They wanted to make a feint to the east and attack in the west. If those people from the Hook Claw Tribe really did not follow the rules and laws, they would simply kill them all here.

The distance of several miles was reached in the blink of an eye. The people led by Han Shuang saw several people from the Hook Claw tribe wearing iron-feathered animal skins at the entrance to the east side of Mangniu Mountain. The clothes they wore were made of the skins of iron-feathered eagles, which had strong defensive capabilities.

The Iron-Winged Eagle is a bird that can only be found in Gou Claw Mountain where the Gou Claw tribe is located. It is the distinctive symbol of their tribe.

In the hands of the leader, a short-haired boy was struggling with his neck grabbed by him, with a look of pain on his face, but he did not utter a word. He just looked at the tribesmen firmly and kept shaking his head.

Seeing Han Shuang and the others and the reinforcements from the Han Yu tribe, a trace of pain flashed across the boy's face and he shouted, "Don't worry about me, kill them!"

Seeing the young man's behavior, the members of the Hanyu tribe were all furious.

Han Shuang stepped out of the crowd, frowned at the leader and said, "Gou Zhua Xing, I didn't expect it was you who came this time. How come you haven't changed much in all these years? You are still so despicable. Now that I'm here in person, you still won't let me go?!"

The guy called Hook Claw by Han Shuang was shocked when he saw Han Shuang coming, but then he sneered, picked up Han Ying and said, "I was wondering who dared to talk to Grandpa like that, it turns out to be the famous Frost Thousand Captain, haha, but what you said is wrong, this kid is so talented, he must be a genius among the young people of your Hanyu tribe, otherwise he wouldn't be able to show up here to train. If you kill him, it must be no less than losing a large number of Meridian-Opening Fruits for you, right?"

"So why bother? Let's make a fair deal and use the Meridian-Opening Fruit in exchange for his life. One thousand Meridian-Opening Fruits. I don't ask for more. How about one thousand Meridian-Opening Fruits in exchange for him?"

The thin man with lightning eyes squatted on the ground with a grin on his face, looking at Han Shuang casually, his eyes constantly scanning the crowd behind Han Shuang.

Hearing his words, the people of the Hanyu tribe were shocked. This guy had grasped their weaknesses with just a few words, and he actually disregarded the laws of the human race and the relationship between the two races.

"I really want to know what made you disregard the relationship between the two tribes and the taboos of the human race and take such a desperate measure, but the lives of the young people of my race are more important. Come, bring me a thousand Meridian-Opening Fruits."

Seeing Gou Zhua Xing tightening his grip on Han Ying's hand, causing the young man's face to turn red, Han Shuang still maintained his rationality and spoke to his subordinates. At the same time, he whispered to Han Tian, ​​"Deploy a team of 100 people to ambush them on their retreat route in advance. Hurry up."

Hantian immediately turned and left.

"Wait a moment. We need to prepare a thousand Kaimai Fruits." Han Shuang said softly to Gou Zhua Xing.

Gou Zhua Xing just sneered, not in a hurry at all.

Not long after, two soldiers were seen coming over carrying a large bamboo basket filled with white, crystal-clear fruits. There seemed to be thousands of them. This scene made the people of the Gouzhao tribe look surprised, and at the same time, more greedy.

Two soldiers carried the frame in front of the people of the Hook Claw tribe, and then spoke coldly.

"We have the fruit, let him go."

In the distance, Han Shuang and the others released their full aura, and the two centurions Han Dian and Han Tian all glared at them with their blood bursting out.

However, the hook claw punishment did not intend to stop there.

"That won't do. I'm not a fool. How about this? Let's retreat two miles, no, three miles. Once we have retreated safely, I will release the people. What do you think, Captain Frost?"

Gou Zhua Xing said to everyone with a look of confidence that he would win.

"Okay, I'll give you a hundred seconds."

Han Shuang's expression was calm, but her hands were unconsciously clenched.

As Gou Zhua Xing laughed loudly, the members of the Gou Zhua tribe immediately picked up the Kaimai Fruit and dived into the dense forest, disappearing without a trace.

But just as they left, less than ten breaths later, Han Shuang waved his hand, and several sergeant-level warriors of the Hanyu tribe immediately followed carefully.

Twenty breaths later, Han Shuang restrained his aura, and quietly sneaked into the forest with the two centurions Han Tian and Han Dian, and followed the people of the Hook Claw Tribe.

Fifty breaths later, the hundreds of soldiers who were left behind and a centurion who had just arrived burst out with all their might and then all rushed into the forest.

In the Gou Zhua tribe team two miles away, Gou Zhua Xing said to the people around him with a hint of pride on his face: "Those guys really can't wait for fifty breaths. Let's retreat! Kill this guy. I don't believe they won't follow us. Once they enter the master's formation, you must leave here immediately and return to the tribe with the Kaimai Fruit!"

"Understood!" The others nodded woodenly.

Afterwards, Gou Zhuaxing took a deep breath, and a trace of struggle seemed to flash across his face, but he quickly returned to normal and became gloomy.

Just when a sergeant from the Hook Claw Tribe was about to kill Han Ying right here, a silent black feather arrow instantly pierced through his arm and chest, splashing a large amount of blood on the people of the Hook Claw Tribe, and directly pierced through a sergeant behind the sergeant, killing him instantly.

The feather arrow that pierced through two people went straight to the third person, but was directly chopped into pieces by a broadsword.

Gou Zhuaxing's face changed drastically. Just when Han Ying was surprised, his face turned fierce and he burst out with all his strength to punch Han Ying.

"No one can save you today!!"

The full-strength attack from the Centurion who had opened up seventy-two meridians was simply not something that Han Ying, a teenager who had only opened up eighteen meridians, could resist. If he was hit by this punch, Han Ying would definitely not survive!

However, at the moment when the Hook Claw Punishment exploded, a figure with a faint golden light all over his body shot out of the jungle at a speed faster than him, punched out, and collided with the Hook Claw Punishment with a loud bang.

Then the golden figure jumped up from the ground almost without stopping, hugged Han Ying and turned back towards Mangniu Mountain, while Gou Zhua Xing suddenly retreated several feet before stopping.

"Don't let him get away! Chase him!"

Feeling that the person coming was only slightly stronger than him, a dark aura flashed across Gou Zhuaxing's face and he roared madly.

Then he burned his blood and essence regardless of everything, turned into a bloody figure and shot towards Xu Feng.

Xu Feng showed no emotion at all. He moved calmly while checking Han Ying's injuries. After discovering that the boy was not injured, he threw him out.

Just at this moment, reinforcements arrived!

Several sergeant-level soldiers of the Hanyu tribe jumped out of the woods and met Xu Feng face to face.

"Catch him! Take him back! I'll take care of it!"

Xu Feng threw the bewildered Cold Eagle to one of the sergeants, then a large piece of mud burst out from under his feet, and he turned around and shot towards the crazy-looking Hook Claw Punisher.

The reason why he didn't kill the centurion-like Gou Zhua Xing instantly when they met just now was because of what this person said before.

He mentioned the words master and formation, which made Xu Feng immediately think of the immortals and blood immortals. At the same time, he also had insight into some hidden reasons behind the Hook Claw tribe's counterintuitive behavior.