Celestial

The tribes onlookers looked at the two young men who suddenly quarreled, and some of them didn't know what to say. In fact, many people were suspicious of the fact that Si Kou beheaded such a giant bear.

Si Rong looked at everyone, and his expression was even more proud.

"A bit of a waste..." Lin Fei said lazily: "So what are you guys? You have occupied the most abundant prey, but drove the soldiers into the mountains. Your group of warriors with war patterns are in What are you afraid of?"

"Joke, will we be afraid of him?" Si Rong said angrily.

Lin Fei chuckled: "Isn't it? If it wasn't because of fear, how could it occupy this place and not dare to let the scorpion go hunting? If not, why did the scorpion kill a bear and come back, you're in a hurry His face like this? You said that Si Kou was a waste, but you killed such a giant bear. You didn’t even dare to think about it, but he did it. What do you say about you? Isn’t it even a waste?"

Lin Fei's slow and eloquent words are clear, which attracted quite a lot of people from the crowd, and straightened out the anger of Si Rong's words. He even yelled: "Come on! What are you!"

Nas Rong humiliated in front of everyone, unable to hang on his face, and took a sharp step forward during his speech, a red light flashed on his chest, and his fist came out, striking Lin Fei, breaking the air. Li, with a burst of wind that makes your skin hurt!

If this punch is beaten, the stone will break.

Si Kou was shocked and wanted to stop, but he was seriously injured and he couldn't say anything, and he couldn't help.

But in the next moment, I only heard Si Rong screaming, and the whole person flew out at a faster speed. After drawing an arc in the air, he fell heavily and covered his own hand. His aching face turned pale.

The people around Si Lang were stunned. No one expected such a change. The reaction was that after Si Rong was beaten, he hurried to help him up.

In the shocked eyes of everyone, Lin Fei caressed the sleeves casually, and was slightly disappointed in his heart. The warriors with war prints in these tribes have such strength.

Perhaps in the eyes of others, Si Rong's punch was very violent and violent, but in Lin Fei's eyes, it was too slow. At this moment, his injury was almost recovered, and he didn't need to do it at all. Then, like a punch on the mountain, Na Sirong would be vigorously counterattacked back.

But Lin Fei felt that it was easy and simple, but other people were already stunned.

In the eyes of the people in the tribe, the warriors with war marks, whether they are power, speed or other, completely crush the ordinary people, otherwise they will not be so respected by the tribe, the soldiers will fight ordinary people, people It can only be beaten, just like that, Lin Fei beat a warrior as a mortal, or something never happened...

In a shocked silence, Si Lang suddenly said: "What the **** are you doing?"

Lin Fei raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Si Lang.

Si Lang took a step forward, he was not very young, but his momentum was not small, and he stared at Lin Feidao: "You came to our tribe, it was strange, when you came to you, you were injured, but now you are like a boring person. It doesn’t look like a serious injury is dying, and more importantly, you obviously have no war marks, but you can knock down the soldiers..."

Silang Nai is a warrior of the Tiger Tribe and is considered to be a candidate to replace the patriarch. Therefore, there is still some prestige among the tribes. The remarks naturally attracted many people to think.

Lin Fei smiled: "What do you think of me?"

"You are a demon!" Si Lang said firmly.

The tribes of the Tiger Tribe were surprised, and Si Kou said angrily: "Si Lang, don't talk nonsense!"

"Isn't it? Otherwise, how would you explain that he could bring down Si Rong?" Si Lang said with a reluctance: "Also, why do you defend him this way? Are you also related to demons? Do you want to destroy the tribe?" Just like when your dad took tribal warriors to the top of Montenegro to die!"

"You!" Skou vomited in a sigh of blood, and the whole person was crumbling.

Lin Fei placed Si Kou next to the body of the giant bear, and then turned to Si Lang: "Does it seem to you that the devil can defeat the warrior?"

"if not?"

"You can't help but think of yourself too much. It's really not difficult for ordinary people to beat you at us, and it's not just us. It's not that the company wants to hit you," Lin Fei said slowly. "I am indeed an outsider, but it has nothing to do with the demon. I just couldn't say that it was a beaten person. I just couldn't see the person who was not used to it. I was still clamoring, so I said a few words. Stand up and be beaten? It didn’t take any effort, just waved his hand, but I didn’t expect that the guy was so fragile, and it fell down when you pushed it, but it’s you, you can think about the demon, your brain is so unclear?"

"furious!"

Si Lang's face was flushed by Lin Fei's words, especially when Si Kou could beat them.

In this tribe, before the abbot of Sikou, Sikou had always been the object of praise. He was born with great talent and was very talented in hunting. The strongest warrior of the tribe in the future was the nickname of Sikou, everyone. All waiting for Si Kou to become an adult at the age of sixteen, Si Lang has always been dissatisfied, but he has always been crushed by Si Kou. Later, a series of things happened, Si Lang thought he had won...

But now, this guy named Lin Fei even said such a thing!

Angrily, Silang, who has been steady, broke out a stronger force than Si Rong. His body exploded in vain, and he could hear the gurgling of the bones. The red light completely enveloped it, which belonged to the king of the jungle. After all, it really looks like a tiger going down the mountain!

His momentum was too strong, and the people in the tribe could not help but take a step back.

Silang was so moved!

Si Kou's eyes narrowed, and he was about to stop, but Lin Fei held his shoulder with one hand. If he was pressed by the high mountain, he couldn't move, and then he saw Lin Fei took a light step and didn't retreat. Then there was no trick, just simply reached out and held the five claws that Si Lang attacked.

Si Lang cherishes his own tiger print more than anyone else, and he continues to exercise the power of war print on weekdays. Once he urges the war print, his strength is definitely not comparable to that of Si Rong and others.

However, Lin Fei took the punch and was already as stable as Gao Yue.

In Si Lang's shocked and surprised eyes, Lin Fei smiled slightly and backhanded his hands.