Several powerful barbarians directly squeezed Quan Yong into a corner, held out their magic weapons, and pressed Quan Yong step by step.
Quan Yong showed no fear at all. He tied the horse first and then stood forward.
Filled with rage, he had guarded the borders of the Dune Empire for hundreds of years, hoping to survive until he could be honored, but now he was told that all of their territory was under the jurisdiction of the human race.
Hope was shattered, and a feeling almost of shame lingered in his head and blocked his throat.
"You are the Libarians, but you have no bottom line of pride and are willing to become the lackeys of the human race. Don't you feel sorry for the blood of the Libarians?" Quan Yong asked angrily.
The leader of the barbarian tribe, who was holding an iron rod, came over with an arrogant look and snorted: "Quan Yong, can you stop being funny? Do you know why we have been unable to walk up to the frontier city for so long? Isn't it because
You? You alone have lowered the standard of our entire frontier city. I have long been dissatisfied with you. I will let you suffer a little today, otherwise why are you so proud?!"
"Is the prosperity of the frontier city only tied to me? You all say one thing and do another. Have you changed your mind a long time ago? You are only seeking profit and have forgotten your original intention. Is it possible?"
"You have betrayed the Li Barbarians a long time ago, right? Could it be you? Have you completely become the lackeys of the Demon Horn Clan?" Quan Yong suddenly woke up and looked at them in disbelief.
In recent years, the conflicts between the border and the Demon Horn Tribe have gradually decreased, but strangely, many casual cultivators on the Liman Tribe side have disappeared mysteriously.
"Shut up!" The iron rod rushed down, his eyes suddenly changed, and he suddenly became violent.
When several powerful barbarians heard this, their faces turned dark and they all became serious.
Quan Yong frowned. He scolded them as human lackeys because they were just unhappy. He scolded them as Demon Horn lackeys and immediately became angry.
Making him feel baffled and amused, Quan Yong said sarcastically: "Am I right? You have all become the lackeys of the Demon Horn Clan? So now, it doesn't matter even if you become the lackeys of the Human Race, right?"
"
"Quan Yong." The guy holding the iron rod was so angry that his whole body was shaking, "There are some things you don't understand, which may be a good thing. Why don't you understand?"
Their expressions were mixed with reluctance, and their angry looks revealed a certain helplessness. Several of them stepped forward and locked Quan Yong up, ruthlessly chopping down the iron rods.
There was a snap, and there was a blood stain from the stick on Quan Yong's back. He tensed up, his eyes full of unwillingness, and suddenly he clenched his fists tightly and burst out.
boom!--
A violent breath blasted out, and several barbarians who were suppressing him were thrown to the ground by the shock.
"Are you worthy of me? Is there anything I can't know? I have shared the joys and sorrows with you for so many years, guarding the border together and fighting bloody battles, and all the promises I made have been broken?" Quan Yong's mouth was soaked in blood, and his eyes were full of unwillingness. He hoped it wasn't the case.
As he suspected.
Several force barbarians who were knocked away instantly stood up and punched fiercely. Their fists fell on Quan Yong like dense raindrops.
He was like an iron-blooded warrior, not afraid of any pain at all. Quan Yong's expression was full of grief and anger. He didn't expect that the brother he had worked with for many years would show his weakness at this moment. His true friendship was like a joke.
"Why don't you answer me? Are you all cowards? Have you sold yourself to the Demon Horn Clan?" Quan Yong bared his teeth, spat out a mouthful of blood, and said viciously.
A few people here punched him directly in the face, the sound of flesh being crushed was heard, and the pain tore through him.
Quan Yong was restrained, his head pressed to the ground and rubbed.
The iron rod was stuck directly on his neck, and the ferocious barbarian pressed directly against his head and threatened: "Quan Yong, I advise you to mind your own business. You'd better be honest about what you have to do, and what to do, if you let me
I knew you were talking nonsense, so I cut out your tongue."
"Don't forget, your sister is at my place."
When Quan Yong heard this, his heart skipped a beat, and he gasped angrily, "How dare you?!"
"Don't embarrass yourself too much, keep your mouth shut!" As soon as the iron rod was retracted, a gust of desolate wind blew past.
"Let's go!" Several barbarians glared at Quan Yong fiercely and left.
Quan Yong got up in embarrassment, vomited blood, squeezed it tightly with his fists, and cursed angrily: "Damn it!"
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"Brother Angkor, if you do this, won't Quan Yong act impulsively? If all our affairs are exposed, we will all be doomed." Another short man asked.
Wu Li took the iron rod back and said with a sullen face: "There are some things that Quan Yong can't do, so only our brothers can do it. Don't worry, even though Quan Yong acts impulsively,
Some, you still know how to measure."
"In this situation, the Dune Emperor no longer cares about our life or death. It's really ridiculous to place hope on the human race. Let's count how many days we can live now." Wu Li said with a bitter smile.
Everyone showed a bitter smile and sighed at themselves.
The human race here saw them coming and waved to them, "Masters, please come this way."
After several Li barbarians got on the carriage, Cao Zheng came out from the darkness, took out the message and said: "My lord, as you expected, there is something fishy."
Ye Feng replied: "How is Quan Yong doing now?"
"Fortunately, Quan Yong is quite resistant to being beaten. My lord, how about I call him over to see you right now?" Cao Zheng asked.
Ye Feng nodded, "That's fine, but this matter must be carried out secretly, and no one can let the news leak out."
"Yes." Cao Zheng replied.
On the border of the human race, adjacent to the edge of the Demon Horn Clan Imperial Kingdom, stands the remaining barbarian city.
Along this border, every few thousand kilometers, there will be a barbarian city like this.
The city is neither big nor small, just enough to support the daily activities of tens of thousands of casual cultivators.
A city gate has the words "Dune" written crookedly on the frontier fortress city, giving off an air of desolation and decay.
The city lord's mansion is a cold and damp room where sunlight cannot invade, and a few black shadows are floating in it.
Yan Yu half-opened his eyes, "Why haven't those powerful barbarians come back yet?"
"Sir, why are you anxious? Are you still worried that they will betray you? We have their handle in our hands, and they don't have the guts." Yue Xiang said with a smile, his whole body was shaking with excitement.
The few black shadows beside them were silent, and among them, a few trembling cultivators from the Li Barbarian tribe could be seen, trembling and kneeling down to beg for mercy.
"Sir! Please, please let us go. We were greedy for a moment, and we will never be greedy again!" One of the skinny barbarians knelt down and begged for mercy.
Yue Niang became even more excited, and his split smile made his whole face tremble. His shadow became even larger, and his figure expanded like a monster.
The few casual cultivators from the barbarian tribe were frightened to the spot, their faces pale.
"How could I let you go? I don't want to let you go at all. Since you are all here, then dedicate all of you to us! Hahaha! -" Yue Niang looked greedy and crazy, and his voice was filled with excitement.
Sharp, fear strikes straight into the soul.
Yan Yu looked at it, closed his eyes, and said nothing.
A scream was heard, and a pool of blood was splashed on the ground. The physical bodies of the barbarians were directly crushed, and only a few groups of souls were seen floating in it.
Moon Nightmare stepped forward and swallowed him in one gulp. Those groups of souls glowed in his dark body, and slid into the center of Moon Nightmare along with the light.
In just an instant, those groups of souls were instantly destroyed.
With a snap, Yue Yan spat out something again, and a crystal clear brown bead fell out.
Yan Yu opened one eye, then stretched out his hand, and the brown bead floated up and flew into his hand.
"The quality of these is not good." After Yan Yu said it, he squeezed it gently with his hand, and the brown bead, which was combined with the power of several souls, was instantly crushed into ashes.
Yue Xiang's tall body twisted back, with a look of regret on his face, "Sir, don't give it to me. Why is it so wasteful? It's so hard for me."
"Those people just now are still valuable. Yue Xiang, don't be so impulsive next time. It's okay, they're just a few ants." Yan Yu said calmly, and slowly closed his eyes.
"Sir, it's how they look scared. I really like it so much that I can't help it!" Yue Nightmare said and licked her mouth.
"Okay, I won't wait any longer, let's go down." Yan Yu said, and he drew a circle on the ground.
A black vortex appeared in the circle, and Yan Yu jumped down, followed by these bunches of black shadows.
Moon Nightmare looked frustrated and curled her lips and said, "No, it's really boring. It's hard to come up here. At least let me take a good look at a few living creatures."
After complaining, Yue Nightmare reluctantly jumped towards the black vortex.
Under the black vortex is the entire underground city.
Beneath the border between the human race and the Demon Horn Clan is an underground city dominated by the Demon Horn Clan.
Looking around, the lights are dim and the space is surprisingly wide. If you forget to look up, you may have a wonderful feeling of being in a bustling city.
This is the paradise of the Demonic Horns and the hell of the Barbarians!
An underground city that ignores all laws!
Here, the Demon Horns can enjoy unlimited pleasure. This is a black market for transactions, and you can buy anything you want.
Among them, the trading power of the Barbarian Divine Soul Bead is the most popular. Here, the Demon Horn Clan can buy forbidden resources on a large scale. Many low-level casual cultivators in various empires can use thousands of gold to buy divine power. A Divine Soul Bead can instantly change their life and upgrade their level.
This is also a holy place for many mediocre people, a transit place for the Libarians who want to get rich overnight, and a prosperous place that relies on the corpses of the Libarians.
A black vortex door opened, and the subordinates of the Demon Horn Clan who were guarding the side were already half-kneeling in salute.
Yan Yu walked out with only one eye open and his hands behind his back. His breath was filled with bone-chilling coldness. Before he could smell it, the extremely cold and frightening aura had penetrated his body.
"Welcome to your return, sir." The Demon Horns shouted as they knelt down and saluted.
Yan Yu gently raised his hand, and then all the Demon Horns stood up.
As soon as Moon Nightmare came down, she immediately became excited and shouted crazily: "Sir, this is this!"
In front of them, they saw a row of hundreds of powerful barbarians chained up and kneeling on the ground. Each of their faces had a look of despair.
