And among those at the scene, no one could see clearly what happened. The only thing that could be seen was that the tall battle spirit totem of the strong warrior of the Blood Wolf Tribe dissipated in an instant, and was erected around the duel venue.

The heavy steel tower shield defense line that was inserted into the ground and connected with a triangular wooden frame was completely collapsed on a defense line more than 20 meters long. Some steel tower shields even became torn apart. Just now,

Most of the loud noise was the sound of these heavy steel tower shields exploding.

Because it all happened too fast. Faster than anyone imagined. In less than a second, everything was over. For many people, this time was just a blink of an eyelid, and when they opened it again

, everything changed.

Because they were too shocked, and many people with slightly lower strength didn't even know what was happening, there was a dead silence in this most lively scene.

"What's going on? Why didn't that strong warrior of the Blood Wolf tribe move? Also, what happened to those heavy tower shields that can withstand the impact of heavy cavalry? Was there thunder just now?" Among the onlookers, a guy just felt

He was stepped on by the person next to him, and he just lowered his head. When he raised it again, everything was over. Everyone looked at the scene motionless as if they had been cast on a body-holding technique.

The guy next to him who heard his question just opened his mouth, stared at the duel field stupidly, and completely turned a deaf ear to his question.

At this moment, loud and trembling footsteps began to sound. Groups of Wild Bear Tribe warriors, holding torches and weapons, led by officers, rushed towards us from all directions like a tide.

Came over.

"It's okay here... let them go back!" Gang Gula's voice sounded. The voice that had been calm and composed from the beginning of the dinner to now also had some inexplicable hoarseness and a slight tremor at this time.

The loud and trembling footsteps were heard, and amid the shouts and orders of a group of officers, those voices slowly left here again.

After letting the soldiers come back, Gangula wanted to say something more, but at this time, looking at the scene that seemed to be frozen, he felt that his throat was a little dry, and he felt like he wanted to say something but couldn't.

Feel.

Gangula didn't notice that at this time, Roslav and Wajid from the Ice Bear Tribe, who had been sitting next to him, had stood up at some point. The expressions of these two masters had a strange look on their faces at this time.

There was an abnormal flush, the thick blood vessels on his hands and neck were pulsing, and his nose was abnormally dilated, as if he was about to fall into madness.

No one could say anything at this time. Everyone was looking at the duel, asking themselves over and over again, was what they just saw an illusion?

…

The strong warrior of the Blood Wolf Tribe stood more than twenty meters away from Zhang Tie. He lowered his head and looked at the huge and flat blood hole on his chest. He wondered why he hadn't died immediately, and his eyes were full of confusion.

And doubt, at this time, he didn't even feel any pain, he only felt a weakness from the inside out, which was getting stronger every second, invading all his senses and the strong vitality of the strong warrior.

"What...what is this?" He looked at the calm-faced young man standing twenty meters away from him and asked weakly.

"Flying Spear!" Zhang Tie said calmly, "I don't want to kill you, but you shouldn't have to sacrifice your life for that bastard!"

"Flying spear..." the strong warrior of the Blood Wolf Tribe muttered again, seeming to understand something all of a sudden. In front of such flying spears, the so-called strong warriors have absolutely nothing to do with the low-level beasts in the ice and snow wasteland.

The difference is that the so-called powerful is just a spear. A bright light began to appear on the face of the strong warrior. He looked at Zhang Tie, looked at Zhang Tie, and said with the last strength of his life, "I...

…He is a member of the Blood Wolf Tribe, Grodjeko…cannot represent…the entire…Blood Wolf Tribe!”

"I have no hatred against the Blood Wolf Tribe. I just want that guy's head!"

Hearing Zhang Tie's assurance, a smile appeared on the strong warrior's face, and then he fell to the sky.

Looking at the dead strong warrior, Zhang Tie let out a long sigh, then picked up an epee from his side and then picked up a flying spear. He walked directly towards Grodjeko on the sidelines.

Seeing the flying spear in Zhang Tie's hand and his approaching figure, the guards around Gangula immediately formed a line of defense in front of Gangula with their own flesh and blood and the shields in their hands.

"Go away, don't block my sight. Do you think your body is stronger than the heavy steel tower shield..." Gangula was furious, his eyes were shining, and he suddenly showed the nature of a mad dog. Several people in the way were blocked.

The guard in front of him was kicked out unceremoniously by him.

The guards around Gang Gula had no choice but to flash past. But they all looked at the flying spear in Zhang Tie's hand and did not dare to take a breath.

Gang Gula looked at Zhang Tie, but Zhang Tie didn't look at him, but looked at Grodjeko.

Grodjeko was like a salted fish that had been exposed to the sun for several days. Looking at Zhang Tie walking towards him, it became difficult to breathe. And the people around him, when they saw Zhang Tie walking towards this side,

, everyone ran away quickly, and there was no one within ten meters of Grodjeko in an instant.

Grodjeko also wanted to run, but at this moment, just looking at the flying spear in Zhang Tie's hand, he felt that his legs were as heavy as lead.

Zhang Tie came to him and looked at him with narrowed eyes...

Grodjeko opened his mouth. "I am from the Blood Wolf Tribe..."

Zhang Tie swung his heavy sword, and Grodjeko's head flew up. The blood from his neck sprayed more than one meter high, covering Zhang Tie's head and face.

Zhang Tie dropped the flying spear and heavy sword in his hand, reached out and grabbed Grodjeko's head, wiped the blood from his face, took the head and came to Aurora, and threw the head away

on the ground in front of Aurora.

Zhang Tie was about to say something, but found that Aurora's eyes were filled with tears at this moment. Because she was wearing a mask, Aurora's tears flowed down her face and dripped down her delicate chin.

"Stop crying, as your private property and that... prisoner, I should be angry for you!" Zhang Tie smiled.

"You...have been lying to me!"

Zhang Tie knew what kind of deception Aurora was referring to. With such ability, he would not have any problem even if he was hit by a bone-blasting needle and bloodbathed the Gray Eagle tribe. However, he had always hidden his ability.

"I think the misunderstanding between us will be solved sooner or later, and this ordeal is nothing to me. Didn't you kill me that night? For such a small thing, let me use a flying spear to hit you

I really can't open a blood hole in my body!" Zhang Tie said frankly. After saying this, he added a superfluous sentence that he heard from Tang De and was said to have been popular since before the catastrophe.

A woman’s ridiculous joke, “If I hit you, it will hurt my heart!”

Aurora's body trembled, she looked at him, said nothing, turned around and left...

Zhang Tie scratched his head inexplicably...

Seton chuckled and gave Zhang Tie a thumbs-up gesture. When Sarun next to Seton saw Zhang Tie's eyes looking towards him, the smile on his face looked as if he was about to cry.

Comes out the same.

…

"Okay, the death game is over, let's go back to the camp and continue eating!" Gang Gula's voice continued to sound neither salty nor bland.

Zhang Tie turned his head and saw Gang Gula, who was nicknamed Mad Dog, smiling brightly at him. At this moment, wherever he looked, there was a sincere smile showing at least eight teeth.

…
Chapter completed!