An hour passed, in front of the Ice City, the face of the leader of the Xuefeng tribe became increasingly ugly. Needless to mention the elders, they all changed their colors. The heavenly soldiers were sealed and the town was actually closely related to Xiao Yi. In the ancient fairy cave, the ancient great powerhouse who had survived for unknown years, Xianyang Lingtian, the Thunder Sword Clan's long sword striking thunder, and the Young Sword Clan's long sword striking the sky.
"The name of Zhu Tian, the name of Zhu Tian, the name of Zhu Tian, that five-colored magic spear is Zhu Tian Spear!" Xue Jianfeng murmured, his eyes a little frozen. The younger generation has produced such a person, and even the successor of this generation of Tianpeng Claws and even the descendants of the Bixue Sword are overshadowed.
The most important thing is that no matter whether it is the powerful human race who stands behind Xiao Yi, it is Xiao Yi himself, or he does not kill him at all. Once a person blessed by the luck in the human world is killed, bad luck will surely come. Although there is a way to avoid it, at least it is not something that their Xuefeng Blood Division can have.
"I can't kill you, nor can I kill you, but now I have formed a great hatred." The second elder looked bitter.
"There is still a ray of life and death!" The elder gritted his teeth, "No matter what, what has fallen so far is the strong man from the Xuefeng Blood Tribe. No one in the Blood Stone Tribe has died. Then there is still a ray of life. The patriarch, this time is not the same time..."
The leader of the Xuefeng tribe was stunned at first when he heard this, and then his face showed a little desolate look. In an instant, it seemed that he had grown aged a few years. After a few breaths, he smiled bitterly and gritted his teeth and said, "Great Elder, open Hyogo today and prepare 100,000 low-grade fine stones, 1,000 medium-grade fine stones, 1,000 high-grade fine stones, 30,000 low-grade fine stones, 5,000 medium-grade fine soldiers, 1,000 upper-grade force soldiers, 100 jin of copper and gold, 100 black iron essence, 100 ice essence, plus one star ten thousand miles of horses, two-star sun-passing horses, and sent to the Bloodstone Tribe!"
What!
Xue Jianfeng was shocked. Not to mention the others, just 100,000 low-grade fine stones almost accounted for more than 20% of the Hyoku inventory of the Xuefeng Blood Division. Not to mention the medium-grade fine stones, or even the more precious fine stones, as well as a large number of war soldiers, as well as copper and gold, etc. castings that are enough to refine human body war soldiers. The most precious ice essence, although it cannot reach the level of branded Taoist patterns, is not far from the same. It is an extremely precious casting. One star, ten thousand miles of horses, no more than one hundred horses in the entire tribe, not to mention the two-star sun-chasing horses, which are comparable to the Great Perfect Bone Tempering, and are unparalleled in speed. It is also difficult to compare with ordinary soul-melting powerhouses. There are only three horses in the whole tribe.
But until the end, Xue Jianfeng didn't speak because he knew that this was a price that had to be paid, otherwise they would not be able to get such a price in the future.
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Walking out of the snowy mountain, Xiao Yi saw a snow-white figure. The white-haired middle-aged man turned his back to him, facing the moonlight, and a narrow shadow was left on the snow behind him.
"Your boxing is not sharp enough, and your gun is not fast enough. Genius, you just touched the threshold."
Xiao Yi's mind moved and nodded. In the eyes of the leader of Xuefeng and others, the evil figure was not even a genius in the eyes of the white-haired middle-aged man.
A true peerless genius can kill enemies across a large realm, not because of his strong cultivation or how strong the human body warrior is. He is only himself.
Xiao Yi was silent. After a moment, he spoke: "How to make my boxing more sharp, how can my gun be faster."
"I forgot your boxing skills, forgot your marksmanship, the thousands of punches you made, the thousands of shots you made, and the final killing was just one punch, and one shot." The white-haired middle-aged man turned around, and his eyes looked to the side with slight gaze.
"whee!"
A little fat man rushed out of the corner. He looked at the white-haired middle-aged man, swallowed hard, and moved his eyes away from the five divine rings on his wrist. The little fat man dared not do anything to do anything about the white-haired middle-aged man. He could see that this person was not easy to provoke, but was an existence that was even harder than Xiao Yi.
The starry night is shining.
The Bloodstone tribe is filled with people. Even at night, people in the tribe will not rest until the moon is in the middle of the sky.
Not many people knew Xiao Yi's whereabouts, only those who were above the centurion were told, but nothing could be changed. On the Black Iron Stone City, Shi Zhixuan's expression was calm. He stared at the night sky, the stars were hanging high, and it was out of reach.
Shi Hu, Qian Yuan and Shi Jian stood behind him. The three men were in a heavy mood. After this day, the dust was almost settled.
Suddenly, Shi Zhixuan's eyes moved and he looked under the city wall. Mu Xue slowly walked out of the city gate, with a blue iron broken sword behind her back. This broken sword was also Mu Xue's human blood soldier. Although he didn't understand why Mu Xue had been carrying this broken sword and did not even recast it, Shi Zhixuan knew that Mu Xue now was different from before. This was a genius who had learned the sword.
All the laws in the world, nine thousand small laws, nine hundred righteous laws, one hundred great ways, the great way is inaudible, the righteous way is difficult to find, and the minor way is also rare. Being able to comprehend one of the nine hundred righteous ways is even in the entire Lei Jian War Department. Most of the strong people who have comprehended the Tao only understand one of the nine thousand small ways. After all, the small way is not as powerful as the Dharma.
After walking out of the city gate, Mu Xue did not move any more, but stood quietly in front of the city gate waiting. On the city wall, many centurions were also listed. At a corner of the city wall, a young woman stared into the distance, her eyes as if she was as autumn water, and her eyes were full of prayer. However, when other centurions walked past her, they inadvertently hid them.
Feng Ling still remembers that night, the starry night was shining, and the slender figure gradually faded away.
As the stars change, the stars are twinkling, the bright moon rises slowly, gradually coming to the center of the whole world. You can even see a faint shadow of a tree in the bright moon, swaying, and not knowing the spring and autumn.
At this moment, a slender shadow gradually appeared on the distant land. Between the vast mountains, a dark figure slowly walked out, and each step fell, even if it was ten miles apart, it was clearly heard.
When it was approaching, the figure covered in starry moonlight could finally be clearly seen. After a few breaths, Xiao Yi's figure had already walked into the shadow of the Black Iron Stone City.
"I'm back." Looking at Mu Xue in front of him, Xiao Yi chuckled.
Nodded, Mu Xue turned around and walked into the city. On the wall, Shi Zhixuan and others looked at each other, and their eyes showed a look of surprise and uncertainty.
Then, Xiao Yi walked into the city. The tribe was as bright as daytime. Some tribesmen were cleaning up the wild beasts hunted during the day. Some were making bows and dividing the beast tendons into sections. Some were repairing stone houses. More were practicing, even competing with each other. Many scattered parts were integrated. Although there were still many disadvantages, because the fish and dragons were mixed and had not yet merged, everyone was in a spirit of fighting. The martial arts were so prosperous. Almost every day, every incense stick, someone had a breakthrough of ten pounds to become a warrior.
Suddenly he stopped, Xiao Yi frowned slightly. When he reached his level, even if his hidden eyes fell on his body, he would feel aroused. His mental will was extremely sharp. Even if he did it without intention, the area within a radius of ten miles was in his eyes.
Above the city wall, a graceful figure saw Xiao Yi stop, and quickly withdrew his gaze in a panic and left as if he ran away. He finally stopped for several miles away. His plump face was flushed and red, but he quickly restrained.
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Xiao Yi walked into the Qingshiyuan and Xiaoxue exclaimed, her bright big eyes bent into a crescent shape, hanging around Xiao Yi's neck and never came down again.
Day 3.
The great elder of the Xuefeng Blood Division arrived, and accompanied by a thousand-person warrior of the Xuefeng Blood Division. Above the ancient black iron chariots, bluestone boxes were piled up. In front of the city gate, boxes were opened one by one, shocking the entire Blood Stone Tribe.
Unlike the eight elders of the past, the eldest elder smiled and bowed to Shi Zhixuan, not daring to regard himself as a cultivation level. The apologies he gave were also shocking.
"Since I'm going to pay homage to Lord Xiao, please don't be polite." Rejecting Shi Zhixuan's order to send someone, the elder walked into the Black Iron Stone City himself. He walked out without staying in the bluestone courtyard, but there was a change of relief on his face. Finally, he said respectfully, and many black Iron Warriors were left together, including ten one-star ten-mile horses and an extremely divine two-star sun-chasing horse.
From beginning to end, the elders of the Xuefeng clan were extremely respectful, but they did not say much, but Shi Zhixuan and others also vaguely guessed something, and their minds were shocked and excited at the same time.
For ten days, Xiao Yi did not walk out of the Bluestone Courtyard. Ten days later, the whole world was shocked. Even the remote area and the weak scattered areas, the situation in more than a month was enough to know a lot.
At this point, Shi Zhixuan and others realized that the white-haired middle-aged man who followed Xiao Yi had such an amazing origin, and that the elusive figure also became the desire of many Bloodstone tribe members. However, more tribe members turned their attention to the seemingly ordinary bluestone courtyard.
Xiao Yi did not refuse to pay a visit to some younger generations in the clan, and gave a careful guidance. With Xiao Yi's current realm, he entered the realm of Taoism. As long as it was not military tactics, ordinary military tactics, even first-class military tactics, could point directly to the origin. After some guidance, many people suddenly realized, and some immediately broke through their cultivation level, which made everyone's eyes look at Xiao Yi more respectfully. Even Xiao Yi faintly realized that even the younger generation had regarded him as an elder without realizing it. Although he sighed in his heart, he did not deliberately change anything.
However, Xiao Yi did not agree to the idea of some tribe members' desire to become disciples, but only left more than ten first-class military skills to the tribe. This was his gain in the past six months, mostly from the remains of some human ancestors, but in the eyes of the white-haired middle-aged man, there was nothing to hide.
The military skills are different from other things. They are the foundation of a clan. Even if the Xuefeng Blood Division is frightened, the dozens of chariots offered are enough to hurt their muscles, and they did not come up with even a third-rate military skills. (Please subscribe and recommend votes!) (To be continued. Please search for Astronomy, the novel is better and faster!)