Chapter 948

Opening all the auras around his body, he attacked the Tree-Man Tribe people as if his life depended on it!

Turning his head to look at his side, a look of disdain appeared on the Tree-Man Tribe Patriarch's face.

"Human Tribe Sect Master, you dared to break into my Tree-Man Tribe with these crooked melons and cracked dates. Who gave you the guts?"

"None of your business! Hurry up and release my Human Tribe people!"

Hearing his words, the other side sneered.

His eyes turned, and he said with a smile, "It's not impossible to let me release your people. Let's make a deal. You hand over the Snow Lotus to me, and I'll return the people to you. How about it?"

"Bah! You dirty person still daydreaming about getting the Snow Lotus? You are dreaming!"

Being spat on heavily by Chen Ang, the Tree-Man Tribe Patriarch didn't get angry but laughed instead.

"Human Tribe Patriarch, if you want to survive, you'd better do as I say. This is the only chance for you and your people to survive. If you don't grasp it, you will all die here!"

"Even if I die here, I won't hand over the Snow Lotus to you. Like you, a dirty person, you are not worthy of getting the Snow Lotus at all!"

As soon as the voice fell, Chen Ang shook his head forcefully, and a strand of aura headed straight for the Tree-Man Tribe Patriarch!

Watching his aura fly over, the Tree-Man Tribe Patriarch's expression became extremely grim.

He thought Chen Ang was already a turtle in a jar after being tied up like this, but he didn't expect him to still be able to launch an attack!

Shaking the willow wood in his hand, he fiercely scattered Chen Ang's aura.

Staring at the tree veins entangled on Chen Ang, he said coldly, "You guys are a bit too lazy. Give him some color to see!"

As soon as his voice fell, the tree veins on Chen Ang entangled even tighter, and the tree veins stabbing into his chest also began to exert force continuously, as if they wanted to tear him apart.

Sensing the change on his body, Chen Ang's face turned red, and the cold sweat on his forehead dripped continuously.

After enduring and enduring, he finally couldn't help but let out a howl.

Hearing his scream, Huang Xiaoyao's eyes were blood-red.

Especially when hearing the Tree-Man Tribe Patriarch's loud laughter, all his strength was stimulated, and he took a person's life as soon as he raised his hand!

The Tree-Man Tribe Patriarch didn't pay attention to his side, only looking at Chen Ang with a smile and saying, "Hand over the Snow Lotus to me, and I will let you avoid physical pain."

Staring at the Tree-Man Tribe Patriarch with blood-red eyes, Chen Ang gritted his teeth and said, "Don't you dream! I swear I will not hand over the Snow Lotus to you!"

Hearing his words, the Tree-Man Tribe Patriarch's expression also became a bit grim.

Staring closely at Chen Ang, he sneered through his teeth.

"You really don't know what's good for you. You still dare to be stubborn with me until now. Do you know that as long as I move my hands, you will die here now! It's easy for me to take your life!"

"You are dreaming! The life of my Human Tribe Patriarch is not something a dirty person like you can take!"

"Heh, still stubborn when death is imminent? Then I will let you see the power of our Tree-Man Tribe!"

As soon as the voice fell, the trees in the entire forest swayed along with it.

The gloomy wind blew, hitting Chen Ang's face one by one, like countless mouths hitting his cheeks.

In the midst of chaos, countless branches turned into sharp claws, shaking and attacking Chen Ang's side!

Looking at those branches, Chen Ang's pupils contracted sharply!

If thousands of branches stabbed directly into him, he would be stabbed into meat stuffing directly!

At the critical moment, An Xinyi's aura suddenly came from afar!

Sensing this complex aura, Chen Ang's eyes lit up suddenly!

Their strategy worked, An Xinyi had rescued their people!

This message flashed through his brain quickly, and a smile finally appeared on the corner of Chen Ang's mouth.

Just as he wanted to fight back, Wan Shitong's aura suddenly moved from far to near. Before he arrived, a Nine-Nether Underworld Flame attacked!

The flame rose, burning those branches until they turned charred instantly, falling straight to the ground!

Bursts of screams came continuously, and a roar suddenly came from Chen Ang's mouth.

Shaking his arms, he directly broke free from the Tree-Man Tribe Patriarch's restraint! The tree veins entangled on his body were directly shattered into pieces! Like sharp blades, they attacked!

Watching his subordinates attack him, the Tree-Man Tribe Patriarch opened his eyes wide instantly.

He thought Chen Ang was going to die under this move of his, but he didn't expect him to survive in a desperate situation!

In an instant, the Tree-Man Tribe Patriarch panicked, his body swaying left and right continuously, trying to avoid the attack of his own people.

When he panicked, Chen Ang had already regained his freedom and picked up the Zhenyue Divine Spear again.

After looking at each other with Wan Shitong, the two retracted their gazes at the same time and rushed straight toward him!

Holding the Zhenyue Divine Spear, Chen Ang's wrist swirled in mid-air, and a blue flame rose along the tip of his spear. The bursts of flame were extremely hot, making those branches rushing toward Chen Ang avoid them one after another, and finally they were burned to death under his flame!

Sensing the smell of danger approaching continuously, the Tree-Man Tribe Patriarch squatted on the ground and slapped the center of the earth with one palm fiercely.

Looking at Chen Ang viciously, he grabbed with force, and some giant tree veins buried deep in the center of the earth were grabbed up directly by him!

Seeing him swing his right hand, the tree veins headed straight for Chen Ang! They rushed straight toward his flame!

Seeing this scene, Wan Shitong wanted to block in front of Chen Ang, but he was stopped by him.

Holding the Zhenyue Divine Spear, Chen Ang moved forward like a ghost. After a few spears, those giant tree veins were actually burned into ashes by his fire directly!

Watching this scene, the Tree-Man Tribe Patriarch opened his eyes wide instantly.

"Impossible, this is impossible!"

Just as he was shaking his head, Chen Ang's figure had already arrived behind him.

Pushing his palm forward with force, the Zhenyue Divine Spear stabbed in fiercely!

The moment blood splashed everywhere, a look of satisfaction appeared in Chen Ang's eyes.

Pushing the Zhenyue Divine Spear with force, he directly nailed the Tree-Man Tribe Patriarch to the ground!

Wan Shitong was worried that the tree veins underground would make trouble, so he kept using the Nine-Nether Underworld Flame to help him. With the Nine-Nether Underworld Flame burning on the side, the tree veins didn't dare to move at all, only daring to hide underground and tremble.

Staring at the Tree-Man Tribe Patriarch's eyes, Chen Ang sneered and said, "I told you, our Human Tribe is not so easy to deal with! Just because of you, you want my life? You are daydreaming!"

Hearing Chen Ang's words, the Tree-Man Tribe Patriarch gritted his teeth and said, "I warn you, you are now on the territory of my Tree-Man Tribe! If you dare to act rashly, don't blame me for using the power of the whole tribe to wipe you out!"

Hearing this, Chen Ang looked as if he had heard some joke, and looked up and laughed loudly.

"Now that you have become a prisoner yourself, you still have the guts to point fingers at me here? Do you believe that I will take your life before you open your mouth?"

After saying this, Chen Ang used a few more points of force on his hand. Following his action, the tip of the Zhenyue Divine Spear was completely submerged into the Tree-Man Tribe Patriarch's body!

Sensing the invasion of foreign objects, the Tree-Man Tribe Patriarch's expression turned pale, and the cold sweat on his forehead hit the ground in large drops!

Seeing him like this, a look of disdain appeared on the corner of Chen Ang's mouth.

He didn't deny that the Tree-Man Tribe had a certain strength, but with their current strength, they hadn't reached the point where they could be so rampant.

Supporting the Zhenyue Divine Spear, Chen Ang turned to look at Huang Xiaoyao.

Seeing him walking step by step through the blood, Chen Ang directly gave him a position.

"Patriarch Huang, I have caught the person for you. Now you can repay kindness with kindness, and repay hatred with hatred!"

After hearing Chen Ang's words, Huang Xiaoyao nodded vigorously.

Dragging that sword full of bloodstains, he approached the Tree-Man Tribe Patriarch step by step.

With his walking, the murderous aura around became heavier and heavier, the atmosphere in the entire forest became solemn, and the air pressure was also continuously decreasing.

Seeing him like this, a look of fear appeared in the Tree-Man Tribe Patriarch's eyes.

"Huang... Huang Xiaoyao... what do you want to do?"

Hearing this, Huang Xiaoyao sneered.

"Are your ears deaf? Didn't you hear our Sect Master's words? Our Sect Master told me to repay kindness with kindness, and repay hatred with hatred! You killed three great generals of my Fox Tribe in a row, this hatred is also time to be repaid!"

A heart jumped into his throat instantly, the Tree-Man Tribe Patriarch said with a trembling voice, "Huang Xiaoyao, things are not what you think. I can explain this matter. You must not let the Human Tribe deceive your mind and defect to them!"

"Who I defect to is my choice. Now what I want to settle is the account between us!"

"I understand what you mean, but there is indeed a misunderstanding in this matter. I can explain this matter!"

Seeing him still quibbling, Huang Xiaoyao raised his sword and stabbed forward!

A sword stabbed out, hitting the Tree-Man Tribe Patriarch's shoulder directly.

The moment blood sprayed out, Wan Shitong patted his sleeves in disgust.

Seeing his action, the Tree-Man Tribe Patriarch gritted his back teeth tightly.

"Huang Xiaoyao! You have been used by the Human Tribe! Can you be a bit more sober!"

"Sober? I can't be sober. Since I saw the skulls of my own people, my consciousness has already been unclear. They died so painfully. As the Patriarch, I naturally have to avenge them. Now that you have fallen into my hands, do you think I will be soft-hearted just because you say a few words? Dream on!"