Following the young man's words, hundreds of people immediately surrounded Mo Wuxie and Jiang Li. Now, Mo Wuxie felt helpless. He had seen domineering people, but this Luque tribe was too domineering.
He and Jiang Li looked at each other, smiled, and said, "I said bald, that's good. How about we see who can kill more people?"
Jiang Li was a martial arts madman, and he immediately became happy and laughed loudly: "Okay, this is so satisfying, I will kill him without leaving a trace!"
Seeing their indifferent attitude and their unscrupulous way of talking and laughing, the young man couldn't help but twist his face and shouted: "Why are you still standing there? Kill them both!"
The siege officially began. The giant sword was opened and closed in Mo Wuxie's hands, airtight, like a thick copper wall and iron wall. Every time, the Luque clan's weapons could fall on the giant sword. He didn't want to
Counterattack, whoever stabs the giant sword will immediately fly backwards as if struck by lightning.
The mace in Jiang Li's hand was even more incredible. The dense spikes on the head of the club gave off a cold glow in the sun. With one movement, a group of people were swept away, and the pieces of meat were flying all over the sky. They were either dead or dead.
disabled.
Compared with elegance, Mo Wuxie was naturally relaxed and free, like walking in a leisurely garden, although the giant sword was a bit out of place.
"Brother, I have killed eight people, how many have you killed?"
Jiang Li asked excitedly, not forgetting to swing out the mace again.
Mo Wuxie smiled and said: "I can't even arouse interest in these ants and start killing them. They are too weak!"
Jiang Li laughed heartily and said with pride, "Damn it, I don't care about any ants, as long as there's a fight, I'll enjoy it!"
After being smashed and beaten by the two guys, the arrogance of the Luque tribe was immediately extinguished. Now they are just surrounding but not attacking, far away from the range of the mace.
The young man's face turned red. He looked at the four martial saints around him and shouted: "You four bastards, don't you think you are very powerful? Kill them quickly!"
The four martial saints were also embarrassed now, because the three of them could barely suppress the bald man, and now they were joined by a man with a giant sword who was so fierce that they suddenly felt timid and did not dare to fight again!
But the young master's words are orders. For the highly hierarchical Lingguo tribe, they are always insurmountable.
The four of them gritted their teeth, looked at each other, and charged forward again!
Mo Wuxie shouted: "Haha, finally got some nutrition. Bald head, masturbate them!"
Jiang Li didn't realize for a moment what he meant by masturbating them. Seeing Mo Wuxie rush forward, he probably understood that he meant to knock them over, and he also shouted: "I masturbated you sons of bitches!"
Boom boom boom boom——
After four explosions, the four martial saints who rushed over shot out like arrows from the sky. Some fell on the street, some crashed through the surrounding stone chambers, and some were thrown into the air...
Everyone was shocked. The civilians who were watching from a distance were dumbfounded. This was even more shocking and enjoyable than the last time they saw the Zixuan Sect fighting against the Tiger Clan warriors.
The young man swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his arrogant eyes turned into fear. All the soldiers of the Lu Que tribe looked at Wu Sheng in horror, at the young man, then at Mo Wuxie and Jiang Li in fear, and subconsciously stepped back.
go.
"You're such a fucking idiot, you're a loser. You can't even withstand my blow, and you still want to fuck me?"
Jiang Li cursed carelessly, and the emotions he had suppressed for many days in the Zhantan tribe seemed to be vented now.
Mo Wuxie smiled and said, "Isn't it enough?"
Jiang Li shook his head and said: "It's a bit satisfying, but it's not enough. Let's beat them again. It's been a long time since we had such a big fight!"
The great elder looked at the Luque tribe's group fight from a distance and turned a blind eye. It was not that he did not want to stop the fighting, but that he did not dare. Because this was an order from King Zhantan. As long as Jiang Li did not find the sons of the Zhantan tribe
Trouble, as long as the men of the Zhantan tribe are not killed, Jiang Li doesn't care what he does.
The matter in front of him was an emergency. Jiang Li came out of the city lord's mansion cursing and met the Lu Que tribe. With the arrogance of the Lu Que tribe, it was normal for them to fight.
The Luque people came here to participate in the trials, so the Great Elder did not want to stop them from fighting. He was thinking that after Jiang Li disabled them, the Luque people would have no chance to participate in the trials!
In this way, the Great Elder witnessed the whole process. To be honest, he was also very angry at the domineering Luque people, so he just took the opportunity to let Jiang Li clean up and destroy them.
At this time, Jiang Li rushed forward brandishing his mace, and the Lu Que tribe members immediately turned around and ran away, right in the direction of the great elder.
The great elder showed a smile and seemed to be about to take action!
He waved his hand, and four rows of soldiers rushed forward.
The people of the Luque tribe were faced with the cold spears of the Zhantan tribe, and they were immediately frightened. Fortunately, the soldiers of the Zhantan tribe did not kill them, but surrounded them.
"Jiang Li, what made you so angry? I think it's better to forget about this bunch of drunkards and ricebags!" the elder said, being a good old man.
Jiang Li inserted the mace vertically into the ground, and the rocks on the ground suddenly cracked and spread out like a spider.
This momentum once again frightened the people of the Luque tribe. They once again thought about the soldiers of the Zhantan tribe approaching. It seemed that they would rather fight the soldiers of the Zhantan tribe than fight this crazy guy.
Jiang Li has not yet exerted his strongest strength, and his plateau bloodline has not been stimulated. Once it is stimulated, it may not be as simple as it is now, and it may be a disaster for the Lvque tribe!
Jiang Li glanced at it indifferently, as if he had had enough fun, and said: "Since you speak for these losers, I will no longer pursue their rudeness!"
After saying that, Jiang Li walked towards Mo Wuxie and said with a smile: "Brother, your Zixuan Sect's swords are really awesome. Do you want us to spar?"
Mo Wuxie shook his head and smiled bitterly, knowing that this was the nature of martial arts madmen. They were born to fight. He even had a fear that if everyone in the barbarian tribe was so war-hungry, then the barbarian army would
How earth-shattering? He felt terrible just thinking about it.
However, the reality is not much different from what he thought. The reason why the barbarians are so powerful is because they are naturally war-loving. No one wants to provoke them. They are all perverts, especially the barbarian nobles with plateau blood.
Whoever offends you will die!
"I'll forget about this sparring. However, what I appreciate is that you are so powerful, you are almost stronger than me!"
Mo Wuxie did not forget to praise himself. If he wanted to gain respect in front of such people, he must be able to brag, and he must have strong force.
Sure enough, Jiang Li was silent for a moment, thinking about the terror of Mo Wuxie wielding the giant sword. Especially the scene where three martial saints were chopped off with one sword, which moved him. It would have been him, unless he was transformed.
, otherwise it would be impossible to do it. As for whether the transformation could achieve that effect, he was not sure.
After a moment, Jiang Li looked at Mo Wuxie again, his eyes were different, he patted Mo Wuxie on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Damn it, Jiang Li likes strong warriors, you have my respect.
Now we are friends. When my boss comes, I will introduce you to you. I believe you are no match for the boss!"
Jiang Li thought of the scene where Mo Wuxie defeated the flamingo again, and his blood boiled again.