The fire-winged tiger was very fast. Almost a few breaths after Shan Youde arrived in front of the wall, it swooped down with a storm.
"Wow! You little bastard, are you so arrogant? You didn't even look at me and just started fighting?"
Shan Youde seemed very surprised, and anger arose in his heart, because in his opinion, the Fire Winged Tiger was completely looking down on him.
It doesn't matter if Wu Tian and others look down on him, but you are just a perfect demon beast, and you dare to look down on Fatty? This seriously hurt his self-esteem.
The fat trembled, and a powerful aura spread out, stirring up dust all over the sky. At this moment, he looked like a strong man. The power of fire surged and turned into a streak of fire, which chopped down on his head!
However, in his astonished eyes, the Fire-Winged Tiger did not dodge or evade. Instead, a horn on its head shone brightly, like a small sun, exuding a ferocious power that was extremely terrifying!
boom!
Something unexpected happened. The power of fire was easily broken. The fire-winged tiger's eyes flashed with ferocity and its huge claws flashed with cold light. It slapped down fiercely. The wall built with many huge trees collapsed in an instant and turned into ruins.
"It's so embarrassing, so damn embarrassing!"
The fat man was furious, his face turned blue and red. He had boasted before that he could kill the man easily, but in just one round, not only did he fail to kill him, but he also allowed the man to destroy the tribal wall. This was simply a great shame!
sonorous!
A flash of light suddenly appeared, and a fiery red long stick, rolling up the monstrous power of fire, fell from the sky, shocking all directions. With a bang, the earth shook, rumbling, and sparks flew from the top of the fire-winged tiger's head. Half of its horn flew out, cutting off several ancient trees in succession and disappearing into a low mountain.
The place exploded with a loud bang, debris flew everywhere, dust rose into the sky, and in the blink of an eye, only a mess was left!
The long stick was a spiritual weapon that Shan Youde bought from Wanbao Pavilion. It was inlaid with the essence of the fire element and was extremely powerful. It broke the horns on the fire-winged tiger's head. The roots were even bleeding. The tiger held its head and jumped around, howling angrily.
Not only that, the ground beneath its feet was shattered like a spider web, extending hundreds of feet away, which showed how powerful the fat man's attack was this time.
"Haha! You little bastard, I'll teach you a lesson today."
With the spiritual weapon, the fat man was as ferocious as if he was assisted by God. He could jump dozens of feet in one step, just like he had turned into a wild beast. He specifically hit the fire-winged tiger's fatal spot. The sound of his sticks whistling in the wind was so loud that even the void was shaking. He had invincible power.
He was angry and had to express it.
boom!!!
Blood splattered, dyeing the ground red. The Fire Wing Tiger was covered in wounds. Half of its horn was shattered and shot in all directions with a rumbling sound. One of its eyes, which were as big as a winnowing basket, was blown out, and the remaining eye was filled with shock and fear!
Finally, it became frightened, flapped its wings, stirred up a violent storm, and tried to escape.
"Go there!"
Shan Youde roared and stomped his feet on the ground. The place exploded on the spot and turned into a huge deep pit. With the help of this force, he soared into the sky and landed on the Fire-Winged Tiger's head, which was as big as a house.
The power of fire surged, and the long stick shone brightly, illuminating the sky. Like a pillar, its sharp edge tore through the sky and earth and violently pierced into the head of the fire-winged tiger.
"Roar!"
Blood poured down from the sky like a fountain, dyeing the sky blood-red. The intense pain impacted every nerve of it, and it rushed through the void, shaking the sky with mournful howls!
With a loud bang, it hit a mountain. Huge rocks weighing thousands or tens of thousands of pounds fell like rain. It was as if a major earthquake had occurred. The ground below was shaking continuously, and all kinds of birds and beasts fled in panic.
Shan Youde was also injured and blood was oozing from the corner of his mouth, but he held the long stick tightly and was never thrown down.
"You damned beast, stop making pointless struggles and just accept your death!"
At this moment, he suddenly let go of his hand, jumped high, and then headfirst, like a dazzling fireball, falling rapidly with gusts of wind. When he was close to the top of the fire-winged tiger's head, he suddenly swung his palm and slapped the end of the long stick.
Immediately, with a "puff" sound, the long stick, with a large amount of blood, pierced through his head, turned into a bloody arrow, shot into the ground, and stirred up dust all over the sky!
"Woo..."
The fire-winged tiger howled, blood gushing out of the bloody hole in its lower jaw, its breathing gradually became weaker, and its struggling movements slowly stopped, as if it had no power at all, and slowly fell from the sky.
As its last heartbeat stopped, its falling speed suddenly increased. Shan Youde, who was above its head, looked pale. If he fell from such a height, he would be turned into a pool of meat paste with his cultivation level.
Swish!
The power of wind emerged, Wutan flew high into the sky, grabbed him, and quickly returned to the ground like a chicken.
"boom!"
As soon as it landed, there was a loud explosion. Just as the fat man expected, the Fire Wing Tiger broke into several pieces on the spot, and its internal organs were all over the ground. Shan Youde shrank his neck, patted his chest, and looked scared.
"Wutian, you saved my life again, I owe you!"
He laughed and ran to the outside of the wall, pulled the long stick out of the mud, rubbed it lovingly for a while before putting it away, and then walked over leisurely, dragging half of the huge corpse.
"Old man, why are you still standing there? Go and drag back the other parts! Leave them as your food for later." After winning the battle, the fat man became proud and a little elated, and his tone became different.
"well."
The father and son came to their senses in an instant, nodded hurriedly, and strode out of the wall.
In this battle, the most shocked people were naturally Tan Tai Cong and his son. Their cultivation was similar to his, but their fighting power was one who was as high as heaven and the other who was as low as earth. They were completely on a different level. They were almost killed by the Fire Winged Tiger, but now it seemed like they had solved it easily.
"The long stick in his hand should be a spiritual weapon!" Tan Tai Cong's eyes lit up. The power of spiritual weapons was too terrifying. As long as one possessed one, he would be invincible among the monsters of the same level.
In fact, spiritual weapons are not rare here, and there are also many kingly divine weapons, but they are all in the hands of large tribes or ferocious beasts. A small level five tribe like his, even if lucky enough to get one, has no ability to keep it.
When the ancestor passed away, he left behind several spiritual weapons, but in the end, all of them were snatched away by people from the big tribe.
"Who killed my pet?"
The father and son had just walked halfway when an angry voice suddenly sounded in the sky. Their first reaction was that the person who came was a strong man in the Hundred Dynasties period, and their second reaction was that the Fire-Winged Tiger was not a ferocious beast in the mountains, but a creature with an owner!
"It's him… "
When they looked up and saw the person coming clearly, the father and son's faces changed drastically. Regardless of the half-dead body of the Fire Winged Tiger, they hurried to Wutan and the other two, staring at the man who was quickly flying over from the horizon.
This was a very handsome man, about twenty-five or twenty-six years old. He was not wearing animal skins but white clothes, proving that he was at least from a third-level tribe.
"Do you know each other?" Wutan was puzzled. The expressions of Tan Tai Cong and his son were very strange. There was hatred, resentment, and indignation. Their four fists were clenched so tightly that you could hear the crackling sound.
"More than just acquaintance, the reason why we are so eager to send Xian Ling away is all because of him!" Tan Tai Guang's face was as gloomy as water, he gritted his teeth, and his eyes were filled with deep hatred.
Wu Tian frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"
After listening to the simple explanation, Wu Tian and his friends realized that this man was called Hei Haoming, from a second-level tribe called Heishan, and was the son of the chief of the Heishan tribe.
The chief of the Black Mountain tribe has reached the great success stage of the Hundred Dynasties, and is one of the strongest men in the First Heaven. There are ten other cultivators at the same level as him in his tribe, and there are more than thirty cultivators at the initial to minor success stage of the Hundred Dynasties.
Therefore, the Black Mountain Tribe is the strongest among all the second-level tribes, and is also the one with the greatest hope of becoming a first-level tribe.
The young chief of such a tribe is naturally arrogant and looks down on others, but that’s not all.
According to Tan Tai Congyan, Hei Haoming's biggest hobby is lust. He often robs women from other tribes, especially young ladies like Xian Ling. As long as he sets his eyes on a woman, he will use any means to get her.
If he were to take them away and treat them well, the women would not have any complaints. After all, he was of noble status and his tribe was powerful. By using this relationship, he could greatly increase the strength of his tribe.
But the key point is that once he got the woman he robbed, he would immediately give her to someone else.
In other words, any woman he sets his eyes on will eventually become the slave of a group of noblemen and will never be able to escape unless they get tired of playing with her or play her to death.
Finally one day, the devil's claws reached the Tantai tribe.
A year ago, Hei Haoming accidentally passed by the Tan Tai tribe. When he saw the lovely and innocent Tan Tai Xianling, his heart was moved. So he lowered his status and proposed to Tan Tai Cong, saying that he wanted to marry Tan Tai Xianling and promised to treat her well.
Tan Tai Cong dared not agree to the request because of his bad reputation, so he flatly refused. However, he did not expect that the man would just leave without saying a word.
I thought this matter was over, but half a year ago, this person showed up again with the same purpose, but this time he didn't come with an attitude of negotiation, but intended to rob.
At the critical moment, a mysterious man appeared, seriously injured Hei Haoming, and gave him a warning. From then on, he never came again.
"How hateful! Even if this kind of person is torn into pieces and his bones are crushed to dust, it will not ease the hatred in my heart." Zhang Ting's face was cold and she was filled with murderous intent. As a woman, she could not stand those men who were promiscuous, let alone such a shameless and despicable scum.
"That's right! He has ruined countless girls, but due to the huge power of his tribe, they dare not speak out and just pretend that they never had this daughter. If Xian Ling was captured by him, the consequences would be unimaginable."
Tan Tai Cong's face was full of worry. He had thought that Hei Haoming would never come again, but he didn't expect that even after so much time had passed, he still hadn't given up. When he thought of the huge power of the Black Mountain Tribe, he felt like a huge mountain pressing down on him, making it hard for him to breathe.
(End of this chapter)