With a brush, Ah Zhi, who picked up the copper spear from the hands of the white ape, pointed the copper spear directly on the white ape whose chest was bleeding on the ground, and sneered: "If you dare to step forward, I will kill. he!"

After a word, these old people stood there and dared not move, and pointed at Ah Zhi with a trembling mouth: "You, don't go too far. Don't forget, but we saved you two."

Azhi sneered: "So what? We were ordered by the patriarch to kill your patriarch. Don't worry, it will not take long before our great Lihuo tribe will come to the White Ape Mountain Range! At that time, You are all our captives!"

The several elder-level elders present all had their eyes rounded.

Ah Zhi gave Chuan a look in his eyes, and the latter understood, oh oh two times, he shook the tin spear in his hand, and after shaking the spear for a circle, he said, "You all be honest, otherwise, don't blame me for killing."

Bai Yuan opened his mouth and spurted blood, reached out his hand to grasp Ah Zhi's trouser legs, his face was full of pain, and his eyes were full of expressions like this.

Seeing this, Chuan couldn't help but feel softened. Seeing that Azhi seemed to want to plead for the white ape.

Unexpectedly, Azhi was cruel, raised his hand with a spear and ended up with the white ape. At the same time, he seemed to be facing Sichuan and lowered his voice to himself: "The white ape is immortal. Only if he is dead can we help us contain the Ji thief, understand!"

Chuan: "···"

Bai Yuan was dead, but the elders burst out and roared, all rushing up.

Azhi's eyes were cold: "Kill!"

Saying that, Ah Zhi is holding the copper spear forward. You think, he is a big and small man. Although his body has old injuries, he can still deal with a few unarmed old men.

Seeing Azhi's move mercilessly, Chuan stomped his feet, saying that everyone had been killed, and there was no chance to look back.

Ever since, he started to work with Ah Zhi to kill the elders.

But in a moment, several old corpses appeared on the ground.

The whole cave was filled with blood, and the smell of blood was extremely heavy.

Ah Zhi was holding the copper spear, and the blood on the tip of the spear tickled down. He looked around and wiped the blood from the copper spear on an elder's body. Then, Ah Zhi put away the copper spear and deliberately said loudly: "Chuan, let's go, go to the next mountain range, and remove all obstacles for our great Lihuo tribe Ji Thief Patriarch!"

Chuan didn't understand why Azhi said these words, but he agreed in a daze, and then the two of them slipped out of the cave.

When he came to the cave, Xiangzheng led his tribe to fight with the apes. The roar of people and the screams of apes resounded through the forest.

Upon seeing this, Azhi and Chuan slipped out of the White Ape Tribe along the path.

Although they were spotted by the monkeys when they went out, the small batch of monkeys could not stop Sichuan.

Especially when Chuan thought of the memory of being almost killed by an ape before, he became even more fierce.

Surprised, the two successfully escaped from the White Ape Tribe.

Afterwards, the two headed north, just picking a small road and sprinting.

About three hours after the two left the White Ape Tribe, the other tribes all got news that the apes were aggressively attacking and harassing the White Ape tribe. For a time, the patriarchs of various patriarchs came to help.

They took the tin spears polished by the White Ape Tribe with stone tools, and they rushed into the White Ape Tribe in one fell swoop with a thunderous roar of battle.

When the two sides converged, the apes saw these primitive people in large numbers, and disappeared into the dense forest amidst the babbling and hurried greetings.

Xiang wiped the sweat beads on his forehead and let out a sigh of relief. The animal skins on his body had been scratched and arrested, revealing a tin plate polished and forged with a large piece of tin under the animal skin.

If it weren't for this tin plate used as armor defense, I'm afraid Xiang would have been caught in the battle long ago.

He stared at the ape blood, and bowed his head to thank the patriarchs who came to support him.

Everyone is also very polite and compliments each other with Xiangzai here.

Looking up at the treetop forest above his head, he sighed aloud: "It's been almost a thousand days. I have never seen these monkeys attack so madly. It seems that the monkey I killed before belongs to their ethnic group. The medium is very high."

Everyone nodded. In fact, what Xiang didn't know was that the monkey he killed was far from the monkey who was strangled to death by Chuan's leg.

Let's put it this way, if the kind that Xiang killed was the leader of the monkey group, the one that Chuan killed was the prince in the monkey group.

Xiang completely took his tribe to block the sword for Azhi and Chuan.

However, what killed Xiang couldn't think of was that he led his people here desperately, but the two white-eyed wolves, Azhi and Chuan, killed his father.

After simply cleaning the battlefield, Xiang took a group of patriarchs to the cave where Bai Yuan lived.

When he came, Xiang talked and laughed with the patriarchs, discussing the battle.

However, when they came to the entrance of the cave and saw the slain guard on the ground, more than a dozen patriarchs, including Xiang, lost their color, exclaimed one by one, and went forward to pick up the guard and hold hands. After sniffing, he has been dead for a long time.

Xiang gritted his teeth: "Damn it, did a monkey break in?"

As he was talking, Xiang's nose suddenly moved, and he asked in shock, "What smells?"

Everyone was a little startled, Xiang stood up suddenly: "No, it smells of blood!"

With that, Xiang rushed into the cave quickly, and the other patriarchs didn't dare to hesitate when they saw it, and they all followed.

Everyone came to the cave, but they saw dead bodies everywhere, and among the bodies lay their old father White Ape.

Immediately, Xiang, ah, cried out: "My Father!"

After that, Xiang rushed forward and hugged the white ape in a pool of blood.

He kept crying, crying and gritted his teeth asking what happened.

No one can give him an answer, because everyone doesn't understand what happened.

Among the elders' corpses, Xiang wanted to crush the two rows of steel teeth, his eyes almost split: "Damn it, who can tell me! What the **** is going on!"

Seeing Xiang, who was already on the verge of rage, the patriarchs who came to support from both sides were silent and dare not say a word.

Just at this time, a weak cough sounded, followed by a snap of an arm and turned it off: "Master Xiang···Master Xiang···"

Xiang fiercely turned his head, only to see an elder tremblingly rising from the corpse. This elder was injured in his chest and has not lived long.

Upon seeing this, Xiang hurriedly put down his father's body and ran over, holding on to the elder to ask what happened.

The elder coughed and spouted blood continuously: "Yes, it is Azhi Hechuan..."

Xiang frowned: "What?"

The elder said weakly, "Yes, Azhi and Chuan killed the patriarch."

After hearing this, Xiang understood, and was shocked: "How come!"

The elder said exactly what he had heard from Azna. When he finished speaking, his breath was already unstable. After a violent gasp, the corpse fell into Xiang's arms.

Xiang lowered his head and made no sound in silence, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that Xiang had already reached the brink of rage.

More than a dozen patriarchs closed their mouths and said nothing, but in their hearts, they were no different from Xiang, and they were already in anger.

As mentioned earlier, the White Ape Mountain Range is no better than other mountain ranges. The dozens of tribes in the mountain range are closely related, and there has never been a conflict because of conflict.

Even if they had disputes, they would always find the White Ape patriarch to resolve them. Moreover, from the patriarch to the ordinary people, they all listened to the White Ape's judgment without any objection.

For the white apes, they both respect and admire.

Today, however, Bai Yuan died, and was killed by the two wanderers who had been rescued.

No, they are not wanderers.

They are a clansman named Lihuo tribe far away, and they are the subordinates of the Ji Zei!

This **** thief, has the White Ape Mountain Range provoked him?

For half a day, Xiang respectfully put down the elder's body in his arms, stood up with a brush, clenched his fists and shouted: "Ji Thief! Lihuo Tribe! I will never let you go! Everyone, prepare to fight!"

Looking at Xiang, who was so angry that he almost broke through the sky, all the patriarchs took a deep breath and roared in response: "Yes!"