The Wushan Mountains stretch for thousands of miles, and the primeval forests nurture millions of living beings. However, at this moment, this behemoth looks desolate and swaying under the pressure of the coming storm.
Fortunately, there is still sunset before dark.
Under the flat and short peaks, the Qinghu Lake is sparkling. In the bamboo house by the lake, there are two small bamboo figures in front of the window. One holds a wooden gun in his hand and looks majestic. The other wears a garland on his head and smiles. The afterglow of the sunset illuminates their faces.
The figure is very long.
Hun Xiaotian's stubborn body stood in the setting sun, while Feng Ning'er hugged her knees and huddled in the corner, sobbing continuously.
After a long time, he finally spoke, "Brother Xiaotian, I know, you will definitely go back, right?"
The young man raised his head, smiled and said, "I really can't bear it this time. If I don't go, you will become his wife."
"But...I'm still afraid...Brother Xiaotian...you can't beat him."
Hun Xiaotian lowered his arms and said softly: "You have to fight to know whether you can pass the fight or not."
A sharp falcon cry passed by, and in a dark cave in the barbaric realm, Zhao Jiuduan suddenly opened his eyes, and a blood-colored spiritual bead above his head slowly rotated, and then disappeared into the dark center of his eyebrows.
He laughed loudly and said: "Fifth level, I didn't expect to break through the fifth level at this most critical time. Originally, I was afraid that you would have any hidden methods. Now it seems that your soul clan is really destined to die...
…”
He raised his head sharply and said, "Sir, father, why? Why does our clan have to be a vassal clan of the Hun clan? Why does his Hun Ming and his Hun Xiaotian have it?"
Then, he squeezed hard with his open fingers, and the hundreds of shriveled corpses around him exploded and turned into a pile of dust.
Zhao Jiuduan's original name is not "Jiu Duan", but this name has been spread throughout the vampire tribe when he was thirteen years old, because he is born to kill and is cruel by nature. Whether it is a human or an animal, after being tortured and killed by him, he will
He was cut into nine sections. As time passed, people forgot his previous name and only remembered this bloody name - Zhao Jiuduan.
A hundred years ago, the strong men of the barbarians found that their spiritual power was suppressed by some powerful force. The original ten levels of skills could only be used to six or seven out of ten levels.
The barbarians are naturally selected by nature, and the Central Plains is eyeing them. What kind of disaster is this situation? However, this is not the most serious thing. In the following time, people found that the birth rate of the barbarians was decreasing year by year. In the period of birth,
Among the newborns, almost all of them are unable to learn the secret techniques of their clan. Occasionally, there are one or two with outstanding natural beauty, and their cultivation progress is also very slow, which means nothing.
Under this predicament, the nine tribes finally put aside all their previous grudges, and began to integrate and exchange their skills in an attempt to find a solution. However, all this was in vain.
It wasn't until the rise of the Soul Emperor that the root cause of the matter was found. It turned out that what suppressed the spiritual power of all races was a stone that no one had ever seen. The Soul Emperor called it the Soul-Suppressing Stone. But a solution had not yet been found.
The Soul Emperor also disappeared inexplicably.
Under such conditions, the Vampire Clan still produced Zhao Jiuduan, a sixteen-year-old with fifth-level Vampire Clan skills. Even before looking at it, he was considered a top master.
Xuanyuan Terrace
The place that witnessed the birth of countless strong barbarians, and the place where countless strong men fell. This small stone platform plays out the law that has not changed for thousands of years, and the strong are respected.
Hun Xiaotian and Zhao Jiuduan stood opposite each other. Zhao Jiuduan was full of energy and had hundreds of people showing off. Hun Xiaotian looked a little tired, and there was only a frail Feng Ning'er behind him.
"Hun Xiaotian, you are quite bloody."
The young man clenched his fists and looked at him without speaking.
A one-armed young man walked out of the crowd. He was the black servant of the Wu clan. He was dressed in tattered linen clothes. It was obvious that he had lived a very miserable life during these years of fleeing.
He stood between the two of them and said: "The duels between the nine tribes for thousands of years have been presided over by our Wu Clan. Today's one is fair and our Wu Clan is fair. Do you have any objections?"
"No."
"No."
Blackbird then said to the person behind Hun Xiaotian: "The fight between the two of us today is all because of you. Do you have any objections?"
Feng Ning'er looked at the person in front of her, her eyes full of worry, and then she shook her head timidly.
Black Bird nodded with satisfaction, "Okay, you all know the rules of the nine clans, but I still have to repeat it. When you go to Xuanyuan Terrace, life and death are determined by destiny..."
At this moment, Zhao Jiuduan interrupted him: "Black Warrior, I have an additional condition. I wonder if the 'strong' soul clan opposite dares to agree to it?"
"oh?"
Black Bird glanced at Hun Xiaotian, with a bit of teasing in his eyes.
The latter looked at him intently: "Say it!"
Zhao Jiuduan said leisurely: "It's nothing serious. Everyone present knows that I have a hobby and the origin of my name. If I am lucky enough to win this fight, can I..."
He paused for a while, then gritted his teeth and said, "I'll cut you into nine pieces to pay homage to our ancestors..."
As soon as these words came out, the world was silent. Everyone didn't know that for thousands of years, the Blood Clan has been a vassal clan of the Soul Clan. Every supreme achiever of the Soul Clan was sacrificed by the Blood Clan. What's more, the Soul Clan is the descendant of these nine races.
Leaders, there are soul tribesmen who have lost in battles, and there are also people who died in the hands of other tribes. It is unheard of to use their bodies to pay homage.
It would be a trivial matter for Hun Xiaotian to die in battle. If this comes true, I am afraid that the status of the Hun clan will completely collapse.
Hun Xiaotian took a deep breath and said calmly, which surprised everyone even more: "Okay, it's fair..."
"hiss……"
Some people were surprised, while others secretly guessed.
"Does this kid have something to rely on?"
"I'm afraid I'm just too anxious to jump over the wall."
"It's good to do this. We can completely crush the people of the Soul Clan."
"You are still too young. You have no chance of winning in front of the fifth level of the Vampire Clan!"
Blackbird's joking eyes also changed slightly: "Very good, you can put forward any conditions you have."
Hun Xiaotian said: "I have no conditions attached. If I win, what happened to the vampire clan in the past will also happen in the future."
Zhao Jiuduan said: "Of course, you can..."
"In that case..."
"Wait a moment!"
Hun Xiaotian interrupted Black Bird's gesture.
"oh?"
"Before I take action, I would like to say a few words to all the tribesmen. Is that okay?"
"Can."
Hun Xiaotian took a step forward and said to the people behind Zhao Jiuduan: "Fellow tribesmen, our nine tribes are of the same origin. No one wants to see the situation we are in today. You are spreading your anger on my head.
I don’t blame you, but the suppression of the soul stone is that the stronger the spiritual power, the greater the restraint. Your elders must have told you this, so let alone my father, even the soul emperor is powerless... Now the four Central Plains
The mountain will come at any time. After this competition, no matter who wins or loses, please stop killing each other."
After repressing it for many years, he had a lot to say, but looking at the still angry expressions of everyone, he didn't know how to continue.
"Hun Xiaotian, everything you said is an excuse. The so-called soul stone suppression is just a reason for cowardice and incompetence. I will prove this to you later."
He raised his hand and pointed at Hun Xiaotian and continued: "There are only a few people left in our seven clans, and your soul clan and your father's bone clan are still alive and well. Based on this, what qualifications do you have to say
Such words? In the past few years, under the leadership of your 'brave' E Ye, seven of our nine tribes have been wiped out. Do you want all of us to be killed and injured as well?"
When he finished speaking, everyone behind him was filled with sadness, and their eyes were full of anger.
Hun Xiaotian wanted to argue, but didn't know how to speak.
"so."
Zhao Jiuduan pointed heavily at Hun Xiaotian
"So, you, your father-in-law, your father who has disappeared a long time ago, including the supreme soul emperor in your heart, are all...cowards..."
Hun Xiaotian slowly raised his head: "Zhao Jiuduan, do you know that I have tolerated you for a long time..."
Hun Xiaotian was completely angered by Zhao Jiuduan. He opened his palms and surrounded his five fingers with black spiritual power. He clenched it hard and punched Zhao Jiuduan. The latter was slightly surprised, but immediately regained his composure and made a bloody fist mark.
Go up hard.
With a bang, the two of them each took a step back, and then two fists, one black and one red, were intertwined and smashed together.
"It turns out that this kid is not a fool after all!"
"It seems to have the strength of the third stage of the Emperor Soul Art."
"Three-stage versus five-stage, there's still a lot to be desired!"
With a bang, the two punched each other and separated heavily. Hun Xiaotian was panting, but Zhao Jiuduan looked calm.
Zhao Jiuduan said: "Since the fusion of the nine clans' secret techniques, it stands to reason that you should be the one who benefits the most. If you only have this little strength, you will let me down."
After that, Zhao Jiuduan untied his shirt. Everyone was shocked when they saw blood-colored earthworm-like lines all over his body.
.
"It's time to get serious."
Zhao Jiuduan clasped his hands together, and a blood-red light gathered in his palms. Hun Xiaotian suddenly felt that his spiritual power had a tendency to flow backwards. He could not suppress this impulse, and the blood surged in his heart. His nose became hot, and two blood streaks flowed out.
come out.
Hun Xiaotian wiped it off and was secretly surprised: "No wonder you've defeated me. It turns out that I've already broken through to the fifth stage."
"Blood Arrow."
Zhao Jiuduan flicked his fingers, and a small blood-colored arrow shot at Hun Xiaotian's face door. The blood arrow came so fast that he didn't react in a hurry, but subconsciously raised his right arm to block the face door.
"What?"
Block arrows with your arms? Is this the end? This chapter has been completed!