Ma Lang was so angry that no one had ever dared to talk to him like this, let alone such a small bean with thin arms and legs.

He strode forward, his round figure imposing, although he was about the same height as Murphy, but horizontally enough to be as thick as seven or eight Lu Fei.

Ma Lang pointed at Mo Fei and smiled cruelly, he looked at the Gou people: "Are there no one in the Gou people? Send such a little bean to die!"

The Gou people didn't speak, they just looked at Mo Fei worriedly, not knowing how this young man would deal with Ma Lang.

"I hope you'll still be able to laugh when you're looking for teeth all over the floor."

Murphy held a shield in front of him in his left hand and a hammer in his right hand, and the two struck each other, making a caco-rattle sound.

Ma Lang sneered: "I know you, the thief who was pierced through the chest by Li Juying with an arrow the day before yesterday was dressed quite coquettishly, like a peacock, what about your clothes?"

Murphy pouted and said, "Who wears formal clothes when killing pigs, what should I do if I get dirty!"

"I'm going to pick your skin!" "Malo couldn't bear it anymore, grabbed his weapon and killed Murphy.

Malang's weapon is a short knife, because of his size, other types of long weapons are not suitable for him, his round body bounces on the ground, attacking opponents from incredible angles, long weapons can only hinder his movements, and short knives are suitable for holding, can accompany his rolling jump, maximize the lethality.

Murphy stared intently at Malang's movements, dodging if he could, and blocking with a shield if he couldn't.

But after all, he has too little experience, and when he practiced with Fat Dun, he mostly relied on his extraordinary physical strength to entangle with the other party, although he had real combat experience, but he was more than one grade behind the old fritters like Ma Lang, even if it was Fat Dun, he was not Ma Lang's opponent, not to mention Murphy, who was not even as good as Fat Dun.

Murphy's strength is not as good as the opponent's, his experience is not as good as the opponent's, and the entire battle process is almost Ma Lang playing Murphy alone.

Although he blocked the opponent's attack many times, the kind of vigorous knocking him back one after another, and Ma Lang's short knife slashed through his thigh, leaving blood marks on his face.

The other party did not intend to kill him immediately, but really wanted to peel his skin, and he was also torturing the will of the Gou people.

"Worship, come back! You are not an opponent!" the Gou warrior was stunned, and he really couldn't stand it.

"What kind of ability is it to bully a teenager, come, I'll fight with you!"

Several tall warriors rushed out of the gate to replace Murphy, but they were crushed back by a rain of arrows just a few steps.

The Falcon Tribe is eyeing everyone who dares to go out and kill whomever they want.

"Patriarch, you want to save my father-in-law!" Mo Xiaoya took Gou Yuanhe's arm and begged bitterly.

Gou Yuanhe struggled, and finally gritted his teeth and said: "Wait, he must have his reason for doing this"

"What if...... If he is dead, my Gou clan will use the strength of the whole clan to kill all sides and fight to the last man!"

Murphy fought bloodily, his body was full of scratches, the gap was too big, it was almost a one-sided battle, this was not a sparring or a game of chess, here it is either you die or I die, there is no regret of chess. A slash is a real wound, which will bleed and die.

"If you get down on your knees and beg me, I can give you a decent death!" Mala smirked, and with a bounce, he slammed into Murphy's shield, and Murphy staggered back, his sunken shield unsteady, and rolled out.

"Taste this!"

Murphy's hammer swept, although it was not as fierce as Fat Dun in terms of strength, but the momentum of the forty-nine-pound hammer was still very terrifying.

"Hehe, I thought your hammer was an ornament" Ma Lang burst into a shout, his muscles swelled, and he actually used his body to suffer Murphy's hammer.

"It's this trick again!" Gou Yuan scolded in a low voice.

When Ma Lang was a child, he accidentally ingested a poisonous fruit that lived in the wilderness, and he was lucky not to die, but his body was diseased, and he became what he is now, but it also gave him a powerful means of defense, using his swollen muscles to defend against blunt blows.

Not to mention Murphy, even if Fat Dun himself smashed it, it wouldn't do much damage to Ma Lang.

Sure enough, Ma Lang's body shook slightly, then twisted his neck and said, "Didn't you eat?"

This kind of indifferent words not only dealt a great psychological blow to the opponent, but also dealt a great blow to the morale of the Gou tribe.

"Yes!"

Murphy looked like a bloody man, but he didn't have any frustration, his eyes were bright, he grinned, showed two rows of snow-white teeth and said, "Such a, you try this again!"

He roared angrily, raised his hammer in both hands, and smashed it down on Mala's head.

Ma Lang is full of muscles, but he hasn't grown to his head yet, but he pretended to be x just now, and he won't be able to get over it if he hides again. So he slashed his sword and crossed it.

Clang!

The handle of the hammer slammed into the blade, and the short knife bent to block Murphy's attack.

"This rookie!"

Ma Lang was happy, although he didn't understand what moment and force were far away, but Murphy's attack didn't bring out the strongest point of the attack at all.

But before he could laugh, great danger came, and the hammer in Murphy's hand actually fell off the end of the hammer handle, carrying a huge inertia and smashing on Malang's head.

Boom!

A dull voice sounded, and Ma Lang's eyeballs were about to bulge out of their sockets, and there was a visible collapse in his head.

But Ma Lang is Ma Lang after all, the most powerful warrior of this Ma Mian tribe, even then he did not fall unconscious, but turned the blade and stabbed directly at Mo Fei Dang's chest.

Ma Lang hopes to alleviate the current predicament in this way.

But he ran into a madman, and Murphy laughed maniacally, allowing the short knife to plunge into his chest, and then clamp his muscles to death. At the same time, he threw away the bare handle of the hammer in his hand, the end of the handle, scraped by something, had become thinner, no wonder the head of the hammer fell off.

"I've been waiting for this moment for a long time!"

Murphy vomited blood and laughed, because Malang's body was huge and blocked the view, so the Mamian tribe and the Falcon tribe didn't see what was happening.

But Gou Yuanhe and others standing on the earthen wall saw it really.

Murphy's right hand actually grew violently, and he squeezed out three silver bone spurs from between his fingers, directly through Ma Lang's chin, and through the top of his head.

Uh!

Ma Lang unconsciously let out two strange screams, fell to the ground, and died!

"Chief!"

There were shouts from the Mamian tribe, and a large group of men and horses rushed towards Malang's body.

Kill!

The Falcon tribe shouted, and a rain of arrows shot at Murphy.

Murphy fell to the ground the moment Marang fell to the ground, dragging his seriously injured body, and using Marang's huge body to dodge the impending rain of arrows.

"He's killed Malang!oh my God!" exclaimed the Gou warrior.

Gou Tingting's eyes widened, covering her mouth, with an incredible expression.

"Quick, save my father-in-law!" Mo Xiaoya cried urgently, screaming in the crowd.

Gou Yuanhe was stunned for a moment, then suddenly reacted and shouted at the Gou warriors: "Everyone, raise your shield, copy the guys, and go out to save people!"

Murphy was hit by many arrows, but fortunately, Malang's body was big enough, and Murphy hid behind and protected the important parts. But he also had several long arrows stuck in half of his arms and legs, and his blood flowed for a long time.

Murphy's first savior was not from the Gou tribe, but from the Mamian tribe, who stopped the Falcon tribe from archery.

"Falcon Tribe, stop, our boss's body has been ruined by you, do you want to go to war!"

The second wave of arrow rain was obviously thinning, but there were still a few whistling, and it was definitely going to be pierced on Murphy's body to see where it landed.

The sky above Murphy suddenly darkened, and the light was blocked by the swarming shields, and the Gou warriors rushed to protect Murphy layer by layer.

Murphy smiled, covered in blood, and his breath was weak: "I'll just say it, believe me and I'm right!"

The warriors of the Gou tribe were overjoyed and quickly withdrew to the tribe with Mo Fei, and it didn't take long for the people of the Mamian tribe to arrive, surrounding the body of Malan full of arrows and screaming!