The Fiery-Winged Tiger was quite fast. Just a few breaths after Shan Youde reached the wall, it flew over with a storm.
"Oh my! Little bastard, you're so awesome? You didn't even look at me and attacked me directly? "
Shan Youde seemed to be very surprised, and the anger in his heart also rose spontaneously, because in his opinion, the Fire Wing Tiger was completely looking down on him.
It didn't matter if Wutian and the others looked down on him, but you're just a consummate demonic beast. How dare you look down on me? This seriously hurt his self-esteem.
The fat on his body trembled, and a powerful aura spread out, stirring up the dust in the air. At this moment, he looked like a powerhouse. The power of fire surged violently, and it turned into a flaming waterfall that slashed towards Chu Feng's head!
However, in his shocked eyes, the Flamewing Tiger actually didn't dodge at all. The horn on its head emitted a dazzling radiance that was like a small scorching sun, and its ferocious might was extremely shocking!
Boom!
Something unexpected happened. The flame energy was easily broken. The Flamewing Tiger's eyes shone with an ominous light. Its huge claws flickered with a cold light as it fiercely slammed down. The wall made of many giant trees instantly collapsed, turning into ruins.
"This is too embarrassing. This is too f * cking embarrassing!"
The fatty was furious. His face was green and red. He had boasted that he could easily kill the Fiery-Winged Tiger. However, in just one round, not only did he not kill the Fiery-Winged Tiger, he even let the Fiery-Winged Tiger destroy the wall of the tribe. This was simply a great humiliation!
Clang!
Light suddenly appeared. A fiery red long staff swept up the power of fire and fell from the sky, shocking the surroundings. With a bang, the earth shook and rumbled. Sparks flew from the Fiery-Winged Tiger's head. Half of its horn flew out, cutting down a few ancient trees and sinking into a small mountain.
The place exploded. Gravel flew everywhere and dust soared into the sky. In the blink of an eye, it was a mess!
The long staff was a spiritual weapon that Shan Youde bought from the Thousand Treasures Pavilion. It was inlaid with the essence of the fire element. Its power was unparalleled. It smashed the Fiery-Winged Tiger's horn. The Fiery-Winged Tiger's horn was even spurting blood from the root. The Fiery-Winged Tiger hugged its head and jumped around, roaring angrily.
Not only that, the ground under its feet was like a spider web. It was fragmented and spread hundreds of feet away. It could be seen how heavy the fatty's attack was.
"Haha! Little bastard, let's see if Lord Fatty will teach you a lesson today. "
With the Spirit weapon, it was as if he had the help of the gods. Fatty was extremely ferocious. With a single step, he leaped several dozen meters, as if he had transformed into a wild beast, specifically targeting the Firewing Tiger's fatal spots. The staff whistled through the air, causing even the void to tremble with unrivaled might.
He had anger in his heart, and he had to vent it.
Bang!
Blood splattered everywhere, dying the earth red. The Flame Winged Tiger's entire body was covered in wounds. Half of its horn had been shattered, and it shot out in all directions with a rumbling sound. One of its eyes that was as big as a dustpan had been destroyed, and the remaining eye was filled with shock and fear!
In the end, it was scared. It flapped its wings and stirred up a storm, wanting to escape.
"Where are you going?"
Shan Youde roared and stomped his foot on the ground. This place exploded on the spot, forming a huge crater. Borrowing this force, he soared into the sky and landed on the head of the Fire Winged Tiger that was as big as a house.
The power of fire surged angrily, and the long staff shone with boundless radiance, illuminating the heavens. It was like a pillar that supported the heavens, and its sharpness tore through the heaven and earth, violently sinking into the Fire Winged Tiger's head.
"Roar!"
Blood gushed out like a fountain, sprinkling down from the sky, dying the entire sky red. Intense pain attacked every one of its nerves, and it rampaged through the void. Waves of sorrowful howls shook the heavens!
With a boom, it crashed into a mountain peak. Boulders of several thousand kilograms fell like rain, as if a great earthquake had occurred. The earth below trembled incessantly, and all kinds of birds and beasts fled in fear.
Shan Youde was also injured, and blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth. However, he tightly held onto the long staff, and was not flung down.
"Damned bastard, don't make a pointless deathbed struggle. Obediently accept your death!"
At this moment, he suddenly let go of his hand and jumped high into the air. With his back facing downwards, he was like a dazzling fireball, falling rapidly with the sound of the wind. When he was close to the Fire Winged Tiger's head, he suddenly waved his palm and slapped the end of the long staff.
Immediately, with a puff, the long staff, along with a large amount of blood, pierced through the Fire Winged Tiger's head, and turned into a bloody arrow, shooting into the ground, stirring up dust and ashes in the sky!
"Woo …"
The Fire Winged Tiger cried sadly, and the bloody hole in its jaw kept spurting out blood. Its breathing gradually weakened, and its struggling movements gradually stopped. As if it was powerless, it slowly fell from the sky.
As its last heartbeat stopped, the speed of its fall suddenly increased greatly. Shan Youde, who was on top of its head, changed his expression greatly. If he fell from such a height, with his cultivation, he was afraid that he would be directly turned into a pile of meat paste.
Whoosh!
The power of wind emerged, and Wutian flew high into the sky. He grabbed Shan Youde like a chick and quickly returned to the ground.
"Boom!"
As soon as they landed, there was a loud explosion. As the fatty expected, the Fire Winged Tiger split into several pieces on the spot, and its internal organs were all over the ground. Shan Youde shrank his neck and patted his chest with a look of lingering fear.
"Wutian, you saved my life again. I'll owe you first!"
With a laugh, he ran outside the wall and pulled out the long staff from the ground. He lovingly rubbed it for a while before putting it away. Then, he dragged half of the huge corpse and walked over leisurely.
"Old man, what are you standing there for! Go and drag the other parts back! Leave them as food in the future. "After the victory, the fatty became spirited and somewhat complacent. Even his tone had changed.
"Okay, okay."
The father and son came back to their senses and hurriedly nodded, striding out of the wall.
In this battle, the ones who were the most shocked were naturally Tantai Cong and his son. Their cultivation was similar, but one's combat strength was heaven and the other was earth. They were not on the same level at all. They were almost killed by the Fire Winged Tiger, but now it seemed like it was easily dealt with.
"The long staff in his hand should be a spiritual weapon!" Tantai Cong's eyes shone. The might of a spiritual weapon was too terrifying. As long as he had one, he would be invincible among demonic beasts of the same realm.
Actually, spiritual weapons were not rare here. There were also quite a number of King Divine Weapons. However, they were all in the hands of large tribes or vicious beasts. For a small fifth-grade tribe like his, even if they were lucky enough to obtain one, they would not be able to keep it.
When his ancestor passed away, he had left behind a few spiritual weapons. In the end, all of them were snatched away by the large tribes.
"Who killed my spiritual pet!"
The father and son had just walked halfway when an angry voice suddenly rang out in the sky. Their first reaction was that the person who came was an expert of the Hundred Dynasties Stage. Their second reaction was that the Fire Winged Tiger was not a vicious beast of the forest, but something with an owner!
"It's him … …"
When they raised their heads and saw the appearance of the person who came, the father and son's expression changed greatly. They did not care about half of the Fire Winged Tiger's corpse and hurriedly ran to Wutian's side. They stared at the man who was quickly approaching from the horizon.
This was a very handsome man who was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old. He was not wearing clothes made of beast skin, but white clothes. This proved that this person was at least from a third-grade tribe.
"You know each other?" Wutian was puzzled. Tantai Cong and his son's expressions were very strange. There was hatred, resentment, and indignation. Their four fists were clenched so tightly that cracking sounds could be heard.
"Not only do we know each other, the reason why we were so anxious to send Xian Ling away was all because of him!" Tantai Guang's face was gloomy as he gnashed his teeth. His eyes were filled with deep hatred.
Wutian frowned and said, "What do you mean?"
After listening to a simple explanation, Wutian and the others finally understood that this person was called Hei Haoming and came from a second-grade tribe called Black Mountain. Moreover, he was the son of the chief of the Black Mountain Tribe.
The chief of the Black Mountain Tribe had the cultivation of the Dacheng stage of the Hundred Dynasties Stage. He was one of the strongest in the First Heavenly Layer. In his tribe, there were ten Mentors who were at the same stage as him, and there were more than thirty Mentors who had reached the Initial stage of the Hundred Dynasties Stage.
Therefore, the power of the Black Mountain Tribe was the strongest among all the second-grade tribes. It was also the existence that had the most hope of becoming a first-grade tribe.
The young chief of such a tribe was naturally arrogant and condescending. That was not all.
According to Tantai Congyan, Hei Haoming's biggest hobby was his lust. He often snatched women from other tribes, especially young women like Xian Ling. As long as he set his eyes on them, he would get them no matter what method he used.
If he took them and treated them well, the women would not complain. After all, he was of noble status and his tribe was powerful. He could use this relationship to increase the strength of his tribe.
But the point was, once he got the women he snatched, he would immediately give them to others.
In other words, as long as he took a fancy to a woman, she would eventually become a group of noblemen's sex toys. She would never be able to escape unless they were tired of her or killed her.
Finally, one day, the devil's claws reached the Tantai Tribe.
A year ago, Hei Haoming accidentally passed by the Tantai Tribe. When he saw the lovely and innocent Tantai Xianling, he was moved. Therefore, he lowered his status and proposed to Tantai Cong, saying that he would marry Tantai Xianling and that he would treat her well.
With such a notorious reputation, Tantai Cong did not dare to agree, so he flatly refused. However, he did not expect that this person would leave without saying a word.
He thought that this matter was over, but half a year ago, this person appeared again. His goal was the same, but this time, he did not have a negotiating attitude. He wanted to snatch by force.
At the crucial moment, a mysterious person appeared and severely injured Hei Haoming. He also gave a warning. From then on, he never came again.
"Despicable. Even if this kind of person is torn to pieces and burned to ashes, it won't be enough to relieve the hatred in my heart." Zhang Ting's face was as cold as frost, and her killing intent rose. As a woman, she hated men who were dissolute, not to mention this kind of shameless scum.
"That's right! Countless women have been ruined by his hands, but because of his tribe's power, they did not dare to say anything. They just pretended that they never had this daughter. If Xian Ling is captured by him, the consequences will be unimaginable. "
Tantai Cong's face was full of worry. He thought that Hei Haoming would never come again, but he did not expect that after so long, he still had not given up. When he thought of the Black Mountain Tribe's power, he felt as if a huge mountain was pressing down on him, making it hard for him to breathe.
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