Chapter 1590 Yi Zewende (Fourth)

Alva's voice was serious, but there was a bloodthirsty excitement on his face.

There was no need to order at this moment, all the white-armored warriors in the team drew their weapons at the same time.

"Hey, it's up to us next. The skeleton of the beast king is at the deepest part of the valley ahead, but there are still many star beasts from outside the sky."

Licking the corners of his mouth, Alva slowed down, as if he had entered a fighting state. He looked at Mu Fan and raised the corners of his mouth: "From here to the center of the burial ground, do you dare to compete?"

"How do you compare?"

"Whoever kills faster... who kills... more!"

A night lizard disguised as a night lizard pounced on the rock wall, but was slashed by Alva's backhand, blasting the night lizard in mid-air.

Blood filled the air in an instant, and faint restlessness began to appear in the depths of the burial ground.

Hearing this sentence, Mu Fan grinned, and gently pulled out the curved light sickle blade, and with the infusion of psionic energy, two moon blades popped out sharply.

"Then you will fail again."

"Hey." Alva sneered, held up his shield and held an axe, stepped on the ground with his feet and made a rumbling sound, and rushed into the valley like this.

Mu Fan's figure was arched, his feet were silent, and he followed closely behind with a sense of murderous intent.

It's been a long time...

Experience the taste of hunting!

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...

"Where are people?"

In a prosperous tribe with a vast area that is at least ten times larger than that of the Baijia tribe, in a huge house made of red river stones, a young man with dark eyes was half lying on a big chair made of animal skins and bones. He casually played with the bone ball in his hand.

His hair was pulled back into braids.

Just looking at his appearance, his age is between twenty-five and thirty years old, but adding in his sinister expression makes his age seem a bit unpredictable

Below the hall built of red river stones, a tall and thin man was bent over with a frightened expression, his lips were murmured but he was speechless.

"I ask you... where are you?"

The softer the inquiry, the greater the pressure.

Beads of sweat had already appeared on the forehead of the thin and tall man, and his throat was wriggling and swallowing saliva, "The young patriarch...they didn't come back."

creak.

The bone ball spinning in the palm of his hand stopped abruptly.

The young man who was leaning on the seat raised his eyelids, "Didn't come back? Elder Edgeward didn't come back...Elder Kemuler of the Blackwater Tribe didn't come back either? What about your Udan Spearman..."

Hearing this sentence, the tall and thin man knelt down on the ground with a plop, kowtowed like garlic, "Report to the young patriarch, he didn't come back, everyone didn't come back!"

The man kowtowed desperately until his head was bleeding, but he still didn't dare to stop.

"Then where did they go?"

The young man finally sat up, casually took a grape plug from the tray next to him and put it in his mouth.

"I... I don't know."

"Oh, you said you didn't come back, so what are you doing when you come back? I can understand if the elder doesn't come back... You can't even look down on your own people, so tell me... What use is there for you?" ?”

This sentence was said lightly, but the listener only felt sweaty palms, and his face turned pale instantly.

He opened his mouth awkwardly and wanted to explain, but he only heard a light sentence from the big animal skin chair in front of him: "You made a whole team of Udan spearmen disappear, Xie Lie, you are also quite outstanding."

With a soft sigh, the young man casually grabbed a few wild berries on the nearby plate and threw them into his mouth, and walked out with his hands behind his back.

"They are all descendants of eagles, I allow you to honor yourself."

"Young patriarch, please, give me a chance..." The man had a bitter face and pleading eyes.

However, the young man didn't even look at the ground, just kept a proud posture and walked forward with his hands behind his hands, turning a deaf ear to his subordinates' pleas.

Seeing this scene, the tall and thin man lowered his head in despair.

The moment his head was completely lowered, the despair in his eyes turned into complete madness.

He doesn't want to die.

He only has one wife left in the tribe. As long as he kills the young patriarch and escapes in a short time, he can sell the information in his hand to other races in exchange for asylum at any time.

The Redstone Clan has many allies, but in the end there are some who are not allies.

My target is those people!

Everything was planned in his mind, and the madness in his eyes reached its peak.

The young man walked forward unhurriedly with his hands behind his back, and even yawned boredly.

He was still three meters, two meters...one meter away from the tall, thin man who was kneeling.

At this moment, the tall and thin man who was kneeling on the ground suddenly jumped up, and directly pulled out a white bone dagger inlaid with metal from his waist with his right hand.

Looking at the way the blade tip was sharpened, there was no doubt about the sharpness of this dagger.

"Yizewende, you forced me to do this!"

oh?

The young man named Yi Zewende raised his head upon hearing this, and the dagger was already within reach.

The tall and thin guy can even see his own reflection in the other person's pupils.

The pale red pupils of the young patriarch...

Wait, why try apricot pupils! ?

No, the entire pair of eyes turned apricot yellow!

"It's the least burden to kill you natives, hehe." A distorted smile suddenly bloomed on Izerwende's face.

What! ?

Indigenous?

The tall and thin man was completely stunned by the sudden turn of events.

He didn't understand what the young patriarch was saying at all.

But he understood the meaning of the young patriarch, that is, the other party had been prepared for a long time, and even wanted to kill himself!

But at this distance, with his swift speed and terrifying explosive power, even if someone rescued him, it would be too late.

Where did Yi Zewende's confidence come from?

This huge question didn't last long, and the other party gave the answer himself.

A burst of dense bones bursting and joint twisting sounded in Yi Zewende's body, and the tall and thin man even saw the twisted arc of the opponent's arm.

Yi Zewende's right arm was obviously going to swing forward with the body under inertia in the next second, but at this time it bent backwards violently as if it violated the laws of the human body.

And the smile on the face... split from the corner of the mouth, almost to the chin.

That devilish smile almost frightened the tall and thin man.

The tall and thin man who was still flying in the air said in horror: "Aren't you..."

Whoosh!

The right arm that was forcibly pulled behind was stabbed out like a crossbow in an instant!

puff!

A palm pierced directly into the center of the chest, making the sound of a sharp knife entering the body.

Click!

Amidst the crisp sound of bones exploding, the tall and thin man's eyes popped out, and his whole body froze in mid-air for an instant, his eyes glaring angrily, and his unwilling eyes were fixed on the eyeballs, but his body couldn't move anymore.

Because half of the spine was knocked out of the back!

puff.

Palm out.

poof.

The tall and thin man fell to the ground with a reluctance to die.