Chapter 341: Confrontation

"I only have one request. If you can satisfy me. I promise to let him go."
Faced with the question of the middle-aged man, Feng Yun did not obscure and seemed very simple.
"any request?"
"Very simple. You all evacuate from here."
"How can I trust you?"
"You can choose not to believe it. But my time is very limited and I don't want to waste it. I will give you ten counts of time to consider, after that, at your own risk."
Feng Yun took out a short knife from his arms and lay it across the neck of the black crow king's son.
"You dare to threaten me, do you know who I am?"
The middle-aged man's face became more gloomy, and his eyes shot anger, as if a tiger was ignored by a little rabbit and became angry.
"I really don't know who you are, and I don't want to know. I just want to know if you can agree to my request."
Feng Yun stared at the middle-aged man's eyes and waited for his answer. In fact, it was not only him at the scene, but everyone on both sides of the enemy was looking at him.
Among these people, the one who was particularly nervous was the warrior of the Baicao tribe. Without him, his answer was too important to them.
Although they resisted the fierce enemy attack, they knew their own situation.
They are almost reaching their limits.
The enemy's strength is not a little bit stronger than them. If they hadn't had a retreat and gritted their teeth, they might have lost.
If Fengyun could use the Black Crow King's son to threaten success and let the middle-aged people take someone out, it would definitely be their dream.
"What if I don't agree?"
The words of the middle-aged man made everyone's heart twitch.
The faces of the fighters of the Black Crow Tribe began to look ugly.
They know the temper of the Black Crow King very well. If they watched his son being killed, they did not take any rescue action, or even their improper actions caused his death. I will never let them go.
Even though it seemed that they shouldn't be responsible this time, they still couldn't let go of their hearts, and the Black Crow King wouldn't reason with them when he was furious.
"Ten, nine, eight, seven, six..."
Feng Yun did not answer the middle-aged man's question head-on, but began to report the count directly. When he counted to six, the knife in his hand began to move, approaching the neck of the Black Crow King's son.
Seeing this, the hearts of everyone on the scene couldn't help but grabbed. They all had a hunch that the moment related to their fate would soon be known.
"...Five, four, three..."
When he counted to three, the blade of the short knife in Fengyun's hand had already touched the neck of the Black Crow King's son, and there was no intention to stop.
"……two……"
When Er vomited out of his mouth, the blade had already cut through his skin.
Everyone at the scene focused their eyes on the blade, and they all realized that the threat of Fengyun was definitely not just talking.
If the middle-aged person cannot meet his requirements, he will really kill the Black Crow King's son.
The black crow king's son widened his eyes and looked at the middle-aged man, his eyes full of pleading.
Although he couldn't move because his neck was pierced by a crossbow arrow, he couldn't see the specific situation of the knife in Fengyun's hand, but the chill and tingling from his neck accurately told him that if no one stopped Fengyun, he would soon Hung up.
Although through the violence, he knew that his current injury was very serious, and if he pulled off the crossbow bolt from his neck, he might die directly, but this did not mean that he would have given up his hope of life. In fact, he was at this time. Cherish life more than ever.
"stop!"
At the last moment, the middle-aged man finally responded and called a stop.
Everyone couldn't help but breathe a long sigh of relief and felt fatigued. They even had a feeling that in the short period of just a few breaths, they consumed more energy than they did before. More fierce fighting.
It was too thrilling.
The middle-aged man's call to stop appeared almost at the same time as Feng Yun's mouth.
If Feng Yun's reaction speed is not fast enough to stop the knife in time, or if his hand shakes a bit, the situation can't be resolved.
Everyone on the scene knew that Fengyun knife cut the position of the black crow king's son's neck, where the great blood vessels were located. As long as his knife moved forward a little bit, it would be cut open.
As a result, blood spurted out of his neck, and within a short period of time, he lost blood and died.
If he really died.
The scene will immediately evolve into a fierce and unending battle.
If the son is dead, the Black Crow King will definitely be held accountable, so in order to reduce his anger, the fighters of the Black Crow tribe will definitely attack the Baicao tribe frantically, and the Baicao tribe is unlikely to surrender. As a result, only the fight to the end will be the result.
"You promised my request?"
Feng Yun looked at the middle-aged man, but the knife in his hand didn't mean to move from the neck of the black crow king's son.
People's eyes were involuntarily focused on his hand holding the knife, all worried that it would kill the Black Crow King's son if it shivered.
The middle-aged man's eyes stayed on Feng Yun's hands for a while, but he finally moved away to look at Feng Yun's eyes.
"I can agree to your request."
Hearing him say this, everyone on the scene felt their bodies loose, as if an invisible heavy object had moved away from their hearts.
Among them, the most obvious ones are hundreds of warriors from the grass tribe, some of them even have an illusion that they are about to fly.
But in the next second, everyone's hearts were all lifted up again.
The middle-aged man did not speak.
He paused for a while, and then said: "But you must also promise me a condition. If you don't agree to this condition, we will just break up and fight to death."
"What conditions?"
Feng Yun frowned and looked a little dissatisfied.
"The Seven Prince’s injuries are very serious, as everyone can see. Therefore, it is okay to ask me to take someone away, but you must ensure that the Seven Prince’s injuries will not continue to worsen and receive medical treatment."
"What do you mean?"
Feng Yun seemed to realize something, his eyes suddenly became sharp.
"What I mean is obvious. If you want me to take someone away, you must let Mu Qiuxia follow and let her take care of the Seven Prince."
"Don't you think your request is too much? Believe it or not, I will kill your Seventh Prince now?"
The expression on Feng Yun's face became gloomy, and at the same time, the hand holding the short knife also showed signs of exerting force.
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