"Jiang Cheng, run!"

"Jiang Cheng, go quickly, don't worry about us, tell grandpa about this!"

Seeing the soul warrior Heihu, who was at the fourth level of Chengen Realm, pounced on Jiang Cheng, Yangze and Shi Dali hissed and roared wildly, their eyes widening.

Even if there is a gap between the first three levels of the Chengen Realm, it is just a gap in physical fitness. However, when the cultivation level exceeds the fourth level of the Chengen Realm, the soul warrior can open up the spiritual sea and condense spiritual power.

The spiritual power is powerful, and it can be used as a sword and a defense, which can be compared to armor and is extremely sharp. If combined with the fighting soul skills, the combat power will be even more powerful.

Perhaps the soul warrior at the second level of Chengen Realm can defeat the soul warrior at the third level of Chengen Realm, but he will definitely not be the opponent of the fourth level of Chengen Realm.

Jiang Cheng also knew this.

Therefore, Jiang Cheng did not move, staring at the black tiger that was almost hit by a afterimage. The phantom of the war soul Blood Tooth Pig King suddenly appeared in his mind, instantly filling Jiang Cheng's body with strength.

Since you cannot defeat under normal circumstances, you can only fight for your life.

"Boy, it's your honor to die under our Heihu!" Heihu's right hand halberd was covered with light red aura, and he grabbed Jiang Cheng's neck like lightning with his tiger claws.

Jiang Cheng suddenly raised his shoulders sideways and sent his left shoulder straight up. The bright sword light suddenly rose from bottom to top.

Heihu smiled, his left hand poked out like lightning, pinching the sword light that Jiang Cheng slashed out, and his right hand had already grabbed Jiang Cheng's left shoulder hard!

Hu Xiangshan, who was leaning against the side of the big tree, looked at the scene and raised his mouth slightly, and spit out the weeds in his mouth with a thud: "With Jiang Cheng's head, ten trucks of food are received, it's worth..."

Before Hu Xiangshan could finish his words, Heihu grabbed Jiang Cheng's right hand on his left shoulder and suddenly made a sound like defeating Ge.

Jiang Cheng's left shoulder was the harder and more refined blood-toothed pig king skin.

The next moment, the black tiger's right hand flew out of thin air, blood splattered, and the black tiger made a shrill scream. The bright sword light had already passed from bottom to top, causing the black tiger to break open.

The moment the blood and internal organs shot out, everyone's faces became cold and they were stunned.

Jiang Cheng forced himself to resist the vomiting in his throat and the severe pain in his left shoulder, and rushed towards the other two hunters of the Tiger Power Clan like lightning.

In the past five years, Jiang Cheng has also killed people in the mountains and forests, but it is the first time to directly tear people open their stomachs like today.

"The Red String Knife is Grandpa's sacrifice sword, Red String Knife!" Shi Dali, who finally noticed Jiang Cheng's sharp weapon, roared happily. Although he was not a soul warrior, he knew very well that ordinary hunting knives could not cut off the Black Tiger's hand covered with spiritual power.

As a soul warrior, Yang Ze was stunned and said in surprise: "What a powerful force! How can you have such a great power at the second level of Chengen Realm?"

As a soul warrior, Yang Ze understood that the black tiger with spiritual power was not meant to be injured casually if you had a red string sword.

It was not until this time that Hu Xiangshan reacted: "War Horcrux, how could the Geshan clan give the only yellow-grade low-grade war Horcrux of their clan to this kid? That old man Lin E was crazy?"

Taking advantage of the shock of the people of the Huli clan, Jiang Cheng rushed forward like lightning, and two other ordinary hunters of the Huli clan were killed.

In front of the soul warriors, if there is no protection from the soul warriors of the same clan, ordinary hunters, no matter how powerful they are, will have no strength to resist in front of the soul warriors whose speed and strength are several times their times.

Seeing Hu Xiangshan angrily mentioning Grandpa, Jiang Cheng, who was about to rush to kill, suddenly paused. He raised the red string knife in his hand and threw all the four blood-toothed pig king's fangs on his shoulders and the blood-toothed pig king skin in front of him.

"Hmph, throw away these burdens and play with you grandsons!" As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Zhuan winked at Yang Ze and looked directly at the spoils on the ground.

What made Jiang Cheng sweat and thankful that Yang Ze didn't understand what Jiang Cheng meant, but Hu Xiangshan came to him.

"A half-meter-long fang can hold the unharmed animal skin of the black tiger?

This...it seems to be the skin of a blood-toothed pig, but an ordinary blood-toothed pig definitely doesn't...

You...you killed the Blood Tooth Pig King?

How is this possible?" At the end of the question, Hu Xiangshan's voice was already trembling.

The Blood Tooth Pig is also one of the easiest beasts to hunt outside the Beihun Mountains, but the Blood Tooth Pig King is famous and even the eighth level of Chengen Realm has been killed by it. Therefore, no matter which tribe around him, he dares to provoke him easily.

Yang Ze, who also recognized the Blood Tooth Pig King, was also shocked and said: "Acheng, how is this possible? Even the patriarch dares not provoke the Blood Tooth Pig King!"

Jiang Cheng glanced slightly and said calmly: "What's impossible with grandpa taking action?" As he finished speaking, he pretended to be the one who took the initiative to scan back, as if he was afraid that someone would find out.

"Grandpa is here too?" Yang Ze was overjoyed.

Jiang Cheng's performance, the parts on the Blood-toothed Pig King in front of him, and Yang Ze's surprise instantly made Hu Xiangshan roar like a frightened monkey: "Retreat quickly, Lin E's old immortal actually left the tribe and took action himself to retreat, retreat quickly!"

Almost at the same time, the members of the Huli tribe who had just surrounded Yangze and the five people, and even their companions had no time to clean up, they evacuated in a panic amid the terrifying roar of Hu Xiangshan.

The power of a soul-devouring warrior in the Spirit-Devouring Realm is unimaginable. Ten more than 5 levels of the Chengen Realm Huxiang Mountain are not the opponent of a spirit-devouring warrior in the Spirit-Devouring Realm.

"Grandpa is really here, where is it?" Seeing Hu Xiangshan and his group retreating quickly, Yang Ze asked anxiously at Jiang Cheng.

"No, I'm a grandson who cheated on the mountain, Uncle Yang, Dad Shi, let's retreat quickly!" Jiang Chengji said.

Everyone immediately showed a look of seeing a ghost, and Yang Ze even pointed to the parts on the blood-toothed pig king on the ground and said, "Then this blood-toothed pig king?"

"Uncle Yang, this matter is hard to describe. Let's retreat quickly. Hu Xiangshan's grandson was just intimidated by grandpa's reputation. Maybe he would kill him and shoot him back." Jiang Chengdao.

Yang Ze and others also knew that the situation was at a critical moment, so they didn't ask much, and immediately supported each other and started to act.

But when they took action, Jiang Cheng knew how much the situation of Yangze and his group were, and he was even more grateful for his choice.

Not only were all injured by the five people, but now it seems that the injury of Mr. Shi, who had broken an arm, was not the most serious. Yang Ze's legs and back were covered with arrow wounds, which was a little inconvenient to move, which was because he was a soul warrior and his body was already extremely strong. These arrows were not too deep into the flesh. If it were another person, he would have been very angry.

Moreover, his gray face shows that he is already in a state of exhaustion.

If he fought hard just now, Yang Ze, who is also the fifth level of Chengen Realm, would definitely not be able to survive the three-way combination under Hu Xiangshan's hands.

Then, Jiang Cheng, a warrior at the second level of Chengen Realm, faced Tiger Xiangshan, who had already become alert, and was almost dead and lifeless.

Just now, Jiang Cheng was just worried that if he fought hard, he might all the other tribesmen except him and Yangze might die, so he used a trick to trick Hu Xiangshan away.

In their current state, if Hu Xiangshan killed another shot, let alone Yang Ze and his five members were going to die, I am afraid that even Jiang Cheng would not be able to escape.

In an instant, Jiang Cheng made a decision.

"Dad Shi, Uncle Yang, you go to the agreed place with the patriarch first, and I will arrive later!" Jiang Cheng said.

"You want the palace queen?" Yang Ze immediately saw Jiang Cheng's intention: "No!"

"I'll do it! Jiang Cheng, you are the hope of the tribe!" Yang Ze patted Jiang Cheng's shoulder and said.

Jiang Cheng raised his head slightly: "Uncle Yang, I am the best hunter in our Geshan tribe. I may not be able to fight against the grandson of Hu Xiangshan, but I am still somewhat sure to escape in this Geshan!"

After pausing, Jiang Cheng said again: "Besides, even if we work together, Hu Xiangshan's grandson may not be able to react. Even if he comes, I have the Red String Knife. With my ability, I may not be afraid of him!"

"No, Jiang Cheng, take them to meet with the clan leader, I'll stay!"

Yangze's voice with a little sense of death made Jiang Cheng's eyes slightly warm.

What is a tribe? This is a tribe, a real tribe who shares weal and woe!

"Uncle Yang, please take people away quickly. If you don't leave, I will chase those people in Hu Xiangshan!" Jiang Cheng said firmly and turned around and left.

"Don't, let's listen to you!" Yang Ze quickly responded.

"Jiang Cheng, be careful, we'll wait for you to come back!" As he spoke, Yang Ze gently patted Jiang Cheng on the shoulder, left Jiang Cheng with the only half-cystic arrow on his body, and then supported each other and left in the other direction without looking back.

This is the man of the Geshan tribe, a man who is affectionate and righteous but never turns back after making a decision!

Looking at the leaving Yangze and his group, Jiang Cheng packed up and picked the skin of the soul warrior Heihu, who was killed by him. Because the soul warrior was able to step into the Beihun Mountains, he would probably have good things.

He climbed a few times on the nearby giant trees like a spirit ape, and Jiang Cheng's figure disappeared into the dark leaves, leaving only a pair of star-like eyes on the crown, and a trace of cold light flashed from time to time.

In the distant mountains and forests, the hunters of the tribe were running wolves and pigs and tigers towards the mountain. They suddenly stopped and slapped themselves hard.

"I've fallen into the trap!"

"With the Baihun tribe watching all day long, that old thing Lin E dared to leave the tribe half a step?"

"What's more, the Blood Tooth Pig King has been killed and is about to come. The old guy has rushed over and killed us. How could he let us run away for so long without any movement?

That bastard cheated me?"

"Yes, young patriarch, I always feel that the boy deliberately showed off the fangs and animal skins of the bloody tooth pig king to scare us!" said a hunter.

Bang!

Without saying a word, Hu Xiangshan slapped him and said, "Isn't it possible that the boy is cheating us?"

"They were all seriously injured and could not run fast. Let's go and chase me!" Hu Xiangshanbao shouted.

Finally, a hint of greed appeared on Hu Xiangshan's mouth: "Chinxian Knife, the sacrificial weapon of the Geshan clan, that is a low-grade war spirit weapon of the yellow rank. This Redxian Knife or Jiang Cheng's head will make a fortune no matter what you get!

Hey, if you get both....”

In an instant, the group turned around and rushed towards the mountains and forests just now!

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Chapter completed!