() A full hour passed. In front of the Ice City, the face of the Xuefeng clan leader became more and more ugly. Not to mention the many elders, all of them suddenly changed their colors.
Inextricably linked, the ancient Zhenxian Cave, the ancient unparalleled powerhouse who survived for an unknown number of years, Xianyang Lingyao, the Thunder Sword Clan’s Long Sword Jing Lei, and the Shao Clan’s Long Sword Jing Yao.
"The name of the battle is Zhuyao, the name of the battle is Zhuyao, that five-color divine spear is the Zhuyao Spear!"
The claws, and even the introduction of the Jade Blood Sword, were eclipsed.
And the most important thing is that whether it is the powerful person who has entered the clan and is standing behind Xiao Yi, or Xiao Yi himself, he does not just kill him. Once the object blessed by the luck of entering the world is killed, there will be
When misfortune comes, although there are ways to avoid it, at least it is not something that their Xuefeng Blood Tribe can possess.
"I can't kill him, I can't kill him, but now he has a big hatred." The second elder's face was full of bitterness.
"There is still a glimmer of life and death!" The Great Elder gritted his teeth, "No matter what, the ones who have fallen so far are only the strong men of our Xuefeng Blood Tribe. The Bloodstone Tribe has not fallen, so there is still a glimmer of life. Chief, this is not the moment.
At that moment..."
The leader of the Xuefeng clan was startled when he heard this, and then his face showed a bit of desolation. In an instant, he seemed to have aged a few years. After a few breaths, he smiled bitterly, gritted his teeth and said: "Elder, please open the arsenal today.
, prepare one hundred thousand low-grade jade stones, one thousand medium-grade jing stones, ten high-grade jing stones, as well as 30,000 lower-rank soldiers, 5,000 middle-rank soldiers, 1,000 high-rank soldiers, and one red copper and gold
One hundred jun, one hundred jun of the black iron jing, one jun of the ice jing, plus ten one-star Wanli colts, and one two-star chariot, to be sent to the Bloodstone Tribe!"
What!
Xuejianfeng was shocked. Not to mention other things, the 100,000 pieces of low-grade jade stones alone accounted for almost 20% of the inventory of his Xuefeng Blood Department's arsenal, not to mention the middle-grade jade stones and even the more precious high-grade jade stones.
Jing stones, as well as a large number of warriors, as well as copper, gold and other casting materials that are enough to forge warriors into the body, the most precious ice jing, although it does not reach the level of imprinted Dao pattern, it is not far behind.
It is an extremely precious casting material, and there are no more than a hundred one-star thousand-mile horses in the entire tribe, let alone two-star sun-chasing horses. They are comparable to the existence of the Bone Tempering Perfection, and their speed is unparalleled. They are in the general soul-melting realm.
It is difficult to compare with the strong ones, and there are only three horses in the entire clan.
But until the end, Xue Jianfeng did not speak, because he knew that this was a price that had to be paid, otherwise they would not be able to pay such a price in the future.
... Walking out of the Snow Mountain, Xiao Yi saw a snow-white figure. The white-haired middle-aged man had his back turned to him, facing the moonlight, leaving a long and narrow shadow on the snow behind him.
"Your boxing skills are not sharp enough, and your spear is not fast enough, Yaocai, you have just touched the threshold."
Xiao Yi's mind moved and he nodded. In the eyes of the Xuefeng clan leader, he looked like a monster, but in the eyes of the white-haired middle-aged man, he was not even a young man.
A true unparalleled talent can kill enemies across a huge realm, not because of how strong his cultivation is, nor how strong he is as a warrior, but only himself.
Xiao Yi was silent. After a moment, he opened his mouth and said: "How can I make my boxing skills more powerful and how can my spear be faster?"
"Forget your boxing skills, forget your marksmanship, the thousands of punches you made, the thousands of spears you thrust out, in the end, only one punch and one shot came in." The white-haired middle-aged man turned around.
, he looked to one side with an inconspicuous gaze.
"whee!"
A little fat man jumped out from the corner. He looked at the white-haired middle-aged man, swallowed hard, and looked away from the five-way divine ring on his wrist. For the white-haired middle-aged man, the little fat man did not
If he dared to mess around, he could see that this person was not easy to provoke and was even more difficult to deal with than Xiao Yi.
The starry night is bright.
The Blood Stone Tribe was buzzing with voices, and even at night, the people in the tribe would not rest until the moon was over.
Not many people knew Xiao Yi's whereabouts. Only powerful people above Centurion were told, but it couldn't change anything. Above the black iron stone city, Shi Zhixuan's expression was calm. He stared at the night sky, and the stars hung high, far away.
and.
Three thousand captains, Shi Hu, Qian Yuan, and Shi Jian, stood behind them with heavy hearts. After this day passed, the dust had almost settled.
Suddenly, Shi Zhixuan's eyes moved and he looked under the city wall. He saw Muxue slowly walking out of the city gate, carrying a broken green iron sword on his back. This broken sword was also Muxue's blood weapon. Although Muxue didn't understand
Why did he always carry this broken sword on his back without even trying to recast it? But Shi Zhixuan knew that Muxue today was different from before. This was a young man who had understood the way of the sword.
There are ten thousand dharma in the world, nine thousand small dharma, nine hundred righteous dharma, and one hundred great dharma. The great dharma is inaudible, the righteous dharma is hard to find, and the small paths are also rare. Those who can understand one of the nine hundred dharma, even within the entire Thunder Sword Military Department, can only be counted on one finger.
Most of the strong people who have comprehended the Tao Dharma have only comprehended one of the nine thousand minor Dharma. The minor Dharma is ultimately not as powerful as the true Dharma.
After walking out of the city gate, Muxue made no other moves. She just stood quietly in front of the city gate and waited. On the city wall, many centurions were also lined up. In the corner of the city wall, a young woman stared into the distance with eyes like autumn water.
It was full of prayers, but it was inadvertently hidden when other centurions walked by.
Feng Ling still remembered that night, the starry night was bright, and the slender figure gradually faded away.
The stars are changing, the stars are twinkling, and the bright moon is like a jade plate, rising slowly, gradually coming to the autumn of the whole land.
At this moment, a slender shadow gradually appeared on the distant land. Between the vast mountains, a dark figure slowly walked out. Every step that fell could be clearly heard even if it was more than ten miles apart.
When they got closer, the figure covered in stars and moonlight could finally be clearly seen. After a few breaths, Xiao Yi's figure had already walked into the shadow of Black Iron Stone City.
"I'm back." Looking at Muxue in front of him, Xiao Yi chuckled.
Nodding, Muxue turned around and walked into the city. On top of the city wall, Shi Zhixuan and others looked at each other with surprise and uncertainty in their eyes.
Then, Xiao Yi walked into the city. The tribe was as bright as day. Some tribesmen were collecting wild beasts that Bai Yao had hunted. Some were making bows, extracting animal tendons and dividing them into sections, and some were repairing stone houses.
Most of them are practicing, and even competing with each other. Many scattered sects have merged into one. Although there are still many shortcomings, because the fish and dragons are mixed and have not yet integrated, it also makes everyone feel competitive, and the martial arts is strong, almost
Every day, every stick of incense has the power to break through and become a warrior.
Stopping suddenly, Xiao Yi frowned slightly. At his level, even the most hidden gaze would fall on him. His spirit and will were extremely sharp. Even if it was done unintentionally, he would be able to see everything within a ten-mile radius.
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On the city wall, a graceful figure saw Xiao Yi stop, and quickly looked away in a panic, and left as if fleeing. She didn't stop until she was several miles away. Her plump breasts were uneven, and her pretty face was a little bit...
There was redness, but it subsided quickly.
...Xiao Yi walked into the Qingshi Courtyard, Xiaoxue exclaimed, a pair of big bright eyes bent into a crescent shape, hung on Xiao Yi's neck and never came down.
The third day.
The Great Elder of the Xuefeng Blood Tribe arrived, accompanied by a Qianru Warrior from the Xuefeng Blood Tribe. The ancient black iron chariots were piled with bluestone boxes. In front of the city gate, boxes were opened one by one.
, shocked the entire Bloodstone Tribe.
Different from the eight elders in the past, the eldest elder smiled all over his face and bowed to Shi Zhixuan. He did not dare to boast about his cultivation level, and the gift of apology he gave was astonishing.
"I'm going to see Xiao Daru now. Don't be polite, Chief Shi." Rejecting Shi Zhixuan's order to send him in, the elder walked into the black iron stone city in person. In the bluestone courtyard, he walked out without waiting for half a stick of incense.
But there was a change of relief. Finally, he said goodbye respectfully, leaving behind many black iron chariots, as well as ten one-star thousand-mile horses, and an incomparable two-star horse that chases the sun.
From the beginning to the end, the great elder of the Xuefeng clan was extremely respectful, but did not say much. However, Shi Zhixuan and others also vaguely guessed something. They were shocked and at the same time inexplicably excited.
For ten days in a row, Xiao Yi did not leave the Bluestone Courtyard. After ten days, the whole world was shocked. Even in a remote area, no matter how weak and scattered, more than a month was enough to know a lot of things.
At this point, Shi Zhixuan and others realized that the white-haired middle-aged man who followed Xiao Yi had such a surprising origin, and that elusive figure had become the desire of many members of the Blood Stone clan. However, more clan members,
But he turned his attention to that seemingly ordinary bluestone courtyard.
Xiao Yi did not refuse the visit of some of the younger generation in the clan, and gave them careful guidance. With Xiao Yi's current state and having set foot in the realm of Taoism, as long as it is not military art, ordinary military tactics, even first-class military tactics,
It is enough to point directly to the source. After some guidance, many people suddenly became enlightened, and some people immediately broke through the cultivation level. This made everyone look at Xiao Yi with more respect, and even Xiao Yi was vaguely aware of it.
The younger generation also unknowingly regarded him as an elder. Although he sighed in his heart, he did not deliberately change anything.
However, Xiao Yi did not agree to the idea of some members of the clan wanting to become a disciple. He only left more than ten first-class military skills to the clan. This was what he had acquired in the past six months, and most of them came from the collections of some ancestors who had joined the clan.
But in the eyes of the white-haired middle-aged man, there was nothing to hide.
Military tactics are different from others. They are the foundation of the clan. Therefore, no matter how frightened Xuefeng's Blood Tribe was, and the dozens of chariots presented to them were enough to break their bones, they did not come up with even a single third-rate military skill.