Chapter 255 Left Hand

If the Sixth Generation Chief had not seen the Ming Totem, he would only think that the totem stone in the enemy's hand was a spiritual weapon.

But he had seen it, and the Fire Totem Stone had also entered the Ming Totem realm, which made him more sensitive to the power of the Ming Totem.

The son of the Ice Bear Tribe chief was holding a Ming Totem, and the Sixth Generation Chief was sure that he was not mistaken.

Compared to the pure totem power of the spiritual totem, the power radiated by the Ming Totem is more obscure. This is his way of distinguishing between the spiritual and the Ming Totems.

Simple, but very effective.

The former is just an enhancement of the totem power, and the latter carries a more complex power in it, which is always difficult for people to understand.

The Sixth Generation Chief, who had observed two bright totems, had a more accurate judgment of the totem power, because the difference between the Bull Totem and the Fire Totem was too great.

Compared to the simplicity of the Bull Totem, the Fire Totem was too complicated, and the power it displayed was more obscure. The totem stone in the hands of the enemy in front of him was obviously closer to the Bull Totem.

"It should have only one ability."

The Sixth Generation Chief tightened the turtle shell in his hand and thought to himself.

"Come on, let me see your power."

The son of the Ice Bear Tribe chief patted the totem stone in his arms, with a sense of victory.

However, his method of playing tricks on the enemy was despised by the Sixth Generation Chief.

The ancient cat beast in the tribe also has this habit, but she only does this to weak enemies.

Maintaining a proper respect for the enemy can sometimes help you find the enemy's weaknesses.

Suppressing all the messy thoughts, the sixth-generation leader began to focus on the enemy, and the tortoise shell in his left hand slowly rotated. This is a defense method he invented himself.

The rotating tortoise shell can better remove the enemy's power, and even deflect the enemy's attack, creating an opportunity for a fatal blow.

"If you don't come, I will."

The son of the Ice Bear Tribe leader picked up the totem stone, grinned at the sixth-generation leader, and bent his body like a giant bear, posing a charging posture.

The Sixth Chief also lowered his body, ready to fight at any time.

"Buzz..."

The enemy's totem stone exploded with surging power, and then the son of the Ice Bear Tribe chief rushed over at a speed far beyond that of an ordinary person.

"Bang."

The Sixth Chief had almost no time to react, and was hit on the turtle shell by the huge totem stone. His body could not help but flip backwards, and the whole person passed several Fire Tribe totem warriors and fell directly into the Fire Tribe team.

"Too strong."

This thought flashed through his mind, and then he rolled over inertia after falling, but he only rolled once and fell on the body of the Fire Tribe warrior.

He was knocked away, but the enemy did not stop at all, and still rushed into the Fire Tribe battle formation frantically.

The rumbling figure rushed into the Fire Tribe battle formation like a sled, directly killing three Fire Tribe totem warriors and ploughing a bloody path.

The Sixth Generation Chief shook his dizzy head and quickly stood up to meet him.

There were only two spiritual weapons on the entire battlefield, one in the enemy's hands and one in his. If he didn't go up, the other warriors would have to wait for death.

"Come on."

The Sixth Generation Chief roared and charged, concentrating all his strength on the tortoise shell, and the sea-blue power burst out - this power was a little stronger than before, as if it was stimulated by the enemy.

"Hahaha, come on."

The son of the Ice Bear Tribe chief laughed and charged again.

"Woo..."

The tortoise shell in the Sixth Generation Chief's left hand spun wildly, more than a little faster than before.

This time, when the enemy rushed over, the Sixth Generation Chief took the opportunity to turn around, and his shield collided with the enemy at a certain angle, and his body was also ready to withstand the impact.

"Boom..."

With a muffled sound, the Sixth Generation Chief was knocked out again, but this time the height and distance of the collision were greater than the last time, and the enemy, however, failed to crush him like last time and plunged into the Fire Tribe team.

He was disturbed by the angle set by the Sixth Generation Chief, and the angle of the collision was deviated, rushing into the center of the battlefield between the Fire Tribe and the Ice Bear Tribe, killing a Fire Tribe warrior while also killing an Ice Bear Tribe warrior.

The Sixth Generation Chief's eyes lit up, and he sensed a bit of unusual power from it, that is, the enemy's attack was not very controllable.

The son of the Ice Bear Tribe leader turned around, his eyes spurting with anger. He was enraged by the Sixth Chief. No enemy had ever been able to withstand his attack, let alone change his direction.

"Die."

He roared, took a deep breath, and then charged again.

"Woo..."

The Sixth Chief's tortoise shell spun and prepared to try to adjust the angle again, avoiding the enemy's main force and ricocheting through the thickness of the tortoise shell.

"Huh..."

The enemy who was charging halfway suddenly spit out a cold breath from his mouth, which disrupted the Sixth Chief's plan and even made him feel at a loss for what to do.

He could only give up the pursuit of the angle and curl up his whole body behind the tortoise shell to avoid the cold breath.

"Boom..."

The impact followed the cold breath, but it was not as strong as expected, and the enemy deliberately adjusted the angle, exerting force downward when hitting, causing the Sixth Chief to squat down.

"Come on."

The son of the Ice Bear Tribe leader roared, and the burial weapon in his hand madly hit the Sixth Chief's tortoise shell.

"Boom..."

"Boom..."

"Boom..."

With each blow, the Sixth Chief's body shrunk, blood oozed from his mouth, and his internal organs were seriously injured.

Finally, he could not hold on and fell to the ground after a fierce blow.

"Hehe..."

The enemy laughed at him, lifted up the two antlers on the totem stone, and hit the Sixth Chief's left hand that was still holding the turtle shell.

"Puff..."

The Sixth Chief, who was trembling and struggling, heard the sound. He raised his head and saw that the turtle shell that he was proud of and changed his destiny was completely embedded in the snow, and his left hand, including half of his forearm, was also broken and turned into blood mud and shattered under the turtle shell.

"No."

He roared, struggling to stand up, but the shaking from his internal organs made him completely powerless.

The enemy raised his right foot and stepped on his head with a grin, laughing. On this battlefield, he laughed at the sixth-generation leader wantonly. He

didn't even kill the sixth-generation leader directly, but signaled to the warrior beside him, so the warrior brewed a cold breath and blew it on the sixth-generation leader.

Without the protection of the shield, his body was almost frozen in an instant, including his left hand that was bleeding.

"Be prepared to die." The

son of the Ice Bear Tribe leader once again picked up the two antlers with both hands, ready to smash the head of the sixth-generation leader with one blow.