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When the guards were tired of dealing with the situation, Liu Xiang joined in, and soon, these two people were also killed by the sword.

After finishing dealing with this side, Liu Xiang wanted to go over and assist Zhu Lailin, but he suddenly found that Sanmaizi was kneeling on one knee, and the hammer in his hand was panicking to deal with the arrows shot from the front.

He had an arrow in his leg.

Seeing this, Liu Xiang immediately rushed towards the archer.

Halfway through, an arrow shot towards him.

Liu Xiang raised his left arm, and with a click, the wrist guard mechanism opened, forming a half-meter-sized shield to block the flying arrows.

The moment he blocked the arrow, Liu Xiang lowered his waist and turned around, and the scimitar in his hand flew out.

At this time, another arrow struck, but it was still blocked by the shield.

At the same time, a scream came from behind the bushes in the distance.

Liu Xiang knew that the scimitar was successful.

He immediately rushed towards the direction of the sound with all his strength.

When he got closer, Liu Xiang could smell the smell of blood, but he still cautiously moved forward to explore.

Suddenly, a light short knife stabbed out from behind the bushes.

Liu Xiang dodged, made a fist with his left hand, raised his hand and punched the man in the face.

I expected him to block or dodge, but in the end, I punched the man right in the face.

This is an iron fist weighing several dozen kilograms, much larger than a casserole.

With a pop, the man's facial features were completely destroyed, and he fell backwards, his consciousness blurred.

Without hesitation, Liu Xiang went over and inserted the four fingers of his left hand together into his throat, eliminating his pain.

When he got up, he found that this guy's right arm was missing and neatly broken. It must have been directly destroyed by his scimitar.

Liu Xiang was about to look for his scimitar when he suddenly discovered that this guy did not have a quiver, but only a small cloth bag on the right side of his waist.

This is……

His eyes lit up, and he immediately grabbed the small cloth bag in his hand, felt it for a while, and put it into his chest.

He turned around and looked around, and found that his scimitar had fallen on the ground not far away, and there was a severed arm next to it.

Liu Xiang immediately picked up the machete and rushed out, only to see three figures running away.

Looking at the second elder and Zhu Lailin, they were panting and staring at the three people walking away, with happy expressions on their faces.

Liu Xiang's battle was witnessed by both of them. At this time, they were still frightened by his fierce fighting style.

This is not a battle, it is simply a one-sided massacre.

This teenage boy, at this moment, has left a deep mark on their hearts.

So terrifying.

Including the archers hiding in the dark, there were ten enemies in total.

He himself slaughtered seven. Although the cultivation levels of those killed were not high, they were still magician-level masters.

His cultivation level is much higher than Liu Xiang's.

The two of them weighed it up in their minds, then looked at each other and began to organize people to rescue the wounded and clean up the battlefield.

Seeing that it was safe, Liu Xiang went over and supported the three hammers and walked towards the oxcart.

Zhu Laixin ran over in a hurry and asked anxiously.

"Dad, are you okay?"

"It's okay. I was just shot through the calf. It doesn't matter."

Sanmaizui spoke nonchalantly and handed the hammer to Zhu Laixin.

Liu Xiang listened to the conversation between the two and was a little surprised.

At this time, he also understood that Zhu Laixin's solemn guarantee when he was in Fangshi turned out to be related to this layer.

After everyone gathered together, the few who were not injured went to touch the men in black, but found nothing useful or anything that could prove their identities.

It seems they came prepared.

The injured people simply treated their wounds, sat on the bullock cart, and continued on their way.

After this delay, the sky gradually darkened.

This place is still some distance away from the tribe, and everyone's heartstrings have been tense, guarding against other unexpected situations.

After walking for about a stick of incense, there was a sudden fire in front of me.

Based on the number of torches, it was estimated that there was a team of more than a dozen people.

The second elder immediately asked everyone to stop and gathered the bullock carts to cheer everyone up and prepare for battle.

Then he asked Zhu Lailin to investigate in front to see if he was an enemy or a friend.

Zhu Lailin left in response and soon returned.

"The second elder is from our tribe and came out to greet us."

Everyone felt relieved after hearing this.

Those who could lie down were unwilling to sit down, so they let the bullock carts pull them up to the front to meet the people who came out to greet them, and then they drove together to the tribe.

The leader who greeted the team was the old man who organized the challenge that day. I heard the second elder call him the great elder.

The Great Elder was a little worried because the escort team had not returned yet, so he organized people to come out to respond.

The second elder also told the first elder what happened on the road just now.

The eldest elder listened to the second elder's story. While nodding, he turned his head and looked behind him. His eyes stayed on Liu Xiang for a while before taking them back.

Liu Xiang could sense the gaze of the great elder, but he was not very good at dealing with this kind of thing, so he had to pretend not to know and continue chatting with Zhu Laixin.

Without any worries, everyone quickly returned to the tribe.

The great elder arranged for the injured to be gathered in a room, waiting for the tribe's doctors to come and treat them.

The second elder arranged for everyone to store the materials returned from the transaction into the warehouse by category.

There is strength in numbers, and soon all the supplies were stored. After that, the second elder asked everyone to go back and rest, and we would talk about other things tomorrow.

At the end of the day, especially after experiencing a life and death battle, Liu Xiang was indeed a little tired.

He followed everyone towards the entrance of the compound.

Arriving at the door, suddenly an old man hurried into the yard carrying a small wooden box.

Behind him was a girl of twelve or thirteen years old.

This girl has a pretty and lovely appearance, giving people the feeling of being a lady.

Liu Xiang realized at the first sight that this woman was definitely not a demon.

Because this girl doesn't have the roughness and unruliness of a demon woman.

She was carrying a large basket filled with medicines. As she passed by, a strong aroma of herbs hit her face.

Liu Xiang walked out of the courtyard and turned around to take a look.

The girl followed the old man into the room where the injured were concentrated.

‘Are they the tribal healers? ’

After a slight guess, Liu Xiang did not continue to pay attention, but turned around and went straight back to his residence.

Grandma Dashan was pacing beside the table in the main room. When she heard footsteps coming, she quickly went out to take a look.

Seeing Liu Xiang coming back, he hurriedly greeted him.

"Baby, you're back. How are you? Is the journey going well?"

Grandma Dashan is a careless and kind person. She was a little worried when Liu Xiang didn't come back so late, so she kept waiting anxiously in the house.

In this strange world, it is a very happy feeling to have someone to care about.

Liu Xiang smiled happily.

"Grandma Dashan, everything is going well, you don't have to worry."