Mo Yan has worked very hard and done better than everyone imagined. But unfortunately, many times hard work does not necessarily lead to the achievement of the desire. Mo Yan still failed to hold Nian Fengxin hostage in the end, because before that, Li Wei had already arrived.

As soon as Li Wei arrived, all the efforts made by Mo Yan were in vain, and Li Wei easily repelled Mo Yan and controlled Nian Fengxin in his hands. Although Xiao Lori was very brave to attack Levi, but the difference in strength between the two was too big, if it weren't for Levi knowing the importance of Nian Fengxin, and guarding her every step of the way and not daring to move, Little Lori would not have been just repelled.

"You lose, it's better to surrender as soon as possible!" After controlling Nian Fengxin, Li Weizhi shouted at everyone proudly. At this moment, he felt that the situation could not be more perfect, losing Nian Fengxin as a hostage, it was only a matter of time before He Zhiyuan and others, who were obviously in a weak position, were defeated, and as the person who directly rescued Nian Fengxin, he undoubtedly made the first contribution, and from then on, his future will not be said to be soaring, at least as before, it will be undoubtedly the overlord of Chifeng City.

"Beep-beep-"

Just when everyone thought that the situation had stabilized, and even Victor felt that the general trend had gone, and he had the idea of retreating, there was still one person who still did not give up.

He Zhiyuan, this crazy man who can always be unpredictable still has hole cards at this moment!

While Li Wei was drinking, He Zhiyuan struggled to break free from Yu Fenglie's entanglement, and took out something like a whistle from his arms and blew it.

This whistle is the flying feather battle post of the Kruger natives, which can summon nearby Kruger warriors to fight for the sentry bearer, representing the supreme friendship of the Kruger natives. The flying feather battle post in He Zhiyuan's hand was handed over to He Zhiyuan by Zu Ponsa himself after He Zhiyuan saved Zu Ponsa, the chief of the Krug Satsuma tribe, and a group of native warriors in the hands of Qin Zhong.

Although the strength of these Kruger native warriors, He Zhiyuan has not used it because the actual situation is not suitable, and his own strength has increased. But as a battle maniac, He Zhiyuan actually knows every bit of his own strength very clearly, of course he has not forgotten this sentry, in the current situation, this sentry has become his hole card to turn the tables.

Due to the fact that the Kruger natives and the Xia people have always been in a state of hostility, very few Xia people know about this kind of flying feather battle post that represents the friendship of the natives. Even an old Jianghu like Li Wei, who has been in the Chiling jungle for a long time, doesn't know what this whistle means.

The only thing that feels wrong may be Yu Fenglie. Although Yu Fenglie didn't know the meaning of the whistle, he knew very well that He Zhiyuan would never do some meaningless actions. At the moment when He Zhiyuan blew the Flying Feather Battle Whistle, Yu Fenglie let out a long roar, mustering up the remaining strength to launch a crazy attack on He Zhiyuan - no matter what He Zhiyuan's purpose was, killing him would not be a wrong choice after all.

Yu Fenglie's crazy attack, even He Zhiyuan, finally couldn't resist it. The soft sword, which was no more than a foot long, was almost manipulated by Yu Fenglie into a terrifying storm mixed with thunderclouds and lightning, ferocious, bombarding He Zhiyuan's body with tearing power. In just a few breaths, it has already left a lot of scars on He Zhiyuan's body.

At this moment, not only He Zhiyuan, but the entire team led by him reached the most difficult moment. The will to fight is poorer, and goods like the fire scorpion have begun to look left and right, and their eyes are looking for a way out.

But soon, a mood called desperate survival began to grow in the hearts of these people.

The Krug natives have arrived!

First, one or two short, red-skinned Kruger warriors leaped from ape to tree and watched the people in the battlefield warily.

Then there were three or four, a dozen......

Eventually, about fifty Kruger warriors quickly filled the perimeter of the battlefield. These Kruger warriors were small and sturdy, and almost every one of them carried a rudimentary Kruger bow—a simple bow with a hard vine body and animal tendons as a string. Compared to the bow and arrows of the Red Banner Empire, this bow appears primitive and rudimentary, but no one dares to underestimate it, and adventurers with a little jungle hunting experience are well aware that the Kruger warrior's earthen bow can easily penetrate the strongest imperial armor.

In addition to bows and arrows, these Kruger natives almost always had a spear made of earth. This spear had a long wooden handle, and the tip of the spear was nothing more than a sharp stone. But again, no one dares to underestimate these spears, and it is this crude spear that has taken the lives of countless adventurers.

Everyone seemed to suddenly realize the fact that the Kruger natives were the real masters of the Chiling Jungle, and for hundreds of thousands of years, no adventurer team had really had the real upper hand in front of these natives.

For a moment, everyone on the battlefield stopped their movements, and looked at these Kru Tu people who surrounded them in trepidation. Except for He Zhiyuan, no one knows which side these natives are on at this moment, and what they want to do.

"Bang, bang!"

With the sound of heavy footsteps, a huge demonic beast like a huge black lizard slammed into countless trees like a wave of wheat parting, and appeared in the earth-man formation.

"Chiling monitor lizard!" someone swallowed in fear. The Chiling Monitor Lizard, a seventh-order demonic beast, has infinite power and almost insoluble defense, even a large team of adventurers would not dare to provoke such a behemoth.

On the back of the Chiling monitor lizard, there was an old man of the Kruger natives, with a thin figure and a majestic face, who was obviously the leader of this group of Kruger natives.

The old man looked at the battlefield for a while, and finally fixed his eyes on He Zhiyuan. After a while, the old man spoke, and the language of the Xia tribe was actually spoken: "Zu Pongsa, the chief of the Satsuma tribe, came here according to the call of the Flying Feather Battle Sentry, may I ask the warrior who holds the battle post, what are the instructions for my Satsuma tribe?"

As soon as Zu Pongsa said this, the faces of the people on Yu Fenglie's side suddenly changed greatly. This old man Kruger seems to be willing to work for this mud-legged man? This is simply crazy!

On the contrary, the people on He Zhiyuan's side suddenly thundered with joy at this time. At a time when everyone is already a little exhausted, the addition of such a new force is decisive.

"Dear Chief, I think you should know what to do. He Zhiyuan smiled at Zu Pongsa. And Zu Pongsa had already distinguished He Zhiyuan's allies and enemies from everyone's reactions.

"Warriors, kill all the enemies of our benefactor!" Zuponsa gave an order, and all the Kruger warriors immediately screamed and rushed towards Yu Fenglie and the others.