Primitive Tribe Adventure

"What a keen perception, what a terrible look in the eyes, is this the terrible thing about the transformation of a higher-level totem warrior?"

Although Feng Yun no longer looked at the young man who appeared with the fat middle-aged man with his straight eyes, and didn't want to pay attention to other things from Lunar, but his eyes did not move away from him.

Although the young man’s gaze gave him a very bad impression, cold and dangerous, like an out-of-the-sheath blade, he might even feel stabbed when he saw it, but it also made Fengyun feel like he was being stabbed. A strong curiosity.

It's just that Fengyun was soon disappointed.

After he found out that he was peeping at him, after taking a cold look at him, there was no other performance.

He stood quietly beside the fat middle-aged man, motionless, as if he had become a statue.

As for the obese middle-aged man, although he didn't move much, his gaze never looked away from the stone king, not for a moment, as if he was worried that it would suddenly fly off.

Just when Feng Yun was waiting to get a little impatient, the fat middle-aged man finally got a new move. He withdrew his gaze from Shiwang, and then looked at the young man, his lips squirming, as if He explained something.

Feng Yun did not hear what he said to the young man. Although his hearing was very good, he was too far away from the target after all.

But this did not prevent Fengyun from inferring what the fat middle-aged man asked the young man to do, because he had just finished speaking to the young man and he started to move.

He walked over to the giant stone king, and stopped until he was less than ten feet away from it, and then he drew the knife out.

His movement of the knife was not fast, and even gave people a very slow feeling, but Feng Yun's pupils contracted.

He could see that the young man's drawing speed was not really slow, on the contrary, it was very fast. Although he was not as fast as he used drawing swords, it still made Fengyun wary of him.

After pulling out the knife, the young man didn't stop, he immediately took a new action, and cut the stone king with the knife.

As the blade passed, pieces of stone chips flew up. The situation is like making noodles that are thin and even.

Feng Yun showed his appreciative gaze. Even though the stone cutter alone could not see the full level of the young man's swordsmanship, it can be seen from a glimpse of the leopard that the level should not be low.

Staring at the young man for a while, after his evaluation came to an end, Feng Yun's gaze finally stayed on the knife in the young man's hand.

At first, I didn't notice that the knife held by the young man was unusual. He didn't notice until he instilled the power of totem in order to speed up the cutting of the king stone.

Stimulated by the power of the totem, Feng Yun saw patterns on both sides of the blade, shining strange lights.

This discovery immediately attracted Fengyun’s attention, because this was the second time he saw a similar situation on the bone knife. The first time was that he had seized him from the Black Crow Tribe and is still carrying him. Carry on the bone knife.

For the bone knife he was carrying, Feng Yun knew very well how powerful it was, but now he saw another one. Based on this alone, he would look at the young man differently.

Perhaps Wang Shi's hardness is indeed quite high. Even with the help of the sharpness of the sword, the young man still saw slow cutting.

After a while, the obese middle-aged man seemed to be a little impatient, and he didn't know what he said to the young man.

Feng Yun clearly saw that the young man's movements suddenly paused. Although the duration was very short, he still could not escape his eyes.

He could feel that he was angry, but the young man did nothing extra, and soon the patterns on his sword became brighter, giving him the illusion that they were about to fly from the blade.

In the next instant, the blade became dimmed, but there was a length of about one foot long protruding from the tip of the blade, which was very solid and gave a sense of substance.

Take Fengyun for example. If you have not witnessed its changes with your own eyes, you may have missed it.

After the knife in the hand of the young man changed, its destructive power immediately increased by more than one level.

Originally, it only shaved off a layer that was not thick, but now he cuts slices of stone from the stone king, even thinner, but the speed has increased by many times.

Pieces of thin paper-like stone flew from Shi Wang's body continuously. If you didn't look carefully, you would mistakenly think that you had torn off a piece of thin paper posted on it.

Feng Yun knew why the young man did this, so as not to miss any spinel hidden in the stone king, and his actions made Feng Yun a little disappointed.

He was still waiting to examine the fragments that Stone King had cut. Although the possibility of finding spinel was unlikely, it was not entirely impossible.

Someone once found a treasure from an inconspicuous discarded spinel ore, and it was very beautiful for a while.

In a short time, the height of the stone king was reduced by about half, and the stone pieces cut from it were piled up high, which made the viewer jaw-dropping at one time, too unreasonable.

The stones are very hard, even if they are cut very thinly, this will not change, but seeing them being cut from the stone king, like sheets of paper stacked together, for a while, Fengyun and the other four have one Kind of unreal feeling.

After the stone king was cut in half, the young man did not continue cutting, but the young man was not idle either, but kept looking around the stone.

Both eyes were constantly moving on it, and while walking, he showed a thinking expression, as if thinking about how to better handle Shi Wang.

After walking about three laps, just when the fat middle-aged man was waiting for some milk powder, the young man finally got a new move.

Guanghua burst out, dazzling like rolling snowflakes, flashing continuously, and then fell into silence.

The young man stood still, and even returned the knife to the scabbard.

The chubby middle-aged man quit, and walked quickly to the young man, saying something, judging from his expression, it seemed quite excited.

The young man listened quietly, his expression did not fluctuate at the slightest, until the fat training words came to an end, he stepped forward to Shi Wang and reached out to him, but soon his arm was retracted again.

However, it was different from the empty hands when he was probing for the past. When the hands were retracted, it grabbed something, which was a very thin and large piece of rock. It turned out that he had cut it vertically.

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