Supreme Martial Artist

"roll!"

Qin Fei let out a cold snort, a golden frenzy swept out, and the surrounding people and beasts retreated one after another, no longer able to fight.

"I said, I only saw your patriarch. If you dare to provoke me again, don't blame me for being rude!" He didn't have a murderous intention to these people. The main purpose of coming here is to solve the problem. He is not a man. Those who kill indiscriminately, if Beishan is willing to cooperate with him, he does not need to do anything.

He grabbed the brawny man and said, "Take me to see your patriarch!"

"Hmph! Dreaming!" The strong man was stiff, looked at him stubbornly, but refused to let go.

"stop!"

A somewhat familiar voice sounded. Qin Fei looked back and saw that an acquaintance came with a group of people. He couldn't help but be happy, "Isn't this Bei Kun? You are not dead yet!"

The person who came was the embarrassed Bei Kun, and saw that the people he had brought to the woods to kill the desolate tribe had been reduced by two-thirds. The remaining few people were all wounded, and Bei Kun himself was also scarred.

Pei Kun finally escaped from the unicorn's attack and rushed back to the stockade. He happened to see Qin Fei here. He couldn't help getting angry and shouted at the people present, "What are you still doing? Kill him!"

The people of the wild tribe rushed out from everywhere and once again surrounded Qin Fei, regardless of whether he was still holding the hostage in his hand.

"Don't you worry about me killing him?" Qin Fei played with it.

"Humph! He can die for the tribe, glorious!" Pei Kun angrily said.

The brawny man also yelled, "I am willing to die for the tribe! Boy, die with me!"

He went crazy, and slammed his fist fiercely towards Qin Fei's chest.

Qin Fei sneered, letting him hit him with a punch, the golden profound energy circulated in his body, and his body was suddenly as hard as a rock. The brawny man hit his chest with a punch, making a screaming cry, crackling, and his fist bones were broken. Qin Fei was shocked in turn.

The brawny man was also cruel and cruel to himself. He reluctantly raised his other fist again. The result was the same, both hands were broken, and he pushed his knees again.

Qin Fei smiled faintly, letting the strong man do it.

The people around were stunned. The strong man was a warrior in the tribe. He was famous for his great strength. Who knew that when he went to fight Qin Fei, he was seriously injured by a back shock. How strong is Qin Fei? ?

Peikun's eyelids jumped, watching the strong man being thrown to the ground by Qin Fei and howling constantly, gritted his teeth, and said, "Help him end the pain! Other people killed this kid!"

Everyone moved, hundreds of them, and they rushed towards Qin Fei. As for the brawny man on the ground, Pei Kun broke his howling throat with his red eyes and stopped his voice.

Pei Kun is the son of Pei Shan, and he is also a cruel man!

Facing the second attack from the wild tribe, Qin Fei sighed helplessly. He didn't want to listen. If he had to do it, why bother with Xiaoming? These people are really stupid.

He didn't intend to act on these people, and disappeared into everyone's sight. The next moment he grabbed Bei Kun by the neck, causing everyone to stop, afraid to attack easily, for fear of hurting Bei Kun.

"I didn't expect your life to be very big. You can come back alive. It's pretty good, just to take me to find you Lao Tzu!" Qin Fei looked at Bei Kun jokingly. This person wanted to kill him and Zhou Ying. People, he doesn't need to be polite.

"Dreaming!" Pei Kun roared, looking unyielding.

"Really?" Qin Fei sneered, spitting out his hands, and in an instant a fierce breath spread into Bei Kun's body. The pain made his facial muscles twitch, cold sweat came out like rain, and the whole body felt strange pain. Unbearable, he screamed like a beast: "I will take you, don't kill me!"

"That's the truth!"

I thought how hard this guy was. It turned out to be an outsider and a middling player, and he succumbed as soon as he was tortured.

Pei Kun yelled at the people around him: "A bunch of trash, what are they doing stupidly? Are you thinking about Lao Tzu's death around here? Get out of here!"

Seeing his anger, the people of the wild tribe showed fear. They seemed to have been frightened by his lewdness and threat, and hurriedly retreated.

"Please go here, lighten the strength of your hand..." Peikun pointed to the east side of the stockade and carefully reminded Qin Fei not to hurt himself.

"Let's go, so much nonsense!" Qin Fei grabbed him and walked towards the east.

The others were hanging from a distance, neither daring to come forward to stop Qin Fei, nor to leave.

After walking for about a hundred steps, suddenly there was a loud shout from the west. A man shot from the roof and fell in front of Qin Fei. He looked at him proudly and said, "Boy, which tribe are you from? Dare It's so small, dare to arrest our young patriarch! If you don't immediately let him go!"

Qin Fei looked at the opponent, like Huang Chong, with a necklace made of animal bones hanging around his neck, which seemed to be one of the sacrifices.

"Look, it's Bo sacrifice! He is here, the young patriarch is saved!"

"Bo Sacrifice is one of the top thirteen masters of our wild tribe's 100 sacrifices. His strength is at the eighth level of Nirvana, and the prayer power can reach the fourth level of the pseudo-perfect level, which is very powerful!"

"Haha, the Bo sacrificial offering is here, the young patriarch is okay, the kid from outside is dead!"

"Of course, as soon as Bo Jiji took action, there was nothing unsuccessful! He has done a great job again this time!"

The people of the wild tribe were overjoyed when they saw the sacrifice, and they all felt that as soon as he got out of the horse, Pei Kun would be able to escape immediately.

Even Bei Kun himself showed great joy, and screamed at Qin Fei triumphantly: "Boy, let me go immediately, otherwise you won't know how to die when Bo Sacrificial takes action!"

"Oh? Is he strong?" Qin Fei whispered, looking at Nabo's sacrifice, jokingly: "Listening to these people, you seem to be very good!"

Bo Jiji looked at him arrogantly, did not answer his question, but said to himself: "Boy, I count three times. If you don't let go of the young patriarch, then today is the time for your death!"

"Idiot!" Qin Fei sneered, daring to be so arrogant even in a nirvana state, he didn't know how to write the word for death.

Hearing his cold scolding, Bo Jijie suddenly became furious, raised his eyebrows, held up the animal bones under his neck, and prayed to the sky: "My God Xingtian, please grant your faithful servant Bo Yong the supreme power! "

Roar!

A phantom of a beast appeared in the void, like a lion, looking up to the sky with a deafening roar, like a king coming.

"It's the lion king! This is the newly practiced'Call of Beast Soul' by Bo Jiji, haha, you can finally see its power, this kid is dead!"

"That's worth talking about? This kid doesn't even have a chance to regret it now. Bo Sacrificially takes action, and he hasn't kept alive!"

"This kid is really an idiot. He dares to come to our wild tribe to make trouble. Isn't this looking for death?"

When the people of the wild tribe saw the appearance of the lion phantom, they all showed their excitement, feeling that Qin Fei was already a dead person, and began to taunt them.

Although they were not Qin Fei’s opponents, they all had a bad breath in their hearts. In front of so many people, Qin Fei actually regarded them as nothing and directly arrested Bei Kun, which humiliated their dignity, but Suffering is not Qin Fei’s opponent, so I have never dared to take action, but at this time the powerful sacrificial Bo Yong appeared. They expected that the Ding Bo sacrificial priest would be able to defeat Qin Fei, so they all became proud, as if Qin Fei were killed, they too. It's like a credit.

Hearing everyone's admiration was very helpful, Bo Jijie swept across the crowd proudly, satisfied that everyone's excitement was all for him.

However, everyone in the wild tribe believed that the war sacrificial offerings would win, and Bo Yong felt that when he was in possession of the winning ticket, Qin Fei suddenly moved, and the phantom of a lion flew out of him, but this lion appeared more real. , Lifelike, clear flesh and blood, as if it were real, and the lion's aura is stronger, with a pair of mighty wings behind it.

boom!

The flying lion on Qin Fei and the lion on Bo Yong rushed into each other angrily.

When it was about to approach, the Winged Lion suddenly opened its mouth and swallowed Bo Yong's lion into its stomach.

Bo Yong's expression changed drastically, he spouted a mouthful of blood, his face was pale for a moment, his arrogant expression disappeared without a trace, he involuntarily stepped back ten steps, and then fell to the ground embarrassedly, clutching his chest with a horrified look With Qin Fei.