Apocalyptic Dark Age

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

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

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

"How many people died over there?"

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

This is also because not all elite warriors are familiar with Feng Feng's face. Most of the warriors who were later expanded have only seen Feng Feng from a distance.

The chaotic weapons fell towards Gaofeng. Amidst Xian Zhao's horrified roar, the moment these metal weapons fell on Gaofeng, they were like deformed ooze, flowing softly on Gaofeng. The sudden change made All the elite warriors who attacked the peak loosened their weapons but did not retreat. They roared and rushed towards the peak like crazy beasts.

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

The great elder was like a magical spell, making the warriors who took action suddenly stiffen. When they truly saw Gao Feng's appearance, they all knelt on the ground in unison and expressed their sincerity to Gao Feng.

"I..., I don't know, the third elder just went in not long ago..."

The warrior stopped struggling and frankly told Gao Feng the latest situation.

The peak will be thrown aside, not greeting others, raising its feet like a tribe rushing away.

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

Xian Zhao's ability to find Feng Feng was a great achievement in itself, so the people around him looked at him with a little more respect. However, Xian Zhao had no time to feel this. He led his team after Feng Feng and said loudly:

"That's the Great Elder's retinue. The Black Claw Tribe has been subdued by the Great Elder a long time ago. Do you need to subdue it again..."

As he spoke, the people had already passed by, leaving behind a bunch of weird-looking guys.

The closer he got to the tribe's wall, the more anxious Gao Feng became. He was not afraid of killing people with the pole, but 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 there is no bright red blood or corpse, Gao Feng's heart is not optimistic.

Just as he accelerated his charge, he saw a group of people appearing on the wall, hoisting the managers who were originally his subordinates onto wooden poles. The first one at the head was the kid whom he had high hopes for.

When he saw Gunduzi for the first time, his mentality suddenly relaxed a lot, because Gunduzi was still alive. As long as he was alive, it was not irreversible. In Gao Feng's heart, Gunduzi's value far exceeded A thousand desert warriors, as long as Gunduzi is around, his goals can be continuously improved.

Gun Pangzi was so frightened that the water marks on his crotch could be seen from a distance. Next to Gun Pingzi was Fen Yue. As a woman, Fen Yue was not timid in front of the elite warriors, but instead howled crazily. Her hair was scattered and swaying on her shoulders. She had more courage to fight than a fool.

The other two people were a man and a woman. The woman was Fengyue's sister. The middle-aged woman who seemed to have no sense of existence was paralyzed on the ground. She could only be dragged by others. The man was called Gao Feng to come over and defend the tribe. The words are vague.

Yan Huan is the second elder of the Huangren tribe. Generally speaking, he is a pretty good guy. At this moment, he acted quite calmly and cooperated with others to tie his hands. He seemed neither humble nor overbearing. But the next moment, his indifferent expression suddenly changed. Surprise, because he saw the peak running towards this side.

Not only Yan Huan saw it, Fengyue also saw it, and immediately called out loudly. Gunduzi was still the same as before, like a tied monkey. He would always look like this no matter whether the peak came or not.

While Fengyue was scolding loudly, the ferocious pole also saw Gaofeng. He rubbed his eyes for the first time, and then burst into a huge roar. He jumped off the wall with a sharp scimitar of death and rushed towards Gaofeng. .

In the astonished eyes of countless people, the peak and the pole continued to approach. Many people couldn't help but hold their breath, waiting for the collision of the two people, but at the next moment, they all stared out of their eyes.

The pole inserted the scimitar of death into the ground, and the figure kneeling with one leg towards the peak was deeply engraved in the hearts of countless people. From up and down the wall, noisy cheers rose into the sky, whether it was the ferocious warriors who rushed into the tribe, The slaves who were anxiously waiting for the peak to return all cheered at this moment.

"Great Elder, where did you find these little gerbils? They are so useless. They surrendered before we even started attacking..."

The pole raised his ugly and ferocious cheeks and looked at the smiling Gao Feng with burning eyes. The first sentence made Gao Feng's smile freeze.

"I can't help it. It would be good to find them in this place. Aren't you there now?"

Gao Feng walked forward with a wry smile, slapped the pole on the shoulder, and said loudly...

Gao Feng and Zhan Zi walked into the tribe together. Amidst the cheers, they walked among the welcoming crowds. Yan Huan looked blankly at Gao Feng, who was warmly welcomed by the fierce tribe warriors. Fengyue rubbed her bruised arms and looked at him jealously. The pole walking next to Gao Feng can reach up to the neck even if it is a rolling calf, looking at Gao Feng from a distance in the crowd.

Regardless of whether they were surprised, jealous or numb, they all knew that these fierce warriors had a profound relationship with Gao Feng. Originally Gao Feng was the powerful Xianfeng Jialuo. With the help of these warriors, his future achievements would be limitless.

"Where's Jin Neng?" Gao Feng asked strangely, Fen Yue, who wanted to get close to him. Zang Zi was a man with strong mobility. In such a short period of time, he killed all the senior officials he left in the tribe, but only Jia was left behind. Luo Zhongjinneng felt incredible to him.

"The great elder is talking about a very short child, right?"

Before Fen Yue could speak, Zhan Zi asked with great interest, causing Fen Yue to shut her mouth in depression.

"Yes what's the matter?"

Gao Feng didn't worry about Jin Neng's safety. Since Yan Huang survived, Jin Neng shouldn't be fine either, right?

"In the tribe's meeting hall, there is a kid who is very powerful. One of my teams was beaten out after charging seven or eight times. He must be a protector..."

When Zhuangzi said this, he couldn't help but feel a surge of pride in his heart. Even when facing the protectors, his team was still attacking, which showed the power of the elite warriors.

"Why is he staying there?"

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

"They rushed in before, and Yan Huan's soldiers were surrounded by hundreds of people before they could take action. The rest of the people were in a panic. I took my sister and Gunduzi and wanted to escape together, but Jin Neng didn't want to leave. He wants to guard your house...