Primitive Tribe Adventure

"Stop it. It's my own."

Just when Mu Qiuxia was worried that she would be attacked in the next round, she finally let go of her heart with a beating.

Feng Yun used the sword and shield technique to turn into a knife curtain to block the mistaken shot of a man waiting for the storm, but she didn't want to see it attacked again.

No matter how strong the defensive power of the sword and shield technique is, it will eventually have its limit. If enough arrows are shot at her, she thinks it might still be torn apart.

Contrary to her, Feng Yun is not at all worried that he will be attacked a second time.

The sword and shield technique is not a secret. He often practices in the Flame Snake Tribe, and people can recognize it. Some fighters have even received his guidance.

If the first attack was because their vision was blocked by smoke, it would be unreasonable for them to attack him the second time.

Feng Yun recognized the direction slightly, and drove Mu Qiuxia in one direction.

He didn't take her to greet the warriors of the Flame Snake Tribe. They had already dispersed in order to intercept the warriors of the Black Crow Tribe. He took her to meet the violence.

"Qiuxia, I'm sorry, I'm late."

Seeing Mu Qiuxia coming over, she spoke up without waiting for her to speak, and her words revealed a strong apology.

"Storm, don't blame you. Who could have thought that such a strange hail would suddenly fall. Besides, your ability to come over so quickly has greatly exceeded my expectations."

"It's great that you can understand me."

An expression of relief appeared on Yu's face, but he immediately changed the conversation and said: "Qiuxia, now is not the time to talk, the enemy has already collapsed, and our most important task now is to kill them as much as possible. They are. One more life will threaten us more."

"That's what I want to say."

Mu Qiuxia nodded, turned her head to look at Muyang and Mulanzhi who had not had time to speak, and said: "Muyang, you rush to the tribe immediately and bring people over to strangle the enemy. Lanzhi, you The soldiers in charge of the tribe on the scene, obey Yun's command."

"Yes Yes."

Mu Yang and Mu Qiuxia each responded and immediately launched their actions.

"Uncle Bao, give me some arrows. Well, let me have a bow if you have one."

Feng Yun saw that the matter had come to an end for a while, and immediately made a request to Chao.

"Go and help Kid Yun get some arrows. Bring one bow, no, two."

Rao asked a soldier from the Yan Snake Tribe to meet Feng Yun's request, then turned his head, looked at him, and asked, "Boy Yun, what's the matter, the bow is broken?"

"Yes."

"Why is it broken? I made it specially for you. The best materials are used."

Violent brows frowned slightly, it seemed that he was a bit blaming him, and didn't know how to cherish it.

"Storm, it's no wonder that he broke the bow to help me."

Mu Qiuxia couldn't stand it anymore and immediately supported Fengyun.

"how to say?"

Pan's attention was successfully shifted, and he turned his head to look at Mu Qiuxia.

"It was like this at the time. I led..."

Mu Qiuxia decided to talk about her situation at the time and how Fengyun helped her. Although she had tried her best to adopt more concise words, it was definitely not possible to explain things clearly in a few words.

She said that less than one-third, the warrior of the Flame Snake Tribe took the arrow and bow.

Feng Yun immediately took it. There were six barrels of arrows, and each barrel was full, enough for him to use for a while.

As for the bow, the soldier took several of them at once and sent them to Fengyun for his choice.

Feng Yun picked up each bow at a very fast speed and tried it. Finally, he chose two, then took off the bow he was carrying, and handed it to the warrior. He backed the quiver and asked Mulanzhi. The location rushed past.

Before leaving, he signaled the soldier not to disturb the storm and Mu Qiuxia, but they found out in time, interrupted the conversation, and joined the pursuit of the enemy.

"Lady Laneige, I am going to act alone. I have never led many people to act together. I can barely do it well. Well, I think so. These people will be directed by you."

Feng Yun rushed to Mulanzhi's side and immediately explained to her what he was coming for.

"This... alright."

Mulanzhi showed an embarrassed expression, but she finally agreed to Fengyun's request.

"Excuse me."

Feng Yun nodded at Mulanzhi, turned and galloped away.

Mulanzhi took her gaze back from Fengyun's back, waved her hand at the soldiers of the Baicao tribe, and said in a deep voice, "Everyone will take out all their skills and kill these **** for me."

"Yes."

The soldiers of the Baicao tribe responded in unison, and hatred gleamed in their eyes.

These years, they have been oppressed by the Raven Tyrant and his Black Raven tribe, and now they finally hoped for the chance of revenge, they would naturally not let it go.

They also knew their own disadvantages. They did not, like the warriors of the Flame Snake Tribe, take point-to-point attacks against the black crow tribe warriors who run away. One person is responsible for one. After the killing, they will look for the next one.

They adopted a strategy of more victory than less, and each attack ranged from three to five to as many as ten people, and they attacked one target together.

Although it takes more arrows to do so, it does a good job of making up for their lack of attack ability. The success rate is quite high, at least seven or eight times ten times.

After Feng Yun bid farewell to Mulanzhi, he did not shoot and kill the enemy in front of him, but flew quickly in one direction.

As he ran forward, he mobilized his five senses and collected as much information as possible, but what was strange was that in the process, even if he saw the black crow tribe fighters fleeing, he did not take the initiative to kill them.

After running forward for a while, he stopped, looked around, and jumped up, but he did not jump above the bamboo shoots, even though it was a breeze for him.

When he jumped to about two-thirds of the height of the bamboo, the probing hand took off the treasure knife from his back, and the shadow of the knife flashed, and a bamboo was cut off.

He put the knife in the sheath, and at this time one third of the bamboo began to fall.

He took a step forward and stood on the cross-section of the bamboo with one foot firmly, without the slightest sway, as if what he was stepping on was not a bamboo with a thick teacup mouth, but a solid and flat ground. .

After standing firmly, Feng Yun took off a bow and held it in his hand, and then adjusted a quiver to a more comfortable position. The arrow could be taken out easily without any other actions.

But he didn't move up and down anywhere, his neck was constantly turning, as if searching for something.

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