Some of the warriors of the Chaori tribe were trampled to death, while others had internal fights while running.
After all, some people want to leave but can't, and they are afraid of being killed, so they can only point their weapons at those who are blocking their way.
The chaotic scene gave the Sharp Fang Tribe a great opportunity.
Under Anda's leadership, they chased and killed their enemies through narrow passages, and killed the less than 100 remaining warriors of the Asahi tribe, reducing them to only a few dozen.
These lucky ones finally escaped from the Kulong Mountain Passage.
They ran wildly toward the stone wall.
The scene of Song Yang breaking the jaw of the Asahi tribe magic warrior is still vivid in my mind.
He is a devil, striking fear into the hearts of all those who escape!
Anda threw the stone axe in his hand with all his strength. As the stone axe spun, it cut heavily into the back of a warrior of the Asahi tribe and penetrated through his chest.
A burst of blood spurted out, and the person who was hit fell to the ground.
The big rhino was mooing and swaying by the stone wall, waiting for its owner.
It looked at the fleeing warriors of the Asahi tribe and felt a little flustered.
Anda stood on the stone wall.
He looked at the warriors of the Chaori tribe running into the wilderness, spat fiercely, and said, "Damn it! Those bastards got away!"
Beside Anda, more than twenty warriors from the Sharp Fang Tribe all looked indignant.
It was as if those people who were trembling with fear when facing the attack of the Asahi tribe before were not them!
The Sharp Fang Tribe won the battle, and the happiest person was actually the old wizard.
The old guy looked to be in his sixties or seventies, and his hands were shaking like chicken claws. Song Yang looked at him and felt as if he was about to die.
But the old wizard still stood firm.
His eyes were sparkling with tears of excitement, and Aigsa quickly stepped forward to support him.
The old wizard looked at the bodies of the warriors of the Rising Sun tribe lying on the ground and said in a desolate voice: "They actually held on. Praise the gods! My Sharp Fang tribe actually defeated the Rising Sun tribe!"
Everyone could hear the excitement and joy in the old wizard's words.
Panshan, the chief of the Sharp Fang Tribe, even knelt on the ground and kowtowed to thank the guardian god of the Sharp Fang Tribe for his protection.
The other members of the Sharp Fang Tribe all knelt in a semicircle beside Panshan, and continued to kowtow following his movements.
His mouth was full of praise.
This situation left Song Yang speechless.
Wasn’t it because he defeated the magic warriors of the Asahi tribe that he was able to defeat the Asahi tribe
Song Yang put the flame armor back into the storage compartment and returned to his original appearance.
With the help of Aegsa, the old wizard came to Song Yang.
He grabbed Song Yang's hand with his hand that looked like old tree bark, shook it vigorously and said, "Song Yang, you are the savior of my Fang Tribe, you are the great hero of my Fang Tribe!
I will have the tribe build a statue for you, so that your great achievements can be transmitted to this land forever!"
Song Yang was originally a little indignant.
After hearing what the old wizard said, I felt a little embarrassed.
He said, "Don't be like that. I'm just helping you out. Besides, I'm also annoyed with the magic warrior from the Chaori tribe. It's nothing."
After hearing what Song Yang said, the old wizard's eyes flickered.
Song Yang noticed the old wizard's eyes.
He felt something in his heart, and the old man's eyes flickered, he must be holding back something!