Pork Chop rushed in front of the King of the Qimian Clan and started grabbing wildly.
This move is somewhat similar to the flurry of two swords. It looks random, but in fact it is very organized. The king of the Qimian clan, who only had a heavy saw blade, was in a hurry and could barely hold on. Soon, he was unable to parry, and several pieces of his chest were scratched. A bloodstain.
"Gah!" the king of the Qimian Tribe roared angrily.
After stepping on countless corpses of its own race, it stood out because of its arrogant and violent temper. It couldn't stand this situation of being suppressed, so it simply gave up its defense, wielding a saw blade and started attacking the pig chop.
The steel claws clawed at the chest and abdomen of the King of the Strange Face Clan, and its saw blade also struck at the top of the pig's head.
"Meow!"
Pork Chop lowered his head slightly and used the hardest part of his helmet to meet the bloodstained and rusty saw blade.
It wasn't sure whether it could withstand the attack of the King of Strange Face Tribes by doing so, but it had no better choice as its demonic transformation was about to end.
The steel claws entwined with fighting spirit tore open the chest and abdomen of the King of the Qimian Tribe. Through the wounds of flesh and blood, the wriggling internal organs could even be faintly seen.
The saw blade also cut into Cat Armor's helmet, and blood flowed down Pork Chop's cheek, covering one of its eyes.
The cat armor made of the materials of the Overlord Thunder Wolf Dragon showed its gold content. Zhuqiao couldn't confirm the extent of his injuries for a while, but at least he knew that his head had not been chopped open.
As for the King of the Strange Face Clan, he was seriously injured. Even if he didn't fall down immediately, he would no longer be his opponent.
"Meow--" Pork Chop, whose face was covered with blood and whose red light had not yet dissipated, glared at the strange-faced tribe fiercely.
The strange-faced tribesmen who were still hesitating whether to charge forward were frightened and took a few steps back timidly.
At this moment, Yin Fulin and Ajia Xi finally passed through the passage and rushed in one after the other.
"Pork chop?!" Yin Fulin exclaimed.
The two of them were frightened by the shape of the pork chop at this time. A thick-edged saw blade about half a meter long was stuck on the pig chop's forehead, and blood was still flowing out from the damaged gap in the helmet.
Yin Fulin ran over quickly, while Ajiaxi set up his insect stick and cautiously held up the seriously injured and half-kneeling King of the Strange Face Tribe. As for the ordinary Strange Face Tribe running around, he had no time to take care of it.
Yin Fulin hurriedly took out the ancient secret medicine, broke off a small piece and stuffed it into the pig's mouth. Looking at the knife on the latter's forehead, she felt that it was neither right nor wrong to pull it out.
Pork Chop endured the severe pain, carefully touched the handle of the knife, shook his head slightly, and muttered: "You can pull it out, it probably didn't hurt the skull much, I just think it will leave a scar."
"Is it really okay?"
Yin Fulin couldn't hide her worry. The look of Pork Chop with a knife stuck in his forehead was really scary. If something unexpected happened again, she didn't know how to explain it to Gordon.
"Pull it out, meow!"
Pig Chop hugged the helmet, slowly turned his head, and pointed the handle of the knife towards Yin Fulin, "The wound will start to heal after a while, and it will be even more troublesome if it sticks, meow."
Looking at the bloody knife handle, Yin Fulin swallowed secretly.
I just feel that I have lived for more than thirty years, and this incident can be ranked among the top in terms of horror.
She first took out a portion of the life dust used to stop bleeding from the tool bag, and then grabbed the handle of the knife.
"Meow!" Pig Chop screamed.
"What's wrong?!"
"It's okay, meow. It just hurts a bit. If you continue to meow, it's best to pull it out in one go."
"......good."
Agaxi, who was on guard at the side, had a strange look on her face. If she had that kind of photo camera at hand, she really wanted to take a picture of this scene.
"Stand still, hold on to your helmet, and hold it in."
"I'm ready, meow!"
Yin Fulin stabilized her emotions, found a good angle, and lifted the handle of the knife in one breath. This process was easier than she thought. The blade was not stuck very tightly, and it seemed that it did not go too deep.
“Meow meow meow meow!
! "
The pork chop screamed and blood started to flow out again. Yin Fulin quickly sprinkled the life dust on it, took out the bandage, and bandaged it urgently.
"It hurts so much, meow!" Pig Chop pulled out his beard.
Seeing that the pork chop was still full of energy, and although there was blood seeping out of the bandage, it was not completely unstoppable, Yin Fulin breathed a sigh of relief.
She looked back at the King of the Strange Face Clan who was lying on the ground due to excessive blood loss and could no longer maintain a half-kneeling posture. "What happened? This is not an ordinary Strange Face Clan, right? The King of the Strange Face Clan?"
Why did you come here at this time? "
"It's probably Meow who took advantage of the chaos to grab explosive bombs." Pig Chop explained simply.
"It's very powerful. Little Pig Chops can challenge the King of the Strange Face Clan in a single fight." Agaxi smiled and turned the insect stick, pointing the tip of the blade at the chest of the unable to move the King of the Strange Face Clan, "Give it a good fight." , so as not to cause us any more trouble.”
Feeling the cold gaze from behind the bone armor mask, Pig Chop hesitated, and finally shook his head.
Ajiaxi raised his eyebrows, but did not move the insect stick away.
She was waiting for Pork Chops to give a reason.
Maintaining ecological balance is one thing, but hunters generally won't show mercy to monsters like this that actively invade human territory.
"My father and I have said that the Qimian Clan are very vengeful, meow. The few odd-faced men just ran away, meow. If we kill their king here, there may be more trouble, meow. "
"If we let it go, won't it come back with its kin to cause trouble and take revenge?"
"I don't think they can meow meow. My father said that although the strange-faced tribe is ferocious and violent, they are still very loyal meows. I have not formed a deadly feud with them, meow."
Pig Chop habitually wanted to scratch his ears, but found that the ears were covered with bandages, so he had to put down his paws, "Besides, with this injury, it shouldn't be able to cause trouble before the defense war is over, meow."
"Well, it's your prey, you decide."
Agaxi smiled and put away the insect stick and walked towards the warehouse, "What kind of bombs are you going to move? I'll move them out first."
"The biggest kind of cat!"
"Understood." Agaxi waved his hand.
Yin Fulin adjusted the bandage for Pig Chop so that its ears popped out from the gap, and then walked towards the warehouse. "If you want to do anything, hurry up. It won't be long before Lao Shanlong will pass by the land bridge."
Pig Chop nodded his little head and came to the King of the Strange Face Clan.
The Qimian tribe living in the wild cannot understand human language, so it doesn't know what Pig Chop said to the two humans.
It was too seriously injured and lost too much blood. It was unable to move and could only stare at the former.
Pig Chop thought for a while, took out a bottle of recovery medicine, opened the cap and took a sip of it himself, then placed the medicine bottle next to the King of the Qimian Clan.
After doing this, it caught up with the two female hunters who were holding giant bomb barrels and trotting out of the warehouse.
Just after running a few steps, Pork Chop thought of something again.
It turned around and bared its teeth. It didn't care whether the King of the Strange Face Clan understood or not, and said viciously: "Don't steal anything again, meow! If you do it next time, meow, I'll scratch you to death!"
The King of the Strange Face Clan, who was lying in a pool of blood, was obviously still unconscious.
It looked at Pig Chop's retreating figure, and then at the medicine bottle at hand.
Although it didn't know what it was, its instinct told it that this thing could save its life.
Supported by a strong desire to survive, the King of the Strange Face Clan slowly got up and reached for the bottle of recovery medicine.
