"Don't worry, nothing will happen..."
The Wen family couple were naturally very worried. The other party was not alone. There were fifteen or sixteen people, and they were not bare-handed. They were either holding sharp Miao knives or bows and arrows.
Although this kind of threat is far less powerful than thermal weapons and guns, it is definitely a very powerful destructive weapon in this mountain.
Look at Song Qingshan's side again, this is the one with bare hands, and he actually goes directly towards the opponent.
"You're not shy yet, let me meet you..."
When the young patriarch saw Song Qingshan running straight towards him, he wasn't too surprised. Mountain people's thinking is actually very simple, a bit like whoever has the bigger fist is justified.
Moreover, he was here to steal the bride. It was almost impossible to snatch his wife back without any resistance... In his eyes, Qin Fang was Wen Yan's brother, and Qin Fang, who had been standing aside, was Wen Yan's brother. Song Qingshan might be the one he wanted to compete for his wife... Now that he saw Song Qingshan taking the initiative, his face suddenly lit up, he said hello to the men next to him, and he also came to meet Song Qingshan.
He inserted the sharp Miao Dao into his waist, as if he didn't want to take advantage, and wanted to defeat his competitors openly... "Aha..."
The young patriarch let out a strange roar, and his slightly dark muscles began to move like horned dragons, which was a sign of strength and beauty.
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"snort… "
However, this kind of power may be interesting to deal with other people, but to deal with Song Qingshan - it is definitely a piece of cake.
I heard Song Qingshan sneer. He didn't even use his best eagle claw technique, and just punched him straight.
The speed wasn't very fast, and the angle wasn't tricky either. It was just a black tiger going straight to the heart... The young patriarch couldn't see anything mysterious, and he didn't take Song Qingshan's punch to heart at all, and he just punched it in the chest like this. At the same time, there were some other movements on the hand. The palm turned into a hand knife, swung high and slashed diagonally towards Song Qingshan's neck.
It seemed that he planned to fight Song Qingshan head-on, and then use such a violent blow to directly knock Song Qingshan unconscious... The people in the mountains made a lot of noise when snatching brides, but under normal circumstances they tried their best to avoid harming their lives.
The thinking of the mountain people is very backward. Men are the backbone of the family and the clan. The loss of one will make the whole clan feel sad. If he is killed by other tribesmen, it may cause a large-scale killing between the two tribes... "Hiss..."
Uncle Wen was a little surprised when he saw the fight between Song Qingshan and the young patriarch. He was also a half-trained martial artist. Although he couldn't see the subtlety of Song Qingshan's move, he was vaguely aware of it. You can feel how powerful Song Qingshan is, and the young patriarch is like a child in his hands.
He couldn't help but take a breath, and his eyes became even more surprised.
"Get up~~"
Song Qingshan also didn't expect that the kid in front of him would be so confident. He would dare to be defenseless when encountering a master like him. This is simply a life that is tired of him... But no matter what, if he wants to get through this hurdle, then he must These people must be subdued first... Song Qingshan shouted softly, and when the fist reached the young patriarch's chest, it immediately turned into an eagle's claw, grabbing some kind of beast covered by the young patriarch's body. The leather clothes easily lifted his whole body up in one fell swoop.
Immediately, his arms shook slightly, and the young patriarch flew directly into the air, towards the crowd behind him, as if he had been kicked hard by a football.
"Ara ala..."
The tribesmen all stared at this scene with their mouths open. They were really shocked. Their young leader was the most powerful warrior besides the leader, but he was thrown away by this move. It was really shocking. It was too unexpected.
Fortunately, they still had some reaction. When they saw the strong body of the young patriarch flying towards them, they immediately put away their weapons. Several people wanted to take them down first... Bang~~ But it happened suddenly and they reacted too quickly. It was too hasty, and when they wanted to pick it up, the huge body had already fallen down, and landed right in the middle of a few people, directly crushing several equally strong tribesmen... "Ara ala~~"
Such a scene naturally made the people of the Gulan tribe very surprised, and at the same time quite angry. Some of the tribesmen with bad tempers uttered such dialects that Qin Fang and the others could not understand, while everyone was shouting. He raised the bow and arrow in his hand and aimed at Song Qingshan, who stood there like a powerful giant.
"This crap is of no use to me..."
After Song Qingshan made simple eye contact with Qin Fang, he immediately let out such a loud laugh, and then started to kill the archers again.
The language barrier for this kind of mountain tribe is already very troublesome, let alone the fact that it is impossible to explain anything here at all. Only fists can convince them.
Swish swish~~ The people of these tribes were already shocked by how powerful Song Qingshan was. Now that they saw that he was actually going to attack them, they naturally couldn't just sit back and wait for death, so they immediately drew their bows and shot arrows.
Bows, arrows and Miao knives are necessary weapons for every tribesman, and they are the basis for their survival in the mountains. Otherwise, how can they fight against the poisonous snakes and beasts in the mountains, and how can they hunt wild beasts for food... It can be said that every tribe in this mountain has a Men are all born warriors - however, this applies to more primitive ancient times, but in modern times it will only appear that they are backward and barbaric.
The bows and arrows came towards Song Qingshan like rain.
Every clan member is a very good shooter. Their only target is Song Qingshan, and they did not attack Qin Fang and his party not far away.
But - Song Qingshan was not afraid and didn't even blink his eyes.
Dang dang dang~~ The arrow rain poured down on Song Qingshan's body, as if it had hit an extremely hard steel plate. Not only did it not cause any damage to Song Qingshan, it actually made such a metallic impact sound.
The only damage may be that Song Qingshan's clothes were shot through many holes by those sharp arrows due to the angle... Everyone was stunned and even forgot to continue to draw the bow and shoot arrows.
They have lived in the mountains for generations, relying on the knives and arrows in their hands. Even if they encounter ferocious, strong, thick-skinned tigers, wild wolves, and blind bears, they have never been afraid or frightened. Even among these people, There was no shortage of warriors who had killed these ferocious beasts... But in front of them, their most powerful weapon was aimed at a human, but not even a scratch of skin was scratched, and not a trace of blood was seen - it was completely beyond their knowledge.
For a moment, these people were all stunned.
But Song Qingshan obviously would not stop. He moved his steps slightly and appeared directly in front of these people. His hands were like eagle claws. He gently grabbed and threw them, and saw each clan member volleying directly into the air like stones. Flying up, they all hit the spot where the young patriarch fell.
Next, it became Song Qingshan's performance. He moved very fast, catching one almost every few seconds, throwing it immediately, catching another one, and throwing it again... For a moment, in the sky, , one by one the trapeze artists were born, and they all flew in the same direction—bang bang bang~~ Such landing sounds came one after another. In a short time, more than a dozen people who did not fall were all thrown into a hill. The poor young patriarch had just been helped up when he was knocked down again. At this time, he was pinned down at the bottom and couldn't even move... "Ouch... Ouch..."
These people were pressing on each other, and those who had just fallen down and hit each other, suddenly there was a mournful scene. They all looked at Song Qingshan with extremely fearful eyes, and let out such tragic wails from their mouths.
"It's done, let's go!"
After cleaning up these people, there were naturally no more people blocking the road. The surrounding mountain people who had originally planned to watch the show also looked at Song Qingshan with horror on their faces. At this time, no one dared to come up to make trouble.
"Don't worry yet..."
Qin Fang suddenly had an idea at this time, and immediately walked up to the young patriarch, "According to the rules of the mountain, you can't rob like this. You are my prisoner now. Don't pretend to be dead. Get up..."
In fact, Qin Fang didn't know the rules in the mountains at all, but these people were looking for trouble for no reason, so they couldn't be let go so easily, especially since the young patriarch was thinking about going back to the tribe to find more people to steal the bride.
"Don't get up yet..."
The person who made the move just now was not Qin Fang, and what he said was not that useful. Although these mountain people were very scared, their eyes were quite confused, but Song Qingshan had no time to talk to them, and just roared.
Miso miso miso~~ I saw the mountain people who were still there wailing just now, like the vigorous apes, immediately got up from the ground, looking as if they were not injured at all.
In fact, they were really not injured. Song Qingshan was very measured in his actions. The reason why these people pretended to be dead was mainly because they were scared by Song Qingshan.
It doesn't matter if there are more than a dozen, the most important thing is that Song Qingshan is invulnerable, so many sharp arrows can't hurt him, which scares these people.
"You... what do you want?"
The young patriarch also got up from the ground. At this time, he couldn't stand up anymore, but he still remembered his identity, so he could only hold on very hard.