However, if Panhu is so easy to deal with, he can become the master of a country.
That was the leader of a country in the ancient barbaric period!
It’s a time when great gods are everywhere and immortals are inferior to dogs!
Panhu laughed ferociously and burst out of the soil like a cannonball.
He raised his fist and punched it to the head.
"The Untaught Body is indeed powerful, but it's not enough in front of me!"
Fortunately, the evil cocoon at this time has been strengthened by Fan Ju and trained into a five-element warrior... It should be four elements. After all, he did not receive the blessing of the God of War Bai Qi.
Even the half-finished Five Elements Warrior has a terrifyingly hard body.
Otherwise, the result of this step is equivalent to jumping on a nail with bare feet...
(For more details, please see Chapter 1039: Revenge in this book)
Even so, the Wicked Cocoon was sent flying by Panhu and fell into the distance like a hill.
Suddenly, he knocked over several of his own clansmen.
Of course, more kobolds were crushed to death...
"Oh Mom, the old dog is so strong, I can't seem to beat him!"
Wicked Cocoon muttered while rubbing his big butt that hurt from the fall.
But even so, he still didn't flinch. He took two strong breaths into the palm of his hand and rushed forward again with the wrought copper stick.
"I, the second warrior of the Kuvine Tribe, 'Cocoon Wusang Ilishtirna', apply to fight again!"
Panhu was anxious to conquer the great shaman, so he was not in the mood to get entangled with a barbarian.
Upon seeing this, he sneered and stabbed the canine-toothed sword into Wicked Cocoon's heart.
If we really get into it this time, let alone the cocoon of wickedness, even the Great Emperor will have to return to his ancestral land to cultivate, and he won't be able to come out in a short time.
At the critical moment, Ghost Buddha Wu Mian finally arrived.
It wasn't that he had been "lazy" and sat on the mountain to watch tigers fight, but that ghosts and Buddhas were also considered evil by the great shaman, so it took him a while to regain his sight...
The ghosts and Buddhas are crazy and don't play their cards according to common sense at all.
The huge Tearing Buddha fell from the sky, covering Panhu and the Wicked Cocoon.
He stabbed Panhu's heart with the poisonous dagger in his hand.
"Jie, Jie, Jie, cocoon, don't blame me for not saving him."
"As long as I can kill this brother, I will be safe. Any sacrifice is worth it!"
"Don't worry, when my brother no longer needs me to protect him, I will sacrifice my life to accompany you!"
In fact, there is no need for ghosts and Buddhas to say these words. I am not afraid of people who are immoral at all.
You didn't see that he didn't dodge himself, but instead shrank his body, dropped the big stick and took the initiative to face Panhu's canine-tooth sword.
Under Panhu's astonished eyes, he hugged him tightly and grinned widely.
Let the big knife pierce his heart.
Every time the energetic heart beats, it trembles with the canine-tooth sword.
The dark golden blood splashed, so hot and heavy.
So much so that it makes a slight crashing sound when it falls on the snow.
"Hahaha, bald brother, don't hesitate, stab me and the old dog too!"
"The Lord of Inufeng and I can exchange one life for another, and we will take advantage of it!"
"It's better for me to die alone than for everyone to die. The old dog is too powerful..."
Giant Cocoon's generous gesture of dying made Gui Buddha hesitate.
The goodness in his heart was awakened again at this moment.
He just pressed the poisonous dagger against Panhu's chest to prevent him from moving. Subconsciously asking the giant cocoon word by word: "Why, what, what?!"
Hidden table in the book:
The reason why the giant cocoon is like this is not because it is not afraid of death or feels that it cannot die.
But before setting off, the clan elder told them.
This battle can only be fought to the death. Even if all the adult men in the clan die, we must do our best to kill Panhu!
That's right, the clan elders sacrificed their entire clan in order to get the Supreme People to recognize their clan.
The only people left at home were the old, weak, women and children with tears in their eyes and eagerly looking forward to their safe return.
Wait, not even the old or the weak, because they all came together.
Fan can still take up arms. All the people who can walk on their own are here.
Even women who pretended to be more came along!
All that's left are the children...
This is a battle where you either win or everyone dies, there is no third option!
Everything is for the recognition of Zhiren's lineage and for the future of the tribe.
After all, with the protection of Zhiren's lineage, the Kuteng tribe will have a huge backer from now on.
The perfect person will never be extinguished, and the bitter vine will never be extinguished.
The best person will naturally take care of the remaining children in the family as they grow up.
They no longer have to be bullied by God Qiong and the like, and can fly across the vast land without any worries.
The prerequisite for obtaining all the above is to have enough merit.
Or sacrifice enough to bring the race to the brink of annihilation, or to move the Supreme Emperor!
This is the way to survive, this is the sorrow of small ethnic groups...
