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Chapter 495: The Death of Teng Snake Witch

When the faint roar of the unicorn came, the shaman of the Soaring Snake Tribe was slightly stunned.

Unlike other people in the tribe, the unicorn can be said to have been raised by him.

So he heard that this roar was different from the past, and it seemed to contain pain.

What's going on?

A thick-skinned unicorn can actually make a cry of pain?

Isn’t it wood that this tribe uses to block caves?

A unicorn can easily push open a cave blocked by stone, but a wooden one screams in pain?

After being in a daze for a while, the shaman from the Soaring Snake Tribe felt a little panicked.

Because he was at the rear, his line of sight was blocked by the surging crowd, and he could not see what was ahead.

Immediately, I hurriedly walked aside, trying to bypass the people in front of me.

As a result, before he had taken a few steps, something unexpected happened to him.

Those who had not fought back since they arrived, and whom he thought were frightened, began to attack one after another.

However, what puzzled the shamans of the Soaring Snake Tribe was that they did not throw out the strange weapons they were holding, but were instead pulling something.

Then some small, feathery branches flew out.

Are the people in this tribe stupid? Can such a small branch hurt someone?

The people of this tribe are not stupid. Such small branches can indeed hurt people, and the damage is very serious!

The shaman of the Soaring Snake tribe who was walking quickly to the side couldn't help but stop. He stared blankly at the tribesmen who had small branches stuck in their bodies or were screaming in pain. They were dumbfounded for a moment.

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After a moment, a deep fear rose from the depths of his heart.

Not only because he saw the people of his tribe suffering great harm in just a moment, but more importantly, he walked around a little to the side and did not see the unicorn!

Judging from the past, the unicorn should have breached the cave by this time.

But now, the tribe's caves, which were only blocked with wood, are still intact, but the unicorns have disappeared out of thin air!

Moreover, those members of the tribe who had been rushing forward bravely should have almost completely reached this strange cave by now.

However, the result now is that although they charged fiercely, they stopped in front of the tribe.

This, what on earth is going on?!

The shaman of the Soaring Snake Tribe, who always thought he was extremely smart, at this moment, his mind became a mess.

What happened in front of him was unbelievable and completely subverted his cognition.

Nothing he was sure of happened, and everything was developing in a direction that he could not imagine at all.

"¥%@#!"

He suddenly screamed loudly, wanting the people in the tribe to come back quickly, because during the moment when he was stunned, many people were hit by the small wooden sticks with feathers.

The shaman of the Tengshe Tribe didn't want any of the exquisite pottery and delicious salt at this time. At this time, he just wanted to lead the people in the tribe and leave here as soon as possible.

Everything that happened under this tribe made him feel infinite fear.

He soon lost his fear, because standing on the wall, the two long-range pea shooters of the Qingque Tribe all noticed him.

The second senior brother whirred the sling in his hand, leaving a circle of afterimages in the air.

Then he let go of his hand, and the stone bullet wrapped in the sling suddenly flew out, rushing straight towards the witch from the Soaring Snake Tribe at the rear with an inaudible sound that was muffled by other noisy sounds.

Junior Brother Sha, who was slightly behind him, also loosened the bow wrapped in snake skin, and an iron-tipped feather arrow shot out like a shooting star chasing the moon.

"Boom!"

A stone bullet hit the shaman of the Soaring Snake tribe who thought he was standing at a safe distance on the head, and killed him directly.

Just in an instant, blood burst out.

The blood-stained stone bounced to the ground, and the witch from the Soaring Snake Tribe subconsciously covered his head with his hands.

Before he could finish the painful cry from his mouth, he was shot through the chest by an arrow that followed.

The scream that was already miserable changed its tone after the arrow came.

The witch from the Soaring Snake Tribe lay on the ground after losing his strength, looking at the blue sky. He put one hand on the wound on his head and the other hand grabbed the feather arrow that shot into his chest.

I am at a safe distance, why are they...

With the final confusion, unwillingness and fear of death, the shaman of the Soaring Snake Tribe ended his life.

The grass roots were so frightened that a branch with feathers was inserted into the neck of the companion next to him.

This companion, who was stronger than him, fell directly to the ground, twitched twice and stopped moving.

There were also small tree sticks with feathers falling around them. More people were shot by these small tree sticks, and the grass roots turned around and ran away neatly.

At this time, he no longer cursed those who pushed him down, but instead felt a little grateful.

His legs, which had been stepped on just now, no longer hurt anymore, and he could run faster than when he was not stepped on.

When he was about the same distance from the witch, Cao Gen was about to stop, because he knew that the witch was extremely smart and never went to dangerous places, so it should be safe to be on the same line as him.

However, as soon as his pace slowed down a little, Wu was hit by a stone on his head and then an arrow, and fell neatly to the ground.

The most mysterious and intelligent shaman in the tribe, who could communicate with the gods, died right in front of his eyes?

After Cao Gen was stunned for a moment, he ran faster, like a rabbit that had been hit by an arrow, or like its butt was burned by fire.

In just a short moment, the people of the Soaring Snake Tribe completely collapsed. This kind of resistance they had never encountered before made them lose all their courage.

Everyone started to flee like a swarm of bees.

In the chaos, some fell down, and some had their animal skins ripped off.

They tried their best and ran like crazy.

Toward the back, toward the left and right sides.

How fast you charge when charging is how fast you can run now.

"Boom!"

People were crowded together in a mess, and even though the Qingque tribe members made the trap strong, they could not withstand their weight.

The two traps on the left and right sides used to prevent the unicorns from struggling out were stepped on by the Soaring Snake Tribe people.

In an instant, more than a dozen people screamed and were swallowed up by the trap.

Some people couldn't hold their feet back and fell down.

On the wall, Han Cheng had a cold face and suppressed the pain in his heart. Seeing that these people had begun to run away and were about to be out of the shooting range of the Qingque tribe, he ordered people to bang the clapper.

The eldest brother and others, who were getting ready in the courtyard and could not wait for a long time, finally heard the sound of bangs. They felt happy and rushed towards the gate with weapons in hand...


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