Doomsday Dark Age

Before the peak approached the tribe, dozens of elite warriors suddenly appeared in the snow. These elite warriors were covered with thick metal armor, their heads and faces were hidden in the armor, but they were field warriors most suitable for attacking fortified cities.

"Xian Zhao, why are you back..."

An elite warrior raised his cheeks, revealing his mature and stable cheeks. Before Xian Zhao could answer, Gao Feng's figure suddenly appeared in front of the warrior. He grabbed the warrior's neck and pulled him forward, shouting loudly:

"How many people died there?"

Gao Feng's anxiety caused a big backlash. The armored warriors didn't know Gao Feng's identity, so Gao Feng's actions triggered a counterattack. Sharp spears and long knives fell towards Gao Feng like lightning, without giving Gao Feng a chance to speak.

This is also because not all elite warriors are familiar with Gao Feng's face, and most of the expanded warriors have only seen Gao Feng from a distance.

A mess of weapons fell on Gao Feng's head. Amidst Xian Zhao's horrified roar, the moment these metal weapons landed on Gao Gao's body, they were like deformed ooze, cutting and flowing softly on Gao Gao's body. All the elite warriors who were attacking Gao Feng let go of their weapons, but did not retreat, roaring and rushing towards Gao Feng like crazy beasts.

"Stop it, that's the Great Elder..."

The Great Elder was like a spell with magical power, which made the warriors who did it stiff suddenly. When they really saw Gao Feng's appearance, they all knelt on the ground in unison, expressing their sincerity to Gao Feng.

"I..., I don't know, it hasn't been long since the third elder entered..."

The warrior no longer struggled, and frankly told Gao Feng the latest situation.

Gao Feng will be thrown aside, and he will not greet others, and he will rush forward like a tribe.

"What's going on?" The warrior who was thrown away by Gao Feng asked Xian Zhao strangely while touching his sore neck.

It was a great credit for Xian Zhao to find Gao Feng, so the people around looked at him with a little more respect, but Xian Zhao didn't have time to feel this, leading the team to chase after Gao Feng, and said loudly:

"That's the Great Elder's retinue. The Black Claw Tribe has already been tamed by the Great Elder. Do you need to subdue it again..."

When talking, people have already passed away, leaving behind a bunch of weird-looking guys.

The closer he got to the fence of the tribe, the more anxious Gao Feng felt. It was not because he was afraid of killing people with poles, but because he was afraid that his achievements these days would be destroyed. Looking around, there were footprints everywhere on the snow-white ground, and scattered tools were thrown everywhere. Yes, occasionally you can see the collapsed scaffolding in the water cellar. Although you don't see bright red blood or corpses, Gao Feng's heart is not optimistic.

Just as he was speeding up his charge, he saw a group of people appearing on the fence, hanging the managers who belonged to him to the wooden pole one by one, and the first one in the head was the one he had placed high hopes on.

When he saw the rolling calf for the first time, his mentality suddenly relaxed a lot, because the rolling calf is still alive, as long as it is alive, it will not be irretrievable. In Gao Feng's mind, the value of rolling the calf far exceeds A thousand barren warriors, as long as there is a calf, his goals can be continuously improved.

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Gun Duzi has been frightened into a fool, the water marks on his crotch can be seen from a long distance away, beside Gun Duzi is Fen Yue, as a woman, Fen Yue is not cowardly in front of elite warriors, but howls crazily , with hair scattered on her shoulders and swaying, she has more courage to fight than rolling a calf.

The other two people are a man and a woman, the woman is Fen Yue's sister, that middle-aged woman who seems to have no sense of existence, at this moment limply collapsed on the ground, she can only be dragged by others, the man is Gao Feng called to defend the tribe The words are vague.

Yan Huan is the second elder of the barren tribe. Generally speaking, he is quite a good guy. At this moment, he is quite indifferent, cooperating with people's hands tied up, looking neither humble nor overbearing, but the next moment, his indifferent expression suddenly changed. He was pleasantly surprised because he saw the peak running towards this side.

Not only Yan Huan saw it, but Fen Yue saw it too, and immediately called out loudly, Gun Duzi was still the same as before, like a tied monkey, regardless of whether the peak appeared or not, he would always be like this.

While Fen Yue scolded loudly, the vicious Pole also saw Gao Feng, rubbed his eyes for the first time, then let out a huge roar at the next moment, jumped off the wall with the sharp death scimitar, and rushed towards Gao Feng .

In the astonished eyes of countless people, Gao Feng and the pole kept approaching. Many people couldn't help holding their breath, waiting for the collision between the two, but at the next moment, all of them stared out their eyes.

The pole stuck the scimitar of death on the ground, and the figure of kneeling to the peak with one leg was deeply engraved in the hearts of countless people. From above and below the fence, loud cheers rose to the sky, whether it was rushing into the tribe, vicious Jing warriors, The relatives who were still anxiously waiting for Gao Feng to return cheered at this moment. <Well, they surrendered before we even started the attack.... "

The pole raised his ugly and vicious cheeks, and looked at the smiling Gaofeng with fierce eyes. The first sentence made Gaofeng's smile stiff.

"No way, in this place, it's not bad to find them, isn't there you now?"

Gao Feng walked forward with a wry smile, slapped the pole on the shoulder, and said loudly... Gao Feng and the pole walked into the tribe together. The warriors of the tribe warmly welcomed Gao Feng, while Fen Yue rubbed her bruised arms, looked jealously at the pole walking beside Gao Gao, and looked at Gao Gao from afar in the crowd.

No matter whether they are surprised, jealous or numb, they all know that this group of fierce warriors has a profound relationship with Gao Feng. Gao Gao was originally the powerful Xianfeng Jia Luo. With the help of these warriors, his future achievements will be limitless.

"Where's Jin Neng?" Gao Feng asked strangely to Fen Yue who wanted to get close to him. Gan Zi was a man of great mobility. In such a short period of time, he had wiped out all the high-level officials he had left in the tribe, but Jia was the only one left behind. Luo Zhongjin can make him feel incredible.

"The Great Elder is talking about a very short child?"

Before Fen Yue could open her mouth, the pole asked back with great interest, making Fen Yue shut her mouth depressed.

"Yes what's the matter?"

Gao Feng didn't worry about Jin Neng's safety, since Yan Huan survived, shouldn't something happen to Jin Neng?

"In the tribe's meeting hall, there is a very powerful kid. One of my teams rushed out seven or eight times and was beaten out. It should be an asylum..."

When the pole said this, he couldn't help but feel proud. Even in the face of the asylum, his team was still attacking, which shows the strength of the elite warriors.

"Why is he staying there?"

Gao Feng looked at Fen Yue curiously, and Fen Yue lowered her head immediately.

"Before they rushed in, before the vague fighters had time to make a move, they were surrounded by hundreds of people. The rest of them were in a panic. I took my sister and Gun Duzi and wanted to escape together, but Jin Neng didn't want to leave. He wants to guard your house...