Almighty Wizard

Chapter 803 Easily won

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"Don't worry, nothing will happen..."

The Wen family couple were naturally very worried. The other party was not alone. There were fifteen or sixteen people, and they were not bare-handed. They were either holding sharp Miao knives or bows and arrows.

Although this kind of threat is far less powerful than thermal weapons and guns, it is definitely a very powerful destructive weapon in this mountain.

Look at Song Qingshan's side again, this one is bare-handed, and he actually goes directly to face the opponent.

"You are not shy yet, let me meet you..."

When the young patriarch saw Song Qingshan running straight towards him, he wasn't too surprised. Mountain people's thinking is actually very simple, a bit like whoever has the bigger fist is justified.

Moreover, he is here to steal his wife. It is almost impossible to snatch his wife back without any resistance...

In his eyes, Qin Fang is Wen Yan's brother, and Song Qingshan, who has been standing aside, may be the one he wants to compete for his wife... Now seeing Song Qingshan take the initiative, his face suddenly lit up, and he started talking to the men next to him.

After saying hello, he came to meet Song Qingshan.

He inserted the sharp Miao knife into his waist, as if he didn't want to take advantage and wanted to defeat his competitors in an honest and fair manner...

"Aha..."

The young patriarch let out a strange roar, and his slightly dark muscles began to move like horned dragons, which was a sign of strength and beauty.

"snort……"

However, this kind of power may be interesting to deal with other people, but to deal with Song Qingshan - it is definitely a piece of cake.

I heard Song Qingshan sneer. He didn't even use his best eagle claw technique, and just punched him straight.

The speed is not very fast, and the angle is not tricky, it is just a straight black tiger digging into the heart...

The young patriarch couldn't see any mystery. He didn't take Song Qingshan's punch to heart at all. He actually punched it to the chest. At the same time, he also made some other movements with his hand. The palm turned into a hand knife.

He swung it high and slashed diagonally towards Song Qingshan's neck.

It seemed that he planned to fight Song Qingshan head-on, and then use such a violent blow to directly knock Song Qingshan unconscious... People in the mountains are very violent in robbing brides, but under normal circumstances, they try not to hurt their lives as much as possible.

The thinking of the people in the mountains is very backward. Men are the backbone of the family and the clan. The loss of one will make the whole clan feel distressed. If he is killed by other tribesmen, it might even cause a large-scale killing between the two tribes...

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"hiss……"

Uncle Wen was a little surprised when he saw the fight between Song Qingshan and the young patriarch. He was also a half-trained martial artist. Although he couldn't see the subtlety of Song Qingshan's move, he could vaguely understand it.

One could feel how powerful Song Qingshan was, and the young patriarch was like a child in his hands.

He couldn't help but take a breath, and his eyes became even more surprised.

"Get up~~"

Song Qingshan also didn't expect that the kid in front of him would be so trusting. He would dare to be defenseless when encountering a master like him. This was simply boring...

But no matter what, if you want to get through this hurdle, you must first subdue these people...

I saw Song Qingshan let out a soft drink, and when the fist reached the young patriarch's chest, it immediately turned into an eagle claw, grabbing the animal skin clothes of some kind of beast that the young patriarch was wearing, and easily pulled his whole body away in one fell swoop.

They all lifted it up.

Immediately, his arms shook slightly, and the young patriarch flew directly into the air, towards the crowd behind him, as if he had been kicked hard by a football.

"Ara ala..."

The tribesmen all stared at this scene with their mouths open. They were really shocked. Their young leader was the most powerful warrior besides the leader, but this move was thrown away. It was really shocking.

It was beyond everyone's expectation.

Fortunately, they still had some reaction. When they saw the young patriarch's strong body flying towards them, they immediately put away their weapons. Several people wanted to take him down first...

Bang~~

It's just that something happened suddenly and their reaction was too hasty. When they were about to pick him up, the huge body had already fallen down and landed right in the middle of several people, directly crushing several equally strong tribesmen.

Got off...

"Ara ala~~"

Such a scene naturally made the people of the Gulan tribe very surprised, and at the same time quite angry. Some of the tribesmen with bad tempers uttered such dialects that Qin Fang and the others could not understand, while everyone was shouting.

He raised the bow and arrow in his hand and aimed at Song Qingshan, who stood there like a powerful giant.

"This crap is of no use to me..."

After Song Qingshan made simple eye contact with Qin Fang, he immediately let out such a loud laugh, and then started to kill the archers again.

The language barrier is already very troublesome for tribes in this kind of mountain, not to mention that there is no reason to explain at all here. Only fists can convince them.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh~~

The people of these tribes were already shocked by how powerful Song Qingshan was. Now that they saw that he was actually going to attack them, they naturally couldn't just sit back and wait for death, so they immediately drew their bows and shot arrows.

Bows and arrows and Miao knives are necessary weapons for every tribesman, and they are the basis for their survival in the mountains. Otherwise, how can they fight against the poisonous snakes and beasts in the mountains, and how can they hunt wild beasts for food...

It can be said that every man in this mountain tribe is a born warrior - but this applies to more primitive ancient times, but in modern times it will only appear that they are backward and barbaric.

The bows and arrows struck Song Qingshan like rain.

Every clan member is a very good shooter. Their target was only Song Qingshan, and they did not attack Qin Fang and his party not far away.

But--

Song Qingshan was happy and unafraid, without even blinking his eyes.

Dangdangdang~~

The arrow rain poured down on Song Qingshan's body, as if it had hit an extremely hard steel plate. Not only did it not cause any damage to Song Qingshan, it instead made such metallic impact sounds.

The only damage may be that Song Qingshan's clothes were shot through many holes by those sharp arrows due to the angle...

Everyone was stunned and even forgot to continue drawing the bow and shooting arrows.

They have lived in the mountains for generations, relying on the knives and arrows in their hands. Even if they encounter ferocious, strong, thick-skinned tigers, wild wolves, and blind bears, they have never been afraid. Even among these people,

There is no shortage of warriors who have killed these ferocious beasts...

But in front of them, their most powerful weapon was aimed at a human being, but not even a bit of skin was scratched, nor was there a trace of blood - it was completely beyond their knowledge.

For a moment, these people were all stunned.

But Song Qingshan obviously would not stop. He moved his steps slightly and appeared directly in front of these people. His hands were like eagle claws. He gently grabbed and threw them, and saw each clan member flying directly into the air like stones.

It flew up and all of them hit the spot where the young patriarch fell.

Next, it became Song Qingshan's performance. He moved very fast, catching one almost every few seconds, immediately throwing it over, catching another one, and throwing it over again...

In an instant, trapeze artists were born one after another in the sky, and they all flew in the same direction——

Bang bang bang~~

Such sounds of falling to the ground came one after another. In a short time, more than a dozen people were thrown into a hill without falling. The poor young patriarch was knocked down again just as he was helped up. At this time, someone was

I'm so pressed down that I don't even have the strength to move...

"Ouch... Ouch..."

These people were pressing on each other, and I was pressing on you. In addition, those who had just fallen down and hit each other suddenly became a mass of mourners. They all looked at Song Qingshan with extremely fearful eyes, and let out such tragic wailing sounds from their mouths.

"It's done, let's go!"

After cleaning up these people, there were no more people blocking the road. The surrounding mountain people who had originally planned to watch the show also looked at Song Qingshan with horror on their faces. At this time, no one dared to come up to make trouble.

"Don't worry yet..."

Qin Fang suddenly had an idea at this time, and immediately walked up to the young patriarch, "According to the rules of the mountain, you can't rob like this. You are my prisoner now. Don't pretend to be dead. Get up..."

In fact, Qin Fang didn't know the rules in the mountains at all, but these people were looking for trouble for no reason, so they couldn't be let go so easily, especially since the young clan leader was thinking about going back to the tribe to find more people to steal the bride.

"Don't get up yet..."

The person who took action just now was not Qin Fang, and what he said was not that useful. Although these mountain people were very scared, their eyes were quite confused, but Song Qingshan had no time to talk to them, and just roared.

Miso miso miso~~

I saw the mountain people who were still there wailing just now, like the vigorous apes, immediately got up from the ground, as if they were not injured at all.

In fact, they were really not injured. Song Qingshan was very measured in his actions. The reason why these people pretended to be dead was mainly because they were scared by Song Qingshan.

It doesn't matter if there are more than a dozen at a time, the most important thing is that Song Qingshan is invulnerable, so many sharp arrows can't hurt him, which scares these people.

"You...what do you want?"

The young patriarch also got up from the ground. At this time, he couldn't stand up anymore, but he still remembered his identity, so he could only hold on very hard.