The thick and powerful, raindrop-like swords combined, but they were unable to break through the qi shield.

But he made himself extremely embarrassed and covered in scars.

Regarding this, Xiao Tuoba looked indifferent, and walked into the battlefield with his sword, pressed the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and said slowly:

"Since you are determined to die, I will satisfy you.

Finally, I would like to ask you a question, why is your Vajra Realm different from my two entourages?"

Treat his qi as Li Dangxin's Vajra Realm?

Upon hearing this, Xu Qianqiu smiled and never explained.

Little Tuoba and Tuoba Chunjun were ignored by this guy several times, and they suffered a lot of losses and curled their lips.

The old man in the brocade robe and Duan Boer Huihui, both of them focused their minds and thoughts at the same time, knowing that the young master had a bad temper, they were gone.

The massacre is about to begin!

A colorful python jumped high from the ground ten steps in front of Xu Qianqiu and rushed towards him.

Behind him, a huge body crushed the gully on the grass, and two giant pythons slid and attacked, hitting the back.

Xu Qianqiu attacked the colorful python on his back, why fear was a mere evil beast that had not transformed into a dragon?

When I raised my hand, a handful of grass flew over my palm, and the grass turned into a flying knife and came out of my hand.

Three pythons were suddenly full of holes.

The fierce and fierce colored python, whose body was three feet long, cracked fifty or sixty blood grooves in an instant.

He struggled happily, and after falling to the ground, he was dying.

Seeing that the person in front of him was strange and his strength was unfathomable, Tuoba Chunjun did not dare to take risks easily, and he had a plan in his mind.

Looking at those, Qin Cha'er, the leader of the large tribe who seemed as lowly as an ant, waved to the cavalry who had been scared, and said with a smile:

"Go and distribute twenty swords to the herdsmen and tell them that if they want to survive, they will kill the young man.

Regardless of whether it is chopped to death or not, as long as I raise the knife, I, Tuoba Chunjun, promised to give them a thousand taels of gold and ten thousand cattle and sheep."

The leader of the large tribe captured Cha'er and had mediocre force, but he also knew that the young man in white was extremely difficult to mess with.

However, if he asked him to pinch the soft persimmon, he would naturally be able to pick it up easily.

Leading twenty horses, riding horses, came to the herdsman, leaving behind more than twenty rash swords, and said gloomyly:

"Did you hear it clearly? Our young master of the Northern Mang Army God said just now, you just need to raise your sword to the thief who fled to the territory of the Southern Dynasty.

A thousand taels of gold!

Ten thousand cattle and sheep!

Moreover, as the king of this grassland, Qin Cha'er, the leader of the large tribe, I promised you that this lake and this pasture will be given to you!

If you don't know the fun..."

Qin Cha'er smiled gloomyly, looked at the herdsman, made a gesture of slapping his neck, and said sternly:

"One word, die!"

The youngest son of Bodhisattva Tuoba?

The old patriarch called Yan'an Bao and his heart was ashamed.

Seeing that there were actually several young and strong herders in his tribe, moving their steps to pick up the ravine. The old patriarch widened his eyes and said angrily:

"Dare you dare?!"

Several young and strong herdsmen just paused for a moment. When they saw that compatriots in the tribe walked out of the queue one after another, their original shaken determination no longer hesitated, and silently picked up a pair of bright swords with clear blades.

The herdsmen's wives and children also turned their heads and refused to watch this scene.

At this time, A Baoji rushed out of the tent, spread his hands, and stood between the cavalry and the herdsmen with swords. His tender face was full of tears.

The old patriarch closed his eyes and burst into tears.

One old and the other childish, two faces are useless in life and death.

Huyan Guanyin ran towards Abaoji, hugged her, rolled to the side, avoiding the rushing forward of the horse that was furiously capturing Cha'er.

As the leader of the large tribe, he is the unquestionable master of this grassland and is extremely cruel.

Xu Qianqiu's back was facing the herdsmen who were walking with a knife, and his mood was not shaky.

He has seen too many ugly things about people's hearts, and he is no longer surprised by this.

Valley

For the sake of life and death of the tribe and relatives, it is reasonable to put yourself in the shoes of whether to raise a knife or refuse.

He raised his hand and glanced through the air. A river suddenly broke behind him, and a gully appeared on the grassland.

The herdsmen rushed forward and had a wave of timidity and stagnation.

After the grass suddenly cracks, it seems like a boundary of life and death is drawn.

Crossing the thunder pool, no matter who you are or why, you will die!

Seeing the herdsmen stopping, the old patriarch finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Xu Qianqiu glanced at Huyan Guanyin, his lips slightly opened, and he sent a voice to the room.

After saying that, he flew up and left this small tribe land.

The little girl in black robe followed closely behind, and her speed was not slow at all.

"We'll go, too!"

After the words came, the second son Xu Fengnian and the other two also flew up.

Seeing these people running away, Xiao Tuoba immediately looked at the leader of the tribe and said angrily to him:

"Collapse the encirclement, if one runs away, I will cut you!"

After chasing and running, everyone quickly dispersed.

The horse is gone.

The old patriarch called on the tribe where Yan'an Bao was located, and all the herdsmen felt relieved.

For this small exile tribe with weak power, it is like a dark cloud above its head. Although it has not dissipated, at least it will not rain heavily at the moment.

The old patriarch Hu Yan'an Bao was already disheartened and asked his wife to bandage Hu Yan Guanyin's wound.

In the tent, the girl trembled in pain, but her face was still firm.

On the contrary, the child A Baoji was sobbing with pain.

Squatting on the ground, I didn't dare to look at my sister's wound.

Bury your head in your knees.

The old patriarch called Yan'an Bao and said guiltily:

"It's all our benefactors who have harmed the Southern Dynasties."

Hu Yan Guanyin wanted to speak but stopped, and the old man said worriedly:

"The person who pursues the benefactor should be the little prince Tuoba."

On the grassland, a thrilling hunting began.

After leaving the Huyan tribe, Xu Qianqiu suddenly stopped.

Just like just now, I cherish my words like gold, and I have never spoken too much, just one word:

"kill!"

After the words came, the little girl in a black robe wearing a mask beside her took action decisively.

The second young master Xu Fengnian, the entourage Shu Xiu, and Lao Huang, the three of them turned around and took action together.

Sword 1, Sword 2, Sword 3...

After three years, the sword box of the Nine Emperors of Sword was finally unsheathed again.

Two hundred and fifty cavalry, a second-grade peak Xiao Tuoba, and two Vajra realm masters one of the top ten demons.

Ten breaths, two hundred and fifty cavalry, like dead silent, there was no more living person.

Among them, including Qin Cha'er, the leader of the large tribe, who was penetrated by Lao Huang's chest with a sword, and died so coldly.

This old guy has eaten a lot of chicken butts, and he is not ruthless even if he loses it.

After ten breaths, only Xiao Tuoba and two masters of the Demonic Way were left.

The Vajra Realm master who is ranked seventh in the magical master was slapped into the grassland with a palm, and his bones were broken into pieces.

The other one fought with the second uncle Xu Fengnian.

In the end, he died tragically by the sword drawing technique.

A single knife to seal the throat!
Chapter completed!