For a time, the entire exchange ceremony turned to one side.
Everyone present revealed their identities and became friends of Yang Cheng. They were filled with indignation and rolled up their sleeves to take action against the Black Snake Tribe.
Snakehead is indeed a fifth-grade totem warrior. Faced with so many enemies all of a sudden, he didn't panic at all.
"Why do you also want to go against my Black Snake Tribe?"
The snakehead snorted coldly and scanned the crowd with his triangular eyes: "Only you guys, aren't you worried about being seriously injured if my stick falls down?"
Looking at the cold nail stick in the snake head's hand, the crowd's noisy and accusing voices gradually became lower.
You look at me, I look at you.
Primitive man is not particularly stupid.
Although there are more people and strength, the nail stick in the snakehead's hand is obvious, and anyone who touches it will either die or be injured.
Although Yang Cheng and the others are friends, after all, the tribe still comes first. They can do without friends, but without the totem warriors, the tribe will decline!
"Huh, what a bunch of trash!"
The snake head glanced at everyone, his eyes full of contempt, and then turned around, wanting to say something to Yang Cheng.
at this time.
"Hey, who's bullying my friend?"
A muffled voice came from behind the crowd.
Everyone turned around and saw a fifth-grade totem warrior with two horns on his head and a big wooden stick on his shoulders.
Yang Cheng discovered that the weapons of primitive people were only sticks and spears, and there were almost no sharp weapons like knives.
Also, before the emergence of bronzes, spears and sticks were the best things to make, and they were also the most lethal.
The person who came was none other than Tieniu, who "confessed" to Yang Cheng a few days ago. Behind him were two sixth-grade totem warriors.
As soon as the Tieniu trio arrived, everyone felt their auras and immediately moved out of the way.
After the three people walked in from the crowd, they stared blankly at the many pottery pots placed on the big rocks, and were immediately attracted by them.
"Iron Horn tribe?"
The snake head glanced at the three iron cows and frowned.
The Iron Horn Tribe is a new large tribe with more than 400 people in the tribe.
Among them are two fifth-grade totem warriors, more than ten sixth-grade totem warriors, thirty or forty seventh- and eighth-grade totem warriors, and almost hundreds of ninth-grade totem warriors.
The Black Snake Tribe had dealt with them before and attacked the Iron Horn Tribe's tribesmen in the wilderness. However, before they could take action, they were defeated by the totem warriors from the Iron Horn Tribe and lost several totem warriors.
Therefore, the Black Snake Tribe has always been afraid of the Iron Horn Tribe.
Now it seems that the Iron Horn tribe and the Black Monkey tribe are also friends? !
Is this strange?
When did the Black Monkey Tribe have so many friends?
This question not only arose in Snakehead's mind, Hua Xuan was also confused at this time. Did all the tribes present on the ninth floor say that he was Yang Cheng's friend?
This is wrong!
It doesn’t matter if others don’t know, the Vine Tribe has always been worthy of knowing the details of the Qingque Tribe.
Ever since the Qingque Tribe escaped from their ancestral land, the Vine Tribe has been dealing with the Qingque Tribe. What is absolutely certain is that this is definitely the first time the Qingque Tribe has participated in the exchange ceremony. The witch bone was exchanged from their Vine Tribe. Of!
Could it be the Black Monkey Tribe, who have so many friends themselves?
That’s not right either!
The Black Monkey Tribe is an evil tribe. How come so many tribes are friends with it? Are they not afraid of being bullied?
Hua Xuan's cute little head was tilted and she was thinking, not sure what happened or the situation.
Yang Cheng didn't have so many ideas.
Tieniu's arrival made him let go of his last worry.
Everyone is here, it’s time to get started!
Seeing the snake head frowning and thinking about something, Yang Cheng directly prepared to launch a sneak attack on him without any moral ethics.
He quietly gestured to Hongya behind him.
Hongya understood and nodded to each other with the people next to him.
At this time, Tieniu finally came to his senses. He removed his hard eyes from the pot, touched his head and smiled at Yang Chenghan: "Hey, friend, is the fragrance just now caused by these things?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Cheng looked aggrieved and said, "Yes, I originally wanted to follow Grandma Earth's wishes and distribute the pots to everyone, but the people of the Black Snake Tribe are too bullying and want to Everything was taken away..."
"is that so?"
Tieniu looked at the people in the Black Snake Tribe, glanced at them, and focused on the head of the snake with the strongest strength.
Faced with Tieniu's inquiry, Snakehead put away his disdain and said attentively: "It was the Black Monkey Tribe who beat our people first. What's wrong with us coming to take their things, but since these things were given by Grandmother Earth..."
The people of the Black Snake Tribe all have the same style of doing things. Like poisonous snakes, they will take the initiative when they are sure. When the situation is not right, they will retreat into their holes and wait for the next opportunity to take action again.
The snake head, like the previous snake cultivators, saw that the situation was not right, so he wanted to surrender first and wait until he retreated from the crowd.
However, the words are not finished yet.
Yang Cheng suddenly interrupted: "Everyone has heard it, he just wants to steal the artifact given to us by Grandmother Earth. What are you waiting for? Fight me!"
Hongya, who had been prepared for a long time, immediately rioted with the other three totem warriors after hearing Yang Cheng's order, and suddenly pulled something out of the animal skin bag.
"Drink!"
The four Hongya people shouted and covered the snake head with this thing!
The snake head was suddenly attacked, and he threw the nail stick behind him without thinking, trying to repel Hongya and the others.
However, the nail stick cannot move as soon as it leaves Wei Wei's body.
Something that seemed to be made of vines blocked the attack of the nail stick, so that the attack distance of the nail stick was only slightly away from the body. This distance made it impossible for the nail stick to exert its power at all.
Moreover, the thing made of this vine is still shrinking the space, trying to bind the snake head's hands and feet.
How can this work?
The snakehead used his other free hand to tear the vines without thinking, but the scene of tearing these vines apart suddenly did not happen. He only tore one vine. No matter how many vines he had, it would be difficult to tear them apart again. open.
Everyone present was stunned.
They watched as Hongya and the others made a sudden sneak attack and put something made of vines on the snake head. The snake head struggled immediately, but could not tear the thing made of vines until it fell to the ground.
Before the people from the "Black Monkey Tribe" could stop, another thing made of vines was wrapped around the snake head.
"Why are you still standing there?! Come and save me!"
The snakehead, trapped in the net and struggling continuously, roared angrily.
Everyone present woke up as if from a dream, and then the totem warriors of the Black Snake Tribe had ferocious faces, raised their weapons, and rushed toward Yanhu and Hongya!
