The boss, Xiong Da, was slightly startled: "That's right. Let's not talk about the ones who are far away. It's time for those who are close to come back! No, let me go and have a look!"
Ran Jiu, the leader of Jiudaowan, lightly shook his feather fan and said with a smile: "You two masters are worrying too much! Although we are bandits, we rarely harass the villagers under our control, which is just to collect taxes. It is rare for us to indulge today, I’m afraid many people want to have fun on a woman’s belly. What do we care about this kind of thing? Come on, come on, drink, drink!”
"Haha! That's right." Xiong laughed loudly, "It's rare for children to indulge once, so just ignore them! Drink! Drink! Haha!"
...
The foot of Shuangya Mountain.
Xiao Mao's eyes were filled with cold light as he stood in the dense forest.
In front of him were layers of corpses of gods and men.
The road leading to Shuangya Mountain turns a corner at the foot of the mountain, so people from a distance can't see it at all.
"There are already 20 teams!"
"Shuangyashan is ten. Jiudaowan is also ten."
"No one has passed by for half an hour. Just wait another half hour!"
Half an hour later.
Xiao Mao picked up the big stick and walked up the mountain road to Shuangya Mountain step by step.
"Stop! Who is that!" Two bandit warriors came out from both sides of the mountain road.
"Hmph!" Xiao Mao raised his stick and dropped it, and their bodies exploded into a ball of blood mist.
After walking for a while, two figures appeared from behind the boulder.
"Stop!" the two men shouted while holding knives.
"Die!"
The dark golden long stick was waved, and both of them were dead.
After passing twelve levels in a row, Xiaomao finally arrived at the top of Shuangya Mountain.
Looking at the three level four gods who were drinking and talking and laughing not far away, Xiao Mao's eyes flashed red.
"Xiong Da! Xiong Er! Ran Jiu!"
"It's you!"
The three of them were startled and turned their heads. When they saw Xiao Mao, surprise appeared on their faces.
"Xiao Mao, why don't you stay in your Xiaolong Mountain?" Ran Jiu rolled his eyes and looked behind Xiao Mao, "Where is your boss? Is he here too?"
"No need to guess! I'm the only one here today!" Xiao Mao sneered, "Ran Jiu, why don't you come to Shuangya Mountain in your Jiudaowan!"
"Only you!" The three of them looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief. If the new king of Xiaolong Mountain killed three fourth-level gods by himself, if they were not afraid at all, how could they endure it until today?
"I came here to discuss the issue of unified taxation with the two Xiong brothers." Ran Jiu gently shook his feather fan and said with a smile, "I was about to go to Xiaolong Mountain to invite you two, but I didn't expect you to come today! Okay! Very good, This way we don’t need to send someone to invite you, haha!”
"Haha! That's nice to say!" Xiao Mao sneered, "To tell you the truth, today I was guarding Shuangya Mountain Pass and killed 471 people from Shuangya Mountain and 395 people from Jiudaowan! You guys! The teams sent out to massacre the village have all been killed by me! You actually dare to challenge me, Xiaolong Mountain, this is the price you should pay!"
"What!" The three of them stood up, with looks of shock and anger on their faces.
Shuangyashan and Jiudaowan each have more than a thousand troops. The ones sent out today are the best among the best, with the highest strength and loyalty. Now, all of these subordinates have been killed!
Without capable subordinates, what kind of bandit is there? Doesn't it mean that the head of the household has to personally take action every time when it comes to tax collection and robbery?
"You know it hurts, right?" Xiao Mao sneered, "I won't come to you, but you dare to cause trouble for us! Today I want you to be completely removed!"
"Asshole!"
Ran Jiu's face was livid and he shouted angrily: "A third-level godman dares to speak so brazenly! Since you, Xiaolongshan, are so ruthless, let's see today what kind of ability you have, how dare you speak such arrogant words!"
After looking at the two leaders of Shuangyashan, they said: "Today, you two are landlords, so I won't show my shame. Please, please, please capture this madman and try to reason with him."
"Second brother, go ahead!" Xiong shouted, "Why is a third-level godman so arrogant!"
"Okay!" Xiong Er didn't hesitate, pushed away the chair and walked out, flipping his big hand, a huge mace appeared in his hand, and he held it in both hands.
"Xiao Mao! I've been putting up with you for a long time! Today I'm going to let you know how powerful the fourth-level godman is!" Ergui Xiong screamed, picked up the mace with both hands, and smashed it at Xiao Mao! The golden light on the mace flashed.
, is obviously also the Golden Law of cultivation. However, there is a trace of destruction in the Golden Law, which shows that after he reached the third level of God-man, he chose the intermediate Law of "Destruction".
"snort!"
Xiao Mao shouted coldly, raised the big stick in his hand high, and then smashed it down!
"Peng!"
After a loud noise, Xiao Mao groaned and took two steps back. Xiong Er stood still. Obviously, in this pure strength competition, Xiong Er still had the upper hand.
However, Xiong Er's face became extremely ugly. Because his divine weapon, the mace, was dented by Xiao Mao's stick. There was no weapon spirit inside, and it became a piece of scrap metal!
He won with strength, but lost with weapons.
His weapon is an intermediate-level artifact, and it has been used for millions of years. It is getting better and better with this artifact, but it was smashed by someone like this!
"What!"
Xiong Da and Ran Jiu were both shocked.
"You two, this is a treasure!" Ran Jiu's eyes shone and he suddenly shouted, "This kid is a bit evil! But this stick is definitely an intermediate artifact, and it may even be a high-level artifact! If we get this high-level artifact
If so...haha!”
"Advanced artifact!"
Xiong Da and Xiong Er were both stunned, with a look of fanaticism on their faces.
Advanced artifacts! What is that concept? It means that they can withstand attacks from level 4 peak gods and even level 5 gods. It means that they can stand out in the world of bandits, which means higher power, larger territory, and more.
for everything they pursue!
Within a radius of thousands of miles, I haven't heard of any bandit leader having a high-level artifact in his hand. Compared with this weapon, a natal mace is nothing.
"Brother! I want this stick!" Xiong Er said repeatedly, "You have to help me!"
"Brother Ran Jiu, what do you say?" Xiong Da's eyes flashed with light, he looked at Ran Jiu and said in a deep voice.
"The stick naturally belongs to you two, but you two need to give me some compensation. And from now on, Jiudaowan and Shuangyashan will always be allies." Ran Jiu shook his fan and said with a smile.
"Okay! It's settled!" Xiong Da nodded and said firmly.
"hehe!"
Xiao Mao sneered after hearing the three people decide who owns Xuanyuan Stick in just a few words.
"Want my stick? I hope you have the life to take it!"
"Huh!"
The Xuanyuan stick struck Xiong Er hard with a terrifying whistling sound!
Xiong Er laughed loudly, and his body left the ground in a flash, flying straight up, reaching a height of ten feet, and hovering motionless.
Xiaomao's Xuanyuan stick was naturally smashed into nothing.
"Damn it! Come down here if you dare!" Xiao Mao shouted angrily.
"Boss, Brother Ran Jiu, help me quickly! Let's capture this kid together to avoid a long night and many dreams!" Xiong Er said anxiously.
"Okay!" Xiong Da nodded. He still took great care of his biological brother. Otherwise, he would not have agreed to give the stick to Xiong Er directly.
Xiong Da took out a long-handled hammer, which suited his style. Ran Jiu closed the folding fan with a "pop" sound and approached Xiao Mao. His weapon was his folding fan, which was also an intermediate artifact.
level.
"Up!" Xiong shouted angrily, picked up the hammer with both hands, and slammed it down at Xiaomao! Ran Jiu's body flashed and flew to the side and rear of Xiaomao, and stabbed Xiaomao's waist with the folding fan in his hand, while Xiong used his second hand to stab Xiaomao.
Zhong had already taken out another iron rod, which was also an intermediate-level artifact, and smashed it hard at Xiaomao from top to bottom!
Xiao Mao shouted coldly, jumped up, and swung the Xuanyuan stick towards Xiong Er. As he jumped up, he was out of the attack range of Xiong Da and Ran Jiu.
The two level four gods smiled coldly, jumped into the air, and continued to attack Xiaomao. Unlike Xiaomao's leap, they both had the ability to fly.
Xiong Er's face was full of cruelty, and the big stick in his hand suddenly accelerated. The light on it flashed, and it was about to collide with Xiao Mao's Xuanyuan stick!
Three fourth-level gods were trying to kill a third-level god with a sledgehammer. If it weren't for the stick, Xiong Er wouldn't even bother to do it.
He would rather the stick be destroyed again than intercept Xiao Mao!
A sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of Xiao Mao's mouth. His mind moved slightly and he said in a deep voice: "Death!"
The Xuanyuan stick trembled slightly, and suddenly became more than several feet long! Xiong Er didn't react at all, but the Xuanyuan stick pierced his abdomen!
Even the people of the God Realm, the most powerful demon clan, are still strong in offense and weak in defense. No matter how powerful the body is, it cannot be compared with the artifact that contains the power of law. With Xiaomao's strength, plus the power of Xuanyuan Stick
, enough to penetrate the body of a level 6 god. Xiong Er was caught off guard and was seriously injured.
"Xiong Er!" Xiong Da's eyes turned red instantly and he shouted urgently.
"Haha! Die!"
The little hairy monster laughed, and the power of the sharp golden law burst out from the Xuanyuan stick instantly. Xiong Er screamed, and his body exploded, turning into a rain of blood!
Xiaomao's Xuanyuan Stick is a fusion of the original Xuanyuan Stick and Xingzhe's Golden Cudgel. It also has some of the characteristics of the Golden Cudgel. And in the God Realm, these characteristics have not been lost.
Immortal weapons have the function of becoming larger and smaller in the world of immortals, demons and monsters. However, the realm of gods is extremely stable and suppresses power greatly. Ordinary artifacts cannot become larger or smaller in the world of gods. However, Xiao Mao's Xuanyuan Stick can
It still works!
Of course, in the God Realm, the changes of the Xuanyuan Stick have also been somewhat suppressed. It can no longer grow to thousands of feet like in the world of immortals, demons, monsters and low-level planes, but can only grow a few feet. However, this is already extremely large.
It's special.
The Xuanyuan stick suddenly grew longer. Xiong Er was rushing from top to bottom. Where could he escape? Of course, a stick was pierced into the chest and abdomen. How could he survive?
"You bastard! You dare to kill my brother! Go to hell! Go to hell!" Furious, Xiong Da did not bother to think about why Xiao Mao's stick suddenly became longer, and the sledgehammer in his hand suddenly accelerated and hit Xiao Mao hard.
In the past, Ran Jiu's eyes flashed, but he was not slow at all in his attack. The edge of the folding fan was as sharp as a knife, and he stabbed Xiaomao's waist. Now that he had taken action, it was too late to regret it.
Xiao Mao jumped several feet high and fell down at this time. He could no longer dodge the two attacks. Xiong Da's hammer and Ran Jiu's folding fan attacked him almost at the same time!