Chapter 135: The Witch Clan

Therefore, Zhang Yang guessed that there must be strong people among their clansmen, and the grade was not low.

Of course, as for why he took this wild man, even if the two of them didn't understand the language, if Zhang Yang wanted to, he would naturally be able to extract the information he wanted from his mouth.

The wild man was lying on the back of the little black, the crystal liquid flowed from the corners of his mouth, and he was dumbfounded when he saw it, he was captured by the enemy, and he was able to sleep so sweetly.

Thinking of this Zhang Yang, he couldn't help but sigh at the bigness of this wild man's heart, maybe he knew that he couldn't escape death, so he simply stopped struggling and had a good sleep before he died.

As Xiao Hei moved forward, Zhang Yang found Ni Duan, because it was too quiet, there was no sound at all, normally in the previous forest, Zhang Yang could still hear some bird chirping, and some creatures squirming through the grass.

And now it is too quiet, even to the level of silence, if it was placed before, Zhang Yang may not care, but now it is different, the hostage is in hand, so Zhang Yang has to be cautious.

At present, he has not yet figured out the strength of the savages, of course, not only him, but the savages are also a little afraid of Zhang Yang, because they are not clear about the real strength of this outsider, so under the premise of not knowing, they will not act rashly and impulsively.

Except a little

That is the strength of the savages to crush Zhang Yang and Xiao Hei, if this is the case, then they naturally don't have to worry about anything, just stand up and fight, where to hide?

Thinking of this Zhang Yang, he couldn't help but smile, he had already guessed that the mouse hiding in the secret was still an old trick, thinking that he thought that no one could see it when he hung a few grasses on his head?

If you use these tricks once, you can use them once, and if you use them too much, they will appear to be poor.

But they can't be blamed, after all, in this uncivilized society, being able to survive is already the best happiness.

"Are you still thinking in the dark? Zhang Yang was not afraid, he knew that the two were at most equivalent in strength, with the Blood Transformation God Knife in hand, as long as their physical strength did not reach the gold and iron, then Zhang Yang could easily kill them.

This is arrogant from time to time, but confidence.

Zhang Yang deliberately asked Xiao Hei to slow down and hang the group of people behind him steadily, he wanted to see what tricks he wanted to use against him.

At this time, the wild man also slowly woke up, he opened his eyes and saw Zhang Yang standing in front of him, so frightened that he hurriedly retreated, but he touched a metallic thing in his hand, and turned his head to see that it was a huge scorpion, and a pair of copper bell-sized eyes stared at him.

"Saku. With that, the wild man fainted again.

"It's useless. Zhang Yang glanced at the wild man with disdain, he didn't expect his psychological endurance to be so poor, he had already become like this bird before he could ask, it was not that Zhang Yang looked down on him, if he was himself, he would definitely be able to hold on for a second longer than him.

The Heavenly Giant Tree has slowly enlarged in Zhang Yang's eyes, and the distance between the two is slowly narrowing, Zhang Yang can already vaguely see the vigorous bark on the trunk of the giant tree, and the surrounding aura is also slowly increasing.

"Is it coming soon?" Zhang Yang felt that the rat behind him seemed to be waiting too long, and he was slowly getting a little impatient, and the distance between the two was slowly shrinking.

"Can't wait?" Zhang Yang saw that there was a clearing in front of him, he patted Xiao Hei and motioned for it to go to the open space in front of him.

Xiao Hei whined twice to show that he understood, and he quickly ran to the clearing, and then Zhang Yang jumped off Xiao Hei's back, clapped his hands and threw the Blood Transformation God Knife aside, stretched his waist, sat cross-legged, and pretended to be meditative.

And Xiao Hei was lying quietly beside Zhang Yang, and his body shook and shook the wild man off his body.

The wild man fell from the back of the little black from almost three stories high, but he was stronger than the average person, and if he fell like this, he might break a hand or leg.

Of course, Xiao Hei didn't have such cold blood, it grabbed the wild man with a wave of its giant pincers, and then threw it on the ground, and the wild man fell to the ground with a pop, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

The corners of Zhang Yang's mouth twitched, although his eyes were closed, he could naturally detect Xiao Hei's movements, and he was a little speechless when he heard the sound of the bones touching the ground.

There was no movement after sitting cross-legged for a long time, and Zhang Yang was almost asleep, but the enemy didn't seem to have the slightest intention of making a move.

How long will it take?

Zhang Yang felt a little urinating, he slowly opened his eyes and then stood up.

As soon as his buttocks left the ground, a knife aura suddenly struck, Zhang Yang's back was cold, and he subconsciously jumped away from the position just now.

With a bang, the knife qi hit the ground, the smoke and dust splashed, and a long ravine appeared on the ground, which made Zhang Yang's heart tremble.

Vent knife gas?

This level of attack can also be fought, but it comes at a cost, and the price is that he needs to pay a lot of qi and blood to release it through the medium of the Blood Transformation Divine Knife.

Everyone has a martial arts dream in their hearts, and Zhang Yang is no exception, he also wants to be like a peerless master in martial arts, with a flick of his fingers, the enemy will die under his hands, and he is extremely powerful.

Of course, now is not the time to think about this, Zhang Yang put on a defensive posture, he slowly moved to the side of the Blood Transformation God Knife, picked it up, and stared coldly ahead.

"Don't hide your head and tail, come out. Zhang Yang shouted.

Then there was a response, and I saw an exaggerated wild man come out of the bushes, and he was followed by a large number of wild men, among whom of course there were familiar faces, all of them looking at Zhang Yang with angry faces, and wanted to cramp and peel their skins.

The leading savage had an unknown character drawn on his chest, and it shone brightly, and he looked at Zhang Yang without any expression in his eyes.

"I... The Wicans... Break off... No... Allow... Alien... In. Fragments of words came out of his mouth.

The voice is dry, and even many of the intonations are not at all the same as the current ones.

Zhang Yang looked at him in shock, because he understood this passage.

Yes, the language he speaks now has a slight connection with the language of modern society, very little, but absolutely.

What's going on? Why does the wild man here speak about his world, and from what he says, a little bit of information is revealed.

Witches?

What race are the Wicans?

Aren't they ordinary savages?

As he pondered, the wildling spoke again: "Intruder... Kill!"

"Wait!" Zhang Yang stretched out his hand to stop the wild man's next move, he grabbed the wild man behind him and threw it to the lead wild man.