Chronicles of Primordial Wars

At this time, the people who heard the whistle came, and their reaction was fast enough, because such things often appeared, and they didn't get too long. There was a lot of space around them when they heard the whistle, and the people who had stayed here had already run away, including those who watched the lively children, long ago to a safe place.

However, it ended too quickly, almost before anyone else could react.

Look at the terror beast whose head has been punched into the ground, and look at the person standing in front of the terror beast, rushing into the circle to face each other.

Who the hell is this?

Finally, the most prestigious of the few people was pushed out and carefully moved a few steps towards Shao Xuan. “You..."

Seeing Shao Xuan turn around, a few people definitely don't know this strange face, but the one who came in the back yesterday guarded the outside door of the tribe, and saw Shao Xuan poop: “Huh, aren't you the one brought in yesterday in a broad sense? ”

At this time, two figures appeared on the stakes.

“What's going on?” One of them asked.

At first sight, the two people appeared on the stake, their faces changed and their tone of speech was much more cautious. One of them briefly said what had just happened.

Tao was still depressed. Yesterday, he was pulled over by the chief. He was given a meal. Today, he came out to hunt for food outside the tribe. Midway, he would actually encounter Xiao. Even worse, everyone knew that Xiao was a little crazy. If he went out with him, he would not be able to hunt properly. Never thought I'd hear anything on this side of the tribe before.

At the end of the day, Tao didn't really care. Anyway, this happens all the time, and the tribe's protective measures are good, and generally they don't make a scene. And look at the scared beast that got hit in the ground, sweeping at the stranger standing there, and Tao argues for the first reaction: Eh, this man has never seen our tribe? Nice work.

Second Response: Shit!

Surely, before Tao's argument could be heard again, the shadow just standing next to him was gone.

Everyone in the tribe knew that the clan was fighting well. Every time a soldier of excellence appeared in the tribe, the clan would go over and “communicate” with people. Now, it was exciting to meet a man who beat the terror beast to the ground.

With the sudden surge in the power of totem in the body, the momentum around the body surged. Even others standing not far away can feel the position of Shao Xuan in the field, which belongs to the sense of oppression of advanced totem warriors.

The stake that just stood at the top had been shattered, and the pieces rushed to Shao Xuan quickly, quickly and violently, as if he had encountered an excellent prey in the mountain forest, extremely serious, as if everything around him had faded away, leaving only himself, and the prey on which he was being targeted.

Why very few people are willing to cooperate in hunting with Xiao, one is unable to adapt to the style of Xiao just now, the next suddenly explodes, the other is that Xiao's rhythm is too fast, most people can't keep up.

And now, before the people who came to solve the problem of the scared beast have finished their words, they have already done so.

The other fighters present smoked all over their faces, needless to say, it's useless to say anything now, they can't stop it anyway.

Although it is unclear who the other side is and what its origin is, everyone in the Flaming Horn tribe knows that this state of exhilaration like drinking the blood of a king and beast is difficult to stop, unless the chief and the leaders themselves stop it, they can only wait for him to stop after he has done the best he can.

Something's going on!

This is something that we all think about at the same time.

I don't know who's house is going to get hit this time.

That man was so pathetic, he just hit a scaredy-headed beast and was stared at. Everyone thinks.

In the face of the sudden attack, Shao Xuan did not evade, but at the moment of the move, he did not lose to the momentum of the explosion. The totem pattern shown to the lighting last night only appeared after slightly mobilizing the force of the totem, it was dark, but at this time, because the force of the totem directly reached the peak, the totem pattern on the body was spread like lava, the vibrating airflow around the body growled continuously, facing the fist, Shao Xuan arms cut out like a hunting knife.

Advanced?!

Pottery pupil standing on the stake shrunk, a strange face, with flaming horn totem, or a senior totem warrior, how could there be such a person in the tribe?! Suddenly I think of the reason why I was dragged to the chief, and look at the people in the field, is it possible...

Boom!

A fist clash, a tingling eardrum, shocked everyone's mind.

Shao Xuan couldn't help but continue to face the fist wind.

Touch hard?!

Tao's eyes flash with light.

Flamingo outsiders or hunters may use a lot of other techniques, but their favorite way to do it internally is to hit hard, beat hard, beat hard, beat fast, beat momentum, whatever, is to confront it positively. But there are not many people in the tribe who dare to touch hard, and every Tao feud is familiar, only this one is not available today.

Shao Xuan's whole body is muscularly tight, the power and pounding momentum at the peak of the force of totem erupt at full strength, no cleverness to dodge, no opportunity to move, no other auxiliary tools, totally on his own hard resistance!

For Shao Xuan, this is not a hunt, but a first “conversation” with another flaming horn tribe, the excitement in his heart cannot be suppressed. He wonders what the flaming horn people here have become, what is the state now after there is no spark? Everything, in this frontal struggle, like a golden knife, splits the perennial ambiguity. Even the flames of totem in my head seem to be as exciting as Shao Xuan's.

A thousand years...

In the eyes of others, these two are like two of the hardest rock collisions, and it's hard to say who loses and who wins.

Boom! Boom!

A lot of people can't see the shadow of those two people at all. They can only see a pit that keeps coming out. Some look like fists. Some are rounded. Some are feet stepped out. Some are flattened. Either way, people will have to fill it out afterwards. Not a small project.

Feel the ground vibrating and splashing dust and grass like a giant foot animal treading on the ground here.

Every time it rings, people's hearts shake hard. Especially the lighting from the crevices of the stakes, stayed there completely, he really didn't know that he lived in his house last night, he was a great person like Yu!

Who the hell is Shao Xuan? Why haven't you heard of it in the tribe before? Is it possible that the chief was raised in secret?

Even the scared beast who was struck in the ground was still stiff there. He had pulled his head out. After seeing Shao Xuan and Xiao's hard bump, he stuck another one in the pit, which had the meaning of covering his ear for stealing bells.

“Stop!!” A roar ranged from far to near, like a thunderbolt.

Boom!

The two opponents are separated.

Shao Xuan banged back two steps, while on the other side, he slipped back a while before stopping. If he was close, he could smell the burning smell of grass. Then he could see the pair of sturdy vine-woven grass shoes under his feet, which were smoking.

Shao Xuan looked at the clothes on his body. When hunting in the mountain forest, there were many latent hunting or hidden raids. It was rare to encounter such a direct and hard fight. The atmosphere around him was not concealed. The vibrating airflow was difficult to control, and the blade collided even more during the confrontation. Therefore, Shao Xuan wore clothes and pants that were cut apart by a sudden burst of violent airflow. Fortunately, not all of them rotted, otherwise Shao Xuan would have to run naked under the public.

Why are you here?

Because the other party is not much better than Shao Xuan, and even has more open areas on his body.

Looking at the people who just appeared out of the blue, they looked about the same age as the broad sense. They called him "the big guy”? This guy's the head of the hunting team?

Just as Shao Xuan weighed and appeared, others were also observing Shao Xuan.

They couldn't see the rest, they saw the moment before, the back slipped so far, and Shao Xuan just symbolically took two steps back, that's all.

Touchdown, touchdown?! This is a shocking fact.

Dokan, who had just appeared, did not know the beginning of the matter. He only heard today that Tao and Tao were going out hunting. When he went down the mountain, he heard the movement on this side. Some people said that he had fought people again, and he came yelling.

When I think of this, Dokan's head is on fire. I just told them yesterday, and today it's a mess again!

Because the people who fought this time were Tao Wang, even if it wasn't Tao Wang, a few familiar people, so after Dokan fell into the circle, the first was pointing to the training that was hurting so badly.

“Did you forget what you said yesterday? What did you promise yesterday in front of the chief? And...” Dokan bars bars bars bars sprayed face saliva.

After training, Dokan Yin calmed his face, the discomfort in his heart is not over, intending to reprimand the other, “and you!” But as soon as he turned around, he jammed his shell.

After the word ”you", Dokan did not hold out a single sound, but stared at Shao Xuan dead, as if he had been strangled by someone, his face was red, but he couldn't say a word.

Others don't understand why he's holding up like this. Dokan's expression is a little twisted. I don't know if it's angry or something. It looks odd.

Instead of looking at Shao Xuan, Dokang stared at the necklace on Shao Xuan's neck. This necklace had been worn by Shao Xuan for a long time. It was usually covered by clothes and could not be seen by others. But just now, when I was dealing with the pigeon, the cloth was broken a lot, and there were a few pieces of cloth floating in the wind from the neck to the chest, and the red ball in the bone trim appeared in Dokan's sight.

No psychological preparation, no omens, things that have always thought just existed in the stories of their ancestors, just appeared so suddenly.

Fake?

Or is it just similar?

Or… is it true?

At this time, what's wrong, what's wrong, what's all kinds of crap, it's all behind Dokan's head.

Ignoring the others, Dokan stared at Shao Xuan, but his hand took a horn from the waist. For the first time since he took over as head of the hunting team, this horn was blown.