Five hundred and thirty-six, streams and mountains are very different (Part 1)
"The Danshi tribe is different from the Pingshu tribe and the Shishi tribe. They believe more that their ancestors came out of the Danshi tribe, rather than moving in from the mainland, nor are they descended from gods. They stubbornly believe that the Danshi tribe is an indigenous people of Dongning Island."
"Just like a stone, you don't bow your head to the wind and rain, and you don't give in to the dust. The change of cold and heat cannot make them hunch their eyebrows, and lure them into temptation and coercion, and you can't make them surrender." Pan Zongzhen smiled for no reason and shook his head and sighed, "What did they get in exchange for? Only ruthless erosion."
"Because they firmly believe that they are the real masters of Dongning Island, and because of their stubborn temper, their relationship with Pingshu tribes is not good. Of course, it was Pingshu tribe who drove them into the mountains, and they had resentment, which was not incredible."
Pan Zongzhen and Gu Yucheng and others stopped in a dense forest, and when they looked up, they could see the mountains outside the forest.
For some reason, the very ordinary weeds in front of me were filled with a slaughtering aura.
Gu Yucheng looked at the bamboo and wooden houses in the distance of the mountain with intuition.
Although it was fleeting, Gu Yucheng was sure that the Danshi clan had people he knew.
This is really strange.
All the monks who might have appeared on Dongning Island passed through Gu Yucheng's mind, and no one met the flash of breath.
Just as Gu Yucheng was thinking, Pan Zongzhen and Jiang Yongshou put their hands on Gu Yucheng's arm at the same time. Each of them placed one.
Gu Yucheng felt the weight of his arms, raised his head suspiciously, and immediately got the answer.
A small monk was walking towards Gu Yucheng and others.
"Only the feet of wild beasts can feel the heartbeat of the earth, and only the enemies of the Danshi Clan will be afraid." Pan Zongzhen swallowed her saliva, and she was always unruly and laughed at the world but was disrespectful, and she was nervous because of the monks of the Danshi Clan.
As the monks of the Danshi Clan approached, Gu Yucheng and others finally saw this resolute and wild tribal monk.
It is slightly similar to the Lion Shrine clan. These monks in front of them have a face, and the text is on the forehead and jaw, shaped like a longitudinal belt. However, there are no patterns on the body.
These monks wore sleeveless short tops, both in their faces and bodies, and even their robes were covered with dust and rust. Just looking at their faces, they even felt like farmers.
But the swelling red and the swelling muscles, like a mountain, contained infinite power. The cheeks that were cut out by the stone axe and the eyes that were good at fighting against the beasts all showed that these monks were the rulers and guardians of the streams and mountains.
This group of monks all have more than five stars of enlightenment, some of whom are even at the peak of enlightenment, and half-step Condensing the Ding. Obviously, there are elders of the Danshi Clan.
"A group of physical training cultivators." Jiang Yongshou licked his lips excitedly, "How happy it is to collide with these people!"
Gu Yuzheng saw that the other party was heading straight for him, and did not hide it, so he led everyone to the bright place.
There are ten monks of the Danshi clan.
The leader was a powerful middle-aged man with a cultivation level of half a step. There was a scar on his right cheek that extended from the root of his ear to the corner of his mouth, which was obviously done by a wild beast.
There was a scar on the chest that penetrated the left chest, which seemed to be caused by a spear piercing.
The man showed a bloodthirsty smile, and a rough sound came from Gao Kui's body, which looked like a mound.
Gu Yucheng barely understood the man's words.
"The boys of the Danshi tribe need a head to prove that they are men. - You must also prove that they are friends." They are bold and enthusiastic, dangerous and terrifying, and they appear on this man at the same time.
Gu Yucheng looked at the warrior in front of him who was slightly lower than Fu Wuhua and asked in a nasty Danshi tribe dialect, "How do we prove it?"
The man waved his hand and said, "Come with me."
Other monks of the Danshi Clan surrounded Gu Yucheng and others and looked at everyone with a eager and ferocious expression.
Jiang Yongshou sighed nostalgically, "I used to see fat sheep, and this was the same expression. To be honest, as long as the pain is not on me, I can laugh freely."
This bandit, Jiang Yongshou, obviously remembered the days when he was holding a prostitute and letting him drink and spit on him.
Wen Qiyu glanced at Jiang Yongshou and closed her eyes in pain. The days when she was wandering around in the past were no different from stray dogs.
Gu Yucheng and others followed the middle-aged monks on a broad and dry road.
It's strange that it was obviously early spring, and the scene in front of me was a bit too refreshing.
The middle-aged man turned around and smiled at Gu Yucheng, "My name is Dasheng. - Life and death are the greatest, so I seek Dasheng."
Dasheng looked at the tribal house that was hugging him and smiled, "Come on, let's use life and death to decide right or wrong."
At this moment, the sun was hanging high, and many monks emerged from the entire tribe, suppressing the excitement in their hearts under the bright sunshine.
Gu Yucheng found that everyone was staring at his neck.
Dasheng turned around and said to the tribe members, "Come on! Men, who want their heads! Stand out!"
Dasheng turned around and looked at Gu Yucheng, "We will not bully the less. However, outsiders, you still have to go through the test of life and death. No matter what you want to do, defeat our men first."
Gu Yucheng sighed, "I have heard that men who only have literary faces in the Danshi clan are qualified to marry and have children, but if they want literary faces, they only have to hunt, hunt headhunter and hunt beasts."
Dasheng smiled roughly and said, "That's right. Either be part of our honor. Or drink with us under the bonfire."
Kurono let his right hand move slightly, but before he drew his sword, he stepped out, "Let me do it."
Dasheng narrowed his eyes lightly and shouted without looking back, "Give me an eight-star enlightenment star, it is best to break through quickly."
A man with his arms moved out of the crowd, and his cultivation was pursuing the eight stars, and he was about to break through.
The man is slender, and the scars on his body almost occupy the skin of the whole body. Every time he takes a step, the whole body makes continuous sounds of "bibi peeling". As the sound is booming, the man's body has expanded to reach its peak, and the scars on his body also spread throughout his body.
The slightly thin face also expanded to the size of a tiger's head.
The man wore a sword on his waist, but his hands were not in his arms, and he shouted happily, "My name is Tai Mu!"
As he said that, Taimu used force to rush towards Hirono with a terrifying force.
The "huhh" wind sounded along with the sound of fists tearing the wind, hitting Kurono Rang.
Kuroye didn't dare to entice him, so he gathered his spiritual power to his face, turned into a round shield, and beat Taimu's heavy punch.
Tai Mu stood up and waved his claws, and three violent fists were heard, and a loud "bang" sound was heard. Tai Mu's fist shattered Hiroki's spiritual protection.
Taimu's arrogant and solemn face was inlaid with a pair of tiger eyes, and his black gem-like eyes were constantly absent from his desire for killing.
One punch after another actually disrupted the spiritual power in Yoshino's body, making Yoshino's mobilization of the spiritual power even more disordered.
Jiang Yongshou sighed, "What a pure body-refining cultivator! - Don't be too hard to see, you actually have high requirements for muscles and bones."
Sure enough, as the continuous attacks, Tai Mukui's body gradually turned red, and the blood vessels on his body were entrenched on the bulging muscles like dragon snakes, becoming more and more ferocious.
Obviously, such a devastating attack method also caused considerable losses to Tai Mu.
Dasheng approached Gu Yucheng slightly and said calmly, "One place of water and soil nourishes the other people. The Danshi tribe's best-in-law is the body refining technique based on the martial arts "Danshi Geya".
Gu Yucheng had already seen that Bo Ye Rang and Tai Mu had equal strength. Now he just saw who could persevere. Although he was worried, he still chuckled and replied, "I first arrived here, I felt that the Danshi tribe was very different from other tribes, with different streams and mountains, and there were many monks."
Dasheng showed yellow teeth and smiled casually.
Tai Mu's attack was unbroken and his skin had completely turned into red elixir. Even his sweat was red. His whole body seemed to be a red elixir.
As Yoko Yoko kept giving in, he finally gathered a lot of spiritual power behind him.
As the sound of the sword drawn flashed suddenly, Bo Ye Rang's sword was already covered with a large amount of spiritual power, and the squirting spiritual power was like the snow shaking in Kuifu's Hill, constantly sprinkling around.
Taimu shouted frantically, "Okay! My name is Taimu!"
Taimu's fists rushed towards Juno Yeon with the power to destroy everything.
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Chapter completed!