In this case, it would be useless for this flowing water messenger to keep, Zhou Ran glanced at the other two, Yan Feishuang waved his left hand mercilessly, and the bright silver internal qi turned into a crescent moon, grazing the neck of the flowing water messenger.

Dig a dirt pit on the spot to solve this guy, and by the way, put a few ice charms to freeze the soil to make sure it won't be turned over by wild beasts or something.

The old man picked up Zhou Ran and was about to leave this place, but at this moment, a cloud of blue smoke suddenly rose in the sky in the distance.

The smoke began to disperse rapidly, covering most of the sky, almost like a cloud that was rapidly gathering together.

The faces of several people who saw this scene changed, and the blue smoke represented a call for help signal, and it was also a first-level help signal, which means that this unknown friendly army had encountered enemies that had surpassed the two levels of the flood wilderness.

The old man turned his head and glanced at Zhou Ran, Zhou Ran didn't hesitate, his internal qi attached to the position of his wound, and wrapped the entire left leg.

The Gang Qi Condensation Type is very useful at this time, it is almost like an exoskeleton armor, even if the bones of the creatures in the armor are shattered, but with the armor formed by the convergence of this Gang Qi, as long as the consciousness can remain awake, it can move normally.

Although it is certainly not as convenient as using your limbs, it can at least retain about 80% of the level.

Seeing this, the old man immediately let go of Zhou Ran's arm, and without saying a word, he rushed quickly in the direction of the blue smoke, and the other two did the same, Zhou Ran was a little slower, but he was also limping forward.

The old man was the fastest, and when he arrived in two minutes, he saw dozens of totem warriors lying on the ground.

Most of those who were still standing completely also had different wounds on their bodies, and the viper's left hand at the front was hanging in front of him at a strange angle, obviously broken, and his right hand was still tightly clenched with a short sword.

A large piercing wound appeared on the side of his ribs, along with a piece of flesh, which looked very scary.

Fortunately, there was no serious damage to his organs, which is probably one of the main reasons why he was still able to maintain a standing posture.

Standing directly across from him was a primitive man with two spears in his hand and looking very relaxed.

Even when the old man jumped out, this primitive man couldn't help but yawn, yes, this person was the scar under the giant tiger of the beast tribe.

Scar glanced at the old man as he punched Hache, then withdrew his gaze and continued to look at the viper.

The viper gave him a big surprise, although the basic strength had not yet reached his level, but compared to the generals he encountered when he fought with other elite tribes before, it was still much stronger.

From this point alone, he knew that the primitives in the tribe where the poisonous snake was located should be very strong in terms of overall strength and the level of generals, which made him more and more convinced that this tribe should be a tribe that has reached the level of a hero tribe.

Wiping his nose, Scar raised his left hand, and without saying a word, threw the spear he was holding in the direction of the old man.

The old man who suddenly jumped out was a little thin little old man from the outside, his waist was slightly rickety, and his height was no more than 1.6 meters, no matter how he looked at it, he didn't look like a strong man.

The vast majority of primitive people did not have internal qi to cultivate, nor did they have any powerful exercises.

And generally speaking, witches will definitely have this one in their hands, similar to tools such as mediums, such as staffs, bones, stones, etc., only with the help of these things, they can perform witchcraft.

The old man didn't hold anything like that either, which proved that he wasn't a powerful witch, and he didn't look like a powerful warrior, so Scar, who wasn't interested in him, planned to get rid of him with a neat move.

Unexpectedly, the old man looked at the spear flying towards him, and directly poked out his left hand, which was covered with a layer of light cyan internal qi.

Then he slashed through the air with a few afterimages, and pinched the middle of the spear very accurately, and spun around in the air a few times, pulling it behind him.

Then, the old man let out a low roar, and the iron-blue internal qi covered the spear in an instant, and even cracks appeared on the entire spear.

As one of Scar's weapons, this spear is made of very good materials.

In Zhou Ran's territory a few months ago, he couldn't even come up with a weapon that could compare with it, but he couldn't withstand the old man's anger and injected thirty percent of his internal qi.

Zhou Ran has been strengthened many times, and even has Yuehua's continuous baptism, with a large number of pills and props, as well as his own exaggerated and incredible talent, he barely raised the total amount of internal qi to the level of 2/3 of the old man.

From this, we can know how exaggerated the old man's internal qi reserves are, even if only thirty percent of the internal qi is used, but the power that erupts in that moment is not something that ordinary weapons can withstand.

The iron fist internal qi combined with the piercing internal qi, the combined power of the two pierced the sky in an instant, and the scar already understood in his heart that something was wrong when he saw the spear and was thrown by the old man in turn.

But at this time, whether you want to escape or dodge, it is not very likely, and the speed of the spear throwing is too fast.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, another spear in his hand swung a few times in a row, and then swept towards the front with a powerful blow.

The red mist was like a raging flame, completely attached to the front half of the spear, and when he swung it out, it was like a loose match.

The moment the two collided, there was a deafening loud sound, and the scar flew out like a tattered kite, breaking several large trees in one go.

His left hand was like a poisonous snake, broken in the middle, even more tragic than a poisonous snake.

And not only that, the move he tried his best just now only ensured that the spear thrown by the old man did not kill him in an instant, but the residual power still made his tiger's mouth crack, and it also pierced his shoulder.

A mouthful of blood coughed up from his mouth, and his right hand, which was still well scarred, held the ground and trembled to get up, but the severe pain made it difficult for him to concentrate.

The old man didn't give him a chance to fight back again, and he didn't even intend to let him stand up, only to see him step hard under his feet, leaving a deep footprint on the ground.