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Chapter 1633 Tune the tiger away from the mountain

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The location of the altar is right at the foot of the mountain, and the statue is tall and big, at least a hundred meters high. Even next to the continuous mountains, it is very eye-catching. After all, it is the holy land of Xiabu, and they visit it every day.

Went to worship.

Because of this, when my attack fell towards the altar, many people in the Xia tribe noticed it immediately. At that moment, they could not sit still, and a series of frightened uproar followed.

That is their holy land, and if it is damaged at all, it will be disrespectful to the ancestors!

After realizing this, many people from the Xia tribe rushed towards the holy land, trying to intercept the attack, but it was too late. They were still quite far away from the altar, so how could they react?

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Fortunately, at the critical moment, Rollo finally reacted. He didn't say anything and didn't even care about fighting. He rushed towards the altar and reached the altar before the attack landed.

At this time, many people in the Xia tribe finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then they cast their angry gazes at me in the sky. If I hadn't been unable to intervene during the battle, they would have rushed up and beaten me up.

"Huh, I'm scared to death. Ye Yan doesn't have martial ethics. He actually attacked the statue of his ancestors. He is really disrespectful to his ancestors. If this is according to the rules of our clan, his cultivation should be abolished and let

He knelt under the altar for the rest of his life, repenting for his mistakes!" Gu Ji said angrily.

"The rules of our clan do not apply to him, but he has indeed gone too far. Just because of his behavior, it is impossible for the ancestors to approve of him, let alone win the love of the saint." Ji Chen said slowly:

"I have also thought clearly. After this battle is over, regardless of whether the Saint agrees or not, I will forcibly break them up. Ye Yan disrespects his ancestors, so don't blame me for beating up the mandarin ducks..."

"I think it makes sense." Luo Lun nodded, then looked at Yao Wen and said, "What does the Great Elder think?"

"Keep watching, let's talk after the game is over." Yao Wen said with a solemn face.

The three of them stopped talking now and watched the game with sullen expressions.

Let me tell you, the moment Rollo turned around and rushed towards the statue, I felt relieved in my nervous heart, because I had made the right bet.

It can be said that Rollo cares about those statues so much that he can give up the fight and rush to the statues regardless of the consequences, just to protect them. Even if the power contained in those statues will not be damaged by me, he is still so desperate.

Did it.

The reason is very simple, that is, this statue is very important to Luo Luo, or to the tribe, and has very great significance. I can imagine that in their eyes, these statues are symbols of gods. This

The importance of the statue to them can be seen from their worship twice a day, morning and evening.

Because of this, Rollo rushed to the statue regardless of his own safety, and this undoubtedly created an opportunity for me...

Therefore, the guard general Tie Xuan hung Zhu Yuanzhang's portrait to prevent Zhu Di from attacking the city. Now I, Ye Yan, bombed the statue and lured Luo Luo to guard it. After achieving my goal, I suddenly moved and prepared to carry out the next plan.

While I was taking action, Rollo had already taken one step ahead of my attack and blocked my attack in front of the statue. Now Rollo finally breathed a sigh of relief, his forehead was already covered with

Sweat.

There was no way, Luo Luo was really frightened just now, almost scared out of his mind.

The altar is the sacred place of the Xia tribe, and the statue is their spiritual sustenance. If it is damaged even a little, he will simply be shameless to face his ancestors, and he is afraid that he will have to die to make up for his sins.

After recovering from the initial fear, Rollo's anger became even stronger. That mortal dared to destroy the statue in front of him. This was not only teasing him, but also disrespectful to his ancestors.

At this moment, Luo Luo felt a murderous intention in his heart.

Just as murderous intent surged into Luo Luo's heart, he noticed a violent aura appearing on his own. At that moment, he sneered in his heart. How could he be so smart and not know that the mortal was playing a clumsy trick to lure the tiger away from the mountain?

It's nothing more than destroying the statue to divert his attention and take this opportunity to attack him. But does he really think that this boring trick can make up for the huge level difference between the two parties?

Luo Luo sneered on his face, but there was a murderous intention in his heart. After realizing that the sneak attack behind him was coming, the breath in Luo Luo's body surged out almost unreservedly. Along with a purple light appeared on the palm of his hand, Luo Luo

With a roar, he turned around and blasted towards the back.

At the moment of the bombardment, Rollo even showed the joyful expression of a winner, as well as a slight disdain for the weak mortal behind him... In his opinion, people are born with high and low, and incompetent weaklings like him are destined to

Not worthy of the favor of a noble saint.

This is life!

So, why is this mortal struggling? Does he think he can escape his fate? Just like him who is weak, he is destined to be unable to win this game. The final victory must be him!

But before that, he must repair that ignorant mortal, avenge the one shot just now, and completely cut off the saint's concern for him, even if he accidentally kills him, it's okay.

Who made him destined to be a humble...ant?

A victor's smile appeared on the corner of Rollo's mouth, but his smile didn't stay long before it froze on his face, because what appeared in front of him at this moment was not the expected mortal at all, or even

It's not a person, it's a sword.

A sword that is filled with blue light and has that mortal aura!

At this moment, Luo Luo realized.

Although this sword and the sword spirit are just beginning to take shape, it is a sword spirit after all. It can give full play to the power left in its body by its master, and can even imitate its master's aura...

He should have noticed that no matter how similar the sword was to the imitation, it was slightly different from his own. But he was careless. On the one hand, he had just solved the statue issue and did not have enough time to regain his composure. On the other hand, he was too

He underestimated his opponent.

Of course, the most important thing is that Luo Luo never expected that such an operation would exist.

After Luo Luo realized that he had encountered a double plan to divert the tiger away from the mountain, he felt the aura approaching quickly from behind. He hastily blocked Yang Yanjian's active offensive. At the same time, he turned his head and saw

The mortal who jumped from above, and...

The unyielding light in his eyes.

"Air slash!"

With a loud shout, I gathered all the power in my body, as well as some of the holy energy remaining in my body, on my joined hands, and then made a sharp stroke downwards.

A slash without a sword, a slash with bare hands, is what I call an empty slash.

"Whoosh!"

The blue light flashed past, directly under Rollo's shocked and disbelieving gaze, and streaked across his entire upper body.

Suddenly, the skin was torn apart!

Seeing this scene, the whole audience was silent./divscripttype=”text/javascript”;/script


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