Chapter 137: One claw decides everything.

The sixth generation leader winked at the Moon Totem leader and the Wolf Tribe warrior, asking them to come closer to him.

He felt that something was wrong with the aura of the armless warrior, and that he looked more like a beast than a human.

"Did I let you move?"

The armless warrior suddenly turned his head, and the whites of his eyes were not the white of humans, but showed a dark yellow glow.

Being stared at by this gaze, there is a feeling of being stared at by a beast, and looking into these eyes suddenly, it is as if seeing a pair of tiger eyes.

"You should return the Tiger Spirit Blade."

The sixth generation leader looked at the feet of the armless warrior, where the Tiger Spirit Blade fell.

The armless warrior showed a struggling look on his face, as if there were two consciousnesses fighting in his mind.

"Is it a tiger totem?"

The sixth generation leader tightened the turtle shell on his left hand and took a step forward to ask.

He couldn't help but guess so. The fire totem also descended during the second generation of the witch's divine attack, and the mother of the third generation of the witch also broke through the limit to perform a divine attack.

The current state of the armless warrior is too similar to the state in the legend.

"Roar..."

The armless warrior suddenly showed a ferocious look and let out a tiger roar.

"The dragon totem bullied me, and the fire totem wants to bully me too. What do you want? I am the king of beasts, I am the king of the jungle, I will kill you, kill you all..."

He suddenly roared, and the totem fire on his body rose layer by layer, and the fierce aura spread. The totem warriors around him could only hold on.

This is a totem descending, and he completely requisitioned the body of the broken-armed warrior.

At this time, the broken-armed warrior's body was bleeding from all seven holes. As the totem fire burned out, the dark flames brought out were mixed with blood, which was the blood of the broken-armed warrior.

"If the Tiger Tribe wants freedom, you all must die... all must die..."

He seemed to be crazy, muttering, with his scattered hair floating in the air with the totem fire, like a madman.

"Save... me..."

The leader of the Spirit Claw tribe who fell to the ground begged, attracting the attention of the armless warrior.

He glanced at the leader of the Spirit Claw tribe, slowly raised his left foot, and dropped it hard.

"Crack."

The head of the leader of the Spirit Claw tribe was crushed by him, and the whole person completely lost his life.

His death bought some time for the sixth-generation leader, allowing him to make a better judgment of the overall situation.

The result of the judgment made the heart of the sixth-generation leader heavier. The state of the armless warrior in front of him was obviously beyond the combat power of ordinary spirit weapon warriors, and beyond his control.

"Without the support of the Fire Tribe, the Tiger Tribe cannot survive in such an environment. You should be able to think it through."

The Sixth Generation Chief tried to persuade the other party with words, but he was powerless.

The Armless Warrior looked at him, his face still fierce, but he did not attack, instead he revealed a trace of thinking.

"You can no longer return to the Dragon Tribe. This is the territory of the Fire Tribe. You killed us with your momentary ferocity. In the end, what? Can you escape with the Tiger Tribe?"

The Sixth Generation Chief persuaded the other party in a persuasive manner. He mustered up his courage and took a step forward to increase the power of persuasion.

"Even if you can escape, where can you go?"

"I am the leader of the Fire Tribe. Even if you can kill me, the Fire Tribe will not let you go. You know how powerful the Fire Totem is."

When mentioning the Fire Totem, the face of the Armless Warrior suddenly twisted.

"I'm going to kill you."

He suddenly became angry, which was completely beyond the Sixth Chief's expectation, but he also knew that it was probably because the fire totem hurt him too deeply that he resisted so strongly.

The Fire Tribe had just obtained the Tiger Spirit Knife, and the Fifth Xuan threw him directly into the totem fire and burned him day and night to subdue this fierce guy.

But the strength of the rebound was as great as the strength of the initial subjugation.

The black totem power of Xuan surged again, and this time he pressed towards the Sixth Chief, and the totem power crushed him first. The Sixth Chief immediately raised the tortoise shell and struggled to support himself.

The nine-zhang-high totem fire pressed towards the Sixth Chief like a mountain, and the power hit the tortoise shell, making a puffing sound.

"Tiger Totem, you have to think it over and don't make a decision in a hurry. This concerns your entire tribe..."

The Sixth Chief still tried to persuade him in the difficult resistance.

The Moon Totem Chief raised his spear and wanted to resist for the Sixth Chief.

"Roar..."

The Armless Warrior roared and turned to the Moon Totem Chief.

"Don't move. Let me do it. I can't beat him. He hasn't attacked me yet."

The Sixth Chief hurriedly stabilized the Moon Totem Chief.

In the current situation, although the Armless Warrior used the power of the totem to suppress him, he did not attack immediately. If a fight really broke out, everyone present would die with the combat power of the Armless Warrior who just fought against the leader of the Spirit Claw Tribe.

"Hurry up and ask the Fire Totem and the Wolf Totem to come over. Go quickly."

In the distance, the leader of the five hundred people pulled over a Wolf Totem warrior and said.

He himself was just an ordinary Totem warrior, without even a spiritual weapon, so he could not participate in this kind of war.

The Wolf Totem warrior named by him immediately drove the giant wolf to run towards the Fire Tribe.

The Moon Totem leader obediently stopped his actions, and the Sixth Generation Leader slowly spoke.

"If you have any requests, we can talk. I guess when you return to the totem, the broken-armed warrior will die. The Tiger Tribe has lost an excellent leader, and the future is worrying. Let's talk, okay?"

The Sixth Generation Leader soothed the Tiger Totem's emotions. Even if the current stalemate remained unchanged, it would be beneficial to him.

From the information he got from the old man of the Fire Tribe about the second generation of witches' divine fighting skills, he knew that the totem's descent would not last long.

Even if the body of the broken-armed warrior totem warrior was stronger than the second generation witch, even if he sacrificed his life to fight with the gods, there must be a limit.

The longer it dragged on, the better it would be for him.

"I want to become an allied tribe, an allied tribe like the Wolf Tribe."

Finally, the Tiger Totem still had a bit of reason and put forward his own request.

"We can discuss it, discuss it with the Fire Totem..."

"You are kidding me."

The Tiger Totem was very angry at his delay and increased the output of the totem's power. In an instant, the pressure was even greater, and the body of the sixth generation leader made a creaking sound.

Just when the sixth generation leader was about to give up and was about to respond, the turtle shell suddenly emitted a wave-colored light.

At first, the light was still very faint, and gradually the light became brighter and brighter. The sixth generation leader could clearly feel a force spreading to him, helping him to bear the pressure.

"What is this power?"

After a slight relief, he looked at the turtle shell in his hand in surprise.

The others looked at him in surprise, and saw a large sea-blue turtle slowly appearing above him. The turtle was so large that it almost covered the sky.

"Ang~~"

A high-pitched cry sounded, and the large turtle slowly opened its eyes and looked at the little man not far away.

Then, under everyone's astonished gaze, the giant turtle slowly swung its right claw, and the sea-blue claw fell from a height, extinguishing the totem fire on the armless warrior's body, and finally smashed the armless warrior into a meat paste.

"Ang~~"

Another cry, the giant turtle's figure slowly dissipated, leaving only a layer of sea-blue light on the turtle shell, and the rest of the strange phenomena disappeared.

The entire battlefield was silent, and the sixth generation leader let out a long breath, looking at the armless warrior who was crushed into a meat paste not far away, and his eyes gradually showed fire.

"Kill, no matter whether it is the Spirit Claw or the Spirit Tiger, don't spare a single one, kill them all."