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Lang Yan didn't even have time to think before jumping down and throwing the little guy who was on his shoulder into the air. Then, he angrily shouted, "Little San! Stop that skinny guy and leave him alive for big bro. Remember not to use your stone club! "

The little fellow who shared a mental connection with him could feel that Lang Yan was already on the verge of exploding into an emotional outburst. As it replied with a creak, its wings rapidly flapped in the wind and snow, and it flew towards its target like a gray bat.

Lang Yan kicked off from the ground with both feet. Endless wind elements surrounded his body and carried him over the ground. He didn't use any flying. With his current magic cultivation, his Wind Rider wasn't as fast as his full speed.

At this moment, his mind was completely focused on the two figures that were a thousand feet away from him. The meagre amount of elemental energy that he had not cultivated ever since he left the Wasteland was combined with his tyrannical physical body's unparalleled explosive force, causing him to create a crater with each step he took. As he pushed himself to the limit, plumes of flying snow and crashing sounds rang in the air! "Bam!" The continuous sound made him imitate a human-shaped savage beast and charge straight toward the pillar.

However, one of the two guards who were originally watching behind Quan Qing had also joined the fray, a snake spear imbued with Qi at the peak of Qi Condensation was no weaker than him, and in addition to Quan Qing, a 2v1 fight had caused his advantage to be completely lost.

The bear beside him was also bitten by the two-headed hound. It was wounded all over and was struggling to survive. From time to time, he had to split his attention to help, so even he himself was at a disadvantage.

Both sides paused for a moment, thinking that the other side had come to help. Without waiting for Lang Dazhi to open his mouth, Quan Qing swung his coiling dragon staff and left the battle formation, being tightly entangled by the guard holding the snake spear. Lang Dazhi raised his stick, pointed it at the figure who was rushing towards him with a shocking momentum, and shouted angrily, "Brothers of the canine tooth division, block him for me!"

Hearing this, Big Wolf was startled and didn't say anything more. Since Quan Qing had such a reaction, then even if he wasn't one of them, he was still the enemy of the other. Naturally, this was an advantage for Wolf Mountain Tribe.

In less than a stick of incense's time, seven or eight of the original twenty clansmen of the Wolf Mountain Tribe had been seriously injured and were unable to fight anymore, which made the people of the Wolf Fang Clan even more relieved. At this time, with the loud shout of Qing Man, over ten cyan cyan cyan cyan cyan tooth clansmen rushed out and rushed towards that thin silhouette.

On the other side, the skinny man from the canine department had already arrived in front of the pillar once again. He put away the short spear in his left hand and circulated his elemental energy to grab at the pillar's shoulders one by one. The pillar repeated the same technique and punched the skinny man's left arm in a circle, but this time, the skinny man's arm that had been infused with elemental energy did not stop at all.

The skinny man laughed out loud and said, "Do you think I'll fall for it a second time? How could a little kid that hadn't reached the Na Yuan level possibly … "Before he could finish speaking, he heard several clansmen yell at the same time," Be careful! "At the same time, he sensed that the snowstorm on his left suddenly became fierce. Furthermore, it had changed its direction and was blowing straight towards him.

The thin man no longer cared about the little child in front of him. He quickly took two steps back, turned around and looked to his left, only to see snowflakes dancing wildly in the sky, accompanied by the whistling sound of astral winds. The wind was so strong that the thin man could barely open his eyes. With a muffled sound, something struck his arms, and it didn't stop squeezing his arms as it struck his chest. The bones in his body suddenly cracked, cracking and cracking; it was unknown how many ribs were broken.

His body flew up uncontrollably, drawing a beautiful curve in the snowstorm with the eye of a pillar. While spitting out large mouthfuls of blood, he fell heavily on the snowy ground thirty feet away. His vision immediately turned black, and he fainted with great pain all over his body.

The one who was able to reach the pillar at the critical moment was naturally the little guy. When it spread its wings at full speed, it was truly lightning fast. To it, a distance of three hundred meters was like flapping a few wings.

Being hit by it at such a high speed was the same as being hit by a huge iron hammer. If Lang Yan hadn't said that he would let him live, this attack would have taken his life.

The little guy glanced at the unconscious skinny man in disdain, then turned around and curiously looked at the pillar. It knew that the reason why its boss wanted to stop the skinny man was because of this small and thin boy, so after looking at him for a while, it couldn't see anything special about this silly boy.

Shi Mu was shocked by the lightning bolt in front of him. No matter if it was the skinny man who was originally unstoppable in his eyes that was easily knocked away, or the one who started it all, this little monkey with gray fur made his already dull mind even more confused. He could only stare blankly at the cute little monkey that was not even as tall as his knee standing in the snow.

Seeing that the little monkey was about to leave, the pillar recovered and took a few steps forward. It said clumsily, "Thank you …" Thank you... "Thank you!" The little fellow stared blankly, and then retracted its thin wings, turning around to look at him.

The non-expressive pillar was somewhat nervous as he faced his new target. He kept wiping his hands on his body and tried to open his mouth to say, "Thank you for helping me …" I... I've never seen anyone like you... Someone as powerful as you... Small... "Little monkey …"

Hearing that, the little guy immediately beamed with joy. With a series of squeaks, he stuck out his chest, raised his fists, and displayed his signature posture. In his heart, he had a favorable impression of this silly looking boy.

Suddenly, it sniffed the nearby pillar a few steps away, snuffing its way to the pillar suspiciously. It went up to his shoulder and sniffed around his neck; the pillar did not dodge, and he could feel that this fierce little monkey had no ill intentions towards him, only that his neck was a little itchy from smelling it, causing the pillar to involuntarily twist its neck and giggle.

The little guy's doubt was that his mystical senses sensed a faint familiar aura on the pillar, which confused him. The boy was clearly unfamiliar, he had never seen him before, but this aura, although faint, could not deceive him, it was familiarity. This caused him to tilt his head to recall with all his might, 'Where did this familiarity come from?'

When the first person was still a few dozen feet away from him, he had already raised the long-handled axe in his hand and chopped down at a very fast speed on both sides. When the axe was raised, they were still fifty meters away from each other, and when the axe came down, it had already reached the top of Lang Yan's head, and was about to hack him into two halves from head to toe.

Without dodging or dodging, his right foot stomped heavily on the ground, and a powerful force that was as strong as a rock, burst out from the bottom of Lang Yan's feet, creating a snowflake that was the biggest since he started running, and his body instantly sped up. The axe blade that was originally aimed at the back of Lang Yan's head immediately brushed past the back of his head, and just like that, Lang Yan rolled up a large amount of snow behind him.

Like a copy of the skinny man, this canine toothed warrior's body was thrown high into the air like a piece of paper, and blood spurted out crazily from his wounds. Like a copy of the skinny man, this canine toothed man's body was thrown high like a piece of paper, and spurted out like a stream of blood.

In the eyes of Big Wolf, Big Green and the rest of the people who saw this scene, they only saw the thin figure collide into the first canine tribe member with a bang, and then a collision without the slightest pause …

After thirteen consecutive muffled sounds and more than ten human silhouettes drawing a messy arc in the air, everyone realized with astonishment that the fourteen clansmen who had gone up to intercept the uninvited guest had all been knocked far away into the snow in the span of two to three breaths. Not a single person had been able to stand back up after that long period of time.