"Boy, why are you working so hard? Don't look at it, the tribe you are guarding is about to end", said Woreba panting in the clearing outside the tribe.

As a spirit martial master, he was a level higher than Yang Yu, and now he was beaten by Yang Yu and had no power to fight back, but when he saw that the tribe was about to be defeated, Voleba was still happy.

He was thinking that if Yang Yu could work hard for those old guys, he must be a person with a weak underbelly, and he would definitely be affected by this, and then it would be the time for him to defeat Yang Yu.

"Hmph, then I'll have to deal with you faster", Yang Yu just turned around, and saw the gate of the tribe that was about to be knocked open, faced with this situation, Yang Yu could only pretend to be calm and said.

This time, it was really Yang Yu who pretended to be calm, because he had not yet recovered to the rank of the spiritual skill master, and the spiritual skills and talent spiritual skills had not been fully recovered, coupled with the continuous use of dynamic flash, the current Yang Yu was almost out of strength.

Boom! Rumble!

And just as Yang Yu finished saying this, a loud bang suddenly came into Yang Yu's ears, and when the two turned around, the tribe gate, which was not very strong, had collapsed.

"Clansmen, we are old, but we are not dead, young people have worked hard for us, let us protect the rest of our homeland!" Looking at the collapsed gate, Worehui did not flinch, and shouted to the lions beside him.

"Stop me, let me come one by one," and just as the lion-man brothers were about to rush up again, the Woredevil stopped them again.

He couldn't beat Yang Yu, he endured it, he just wanted to hit two and was slapped in the face, and now he has to find some face in these old ordinary lion people.

This time, the lion-man brothers all obeyed the arrangement of Voryne, because the four orcs of the same rank as him were now besieging Voryn and Vorkakz.

"Old thing, let's get on it together! I want you to keep none of you today, oh yes, and your precious granddaughter, I'm going to keep it, hahaha", looking at the resolute Wore, Worley laughed unconsciously.

"You ......", before Worley could speak, an old lion man on the side yelled and rushed directly towards Worley.

"Ahh

"Waste", the giant tail swept away, and with a punch, the excited old lion man lost his life.

"Ha, finally blood!" , The resounding screams were naturally heard by Woreba, and during this period, the speed at which Yang Yu attacked him was much slower.

When Yang Yu looked at it, the gate of the tribe had completely collapsed, and the two old lion men had died in the hands of Wo Lei Ba, and now the opponent of Wo Lei Evil was the old leader of the tribe, Wo Lei Hui.

"Death!" Seeing this scene, Yang Yu couldn't sit still, and no longer used the Kinetic Flash, Yang Yu directly punched Woreba head-on.

"Hmph, I think, it's you who is going to die", this punch, Wo Lei Ba was full of confidence, and his strengthened punch was against Yang Yu.

Boom! Two fists collided.

Sure enough, in front of the Beast Spirit Martial Master, Yang Yu's punch really didn't gain an advantage.

"Boy, you're done", as soon as he blocked this punch, Woreba said to Yang Yu in a weird way.

Hearing this, Yang Yu's brows furrowed, as if he had made some terrible decision.

"Ahh

The cry of pain came from the sheep feather, and at this moment, a short sword was piercing the sheep feather's chest.

In this case, it was none other than the Wolreba who could attack, and the short sword was wound by Woreba's tail.

"Intensify the offensive, the two of them will die," a lion man shouted excitedly on the other side of the battlefield.

At this moment, Worren and Wokakz, who were surrounded by the crowd, were already covered in bruises, although they didn't fight anyone hard, but there were many punches, you punched me and I punched, and the two of them were also beaten and almost lost their strength.

"Old thing, I still want to

Resist? Let them all kneel", within the tribe, Worey Evil had already choked Worehui's neck, and beside them, four old lion men had fallen.

"You, do, dream", the lifted Wore replied, his old face was flushed, his legs were kicking, and his hands were slapping Worley's evil hands, but there was no intention of giving in to his mouth.

A complete victory, the three battlefields, whether it is Yang Yu's, Ren's, or the tribe's, Yang Yu's side has no chance of winning at all.

"Come on! Come on! Come on!" , Yang Yu didn't say it, just endured the pain in his chest and kept silently.

"Wren!" , with a shout, Kaquez pushed his opponent away and rushed to Wren's side.

"Ah! Ahh Two screams suddenly came out, and at this moment, Kaquez's arms, which he had managed to conjure, were broken by the lions again.

At this moment, Ren and Kaquez were surrounded in the middle, their bodies were full of injuries, and their breath was very chaotic, as if they would not be able to bear it in the next second.

"Ah! Yes! Ahh Seeing this scene, Yang Yu was even more anxious, and he didn't care what Woreba's eyes were, only to see Yang Yu pick up the short sword and twist it around his body.

"Hmph, that's crazy, isn't it? If you want to die, I'll give you a ride!" , Looking at Yang Yu's strange self-mutilation, Woreba raised his fist and was about to hit Yang Yu's head.

At this moment, I saw Yang Yu's spirit shocked, and Yang Yu's eyes were also blood-red.

Releasing the hand holding the dagger, Yang Yu swung his fist and struck it at Woreba's fist.

Only this time, Yang Yu's punch was a little different, originally only snow-white Ren Bing's fist, but now it was dyed with a layer of blood-red light.

Looking at Yang Yu's strange punch, Wo Lei Ba was also very surprised, but when he felt the power of this punch, he couldn't avoid Yang Yu's punch.

"Ahh , a scream, but the scream was not from Yang Yu, nor from Wren, not from Wolley, but from the highest level of the audience, Wolleiba.

Yang Yu's punch was devastating, and the first second of collision with Woreba, it directly abolished Woreba's offensive, and the aftermath of this punch broke Woreba's arm, and even seriously injured Woreba.

Yes, this is Yang Yu's innate spiritual skill, bloody and penetrating. The kind of self-harm that Yang Yu did just now was to stimulate the blood in his heart, just to reactivate this innate spiritual skill.

And at the last moment, it was finally successful, although he lost a lot of health, but he was able to deal this damage, and Yang Yu felt that it was worth it.

Yes, although Yang Yu's rank is still a spirit technician, the highest rank of Yang Yu is in the spirit skill king, and his maximum health is also the state of the spirit skill king, and the power of the blood bath through the fist depends on the amount of health lost.

Woreba's screams shook the audience, maybe it was really too painful, or it was a long time since he had been so badly injured, which made Woreba cry out loud.

"Brother, brother, you ......", looking for the voice, Worey turned his head, but when Worey saw Woreba again, he couldn't help but be stunned.

At this moment, one of Wo Leiba's arms had hung down, the simple armor on his chest had been shattered, his legs were unstable, and his two-and-a-half-meter body was forced to be lifted up by the sheep's neck.

"What are you, you want your brother's life, you want your boss's life, just let them go, and never come here again", Ren Bing turned into a stabbing sword against Wo Leiba's neck, and Yang Yu directly ordered all the lionmen.

"Looks like your men don't care much about your life, Woreba!" Looking at the lions who refused to give in, Yang Yu increased the strength of his hand, and in an instant, the stabbing sword sank into Woreba's neck by one centimeter.

"Ah! No, don't."

"You're all coming back for me, coming back, what? Can't I command you?" , first stopped the feathers, and then Voleba shouted at the lions.

Hearing the boss's order, the besieging lions gradually dispersed, and in front of the gate, Wren and Kakzizhen

It's almost dying.

"Boy, let my eldest brother go, otherwise, he will also die", within the tribe, Wo Lei evil seemed to think of something, and immediately raised Wo Lei back in front of him.

Yes, Worley is not dead, Worley evil uses him as a bargaining chip to provoke the old lionman, and now six old lionmen have died under the claws of Wore.

"Little, little brother, leave me alone, don't...", within the tribe, in the hands of Wore's evil, Woray said with difficulty.

"Shut up, boy, you've figured it out, do you want his life or not", he walked out of the tribe with a pinching of Wore, who said with a grim face.

"You ......, okay, let's each take a step back, you let him go, I let go of your big brother", hesitated for two seconds, Yang Yu still agreed to the exchange.

In this way, under everyone's gaze, Yang Yu and Wo Lei Evil both slowly walked towards each other holding hostages.

"Boy, don't let anyone go," Worley said at the door of the tribe with a fierce face.

"No, you give me a step back, a thirty meters back", looking at the two Rennes, who were completely incapable of fighting, Yang Yu could only temporarily add one condition.

"Promise him, promise him quickly", looking at the hesitant Wo Lei evil, and feeling a chill on his neck, Wo Lei Ba directly agreed to Yang Yu's request.

"Yes, but you must retreat with us", considering the safety of Voreba or something else, Vorray added a condition.

In this way, Yang Yu was holding Wo Lei Ba and walking towards the distance of the tribe step by step, while the more than fifty lion people slowly surrounded Yang Yu in a circle.

"Can you release them now?" , put down Wore back, Wore said with a wicked smile, because in his eyes, Yang Yu can no longer get out.

"Okay, let's release people together", Yang Yu knew his situation, but now, except for agreeing, it seems that there is no solution.

"Three"

2.

"One, let go"..

As the two read together, at the last second, the two of them worked together, and both Worehui and Woreba were pushed to the opposite side.

"Brothers, give it to me", the moment he received Woreba, Wore Evil shouted to his subordinates, and in an instant, all the lionmen rushed towards the feathers.