Datang: Married Princess Changle at the beginning

However, Grandpa didn't stop at all, his eyes were still so indifferent, staring at Patriarch Hu.

His hair became grayer, and his skills decreased significantly.

"Hahaha, old man, it's interesting that you spend your vitality to fight me."

"Then let's see how long you can live after this confrontation."

The tiger patriarch sneered.

He also wondered how the old man could fight him for so long.

It turned out that he didn't plan to live anymore, and spent his life skills to fight with himself.

"Ah dude..."

Zhao Erya cried out in grief.

Looking at the grandpa who dominated the giant tiger in the sky, she felt very uncomfortable.

I really want to help grandpa, but I don't have that ability.

He could only lean in Yang Fei's arms and cry bitterly while watching the sky.

Only suddenly, Zhao Erya felt like she was flying.

But obviously I'm only on the third step, so I can't fly yet.

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, he opened his eyes wide and looked at Yang Fei.

Chapter 812 Take a shot, the human race starts to fight back from here

Yang Fei, what are you doing? "

"Woooooo, go back, go back quickly."

Zhao Erya yelled, grabbing Yang Fei's skirt with one hand, and beating Yang Fei's chest with the other.

She really wanted to save Grandpa, but she didn't want to watch Yang Fei die.

As for why Yang Fei can fly on the third step, she forgot.

Zhao Erya's voice attracted the attention of many people in the Yulin tribe.

Suddenly, everyone saw Yang Fei holding Zhao Erya, and slowly flying towards Grandpa.

"Ah, what are you doing?"

"Come back quickly, don't interfere with Grandpa's war!"

"Come down, that lad, and don't make a fearless sacrifice."

"Come back, come back, you are not the opponents of the Tiger Clan..."

The members of the Yulin tribe shouted.

Someone even wanted to rush out and pull Yang Fei and the two back.

But at this moment, the duel in the sky was decided.

The tiger patriarch's sharp claws grabbed Grandpa's neck, and the blood dripped on the ground.

And Grandpa looked slumped, not dead but completely lost, his eyes have lost focus.

"Old man, tell me how you died." The tiger patriarch sneered.

Although he looked at Grandpa, he didn't actually intend to kill Grandpa.

More importantly, they want the Yulin tribe to help them find food for their use.

How could they think too much of free labor?

However, just after the tiger patriarch finished speaking, he suddenly turned his head.

With his bestial instincts, he felt threatened.

Looking back, I saw Yang Fei coming over with Zhao Erya in his arms.

"The third ladder?"

The tiger patriarch murmured.

But he quickly shook his head, thinking it was impossible.

It is impossible for a person who has cultivated to the third step to fly.

But the young man in front of him gave himself a feeling of terror.

"Yang Fei, go back quickly, I don't want you to die." Zhao Erya cried.

It has been a long, long time since no one has come to my small room.

It's rare to live with one person for so many years, and she doesn't want the other person to die like this.

"Don't cry, how about I kill them for you?" Yang Fei smiled lightly.

He was moved by Grandpa's resoluteness, and felt sorry for Zhao Erya's crying.

As a compatriot of the human race, Yang Fei has already stood up and flew out with Er Ya.

"But……"

Zhao Erya was a little confused.

Isn't Yang Fei's tone too loud?

The other party is someone that even Grandpa can't deal with.

However, looking at Yang Fei's eyes, Zhao Erya felt so stable, as if it was real.

"Boy, are you courting death?"

The tiger patriarch sneered.

He let go, and grandpa automatically fell down.

Someone from the Yulin Tribe responded promptly and took over Grandpa.

But he looked at Yang Fei and Erya worriedly, they were already surrounded by experts such as Chief Hu.

For the sake of caution, the head of the tiger clan called all the masters of the human and immortal clan who came over to get closer.

however……

"Your Majesty!"

Yang Fei's calm voice sounded.

The whole world suddenly changed color, and the wind and cloud stirred.

The surrounding sky distorted, and the heaven and earth suddenly changed their masters in a trance.

"Bang bang bang..."

Eleven giant tigers, including the tiger patriarch, all fell to the ground hard, kneeling on the ground with all four limbs.

For a moment, the world was silent.

Zhao Erya's small mouth is round.

The entire Yulin tribe looked stupid, thinking that they and others had misunderstood.

In a word, to make a foreign race that even grandpa can't defeat kneel down on the ground?

Grandpa, who no longer had the will to fight, struggled to get up, and looked at Yang Fei with extremely fiery eyes.

"You, you, who are you?"

The tiger patriarch growled and struggled to get up.

However, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't get up.

The same goes for the other tiger tribes, who couldn't struggle no matter what.

Immediately, Patriarch Hu and the others were taken aback, and their hearts became terrified.

"Want to kill them?"

Yang Fei spoke calmly.

He brought Zhao Erya down slowly, and landed in front of the giant tiger.

He lowered his head and looked down at the eleven giant tigers.

"I want to, I want to kill!"

Zhao Erya came back to her senses, and immediately shouted excitedly.

She was happy, extremely happy, extremely happy after the shock.

The people I saw turned out to be super-departed, and none of the tiger patriarchs in the human fairyland were opponents.

Very good!

In the future, my own Yulin tribe will not worry about being bullied.

Yang Fei, is it because he waits for others to live?

"Hehe, I'll give you the sword." Yang Fei laughed.

This girl looked extremely excited.

But instead of looking for the sword, he looked at himself.

Thinking of the Tai'a sword in the virtual space, Yang Fei took it out for her to use.

"Forgive me!"

"Senior, spare your life!"

"Senior, my family has a god king, please spare my life."

The tiger patriarch yelled in horror.

Facing death, he chose to beg for mercy.

"This……"

Zhao Erya looked at Yang Fei hesitantly.

"It's up to you to kill or not," Yang Fei said calmly.

He just saw that Zhao Erya hated foreigners so much, and it would not be a good thing to suppress her if she had a chance to vent her hatred.

But let Zhao Erya decide whether to kill them or not.

"Girl, forgive me, forgive me, I will never come to your Yulin tribe again."

The tiger patriarch shouted again.

It's a shame to beg a girl for mercy.

But between life and dignity, he would rather choose life.

"impossible."

Zhao Erya sneered.

Holding the Tai'a sword that Yang Fei gave her, she slashed towards the head of the tiger clan leader.

puff!

A big blood column flew away.

But Zhao Erya didn't cut to the key parts.

The tiger patriarch did not die, but left a big gash with blood flowing.

"Fuck, I surrender, don't kill me!"

The tiger patriarch was scared to death.

He really wanted to curse, but looking at the knife Zhao Erya was holding, he still hoped that a miracle would happen, and that Zhao Erya could spare his life.

However, this time, Zhao Erya was not mistaken, and slashed directly towards the neck.

puff!