At that time, it was the demon clan that oppressed the human race, and slaughtered the human race for tens of millions of years, and under the struggle of the ancestors of the past generations, most of the demon clan was wiped out, and the remnants were driven into the vast East China Sea and the mountains.

However, from the standpoint of the demon race, they naturally also think that it was the human race that encroached on their territory and destroyed their former supreme glory.

However, the current situation is that the strength of the human race is many times stronger than that of the demon race, and the situation of the demon race can be described as lingering, and peaceful coexistence with the human race is their only reasonable choice. If any demon clan wants to restore its past glory and attack the human race, once it attracts the attention of a slightly larger human force, it will definitely kill itself.

Ethnic groups that do not know how to judge the situation can only be described as death.

However, Wu Feng was not afraid of this surging beast tide, and he didn't think much about it and killed it directly.

Zheng Zhi and Tan Wangsong are his allies, and rescuing allies is in line with the morality that Wu Feng believes.

As for the risk, Wu Feng has this self-confidence - if he fights with Zheng Zhi and Tan Wangsong, such a beast tide will be completely helpless!

The reason why human beings have been able to grow from a weak race that was oppressed and slaughtered in ancient times to the current overlord of heaven and earth is precisely because of the power of unity and cooperation.

In the midst of the smoke and dust, several vicious wolves besieged Tan Wangsong.

"Zhou Tian Spiral Leg!" Tan Wangsong shouted, running the spiral true qi and sweeping towards the wolves.

The true qi was like a spiral, twisting the momentum in the air, rolling outward, and Tan Wangsong's leg bones also made a crisp sound of collapse, as if they were also twisted at will.

This is one of the twelve ways to talk about the legs, and it is the family martial arts of the Bingzhou Tan family.

The Tan family was originally a powerful tribe of the shrine, but later it declined due to natural disasters, and its descendants lost their inheritance and lived among the people. However, the inheritance of the Twelve Roads Talking Legs still exists in the Valley of Forgotten Worries, so when Xiao Madge went down the mountain once, he found Tan Wangsong, accepted him as a disciple, and taught him this set of martial arts that originally belonged to his family.

The 12th Road Talking Leg was known as the North Leg back then, and the Southern Fist - Hong Fist was equally famous, collectively known as the "South Fist and North Leg", which shocked the world and was naturally an extraordinary martial arts. However, after the decline of the Tan family, the descendants of the Twelve Roads Talking Legs were also lost, and all that remained in the Valley of Forgotten Worries was a scaly claw.

But even so, its power should not be underestimated, I saw Tan Wangsong's feet like a swallow sweeping the air, and his body followed it, as if throwing a shuttle, spinning and kicking out, a fierce wolf was suddenly kicked in the jaw by Tan Wangsong, and the spiral strength smashed directly into the depths of its skull, and kicked the brain of the fierce wolf that was pounced into a mess of rotten tofu from the bottom to the top, and the blood and brains were mixed and spewed out of the wolf's mouth, red and white, and it was extremely beautiful!

"Okay!" Zheng Zhi high-fived and admired, and then hit the Beidou God Fist, knocking a cheetah that swooped towards him upside down and flew out, falling into the dust, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

However, then I heard a cry of pain, which suddenly sounded.

A huge Kodo beast took advantage of Tan Wangsong's hard fight against the wolves, attacked and stabbed Tan Wangsong with a huge sharp horn, trying to pierce him with a blow.

Tan Wangsong hurriedly rolled over, avoiding the attack of the Kodo Beast, but he was also bruised on his right arm, blood flowed sideways, and the skin of the wound was rotten, and he saw white bones.

Suddenly, Zheng Zhi and Tan Wangsong were both desperate.

Although the number of this surging beast tide is not as good as that of jackdaws, the danger is even better. The two of them were fighting fiercely in the sea of beasts, and now that Tan Wangsong was so seriously injured, his combat effectiveness would inevitably be affected, and the already unfavorable situation would undoubtedly be even worse.

Moreover, the bleeding from Tan Wangsong's right arm will also stimulate the ferocity of the beasts, making them attack more and more without knowing whether they are alive or dead!

Tan Wangsong gritted his teeth suddenly, activated his true qi, tried his best to stop the blood flow in his right arm, suppressed the loss of blood, and continued to fight hard with the beasts for the last hope.

At this moment, Wu Feng's shout suddenly sounded in the ears of the two.

"I'm coming!"

There are only three words, but they are like thunder in the hollow valley, making the beasts surging like the roar of the tide, and they all seem to disappear completely at this moment.

Wu Feng's angry words made Zheng Zhihe talk about Forget Song as if he had taken a reassuring pill. They trusted Wu Feng's ability, and they also vaguely knew that Wu Feng had contributed a lot to the pacification of Xiao Fan's rebellion.

"Yo...... Another one to die?" Lingyou, the little prince of butterflies, saw Wu Feng coming, but said in a weird manner: "Then I can increase my merits again!"

"Be a dead little prince-" Wu Feng said coldly: "Actually, your tribe is dying as a whole. It won't be long before your tribe will be found by the Terrans and completely bulldozed to the ground. ”

"Hahahaha...... Arrogance!" The little butterfly prince Lingyou laughed arrogantly and angrily, his originally handsome face was distorted, and the corners of his mouth grinned: "You can't protect yourself, and you still say such a low-level villain's words, and this kind of line of destroying people is all coming from the mouths of some deflated people!"

"You feel too good about yourself. Wu Feng said lightly: "I don't threaten, just talk about things, in this era, the demon tribe still dares to take the killing of human beings as a trial feat, and it is a matter of course to be destroyed." In this trial, I didn't want to kill intelligent beings, but you brought about your own destruction, and you can't blame me. ”

Wu Feng originally thought that Lin Yan was stupid enough, but Lingyou, the little prince of the Gandhi tribe, was obviously even more stupid.

The demon clan was so strong back then, but it was swept away by the sword of the martial ancestor, and since then it has become a lost dog, and there is no chance of revival, not for no reason!

But even so, for Lingyou, who has the ability to control beasts, Wu Feng must not take it lightly. There are more than 100 fierce beasts on the other side, and there are only three people on his side, and Tan Wangsong is already injured.

Wu Feng shouted in the direction of Zheng Zhi and Tan Wangsong: "Zheng Zhi, Tan Wangsong, I think you should understand that in this kind of situation where there is a huge disparity between the enemy and me, whether it is a death match or a breakthrough, it will not work." However, the reason why the herds gathered together to attack us, regardless of casualties, was because they were controlled by the sound of whistles......"

The two of them suddenly realized.

This is not the same as the situation of Jackdaw Tribulation, as long as the spirit guerrilla is killed, the beast tide will naturally collapse, and the problem can be solved.

Hearing this, Lingyou laughed wildly: "How can there be such a stupid person as you? If you say that you want to attack me in front of me, won't I be prepared?"

Wu Feng said firmly: "Let you hear clearly, you will not escape death." The outcome of this battle was predestined from the beginning!"

He didn't have time to rush to Zheng Zhitan's side and whisper to them about the situation, so he could only say the key to the battle now and ask them to cooperate.

I only heard Wu Feng say: "You work harder, drag the attack of the beast herd, and let me go - behead with a sword, capture the thief and capture the king!"

After finishing speaking, Wu Feng let out a long roar, rose up with his sword, and his green clothes fluttered in the wind, like a sword immortal walking in the void!