Although it was a bit unpleasant to leave the people of the Rock Tribe, they had no worries, so the two of them walked quickly together. There was no choice but to know that time was running out, and they were afraid of meeting the boy in white again on the road. Who knows how many more people would meet him like that?
trouble.
Yan Yan hopes to arrive at the Tiele tribe as soon as possible to join them. He has too many ideas that need to be implemented but also need manpower. At this moment, he feels that time is very tight. Whether they can join up is related to the survival plan of many people.
Dahei underneath him seemed to sense that Shi Shi was in a bad mood, so he kept immersing himself in driving. As for Dashi who was following behind him, he was even faster, not daring to delay at all. The chaos of the troubled times had appeared, and his heart was naturally suppressed.
"stop."
The two people who were running suddenly heard someone roaring above them, the wind howling, and a light and shadow coming from a distance, as fast as an arrow piercing the air.
In the blink of an eye, a person was standing in front of the rock. With a twist of his body, the white gauze floated like clouds and mist, and instantly gathered together, revealing a young man wearing black black clothes, holding a sword in his hand, showing his composure without anger.
Rock was shocked, and he and Dashi looked at each other without any trace, and both saw the shock in their eyes.
Here comes another one.
No matter what you are afraid of, this young man, dressed like this, and arrogant and domineering, needless to say are the same as the young man in white. Although one is in white and the other is in blue, his indifferent eyes and attitude are exactly the same.
"Immortal, what are your orders?"
Rock had to lower his posture. He could feel how powerful the young man he faced was, at least he couldn't defeat him at all.
People have to bow their heads under the low eaves.
"Go that way."
The young man in green pointed in a direction, and his tone of command could not be refused.
Rock and Dashi agreed very cooperatively, because they could not resist, and all resistance was in vain. It was the best policy to cooperate obediently at the moment and make plans when the time was right.
The young man in green was stunned for a moment by the cooperation between the two. The sword in his hand had already killed many disobedient people. He thought he would need force to threaten him every time, but he never thought that two honest children would show up.
With a twist of the body, the white gauze suddenly appeared, like mist surrounding the body, quickly rising into the air, and looking around.
Rock looked up and saw the misty figure in the mist, and sighed, no wonder, people are flying in the sky, how can you run on the ground, you don't have an advantage, this made him very envious again.
Hajime finally saw that he and Shi Yan were not the only two people. There were no less than two or three hundred people gathered from all directions, but many of them were injured. This made Hajime's heart become heavier and heavier. Could it be that everything was in chaos?
Well, an ominous premonition arises spontaneously.
"Xianjia, we can't walk anymore."
A strong man was shouting while carrying someone on his back, and stopped moving forward. There were bloodstains all over his body. He had obviously come from a fight.
"Can't walk anymore? Then don't leave."
The young man in green clothes at Tiantou was stunned at first, turned his head slightly and glanced sideways, immediately frowned, and then waved his hand impatiently.
bass
There was a sword chant, and the sword light like lightning flashed from the young man's hand.
"ah!"
The strong man carrying the person on his back screamed, and the person on his back was split in two at the waist. He was still alive when he fell down, and lay on the ground wailing in pain. It was truly tragic and could not bear to be witnessed.
Everyone who saw this scene stopped in fright, and could not help but tremble. When they looked up at the young man in green, their eyes suddenly became frightened. Is this man so cruel? He would kill someone at the slightest disagreement.
"snort!"
The young man in green clothes in Tiantou returned the sword to its sheath. The clanging sound of the long sword being sheathed was like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning. It made people feel dazed. However, in the eyes of the people on the ground, the sword was drawn out like a sword, shocking people's hearts.
Kill a chicken to scare a monkey, kill one to serve as a warning to hundreds!
When is the best time to use it, right now.
The cold snort from the sky woke everyone up, and they hurriedly quickened their pace, fearing that a sword would come flying, and his head would be in a different place. The young man who looked harmless to humans and animals, was so terrifying, and would kill people at the slightest disagreement. The real life of a human being is like
Grass mustard.
How terrifying, the rock murmured to himself, the unprecedented power made his eyes widen with envy, and he secretly warned himself that he also longed for such power.
…
This is a hill, and hundreds of people have already gathered there, but there is no sound. Everyone is staring at the valley below, with different expressions on their faces.
Shi Yan saw that there were people fighting each other to the death in the valley, and there was chaos. From time to time, people fell dead in a pool of blood.
It can be seen that there are more than a thousand corpses in the valley, scattered in various places, and it seems that they have all been hacked to death.
"Dahei, find a place by yourself and don't show up here."
The rock noticed something unusual in the valley, and quietly walked beside the big black ear, and at the same time slapped it on the butt, as if to drive it away.
Dahei was very smart. He lifted up his big hooves and went down without saying a word. Wherever he passed, when everyone saw such an ugly sick cow, they all got out of the way and let it leave on its own.
Rock watched Dahei go away, and then he looked at the battlefield of fighting in the valley again. He was sure that those people were just like the people on his side, they were natives.
Looking around, he noticed two young men in green clothes who kept talking. The short one was the one who escorted him and others. There was also a little fat man, the same dress, the same seventy-eight years old.
year old boy.
What really made him feel suffocated was that not far to the left of the group of them, there was another young man in Tsing Yi sitting on the ground. He looked the same seventeen or eighteen years old, but his demeanor was completely different from the short one and the fat guy.
Toshiro's side profile shows a chilling aura, and there is also a little bit of anger. A long sword is placed on his crossed legs, with both hands holding seals on his chest, his eyes are slightly closed, and he is motionless.
.
"ah!"
A scream came from the valley, and there was no sound of fighting anymore, only heavy breathing. Among the piles of messy corpses on the ground stood one person, the last survivor.
Through the torn clothes, it can be seen that this is a very strong warrior. Even so, his body is still scarred and dripping with blood, which shows what kind of fighting he has experienced to survive.
However, such a person was crying silently. His eyes wandered among the corpses. Maybe there were too many relatives lying on the ground. There was that kind of reluctance, that kind of pain, and even regret. In short, at this moment
He was depressed and on the verge of collapse.
When he slowly raised his head and looked at the hill, he clenched the scimitar in his hand, but there was a strong hatred hidden in him. This kind of hatred could be seen clearly by anyone, but it was shrouded in fear.
"Is it over again?"
The young man in green clothes sitting cross-legged raised his head and opened his eyes. The two cold lights in his eyes were like sharp arrows, as if he could see through everything, making people tremble unconsciously.
I saw his hand slightly raised and slowly spinning. The strong warrior in the valley won the battle but was no match for this gentle hand. He could not help but float into the air until he was in front of the young man in green.
It was as if it was being carried by an infinite, invisible hand. It was like a puppet, being manipulated by others without any backhand power.
The young man in green clothes still sat cross-legged on the ground, looking at the strong man suspended in the air in front of him. He looked up and down a few times, frowned and thought for a moment, raised one hand, put his index finger and middle finger together and moved left and right between his eyebrows, and silently recited a spell.
I saw a flash of light in his eyes, and it disappeared in an instant.
"Hey!...Why is this?"
The young man in green punched his leg and waved his hand as lightly as if he was shooing away a fly.
"puff!"
With a slight sound, the strong man suspended in the air instantly turned into a rain of blood and dispersed, then disappeared.