Primitive Tribe Adventure

He squeezed the water in the leather bag, but Feng Yun keenly felt the difference from the water in the leather bag before.

Although his power was still great, he could feel that his control over power had indeed improved.

Although the improvement was not large, he saw the dawn of completing the impossible task set by the storm.

Feng Yun looked up at the sun, his eyes became firm, he had already made a decision.

He turned around abruptly and flew towards the place where the tribe was.

"Kid Yun, what are you doing? Stop!"

Bao Bao was stunned for a moment, apparently he didn't expect Feng Yun to run away directly, and then went into a rage.

He stood up and slammed his foot on the trunk.

The big tree with a thick waist made a harsh cracking sound, and a deep and big hole appeared in the trunk.

With the help of the huge rebound force, Bao swishes out and rushes towards Fengyun, like an arrow from the string.

The distance between Bao and Fengyun quickly narrowed, and seeing Bao's big hand could grasp Fengyun's shoulder.

Feng Yun seems to have eyes behind his back.

Without warning, his body jumped to the left, dangerously avoiding the violent hand.

Pan's eyes became cold, and the arm that protruded out suddenly grew longer, and in the process changed its direction, still grabbing Fengyun's shoulder.

This time the situation seems to have really gone.

Just forcibly increased the speed, but still not enough to get rid of the violent palm.

"Want to run? You are a bit too tender."

A sneer appeared on Yu's face.

He didn't know why Feng Yun wanted to run, but he had already made up his mind to teach him a lesson. Even if he was in a hurry, he had to tell him first, he didn't take him seriously.

Bao's palm grabbed Feng Yun's shoulder.

There was not a trace of joy in his heart, instead he hummed.

The touch on Feng Yun's shoulder was very strange, and when he caught it, he found a bulge in his palm.

"I don't believe you can escape from my palm."

He refused to admit defeat and increased his strength.

No matter what the bulge is, as long as it is part of Feng Yun's body, he can't run away if he catches it.

It's still too late.

Bao's reaction was not unpleasant, but the bulge on Fengyun's shoulders changed faster.

Almost as soon as the violence caught it, it began to change.

Its size suddenly increased and more than doubled.

While it is increasing, its elasticity is also greatly increasing.

It slammed into the palm of Yu's palm, and it actually bounced his palm.

Although the height of the bounce is not high, it is enough to make the situation break free.

The rebounding force from the palm of Bao Bao also acted on Feng Yun's body, his advancing speed surged, and he jumped out for several feet, and got rid of the violence.

If someone familiar with violence sees this scene, they will be surprised.

Although Feng Yun was only temporarily getting rid of it, he was really unable to do this.

"It's shameful!"

A flush of humiliation appeared on his face.

The elongated arm did not retract, and continued to fall, pressing heavily on the ground, immediately exploding a deep hole on the ground.

His arms slammed on the ground, and Yu's body soared into the air, condescendingly, and rushed towards Fengyun, just like an eagle pounced on a little chicken, full of determination that he must win.

Fengyun has obviously accelerated its speed, but compared with the storm, it is still a lot worse.

The distance between the two quickly shortened.

He opened his five fingers violently, and his palm quickly became larger, similar to a dustpan. Xiang Fengyun grabbed his head like a hood on an escaped fish.

Seeing that Fengyun was about to squeeze his hands, even the violence didn't think he could escape.

Feng Yun's arm suddenly flicked back, and a large black shadow rushed toward Yu's face.

"What the hell?"

He was shocked, and ignored the situation, and subconsciously avoided.

When he saw the true colors of the dark shadows clearly, his whole face flushed with anger, and he gasped hard.

He originally thought Feng Yun threw something harmful, but it turned out to be just some tree leaves.

He also recognized their identities, they were the leaves of the leather-bag water tree, which should have been hidden when Fengyun picked the leather-bag water.

Bao decided to give Fengyun some color to take a look.

To be frightened and dodge by a few leaves, this is definitely a shame for him.

It's just that his delay, the distance between him and Fengyun has been opened a lot, and it has reached about twenty feet.

He is not discouraged, Feng Yun is just a junior totem warrior, and he was already an advanced totem warrior fifty years ago.

Even if he was badly injured and couldn't go further, promoted to a higher level, and had a disability in his arm, he still firmly believed that he was much stronger than ordinary high-level totem fighters.

With the huge gap between Fengyun and him, not to mention that it was only opened by twenty feet, even if it was increased tenfold, he was confident to catch Fengyun.

In order to catch the situation as quickly as possible, Bao began to show his true strength.

Struggling forward, like a violent wind passing through the border, rumbling, dead branches and leaves flying around, some branches and vines close to him were forcibly torn apart by the strong wind he brought up, a mess.

Bao Yuan thought that he had already used his strength and should be able to catch the situation in a short time, but he soon discovered that he was wrong.

He raised his speed, Feng Yun also raised his speed.

Although his speed is still a little bit behind him, it is more difficult to shorten the distance between them.

Of course, if he urges the power of the totem, the distance between him and Fengyun will disappear in a blink of an eye, but he can't help it.

He was already so much higher than Feng Yun's level, if he used the power of totem again, even if Feng Yun didn't say it, he would be embarrassed.

Then add more strength.

Pan speeded up again, he tore the air and let out a harsh scream.

Fengyun's speed seems to have reached its limit, and there is no sign of improvement.

The distance between Bao Feng and Feng Yun is steadily shortening, and it seems that there is no suspense for him to grasp Feng Yun.

But the facts proved that he was still too optimistic.

When he was about ten feet away from Fengyun, the shadow of a house appeared in his vision.

It was a little fuzzy because the trees blocked most of his vision, but this did not prevent him from making a judgment, a judgment that made him depressed.

He is already very close to the tribe.

This is not good news for him.

Once within the scope of the tribe and seen by others, no matter what reason he chased after Fengyun, his face was lost.

He tried to continue to increase his speed, but it was clear that Fengyun had also seen the tribe's house and realized that the opportunity to escape had arrived, so he actually increased his speed.

This frustrated Rao's hope of catching Fengyun without attracting the attention of the tribe.

Do you want to use totem power?

Riot began to weigh, but just when he was hesitant, Feng Yun's move helped him make a decision and made him even more confused.

Feng Yun clearly had a high chance of getting rid of him as long as he kept running into the tribe, but he suddenly changed direction and ran away from the tribe.

"What do you mean? Are you laughing at me, there is absolutely no possibility of catching him?"

In Violence's anger, he was victorious, and he also changed his direction, following the storm and chasing.

Under the stimulation of anger, the speed of the storm increased by three points, but the reduction of the distance between him and Fengyun did not significantly accelerate.

Fengyun's speed is also increasing.

Bao Bao began to admire the situation.

Even if he seized a big opportunity and got the benefits, but judging from his current performance, he has to admit that he is very good, even surpassing his initial assessment of him.

The heart of cherishing talent has risen, and the anger in Violent's heart has diminished a lot.

The mentality has changed, and his thinking has also changed.

He decided to give Fengyun a chance to explain why he wanted to escape.

Thinking about it, he also found it a bit funny.

Is the chase between him and Fengyun really necessary?

"Kid Yun, explain to me, why are you running? Come on. If you can convince me, I might let you go."

The storm shouted to the storm.

His mid-air was very full, even if the strong wind pressure had a great influence on the sound transmission, his voice still spread far away.

Feng Yun's figure paused slightly, he should have heard his call.

A wave of curiosity and anticipation surged in Violent's heart.

What kind of explanation Feng Yun would give him? He wanted to know.

Feng Yun's head suddenly turned one hundred and eighty degrees, and he grinned as he faced Yu, which looked very strange.

Bao is not surprised, the body of the totem warrior is strengthened to a certain extent, and it can easily perform some actions that ordinary people can't do.

"Uncle Bao, do you really want to know?"

"Of course. Say it quickly."

"Catch me if you want to know. If you catch up with me, I'll tell you. Haha..."

Feng Yun laughed and turned his head away, leaving only the back of his head.

"I'm so angry. Boy, do you really think I can't catch up with you? Wait and see."

The storm was angered by the storm.

Even though he still loses face and urges the power of the totem, he has made up his mind to catch the situation, even if he runs to the end of the world.

After another while, Fengyun's speed suddenly slowed down, and soon stopped completely.

"What the **** is this kid doing?"

No matter how you look at it, Fengyun doesn't look like a delirium.

A trace of doubt arose in Violent's heart, and the speed couldn't help slowing down, but he still didn't stop.

He came to Feng Yun's back, and ran his hand to his shoulder.

"stop!"

Feng Yun seemed to be able to see the violence's movements.

When his palm was about one foot away from his shoulder, he let out a loud shout.

"What is the name of the ghost?"

It's not good for Bao Bao to catch the situation anymore, and withdraw his hand angrily.

"Little Yun, tell me, why are you running away?"

Violent still cherishes this problem.

Feng Yun didn't speak, and quickly reached out his hand, and took it back at a faster speed, then he turned around and spread his palm out in front of the storm.

A bright red fruit lay quietly in his palm.

"Uncle Bao, first take a look at what it is."

"Leather bag water? You... how did you do it?"

His eyes widened violently, staring fiercely at the leather bag water in Feng Yun's palm, his face was full of unbelievable expressions.

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