boom!

A huge and clear palm-shaped indentation suddenly appeared on the ground where Kasaval was standing.

The depth is actually more than half an arm.

All the soil and rocks in the dent were crushed and squeezed together, becoming harder than steel.

But Kasava didn't even wait for Meng Chao's giant palm to actually hit him on the head.

I was frightened by this overwhelming pressure, my soul collapsed, my face turned ashen, and I fell to the ground, unable to stand up again.

For a moment, the whole place was dead silent.

A moment later, merciless taunts and furious curses were like a volcanic eruption, spewing out from the depths of the chests of hundreds of Bloodhoof warriors, converging into a surging torrent, and rushing towards Kasava at the same time.

Submerge him.

Just when Meng Chao took action, many Bloodhoof warriors already had a premonition that Kasava would be completely defeated.

But again, the Turan orcs can lose, but they can never lose so spinelessly.

What's the difference between this kind of losing method of slumping to the ground before the opponent's offensive hits you, and throwing away your helmet and armor and raising your hands in surrender?

Many Bloodhoof warriors even turned around angrily, raised their buttocks towards Kasava, and slapped their gluteus maximus hard, making a loud "slap" sound.

According to Turanze's tradition, this is considered the highest level of contempt, and is specially given to cowards who run away from the battlefield.

Basically, once you are subjected to such an insult by your own tribe, it means "social death". You and your descendants will be expelled from the family and even the clan, and will be branded as "rat people" and will never be able to stand up again.

Even Meng Chao was slightly startled.

He had never imagined that Casa could defeat the powerful and powerful to such an extent.

If Kasava could fight him with a heroic and fearless attitude, even if he really broke his limbs, shattered his spine, shocked his brain, and had to lie in bed for a year and a half.

With Longcheng's medical technology, it is not impossible to cure it.

Originally, Meng Chao was still thinking about using this as a bargaining chip.

Unexpectedly, Kasava chose "social death" himself.

Meng Chao felt that this was a punishment ten times more cruel than being seriously injured.

"I gave you a chance, but you didn't use it!"

The look in Meng Chao's eyes when he looked at Kasaval was filled with pity.

As much as the Bloodhoof warriors around him despised Kasava, they respected Meng Chao who was wearing the "Bloodhoof Armor".

Now they sincerely believe that Meng Chao has inherited the power of "Fist" and is even the incarnation of "Fist".

There is no other way. Rather than "the son of Chief Bloodhoof, who was so frightened by a mere black dwarf that he couldn't even lift his battle ax and collapsed on the ground", he was still "a person chosen by the founder of the Bloodhoof clan to teach his own family a lesson."

"Unworthy descendant" sounds like it can somewhat protect the face of the entire Bloodhoof clan.

As for the more peripheral wolves, tigers and leopards, their number is ten times greater.

They were not very familiar with the power derived from Meng Chao's "fist".

Many people were too far away and did not witness with their own eyes the scene where Meng Chao swatted Kasava to the ground like a fly, crushing him so hard that he could not lift his head.

They only heard the "dong dong" sound of war drums.

War drums are orders. Even if the warriors from the Golden Clan are reluctant to obey the command of a tauren, they can only form a large formation and advance slowly.

It wasn't until they bumped into the Bloodhoof warriors who were turning their guns and slapping their butts hard, that they sensed the extremely weird atmosphere, and then they looked at each other, at a loss.

Just when they were unsure whether to move on or not.

Suddenly there was a "crackling" in the sky, and more than a dozen falcon scouts fell one after another, their noses and faces were bruised and swollen, and their feathers almost fell off.

In the most embarrassing posture, he fell right in front of the jackals, tigers and leopards.

Everyone was shocked, and then they remembered that there was a mysterious strong man suspended in the sky.

They looked up at the same time and found that the entire sky had darkened for no apparent reason.

No, it's not that the sky has become dim, but that everything in the world has been taken away by the demonic wolf with wings on its ribs, burning like it can swallow the sun, moon and stars!

"Warriors of the Golden Clan, cherish your precious lives and sacrifice them on a battlefield that is more worthy of sacrifice!"

Surrounded by the thick smoke mixed with thunder and lightning and the flames of baring fangs and claws, the demonic wolf with an astonishing momentum made a voice full of intimidation that made people have to obey, "Put down your swords and don't attack Turanze's most distinguished guest.

rude!"

Under the suppression of this voice, many unruly wolves, tigers and leopards became as docile as poultry and livestock.

Their pupils, ignited by the blood flames, gradually dilated, and an incredible look appeared on their faces.

"Yes, it's the Wolf King!"

"Lord Wolf King!"

"The Wolf King is back, the Wolf King is back!"

Soon, the jackals, tigers and leopards recognized the identity of the visitor.

The jackal warrior among them was naturally ecstatic.

Regardless of whether the Wolf King is a puppet or not, he is still the legitimate leader of the wolf clan.

And the fact that the wolf clan's strength has skyrocketed by integrating the Big Horn Legion without any blood has also made ordinary wolf clan soldiers full of trust in the Wolf King.

Especially in the past few months when the Wolf King was away, the wolf clan and even the entire Golden clan suffered a series of injustices and even bullying, which made them miss this leader who had once created miracles.

Although the individual combat effectiveness of the wolf clan is not as good as that of the ligers and tigers.

The number is several times greater than the latter two.

In a mixed main force of the Golden Clan, the number of Jackal Warriors can often account for more than half.

More than half of the soldiers gave out deafening cheers. At first glance, it seemed as if the entire army was being held hostage and surrendered at the feet of the Wolf King.

The angry lion warrior and the fierce tiger warrior have complicated moods.

On the one hand, they don't think much of the Wolf King.

In the stereotype of liger warriors, the Golden Clan has only two true masters - the Lion King and the Tiger King.

The other tribes are just their vassals.

But on the other hand, they had to admit that for the leaderless Golden Clan, no matter how bad a leader was, it was ten thousand times better than no leader at all.

Besides, since the Wolf King can miraculously appear after several months.

So, what about their own leaders, the Lion King and the Tiger King?

Many liger warriors widened their eyes and searched carefully around the Wolf King, trying to find the Lion King and Tiger King in mid-air.

However, what they were waiting for was only two skulls that the Wolf King tore off from his waist and threw to the ground.

The two skulls were controlled by the Wolf King from a distance, suspended seven or eight arms high from the ground, above the heads of many liger warriors.

Along with the high-frequency oscillation of the Wolf King's life magnetic field, the power of the totem remaining in the skull was stimulated, transforming into two rather dim and thin totems.

They are a weak lion and a majestic tiger.

No one is more familiar with these two totems and these two skulls than the liger warriors, and what they really mean.

They were stunned as if struck by lightning.

Many people were shaking uncontrollably and even twitching. They wanted to dig out their eyeballs, unwilling to believe this astonishing, absurd, and absolutely impossible fact.

"That's right, I'm back, with the power that has been sealed for three thousand years, with the legacy of the Lion King and Tiger King, and with the sacred mission entrusted to me by the great ancestors!"

Before the liger warriors could free themselves from the state of despair, the Wolf King mercilessly fired one hammer after another, "Warriors of the Golden Clan, you must be very curious. In the past few months,

Here, where have the three most powerful leaders of the Golden Clan gone? Why didn't they come forward to lead you out of the predicament at the most critical moment?

“Haha, let me tell you, compared with the adventure we went on, the so-called ‘Five Clans Confrontation’ is just a child’s game playing with mud!

“Half a year ago, I heard the call of Turanze’s oldest and greatest ancestral spirit in my sleep!

"I saw in a trance that ten thousand years ago, riding a blazing fireball, across the entire sea of ​​​​stars, and leading us to this world, the great ancestors came to me and Turanze on the top of the splendid holy mountain.

The most powerful warrior has issued an invitation to a trial!

"So, I took the Lion King and Tiger King to the top of the Holy Mountain.

"Surrounded by thousands of evil puppets, we fought our way through and found and opened the Holy Mountain Temple that had been sealed for three thousand years.

"We used our wisdom, blood, courage and even our lives to overcome the many difficulties set by the great ancestors.

“We also had thrilling battles with legendary heroes including ‘Fist’, ‘King of No Stomach’, and ‘Broken Wings’.

"In the end, we passed the test of the great ancestor spirit and opened up the oldest and most precious heritage of Turanze hidden deep in the temple of the Holy Mountain!

"Then, according to the tradition of Turanze, under the witness of the great ancestral spirit, the Lion King's 'Horn of Destruction' and the Tiger King's 'Blade of Fury' and I had an upright, incomparably wonderful and glorious battle, enough to be remembered

Battle in an epic war!

"I can assure you that this is the greatest contest in Turanze's history!

"In this contest, both the winner and the loser inspired all their strength and courage, pleased the ancient ancestral spirits, defended and added to the glory of their respective tribes, and won the highest respect from their opponents.

"In the end, with the blessing and protection of the great ancestors, I became the winner of this epic battle and gained the most powerful power in Turanze's history!

“And the Lion King and Tiger King also ushered in extremely heroic endings without leaving any regrets.

"While their bodies perished, their heroic and unyielding souls were warmly welcomed by the ancestors and entered the supreme palace where they would always have food and liquor, and where they could always enjoy the pleasure of killing and the desire to conquer!

"And I also promised the Lion King and Tiger King that I will inherit their legacy and use the unparalleled power given to me by the great ancestor spirit to lead the wolf clan, lion clan and tiger clan, lead the entire Golden Clan, and lead the entire Turanze
Chapter completed!