There seemed to be a fire burning in Ye Qing's heart, and his body started to tremble.
Killing people and massacring villages simply destroys humanity!
"How dare they?!"
Although he is not a member of the Zhanhu Clan, because of Dazan and Bai Ge, he also wants to help this village living in a secret realm.
Moreover, anyone who hears this kind of beastly behavior will be angry.
Mei Buhui on the side said the same thing: "Is this true? Did they really do it?"
"Where's Bohao?"
Ye Qing placed the two children on the ground and asked.
"Brother Bohao has been chasing them for a long time," Dazan said, wiping his tears.
Ye Qing nodded and touched the heads of the two children.
"Don't worry, if you call me daddy, I will never stand by and watch this happen. I will make everyone involved in this matter pay with their blood!"
The warriors of the Zhanhu Tribe were very surprised when they heard Ye Qing's words. They didn't understand why anyone would choose to help them since they were all foreign monks.
"Bohao may be in danger, I'm going to rescue him."
Ye Qing said softly, and when he turned around, he turned into an iron-faced Shura, with a gloomy and terrifying face.
Suddenly, a warrior from the Zhanhu Clan stopped Ye Qing.
"Wait, let's go too!"
Ye Qing shook his head and said: "There are still people who need your protection, so just stay here."
Another person walked up. He came to Ye Qing and took off Ye Qing's clothes, exposing his shoulders.
"You are our friend from the Zhanhu Clan!"
He held a special needle in his hand, which looked like some kind of feather, and then tattooed a pattern on Ye Qing's shoulder.
It's just a few lines, but it forms a simple tiger head shape. This is the totem of their fighting tiger tribe.
"Go, friend, Zhan Hu will protect you!"
Ye Qing nodded, and finally turned around and left firmly.
Mei Buhui hurriedly caught up with him: "I'll go with you!"
"This matter has nothing to do with you, you don't need to interfere." Ye Qing said calmly.
Mei Buhui snorted coldly: "You didn't want me to intervene, so I decided to intervene. Just think of it as...repaying your favor for the elixir!"
"what ever!"
Ye Qing's body gradually gathered a fierce killing aura, and at this moment, he was completely angry.
At this time, a battle was going on dozens of miles away from the village.
One of the fighting parties was Bohao from the Zhanhu Clan. At this time, he was already scarred and the stone spear in his hand was broken.
But his eyes were still blood red, as if he wanted to bite the enemy in front of him to death!
The two people he fought against were all monks at the master level, but they also seemed very heavy at this moment.
"Damn it, is this remnant of the Zhanhu Clan unkillable?"
They watched Bohao being knocked down countless times and standing up countless times. Even though he had reached his limit, he still refused to die.
"Blood debt must be paid with blood!"
Bohao roared hoarsely, and suddenly rushed forward like a wounded beast.
His body had reached the point of running out of fuel, but he was still so crazy, and the desire to avenge his people had occupied his entire body and mind.
"madman!"
The long sword in a monk's hand suddenly came out, and as the golden light flashed, countless sharp rays of light were released. Even the ground was cut open, and the surrounding trees and rocks were cut into pieces.
Bo Hao had no defense at all. He dragged his scarred body and rushed towards the sword, and at the same time he thrust out the broken spear in his hand!
Poof!
In the flash of cold light, the long sword directly pierced Bo Hao's body, and Bo Hao's broken spear also stabbed the monk's body hard.
Unfortunately, the broken spear could not cause much damage, and it only barely pierced the monk's skin.
With a bang, Bohao's body fell heavily to the ground again. At this time, he was simply a bloody man with hundreds of wounds on his body.
The reason why Bohao was so seriously injured was because when Bohao caught up with these people, there were more than a dozen of them, and they teamed up to deal with Bohao.
After Bohao was seriously injured, they all thought the crisis was over, so they asked two people to stay and kill Bohao while the others continued on their way.
They have to leave here before the secret realm is closed. After all, the Zhanhu Clan's village is still far away from the exit.
But he didn't expect that the two people who stayed behind would go into the middle of the night. It had been several hours, and Bohao was still not dead.
Seeing Bo Hao fall down again, the two men looked at each other and saw a trace of doubt in each other's eyes.
"This time, he must be really dead, right?"
A monk stepped forward, wanting to check Bohao's life and death, but at this moment Bohao suddenly opened his blood-red eyes, broke off the spear in his hand and stabbed it out fiercely!
"ah!"
The monk covered his eyes and staggered back. One of his eyes had been pierced by a broken spear.
However, this was Bohao's last blow. He was unable to fight anymore and the vitality in his body was rapidly passing away.
Another monk immediately drew out his long sword, preparing to give Bohao the final blow.
The long sword roared into the sky, and finally fell, its cold light flashing like a meteor streaking across the sky.
At this critical moment, a figure rushed over from a distance at a very fast speed. There were roars in the air. This was the sound of bodies rubbing violently in the air.
"Get away!"
The person coming was none other than Ye Qing!
The Falling Star Giant Sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and then he threw it out fiercely. The giant sword directly knocked the fallen sword away.
Ye Qing ran to Bohao's side. After seeing Bohao's miserable condition, he felt a little unbearable.
"Don't worry, leave the rest to me."
Seeing that the person coming was Ye Qing, Bo Hao suddenly relaxed in his heart. Ye Qing was the first outsider who could make him so relaxed.
Perhaps it was because Ye Qing appeared to save him, or perhaps it was because of Dazan and Bai Ge, the relaxed Bohao immediately fainted.
Ye Qing threw his storage ring to Mei Buhui, who came after him, and shouted sternly: "Save him at all costs!"
"I'm not a doctor!"
Mei Buhui yelled angrily, but finally knelt down and fed Bohao a large amount of healing elixirs and various elixirs.
As long as she thought it was useful, Bohao would use it.
Ye Qing had already unlocked the mark on the storage ring, so Mei Buhui could easily open the storage ring.
Bohao's breath was weak and he was about to die, but under the influence of those pills and other items, he managed to hold his breath.
Ye Qing looked coldly at the two monks in front of him and asked, "Were you the ones who massacred the Zhanhu tribe's villages?"
"So what? It's just an indigenous village. Do you want to avenge them?"
Ye Qing nodded with a ferocious expression: "Yes, I will use your heads to commemorate them!"