The flames caught the boy off guard.

However, all the members of the Fire Crow tribe were born with a unique ability to get close to flames. The boy scolded him and patted his hands on his body. The fire disappeared wherever he passed, and only wisps of black smoke were wrapped around him.

Ji Hao looked at the burning head of the other party proudly and shouted sternly: "Ha, a waste that cannot be stopped by a fire, what qualifications do you have to talk nonsense here? Who gives you the courage to clamor here?"

Ji Xia glanced at Ji Hao with relief, hugged her arms in front of her chest without saying a word.

Sitting by the fire pit, several old men with the oldest appearance nodded happily, and at the same time, they were 'rattle' and giggled strangely.

Among the group of big men sitting opposite Ji Xia, a man who was less than Ji Xia was occupied. He was born with a well-proportioned figure and could not see the knotted muscles of other big men. His skin was fair and tender, not like the tribe members who made a living in the jungle of the Southern Desert. His long hair was tied behind his back with three jade rings, and his slender eyes were shining brightly.

"Wu, don't lose our face." The man's voice was feminine and calm, with a sensual coldness.

The boy with hair burnt all over and eyebrows roared, and took a big strode more than ten feet away, punching Ji Hao in the face. While exhaling, the boy roared angrily: "The bastard who only dares to sneak attack behind his back, I am Ji Wu, the son of the powerful Ji Shu!"

A terrible wind blew into his face, and Ji Wu's fist wind blew Ji Hao's long hair, one by one, straightened backwards, causing pain in his scalp.

With such strong punch strength, Ji Hao immediately judged that Ji Wu's punch was at least three times his strongest force. It was impossible to block Ji Wu's punch with physical strength alone.

With seals on both hands, Ji Hao's body exploded on the spot, turning into seven or eight afterimages, rushing around in a sound. Ji Wu's fist made a loud bang in the air, but he didn't even touch Ji Hao's shadow.

He uttered a light truth, and the flames in the bonfire shook, and dozens of fire snakes as thick as arms flew out, shooting towards Ji Wu's body with Ji Hao's thoughts.

Ji Xia let out a sigh of relief, looked at the dancing fire snake and smiled: "Grandpas, Hao has learned witchcraft with you over the years, and it seems that he has achieved some success."

Several old men smiled 'gagging' and nodded proudly. An old man with green fire in his eyes said sternly: "Hao is a good seedling, and has a very high talent for witchcraft. Perhaps, he will become the first witch king of our Fire Crow tribe in ten thousand years."

Ji Xia and the soldiers around him laughed at the same time, and Ji Shu, Ji Hun and others, who were sitting opposite Ji Xia, frowned at the same time.

Ji Shu, who was born fair and tender, shouted angrily: "Wu! Ji Hao is a legendary genius, you must be careful!"

While scolding, Ji Shu frowned and looked at the old men sitting at the top with dissatisfaction. These old men were the most respected witch priests in the Fire Crow tribe, and everyone could see their partiality towards Ji Hao.

Ji Wu roared lowly, and a shield-shaped tattoo on his left arm flashed. A three-foot-diameter metal shield erupted from the flames, protecting most of Ji Wu's body behind the shield. The bronze metal shield was exquisitely crafted, and exquisite patterns were inlaid on the shield - a tall tower went straight into the sky, and a blood-colored eyes were suspended on the top of the tower.

"This shield looks so familiar!" Ji Hao suddenly felt shocked when he looked at the exquisite patterns on the shield.

The hands subconsciously formed seals. Originally, only 30% of the power was used to control the Fire Snake, but now all ten% of the power was erupted.

The volume of dozens of fire snakes suddenly expanded, and fire snakes of all sizes swallowed and fused each other. In the blink of an eye, three fire dragons that were more than ten feet long condensed, colliding on the shield with the sound of "huhu" wind.

The 'buzz' sound kept ringing, and a faint green light flashed on the shield. Twelve twisted runes the size of fists appeared from the edge of the shield. A blue cold light with a diameter of three feet was sprayed out more than one foot from the shield. Three fire dragons and blue cold lights collided with each other, rubbing, making a dull explosion. Ji Wu, holding the shield, was impacted by a huge force, and his body trembled slightly, but his majestic body did not retreat at all.

"Haha, you are Ji Hao? The legend says that you can speak as soon as you are born, run around the ground after one day, and use the fire control witch technique in a month?" Ji Wu held a shield in his hand to resist the erosion of the fire dragon, and roared loudly: "But why is your power so weak? It's too weak, Ji Hao, you can't even hurt a single hair of mine!"

Ji Hao laughed strangely, giving up controlling the three fire dragons that quickly shrink, and looked at Ji Wu and smiled: "I hurt your hair? Do you still have hair to hurt me? Hello, how does bald head feel like?"

Ji Wu's eyes turned red after a sentence stimulating, and his body suddenly lit up, and an extremely dull layer of anger surged out from the top of his head.

Amid the laughter, Ji Hao reached out to grab one wall of the wooden house. On the wooden shelf on the wall, a spear with green mulberry wood as the handle and fire flint as the spear head roared out and landed steadily in Ji Hao's hand.

With a loud shout, he held two spears of his own in both hands and rotated several times. A hot force poured into the spear from his palm. A series of more than a dozen ancient red runes lit up on the green spear, and a three-foot spear made of fire flint sprayed out a flame of about a foot long.

With his arms shaking his spear, Ji Hao swung the spear and smashed Ji Wu's shield. The fire was like a wave, and the spear shadow was like a dragon. In an instant, Ji Hao smashed the shield more than a hundred times. The spear and the shield collided violently, and the blue and cold lights and red flames rubbed against each other, making continuous harsh sounds.

After more than a hundred attacks, Ji Hao took a breath. Ji Wu pushed the shield with the momentum, and the three fire dragons completely collapsed. A powerful force surged out of the shield. Ji Hao felt his hands trembling. The powerful force attacked along his arms, and his physical strength could not be stopped at all!

The spear was shaken away by the huge force, and Ji Hao staggered back and retreated quickly.

Ji Wu waved his right arm without saying a word, and the tattoo of the big axe on his right forearm lit up. A dark metal axe roared out. He swung the big axe and slashed at Ji Hao's head without any mercy.

Ji Hao looked at Ji Wu's fierce eyes and felt the murderous intent that was actually the same. Does this guy really want to take the opportunity to kill him?

His ten fingers trembled, and the magic seals were fired one after another, and Ji Hao disappeared out of thin air. A whirlwind "dripped" spurted out from behind Ji Wu. Ji Hao walked out of the whirlwind and just caught the spear falling from the air, swept across Ji Wu's back.

With a crisp sound, the spear knocked Ji Wu away dozens of feet away, hitting his head on the wall of the wooden house, causing dozens of weapons on the wooden frame on the wall to fall down, all hitting his head.

Ji Hao used all his strength in this attack, and the Yuan Dan, which was like fog condensed in the purple palace between his eyebrows, jumped violently, and all the magic power in his body instantly surged out.

The extremely feminine heat penetrated Ji Wu's powerful muscles and muscles, invaded his internal organs, and shaking his internal organs. Ji Wu felt a heat in his heart, as if a bomb exploded in his chest, and he couldn't help but spew out a mouthful of blood, quickly turning into a ball of flame attached to the ground and burning wildly.

It seemed like a bear with a kicked butt, Ji Wu, who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, stood up howling, holding a big axe in his hand and continuing to rush.

"Enough!" Ji Xia stood up and shouted loudly: "Enough! This is the place for tribes to discuss matters, not for you guys fighting."

Ji Shu snorted coldly and said femininely: "Brother Ji Xia, why not let the kids decide the winner? We two fight for the position of warrior leaders of the tribe, and our kids should just take it as a fun and let the tribes see the fun!"

Ji Xia took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Everything will be determined according to the rules left by his ancestors. Half a month later, we will decide everything with our fists."

Ji Wu, who was so embarrassed that he blushed his shield and axe to the ground unwillingly, pointed at Ji Hao and shouted loudly: "Ji Hao, like a real man, duel with me at the ancestor worship ceremony. Do you dare? If you lose, you will shrink your eggs for the rest of your life - be a human being!"

Ji Hao snorted coldly, raised his right hand, slowly wiped his neck, and accepted Ji Wu's challenge.

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Chapter completed!