When Yi and a dozen men arrived without stopping, they were slightly stunned when they saw Luo Yu's appearance. The young man seemed to have become a different person. Although he was still lying quietly among the reeds and carefully observing the crowd opposite, he was no longer as restless as he had when he first met. Although he was still calm and even looked into the distance with a smile, his calm eyes were as if he was admiring the flowers in the mountains. His leisurely look was not nervously waiting for the bloody battle next time, but as relaxed and comfortable as an outing.

Yi was stunned. This seemingly gentle and gentleness actually just covered the bloodthirsty desire torture under the shell of gentleness and kindness, allowing him to see his past self in a trance. He also had the uncontrollable murderous intent and hatred in his heart. It was just that he hid deeper under the elder's gentle spiritual power. In addition, the gentle fatherly love that had been accompanied by the daughter who became the entrusted in his heart over the years, the turbulent blood-colored spirit disappeared.

He clearly remembered the look of the boy when he appeared timidly from the grass last night.

Simple self-confidence, innocence, and a kind of cheerful belief. It was this simple youthful and beautiful look that touched him slightly. He went against the opposition and directly chose to accept this sudden appearance of outsider. He shook his head, his heart was full of thoughts, but his footsteps had not stopped for a moment. He walked over directly, looking at the unchanging Hongyan on the opposite shore, with the tearing pain in his chest, eager for the blood of his enemies to relieve it.

In any case, it has nothing to do with me. What I have to do now is to let those beasts repay the little interest!

"Uncle Yi, you are here!" The young man saw Yi and his men coming, smiled brightly, and waved his hand and narrated it like a warm host entertaining guests, introducing them one by one.

"There were twelve people in that group of Yamato people. Three of them were lying on the shore and seemed to be sleeping. Seven people sat next to them to rest. The remaining two were fishing everywhere in the water. However, they didn't seem to be fishing like us. There were only two harpoons in total. The rest were carrying a bamboo basket. I don't know what was stuffed, but it shouldn't be a weapon."

"Not bad." Yi looked at the boy who had suddenly changed a lot and smiled, with unconcealed appreciation in his eyes, "You did a good job beyond my expectations when you can observe so many details! But next, you will learn from us what is real hunting!"

He greeted his subordinates standing beside Jing, lowered his head like a demonstration, and jumped into the water with a thunderous sound. After the water surface shaking, a wet head suddenly appeared. He wiped the water droplets between his eyebrows very comfortably, showed a bloodthirsty smile, and raised his head to explain to everyone on the shore: "Let's swim past, Jie, you are hiding in the water next to you with the seven best water persons, I will secretly go ashore and cover it directly and attack!"

"Jie", who had the same name as a tyrant in ancient China, was a short and energetic man. He nodded silently, then called out seven people, and handed over all the sharp wooden harpoons in his hand. Luo Yu, who was watching coldly, clearly discovered that the waist of this team consisting of eight best water-like partners, and the belt of the yellow shorts were covered with iron bars as dark as a rectangle.

"Yu, just follow us to the shore to surround us. Just watch from afar when fighting." Yi turned his head and continued to instruct the newly joined boy. Obviously, there was no intention to really let this inexperienced boy participate in the battle.

The cold water stimulated Luo Yu's body and mind. He calmly floated and floated in the water. His swimming skills practiced in the swimming pool since childhood played a role at this moment, allowing him to follow these water-proficient men to swim little by little to the upstream shore about a hundred meters away from the group of enemies, and then sneak up to the shore one by one.

A few minutes later, a total of nine of them were already standing condescendingly on the small hills, watching the group of Yamato's mortal enemies resting leisurely, observing their slack look without any notice of death approaching, but they were silent as if they were as iron-clad as iron, without making any sound.

"These idiots are in the mood to play the children's home games!" He looked down and saw two Yamato men running around on the sand as if they were chasing and playing. Yi spitted and sneered in contempt, breaking the silence, and then pulled out a large bundle of harpoons held by his subordinates next to him. His eyes suddenly became sharp and he looked down.

Luo Yu, who was watching quietly next to him, suddenly remembered the lightning-like throwing of the harpoon that almost penetrated his brain last night. He couldn't help but feel a little interested and focused on the man's next move.

"Look at it!"

Yi seemed to feel Luo Yu's gaze, turned his head, smiled brightly at him with white teeth, and then took a deep breath.

The sound of whimpering breathing was extremely long, as if it was about to crack his lungs. He suddenly took a step back slightly, lifted his right hand holding the harpoon and raised it backwards. His body half tilted, but his head looked down from a distance. In just a few seconds, the dark and strong body slowly calmed down. After a bit of silence that was suffocatingly silent, his body seemed to accumulate incredible power. At this moment, it suddenly burst out like thunder. Suddenly, he took a big step forward. His strong right arm was too hard and even the air was shaking sound. A black light flashed, and his right hand had been replaced in a forward shot.

As fast as thunder, as fast as a meteor!

Until then, there was a loud roar of violent explosion of air! The air flow that penetrated instantly left a shrinking wind passage. Luo Yu's cheeks were tingling with pain, but his eyes became brighter and he looked at the running Yamato man below almost frenzy!

"Come and chase me, Hirano, you Haga!"

On the calm sand, Shirou, who was chasing behind him, was still immersed in the joy of playing with his partner. He saw Hirano, who was exhausted behind him, supported his legs, panting and couldn't run anymore, and couldn't help laughing, raising a little finger like mocking, despising the pitiful physical strength in the fat body of this playmate who had a deep friendship, but suddenly found that when this companion who had been playing together since childhood looked at him, his face showed shock, panic mixed with a twisted expression he had never seen before, he was slightly stunned, and he could only hear a sharp scream in his ear, and then suddenly his eyes turned black.

Hirano, who was playing with Shiro and chasing her exhausted physically, saw a terrifying scene. Shiro, who relied on his energy, just turned his head and raised his little finger at him. Behind the ignorant smile, a straight black lightning suddenly passed through the distant horizon. The black light wrapped in the air flow shot straight and penetrated through the body of this companion in an instant.

"careful!"

He had only had time to shout loudly, and then he was suddenly splashed with yellow sand mist on the ground by the soft sand under his feet, covering his vision.

Hirano had to cover her eyes, waved her hand and tried hard to disperse the flying gravel. She barely looked at it, but found that a long wooden stick appeared in front of her, and the roots were deeply inserted into the sand in front of her feet. The end of the stick seemed to tremble in the wind due to the counter-shaking, splashing out an unknown liquid, wetting the dry sand, making his heart sink.

"Shirou?Shirou?"

After screaming for a few consecutive times without any response, Hirano suddenly felt an ominous premonition. He slowly raised his head and looked at the little hair that was arrogantly raising his little finger. Looking from bottom to top, his white legs still standing upright on the ground, as well as his red shorts and flat belly. Then the little finger that was upright on his chest was as usual, but when he breathed a sigh of relief and raised his head completely, he was stunned, and then a deafening scream!

ah!!!

The face with a sarcastic smile was only half a head left. The originally brilliant young man's smile was like a bright red lips remaining in an arc, revealing white and scarlet teeth, like the joking and mocking of death. The scalp covered with black hair splashed on the sand piece by piece. The white and red liquid dyed the dry sand into various chaotic colors. In front of Hirano's feet, a black wet round bead rolled, and the godless eyes reflected his pale and terrified expression!

Like a sign of death, the remaining Yamato tribes remained unresponsive, and they were even a little confused by the shrill scream. When they felt that they were confused about the situation for noon, the sky made a coherent sound of raindrops. They subconsciously looked up, but found that at noon, black meteor showers suddenly fell from the sky!

That is the meteor of the god of death, and the one who falls is death!

The Yamato tribe, who had not yet reacted, was panicked, but the sharp harpoons that broke the air in the sky would not have any pity. Even though the techniques were uneven, a few harpoons were just rubbing the air and inserted into the sand, two or three poor unlucky guys were directly penetrated through their bodies. Although they did not directly break the skull like Shirou, they were also pierced through their thighs and chests, and they completely lost the power of resistance. They could only scream and struggle and roll on the ground.

Then on the high hillside, under the dazzling sunlight, several black shadows suddenly appeared from afar, and rushed towards the poor people who were raided in a charge. The running and strong legs rolled up yellow smoke and dust!

"It's a [Shang] person!" Seeing the familiar bright yellow color that seemed to be one with the sun, someone suddenly let out a harsh shout in despair, knowing that the consequences of the failure of this encounter would inevitably lose their last vitality. These Yamato men burst out from despair, took out their spears or iron knives with them, gathered them together, and struggled to the end.

The two people who were fishing seriously during the diving suddenly realized something was wrong and swam back desperately, hoping to give their tribe as much support as possible. When they waved their legs desperately and splashed white water all over the ground, they did not notice that black lurking figures suddenly appeared behind them.

Under the surging water, several powerful and well-melted arms suddenly stretched out, and suddenly grabbed their legs that were kicking back!

The two people who were attacking behind had no time to scream, and felt their legs being pulled back tightly. They couldn't help but struggled deeply into the water like a traveler in a sand dune. After a few minutes, the stormy water slowly returned to calm, but a large piece of red blood suddenly appeared in the clear river water.

This was a perfect raid. Fierce enemy attacks appeared in the sky, on the earth and even on the rivers, which made these confused, panic and desperate Yamato people feel a sense of powerlessness of being abandoned by the heaven and earth and having to fight with all things, as if the mountains and fields are everywhere, and the heaven and earth are all enemies!
Chapter completed!