The war in the Ice Tribe continued, and neither side of the confrontation gained a advantage and had already fought to the death.

The sledgehammer that was trapped is already wrinkled and will spread out at any time.

Guancheng's spear has been smoothed out, and it is no longer as sharp as before.

The bow strings of Gong Lin's long bow have been grinded finely, and they are made of the tendons of the martial beast.

The big sword that shivered was already in a gap, and the cold air was even heavier.

The one-horned rhinoceros on the other side is not much better, with knife marks, arrow marks, gun holes, and probably a few bones are also concave.

People couldn't help but sigh: It's worthy of being a martial beast, ah, the skin of a one-horned rhinoceros, that hard, ordinary spear, bow and arrow can't hurt it less than a slightest.

Han Ping looked at the scene quietly, without saying a word, but his mind was thinking quickly. This battle was too important.

If you lose, you will accompany the entire tribe. If you win, you will be able to replenish your flesh and blood. Maybe you can have another warrior.

Because, the martial beast is so precious.

There is also that piece of skin, which is enough for several pairs of armor. The bones are the sharpest weapons. In short, the one-horned rhinoceros is a treasure.

Both sides want everything about each other, and it is already a situation where they will never stop.

The one-horned rhinoceros wins, that is the second-level martial beast, the tribe wins, that kind of harvest...

So, you must win.

"Xiaoping, the big pit has been connected and deepened," A Kuan said to Han Ping.

"Thank you for your hard work, Brother Kuan" he returned

"Boy, the wine you want," said the patriarch, as he appeared in front of Han Ping.

"I'll go, old man, you've hidden so much wine." Han Ping looked at the patriarch with a smirk.

"Well, huh, that's it, I don't think about who I am, hahahaha."

Listening to the clan leader's laughter, Han Ping knew that the old man was about to start talking big again, so he didn't bother to pay attention to him, so he directly asked someone to take the wine to the big pit.

The patriarch turned around and saw that no one paid attention to him, "Hmph, this little bastard", but he still followed him.

In the field, when he saw Han Ping walking over, he was furious and said, "Little bastard, get out quickly."

Han Ping, who had always been afraid of his father, felt furious, but he still walked forward firmly, then drew his sword, under the surprised gaze of everyone.

He slashed the thigh of the one-horned rhinoceros with one knife.

"boom"

As a result, the wound that had been opened on his thigh was salted, and then the big knife on Han Ping's hand also cracked directly.

It can be seen that the skin of the one-horned rhinoceros is so hard that an ordinary big knife is simply vulnerable.

"Woo~Woo~"

The one-horned rhinoceros whistled in pain.

He was almost exhausted, and the few humans on the other side were too difficult to deal with. Now this little guy dared to attack him, which was really unforgivable.

Thinking of this, the one-horned rhinoceros was furious, gave up the four people, turned around to attack Han Ping.

"Boy, Han Ping, brother," various voices came, full of worry.

Han Ping listened to various voices, especially his brother, and he must be a little screaming.

For you and for the tribe, I fought hard!

Han Ping ran forward desperately, and the one-horned rhinoceros chased him wildly, and he almost bumped into him several times, but fortunately he was wisely avoided.

Later, the four great warriors chased after each other and launched an attack.

"jump,"

With a sound, Gong Lin's big bow finally broke and the string broke after shooting the last arrow.

But he was still chasing him desperately.

However, it was enough, because Han Ping had hooked the one-horned rhinoceros in front of the huge pit, and then braked suddenly and lay flat on the ground.

The one-horned rhinoceros behind is not just a plan, but due to inertia, it was too late to see the big pit clearly.

Its huge body rushed in, and then there was a huge impact and a roar of sadness and anger.

"Get wine," Han Ping shouted loudly, and the people behind quickly brought the wine, "fire", Han Ping continued. Someone had given fire.

Now everyone knows what Han Ping is going to do, so they have already poured wine into the pit, and then shot straight into the one-horned rhinoceros with rockets.

After a while, the wine started to burn. Looking at the raging fire, the patriarch smacked his lips, and he was crying without tears.

Hanping kept adding firewood to it, and a painful roar of one-horned rhinoceros came from the big pit. Some were unwilling to accept it, some regrets, and some begging for mercy later...

The Hanbing Tribe started a bonfire party. The raging fire burned all day and night, and the people coming and going were very lively.

During the process of burning the one-horned rhinoceros, the four major warriors had already adjusted their breathing, and the tribal city wall had been repaired under the arrangement of Guancheng, and the tribal order returned to normal.

Finally the one-horned rhino stopped roaring and stopped struggling, and people removed the fire.

I only saw the huge one-horned rhinoceros that had already finished the exam, and the fragrance spread far and far away.

It attracted some wild animals nearby, but when they saw the tribe's situation, they could only watch from a distance.

They are not fools. They know the one-horned rhinoceros, the martial beast, who has dominated the northern outskirts of the Luoyang Mountains for decades.

How could he run to the human territory with a thrust in his mind?

Under the arrangement of the patriarch, people carried out the one-horned rhino, and then the dinner began. Everyone in the tribe came, except for an old man.

Everyone eats one-horned rhinoceros meat, after all, this is a martial beast.

Eating it will definitely have many benefits, prolonging life and strengthening physical fitness, and the entire tribe is in joy.

Because people all know that with the resources of this one-horned rhinoceros, the tribe will make qualitative progress...

At this time, people think of a person, a boy, Han Ping.

At this time, the protagonist was holding a few pieces of cooked beef and quickly rushed to the cottage east of the tribe. There was an old man there and had not eaten yet.

What he didn't know was that the old man in the stone house in the east was also looking at him and the entire tribe.

The old man thought to himself: Hanping, you boy didn't disappoint me. Maybe it's time, it's been so many years...

Han Ping finally arrived at the hut, then cleaned the house, cleaned it up, and was familiar with the road.

Strangely, this time the old man did not eat by himself, but took the wine and waited for Hanping.

He was not polite either. He sat down, a boy and an old man, eating meat and drinking wine, and being happy and comfortable.

As night came, the old man stretched and said to Han Ping:

"Boy, go back. You can leave the skin and bones of the one-horned rhinoceros to me. I will create a perfect weapon, and also give the beast core to this kid Hanniu. Okay, go back."

So the old man turned around and closed the door, and a whistle came from a while.

Han Ping was still digesting Grandpa Bing's words: He is here to build weapons, armor, and beast cores for Han Niu?

"Wait a minute, beast core? What is beast core? Could it be that several problems arise in a row.

Thinking of this, Han Ping bowed to the stone house and quickly left.

In the stone house, the old man looked at Han Ping who had left. It turned out that he was not asleep, but pretended.

Looking at Han Ping who was leaving, watching the tribes eat and drink, the spirit of struggle in each person,

He seemed to see hope, a big hope, and the initiator of this hope was this kid,
Chapter completed!