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"Don't worry, it'll be fine …"
The Wen couple was naturally very worried. The other party was not alone, there were as many as fifteen or sixteen people, and they were not unarmed. They were either holding sharp miaodao or bows in their hands.
Although such a threat was far from being as strong as firearms, it was definitely a very powerful weapon of destruction in this mountain.
Looking at Song Qingshan's side, he was unarmed, and he actually went directly to the other party.
"You're quite brave, let me fight you …"
The young patriarch saw that Song Qingshan actually went straight to him, but he was not too surprised. The thinking of the people in the mountains was actually very simple, it was a bit like whoever had the bigger fist was right.
Moreover, he was here to snatch the bride away. It was almost impossible for him to snatch the bride away without any resistance …
In his eyes, Qin Fang was Wen Yan's brother, and Song Qingshan, who had been standing aside, might be his opponent to snatch the bride … Now that he saw Song Qingshan taking the initiative to attack, his face was suddenly happy. He greeted the men next to him and also went to meet Song Qingshan.
He inserted the sharp miaodao into his waist, as if he did not want to take any advantage, and wanted to defeat the competitor fair and square …
"Ah ha …"
The Young Clan Leader let out a strange roar. His slightly tanned muscles bulged up like a horned dragon. It was a sight of strength and beauty.
"Hmph …"
However, such strength might be a bit interesting to deal with other people, but against Song Qingshan — it was definitely an egg hitting a rock.
Song Qingshan let out a sneer. He didn't even use his best Eagle Claw Technique. Instead, he threw a punch straight at him.
The speed was not very fast, and the angle was not tricky. It was just a straight Black Tiger Steals the Heart …
The young patriarch did not see any mystery. He did not take Song Qingshan's punch to heart at all, and actually went up to his chest. At the same time, his hand also made a little other movement. His palm turned into a hand knife, waved high, and slashed diagonally at Song Qingshan's neck.
It seemed that he intended to fight with Song Qingshan, and then directly knock Song Qingshan out with such a violent blow … The mountain people made a lot of noise about bride snatching, but under normal circumstances, they tried not to kill as much as possible.
The mountain people were very backward in their thinking. Men were the pillars of the family and the tribe. The loss of any one of them would cause the whole tribe to be distressed. If they were killed by people from other tribes, it might even lead to a large-scale battle between the two tribes …
"Hiss …"
Uncle Wen saw the scene between Song Qingshan and the young patriarch, and he was a little surprised. He was also considered half a martial arts practitioner. Although he could not see the ingenuity of Song Qingshan's move, he could vaguely feel Song Qingshan's strength, and the young patriarch was like a child in his hands.
He could not help but suck in a breath of air, and the look in his eyes became even more astonished.
"Rise ~ ~"
Song Qingshan did not expect this kid in front of him to be so arrogant. He dared to be defenseless against a master like him. He was simply tired of living …
But no matter what, if he wanted to get through this, he had to subdue these people first …
Song Qingshan shouted, and when the fist reached the young patriarch's chest, it immediately turned into an eagle's claw, and grabbed the young patriarch's clothes made of some kind of beast's skin, and easily lifted him up.
Then, his arm shook slightly. The young patriarch was like a football that was kicked hard. He flew directly into the air and flew toward the crowd behind him.
"Ah ah ah ah …"
The tribesmen were dumbfounded as they looked at this scene. They were really shocked. Their young patriarch was the most powerful warrior in addition to the patriarch, but he was thrown away with just one move. This was really beyond everyone's expectation.
Fortunately, they still had some reaction. When they saw the young patriarch's strong body flying toward them, they immediately put away their weapons. A few people wanted to catch him first …
Bang ~ ~
But it was too sudden and their reaction was too hasty. When they wanted to catch him, that huge body had already landed in the middle of a few people. He directly pressed down on a few of the tribesmen who were equally strong …
"Ah ah ah ah ~ ~"
This scene naturally shocked the tribesmen of the Gelan tribe. At the same time, they were also quite angry. Some of the more bad-tempered tribesmen shouted in their native language that Qin Fang and the rest could not understand. At the same time, they all raised their bows and aimed at Song Qingshan, who was standing there like a valiant giant.
"This kind of broken toy is useless against me …"
After Song Qingshan and Qin Fang had a simple exchange of glances, Song Qingshan immediately let out such a hearty laugh. Then, he charged towards those archers.
It was already troublesome for a tribe like this to have a language barrier. Not to mention, there was no way to reason with them here. Only a fist could convince them.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh ~ ~
The tribesmen of the tribe were already shocked by Song Qingshan's strength. Now that he was about to attack them, they naturally could not wait to be killed. They immediately drew their bows and shot arrows.
Bows and miaodao were necessary weapons for every tribesman. They were the foundation of their survival in the mountains. Otherwise, how could they fight against the poisonous snakes and ferocious beasts in the mountains? How could they hunt wild beasts for food …
It could be said that every man in this mountain tribe was a natural warrior. However, this was only applicable to the more primitive ancient times. In modern times, they would only appear backward and barbaric.
The arrows rained down on Song Qingshan.
Every tribesman was a very good archer. Their only target was Song Qingshan. They did not attack Qin Fang and the rest who were not far away.
But —
Song Qingshan was not afraid. He did not even blink his eyes.
Clang clang clang ~ ~
The rain of arrows poured down on Song Qingshan's body. It was as if they had hit an extremely hard steel plate. Not only did they not cause any damage to Song Qingshan, but they also made sounds of metal colliding.
The only damage might be that Song Qingshan's clothes were pierced by the arrows due to the angle. There were many holes in them …
Everyone was dumbfounded. They even forgot to draw their bows and shoot arrows.
They had lived in the mountains for generations. They relied on the knives and arrows in their hands. Even if they encountered ferocious, strong, and thick-skinned tigers, wolves, and bears, they were never afraid. There was even no lack of warriors who had killed these beasts …
But in front of them, their most powerful weapons were aimed at a human, but there was not even a scratch on his skin. There was not even a trace of blood. This was completely beyond their understanding.
For a moment, these people were all stunned.
However, Song Qingshan obviously wouldn't stop there. He moved his feet slightly and directly appeared in front of these people. His hands were like the claws of an eagle. He gently grabbed and threw. One by one, the clansmen flew up into the air like stones. All of them were smashed towards the place where the young patriarch fell.
Next, it was completely Song Qingshan's performance. He moved very quickly. Almost every few seconds, he would catch one and throw them over. He would catch one and throw them over again …
In a moment, in the sky, people were flying in the air. And all of them flew in the same direction —
Bang bang bang ~ ~
The sound of people falling to the ground rose and fell one after another. Not long after, more than a dozen people were all smashed into a small hill. That poor young patriarch was just helped up by someone, but he was smashed down again. At this time, he was pressed down at the bottom and didn't even have the strength to move …
"Aiyo … Aiyo …"
These people were on top of each other. In addition to those who fell and collided with each other just now, there was a scene of wailing. They looked at Song Qingshan with incomparable fear in their eyes and let out such tragic cries.
"It's done. Let's go!"
After dealing with these people, there was naturally no one blocking the way. The surrounding mountain people who were originally planning to watch the show also looked at Song Qingshan in horror. At this time, no one dared to come up to find trouble.
"Don't worry …"
At this time, Qin Fang suddenly had an idea. He immediately walked in front of the young chieftain. "According to the rules of the mountain, if you fail to rob like this, you are now my captives. Don't play dead. All of you, get up …"
In fact, Qin Fang did not know the rules of the mountain at all. These people came to find trouble for no reason, so he could not let them go so easily. Especially the young chieftain, who was thinking of going back to the tribe to find more people to steal the bride.
"Get up …"
The person who did it just now was not Qin Fang. His words were not that useful. Although these mountain people were very scared, their eyes were quite puzzled. However, Song Qingshan did not have the time to waste with them. He directly roared.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh ~ ~
The aboriginals, who were still wailing, immediately got up from the ground like vigorous apes. They looked as if they were not injured at all.
In fact, they were really not injured. Song Qingshan had a sense of propriety. The reason why these people played dead was mainly because they were scared by Song Qingshan.
It was not a big deal to fight one against ten. The most important thing was that Song Qingshan was invulnerable. So many sharp arrows could not hurt him. These people were frightened.
"You … What do you want?"
The young chieftain also climbed up from the ground. At this time, he could not be tough. However, he still remembered his identity and could only be very tough.
(To be continued.)
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