was about to go over to help with the knife, but he heard Gan Che shouting: "Don't interfere!"

Hearing Gan Che's words, Shao Xuan paused on his feet, retreated back to the position where he was standing again, and no longer approached there. Since Gan earnestly wants to solve it himself, he will let him do it himself, and no matter what the consequences, he will have to admit it.

In fact, Shao Xuan's action just now didn't have to help, Shao Xuan knew that Gan Che might not want outsiders to interfere, but his action just now was equivalent to a reminder, telling Gan Che that if he didn't change his attitude, he would really burp.

Ganche also retreated again and again under the combined attack of the three of them, although he couldn't see anything on his face, the helplessness and anger in his heart had been mixed. He also knew that the purpose of these three people was to kill him, and after learning the news from Thief Eleven, he had also thought about how to face the former clansmen, but he would still hesitate to face these three people, after all, this was a dry tribe. In this world, there are probably only a few of them in the dry tribe, and the other dry tribesmen have long disappeared in the passage of time.

Gan Che lost his mind, and there was a series of bone breaking sounds in his chest, and the whole person flew into the air, and in the next moment, another person had come behind him silently, and his fists burst out, and before the soles of Ganche's feet could make contact with the ground, he was beaten out again.

Real siege, press and fight.

Gan Che had a very peculiar feeling, as if the soul had detached from the body, and at this moment, he was like a bystander, quietly watching his body continue to be hurt, and the unrestrained murderous aura of the other three people poured out with each blow. The bodies of the eleven people of the Dry Tribe who had fused with the fire were already stronger than the others, and the lethality they brought could be imagined.

In fact, Ganche felt that he should give up and continue to live. The tribe is no longer there, and there are no drought tribesmen in this world except him, so what does it mean for him to stay in this world?

But in the bottom of his heart, there seems to be another thought, and it is precisely because of this latent consciousness that he tirelessly looks for the external people who have fused with the fire, and the people who have come from the other side of the sea and no longer live in the form of a tribe. Because of another thought in his heart, he wanted to get an answer from those mouths, an answer to convince himself.

At this moment, when he was closest to death, Ganche suddenly felt that under the threat of death brought to him by these former clansmen, he seemed to see the thought in his heart.

Ganche seemed to see eleven glorious figures appear in the sky in the endless darkness, as if to say something. He knew that it was when Wu singled out the ten of them to solve the problem of the fire, and called them over for a final conversation. At that time, they were ready to sacrifice their lives for the tribe and for the fire, but what happened later?

In the dark void, the brilliance of their figures faded away, first the somewhat clumsy figure that seemed to be seriously injured, and then the others, one, two...... One after another, they dissolved into nothingness, until at last only one figure remained.

That's Ganche himself.

Are the Dry Tribes Gone?

No, it's still there!

As long as he is alive, the Dry Tribe will always exist! Even if he is the only one in the entire tribe!

One person's tribe also proves that the "drought" still exists in this world and has not been abandoned by time!

Puff puff!

Three men, six hands, one with sharp nails, pierced Ganche's shoulder blades from the front, one fist sank into the chest, and one hand reached behind Ganche's back, almost grazing Ganche's spine, and the next moment almost penetrating. There were also two hands, which were grabbed by Ganche.

The last hand, which was originally aimed at Ganche's head, finally stopped when it was half a palm away from Ganche's face.

Ganche looked at the two people in front of him, his shriveled black-brown face could no longer be seen, but Ganche could remember clearly what they used to look like, but it was a pity that he ......

"You, already, are dead. Ganche said slowly, "They're all dead." ”

Every word you say is like throwing a boulder from the bottom of your heart.

"But I can't die!"

When the last word was finished, the last faint trace of sadness in Ganche's eyes disappeared completely, replaced by a blade out of the sheath, flashing with cold light, and the red eyes were full of blood.

Seeing the sudden stalemate over there, both Sule and Shuxu didn't understand what was going on.

"What's going on?!" Souler was stunned. Why don't you fight? Go on, it's just the last time!

She felt her eyelids twitch and a chill hit her back. Bad premonition.

Something is wrong, something is very wrong!

"Take its head and come back!" shouted anxiously to the side.

However, the three puppets seemed to be frozen, and did not react to what they said.

Shao Xuan was also taken aback by the situation over there, the scene just now seemed like Gan Che was going to be split up directly, but now it is developing in a strange direction.

It wasn't that the three people of the Dry tribe who had been made into puppets suddenly became conscious, but that the power that supported their activities in the three people had changed.

In the special vision, Shao Xuan could see that the power in the bodies of those three people was surging towards Gan Che!

The air around him also began to change, and Shao Xuan clearly felt that the little wet sweat that originally flowed out of his body was drying out rapidly.

The water vapor in the air seems to be being quickly withdrawn.

The breath of the tinder!

For the breath of fire, Shao Xuan has a keen perception. The fire aura that appeared at this time was similar to the original power in Ganche's body.

"Dry Tribal Tinder!"

Although the fire of the Dry Tribe is gone, it is fused into the bodies of eleven people, and the three people brought by Su Le certainly have them in their bodies. And now, Ganche is actually sucking out the power of the fire belonging to the drought tribe in those three people!

A leaf falls.

This is followed by more leaves.

Shao Xuan looked up.

The leaves on the tree, which were obviously still green, began to fall one by one, and the wind would not cause such a situation, and if you looked closely, the petioles of the falling leaves had dried out!

Taking a deep breath, Shao Xuan hurriedly blew a whistle.

I had been watching from the air, and I wanted to chirp with the four desert eagles over there a few times, and when I heard Shao Xuan's whistle, I hurriedly descended.

Shao Xuan jumped on the back of the eagle, "Leave!" "Something big is going to happen here!"

Ganche, who stood there quietly, his eyes suddenly widened, and a long howl erupted from his throat, which was different from the last time he screamed in Yanhe Fort, and there was a faint rumbling sound, like a blizzard, and like a tsunami, which seemed to be mixed with the roar of a group of beasts, which was quite strange.

With this long roar of Ganche, the momentum around him also rose rapidly, and the mountains not far away seemed to be making a sensation, and the earth trembled.

Even if it was Shao Xuan who had been carried off the ground by the chirp, he could feel the skin exposed on the outside of his clothes, and he felt that there was a cold current approaching.

It seems that a mighty force is attacking this wood.

Even if Su Le was sluggish, he knew that things had changed, and I was afraid that they still didn't want to see it, and his forehead was stirred up by a long howl from the other party just now.

Shao Xuan's behavior reminded Su Le.

"Run!"

Sule whistled and waited for the desert eagle in the air to come down, but at this time, the desert eagle was too afraid of the crisis on the ground, and after hearing Sule's whistle, it just circled and did not land.

Souler was so angry that he wanted to kill the four eagles and feed them to the slaves, but now was not the time to be angry, and he felt that there was a shadow of death hanging over this place.

Run!, Souler's heart kept shouting.

If the desert eagle doesn't fly down, Souler will have to run on his own.

Seeing that the three puppets over there didn't react for a long time, he gritted his teeth and spread his legs and desperately ran away with Sule.

Click!

The sound like popping beans sounded one after another, and Souler didn't dare to look back when he heard it.

Ganche felt the constant accumulation of power in his body, which was not pure, and there were also some powers that did not belong to the fire of the drought tribe, and when he was inhaled, this power was repelling him. It was the power that controlled the three clansmen, and the moment he inhaled, Gan Che could feel the feeling of a hard tear coming from his epidermis. As he absorbed the fire power of the drought tribe on the three of them, this external force also went inside, making Gan Che feel like a knife to the bone, but he had to face it. Perhaps the person who made the puppet had already considered this possibility, if Gan Che forcibly absorbed the power of the three of them, Gan Che would not only fail, but even lose his life.

And just when that force was constantly impacting like a knife, trying to disrupt the process of Ganche's absorption, a force appeared in Ganche's body, blocking the invasion of that external force, allowing Ganche to continue the absorption.

That was the power that Shao Xuan used to awaken him, and that power had always existed in Ganche's body.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Gan Che frantically sent the absorbed power into every meridian and bone of his body, and sent it to every part of his body.

Alive!

Gotta live!

The power of the fire belonging to the drought tribe will be snatched!

Gan Che felt the power of the fire in his body, surging, as if thousands of fierce beasts were rushing at the same time, the raised veins on his body were like wild pythons swimming, the roots jumped, the tense muscles were tightened, and the bones also made a clicking sound at this moment, as if they were stretching, as if they were squeezing, or reorganizing. Lines appeared on Ganche's naked body, crisscrossing totem patterns, like tough vines living in the driest places in the desert, crisscrossing and spreading all over the body.

Ganche seemed to hear the familiar sound of blood flowing in his veins, but he knew that it was not real blood, but the flow of fire power.

As the momentum continued to climb, Ganche burst out with a deafening roar, this sound, compared to the one just now, was even more terrifying, which seemed to be mixed with the vast momentum, and everyone's hearts were suddenly constricted, as if there was an ancient giant beast that had just woken up here.

The power that had been absorbed in Ganche's body finally erupted at this moment, pouring out violently, and the murderous aura that burst out was like the night in the desert of Yanling City, cold and dry.

Ganche's hair, which had rotted in time, came out at a speed visible to the naked eye, but it was not the color of a normal person's hair, but white!

On the smooth head, white hairs rushed out of the scalp, were carried up by the air waves, and extended upward.

In the fingers, long brown beast-like claws protrude from the finger bones, reflecting the last rays of the sun, but without a trace of warmth.

The sand-yellow flame began to appear around Ganche's body, rushing from the bottom up.

The grass under Ganche's feet dried up instantly, as if it had lost all its moisture by the high temperature, and under the ground, it seemed that a powerful force was about to break through the soil.

Rumble!

The yellow smoke suddenly accelerated, bursting like a sound wave, spreading in all directions, and everywhere it passed, all the plants and trees withered, all the leaves on the trees fell, and the dry branches made a fragile click, broken, and fell to the ground.

Su Le and Shuxuan, who originally thought that they had run out of the danger circle, were also impacted by such a scene at this time, turned around and continued to flee farther away, but it was too late.

The sand and yellow arrogance had spread to where they were, and their running steps were getting slower and slower, and their legs began at the soles of their feet, as if they were atrophied, and became shriveled.

And the bodies of the three puppeteers, from the place where they touched the Ganche, began to decompose into fine dust particles like weathered rocks, which were lost with the waves of qi that were set off upwards.

Only Ganche still stood there quietly, like a blade standing in the cold desert under the dark night. (To be continued.) )