Chapter 143: Black skinny

After killing everyone, Feng Yun didn't deal with their bodies, but scattered them on the ground.
A very important reason for his purpose of killing them was to anger the target. He could not achieve his purpose by disposing of the body.
Fengyun walked towards the target's stronghold, but when he walked past the senior totem warrior, he stopped and looked at him.
His eyes were frozen, but he still maintained a standing posture, as if he had become a statue.
He reached for the bone knife in his hand.
He has already seen that this bone knife should be polished with high-level brutal beast bones. The quality is quite good. There may be fierce battles in the future. With it, his strength can be better displayed.
He smoked, but couldn't take it off.
Although the senior totem warrior is dead, his fingers still cling to the hilt.
Feng Yun frowned and tapped the tip of the knife he held on the arm of the senior totem warrior.
He immediately let go of his fingers grasping the handle of the knife, and the knife fell down and was caught by Fengyun's probing hand.
He used the tip of the knife to stimulate some special points on the opponent's arm, letting his tight muscles relax.
This is a little trick of Professor Bao. By hitting a special part of the enemy, the gathered strength of the enemy can be removed.
This is a technique for dealing with enemies whose strength is greater than one's own.
Fengyun has tried it with many people, and the effect is quite good.
Feng Yun couldn't help but sigh. Primitive people are not all ignorant and backward. In some things, they know more than him.
After getting the saber of the senior totem warrior, Fengyun squeezed it and waved it a few times, which was pretty smooth.
Feng Yun threw away the bone knives he had obtained before, carrying the newly obtained knives, and hurried to the crow's nest.
He was still some distance from the crow's nest, which caused a commotion.
Some of the fighters of the Black Crow Tribe who were responsible for defending the Crow's Nest immediately went out of their sheaths, their arrows were wound, and their faces were guarded, their eyes fixed on him, unblinking, and they looked very nervous.
"I want to see your master, let him get out and meet him immediately."
Fengyun stopped about a hundred feet away from the crow's nest and shouted inside.
Of course he knew that there was no target in the Crow's Nest, but he needed to create an illusion to make them believe that he did not know the whereabouts of their master.
"How honorable is the little master's identity? Is it what you want to see? If you know, surrender immediately. I can make you die a little faster, otherwise I will let the little master send you to feed the crow."
"Huh? Who is it? You are not brave enough."
A trace of surprise appeared in Feng Yun's eyes, and he felt that something was wrong.
The last time he left the destination stronghold, he still vividly remembered them. They were all afraid of being killed by him, and he did not dare to offend him in any way.
"How can anyone dare to talk to me like this now? Could it be that the Black Crow Tribe is here?"
Feng Yun thought of a possibility and looked in the direction where the sound passed.
He found that the person who was calling was a thin and tall middle-aged man with very dark skin, as if he had been stained with ink.
"The Black Crow Tribe is really here?"
He hadn't seen the speaker.
His physical features are so obvious that when he came to the target stronghold last time, he couldn't remember him if he was there.
"What if the Black Crow Tribe is here? My goal is to divert the target's attention and help the Baicao Tribe to break the siege, not to fight with the Black Crow Tribe."
Feng Yun quickly calmed down.
He was not too surprised that the members of the Black Crow Tribe appeared at the target stronghold.
Last time, although he killed a group of people who sought help from the Black Crow Tribe, he left later. If the stronghold sends people to the Black Crow Tribe, no one will stop them.
"That's not right. The time is not right."
Just when Fengyun used the thin black man who was calling to him as a rescue soldier from the Black Crow Tribe, he suddenly realized a problem.
The target's stronghold is quite far away from the black crow tribe's residence.
Even if the stronghold sent out a group of people to ask for help after he left, it should still be on the way at this time, how could there be a black crow tribe appearing in the stronghold.
"Coincidentally, someone from the Black Crow Tribe is coming to the target's stronghold and caught up?"
Feng Yun thought of another possibility, but he quickly shook his head and stopped thinking about it.
No matter what his situation is, he only needs to be able to complete the task assigned by the witch of the Baicao tribe.
Of course, he must acquire the two treasures he knew from the middle-aged population.
After he figured it out, he decided to stop struggling, and began to follow the downplay as planned, and said angrily: "I don't care what your master is. Let him come out to see me immediately, otherwise I will burn him immediately. Old nest."
"Burned the crow's nest? What a big tone. Last time I was away, I let you go away. This time you are not so lucky. Take your life."
Hearing Fengyun's words, the thin black man became furious, carrying a spear and rushing towards Fengyun.
"It turns out that the goal is very important to his lair."
At this time Fengyun changed his view of the goal.
Before, he thought he was too arrogant.
Even if he is the son of the Black Crow King, most people don't dare to provoke him, but after all, the stronghold is his lair, and it is definitely a very stupid behavior not to leave enough strength to guard him.
After listening to the words of Hei Shou, he realized that the target did leave a stronger defensive force in the stronghold, but his luck was better. When he came last time, the strongest was not there.
This thin black man is an advanced totem warrior, and judging from his aura, he should be stronger than the advanced totem warrior he just killed.
A senior totem warrior led a group of official totem warriors with more than two hundred people, and it was already considered a powerful force.
Hei Shou rushed in front of Feng Yun, raised his spear, and pierced his chest.
when!
Feng Yun erected the bone knife in his hand and blocked the tip of the spear with the blade.
"Why is Raven's knife in your hand?"
Feng Yun used the knife to block his attack, and the black thin man's gaze naturally fell on the knife. When he saw the knife clearly, his eyes widened.
"Damn? Damn guy dare to swear?"
Feng Yun's eyes showed anger, but when he noticed that the black thin man was staring at the knife in his hand, he realized that he had misunderstood.
Rade should be the name of the senior totem warrior who was killed by him.
"What do you mean?"
"You killed him?"
"You guessed it all? It's amazing."
Feng Yun let out an admiration, but his tone was full of mockery.
"Who are you? Do you know the consequences of killing the crow? He was sent by the king to protect the young master. You kill him, the king will not let you go. He will definitely feed you to the crow , So you can't survive..."
"Shut up. I'm not here to listen to your nonsense. Quickly let your master get out."
Feng Yun interrupted the black thin man.
He had heard these words more than once, and he was tired.
"If you want to see the little master, you can, as long as you can defeat me, otherwise you will wait for the king's punishment..."
He didn't continue speaking, Feng Yun got close, and it was his turn to chop his neck, cutting off the words below him.
You have a knife, I have a spear, you hit me, I will give you back...
Feng Yun and Hei Tianzi fought together, faster and faster.
Gradually, their figures began to blur, and in the end there were only two shadows whose outlines could not be seen clearly, sometimes colliding together, sometimes separating, and then colliding together again.
In order not to expose his true strength, Feng Yun chose restraint and kept his strength at a level slightly stronger than the opponent.
In this case, he cannot win too quickly.
But he is not too anxious now.
He is quite confident in his series of actions.
The goal is to have a great lust, and this time he should also come back to take a look at the situation of the old nest.
"It should be almost done."
After about ten minutes, Feng Yun felt that it was time to end the battle.
Facing the spear that Hei Shou Zi stabbed at his throat, Feng Yun blocked it with a knife and knocked it outward.
Hei Tianzi didn't care, Fengyun had done the same action no less than ten times.
However, when Fengyun's knife touched the spear in his hand, he immediately realized that something was wrong.
A strange force was emitted from Feng Yun's knife, and it was transmitted along the handle of the spear, quickly approaching his hand.
"not good."
The black thin man's heart suddenly twitched, and the intuition he had developed from countless fights alerted him, and he subconsciously wanted to release his spear.
His instinct told him that loosening the spear would reduce his strength and his situation would become dangerous, but without loosening the spear, letting the weird force from the wind and cloud touch his body would be even more dangerous.
His reaction was not unpleasant, but he was still caught.
His fingers were free from the spear, but the spear was controlled by Fengyun and hit his forearm.
And the moment the spear touched his arm, the fearful force from Fengyun entered his body and spread throughout his body at a speed beyond his imagination.
Feng Yun took a step forward and came to Hei Shouzi's face, the blade was horizontal, and the tip of the blade was pointed towards his throat.
The thin black man tried to dodge backwards, but his body moved much slower.
After the force of the wind and cloud invaded his body, although the strength was not too great, it had a shock effect, numbing his body.
Although the duration of the paralysis is very short, it is a matter of life and death.
The tip of the knife passed the black thin man's neck.
At this time, the force that Feng Yun had invaded his body also disappeared, but he could only reach out and cover his neck.
Feng Yun didn't even look at him, walked around his body and walked towards the stronghold.
The soldiers who were in charge of guarding the stronghold were shocked, and they raised their bows to aim at him.
In the next instant, arrows fell like rain, and it was torrential rain, and the soldiers guarding the stronghold shot arrows at the fastest speed in their lives.
While shooting arrows, while shouting, it seemed that they shot not only arrows, but also the fear in their hearts.
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