Changes in the Mammoth Tribe I

The clamorous screams jolted the three people still standing there in a daze awake. Nu Duomeng stared at everything before him in shock. The people who had been drinking together merrily just moments ago had suddenly drawn weapons against one another. It made no sense at all. At first, he thought he was drunk. He shook his head and slapped his own face, only to realize that this was real!

"Komon! Qing Yusi! What are your subordinates doing?" Nu Duomeng roared in fury. No matter how mild-tempered someone was, seeing their own tribesmen under attack would make them erupt.

Fifth Soul Skill, Dragon Bone True Spear!

Fourth Soul Skill, Ghost Annihilation!

Komon and Qing Yusi offered no verbal reply. Only two ferocious soul skills came hurtling toward him. A long spear suddenly appeared in Komon's hand, and with lightning speed, he hurled it at Nu Duomeng's back. Qing Yusi showed no mercy either. A flash of azure light passed, her figure moved, and her claws slashed toward Nu Duomeng's chest.

"Damn it!" Nu Duomeng was utterly stunned. Only now did he realize that Komon and Qing Yusi had not come to the Mammoth Tribe for any banquet or gathering. They had come solely to assassinate him. Though he did not know the reason, if he did not fight back now, he would never have another chance to resist.

Boom...!

Komon and Qing Yusi's attacks had come too fiercely and too suddenly, leaving Nu Duomeng no time to gather Soul Power and unleash a soul skill in defense. Both of them were Title Douluo, and they had struck with preparation, while he had been forced to react on the spot. He was no match for them at all.

Nu Duomeng was sent flying. A massive hole appeared in his right shoulder,