Several powerful barbarians directly squeezed Quan Yong into the corner, sacrificing their magic weapons in their hands, and pressing Quan Yong step by step.
Quan Yong was not afraid at all. He tied the horse first and then stood forward.
He was full of anger and guarded the border for the Dune Empire for hundreds of years, hoping to survive until honor, but now he told him that all their territory was left to the jurisdiction of the human race.
Hope was shattered at this point, a sense of almost shame lingered on his head and blocked his throat.
"As a barbarian, you don't have the bottom line of pride and are willing to become a human lackey. Don't you feel sorry for the bloodline of the barbarian?" Quan Yong asked angrily.
The Li barbarians, who were in charge of the iron stick, walked over with an arrogant look on their faces and snorted coldly: "Quanyong, don't you be funny anymore? Do you know why our border city has been unable to get on for so long? Isn't it because of you? You lowered the level of all our border cities alone. I've long seen you feel unhappy. Today I'll make you suffer, otherwise you will be proud of what you will always be?"
"Is the prosperity of Biansai City only linked to me? You have changed your mind long ago, profit-oriented and forgotten your original intentions?..."
"You have betrayed the Libarbarians long ago, right? Could it be you, have you completely become the lackeys of the Demon Horns?" Quan Yong suddenly woke up and looked at them with disbelief.
In recent years, the conflict between the border and the Demon Horn Clan has gradually decreased, but strangely, many casual cultivators on the Li Barbarians have disappeared mysteriously.
"Shut up!" The iron stick rushed down, his eyes suddenly changed, and suddenly became cruel.
When several powerful barbarians heard this, their faces turned dark and they all became serious.
Quan Yong frowned and scolded them as human lackeys, but he was just unhappy, and scolded them as Demon Horned lackeys and became angry.
It made him feel inexplicable and funny, Quan Yong said sarcastically: "Can I be right? You have all become lackeys of the Demon Horn Clan? So now, it doesn't matter if you become lackeys of the human race, right?"
"Quan Yong..." The guy holding the iron stick was so angry that his whole body trembled. "Some things you don't understand, maybe it's a good thing. Why don't you understand?"
Their expressions were mixed with reluctance, and their angry looks showed some helplessness. Several people went forward and locked Quan Yong down ruthlessly.
With a bang, a stick of blood was thrown out from Quan Yong's back. He tightened his whole body, his eyes full of unwillingness. Suddenly, his fists clenched tightly.
boom!--
A violent aura erupted, and several powerful barbarians who pressed him were directly shocked and fell to the ground.
"Are you worthy of me? I can't know what's wrong? I have shared the joys and sorrows with you for so many years, and fought together on the border and fought bloody battles. I broke my promise if I said good things?" Quan Yong's mouth was soaked with blood, his eyes were full of unwillingness. He hoped that it was not what he suspected.
Several powerful barbarians who were shaking away stood up instantly and swung their fists fiercely, and 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 looked excited and full of grief. He did not expect that the brothers he had worked with for many years would show their strength at this moment today, and his true friendship was like a joke.
"Why don't you answer me? Are they all cowards? Selling yourself to the Demon Horn Clan?" Quan Yong bared his teeth, spitted blood, and said viciously.
Several of them directly hit him in the face with one punch. The sound of the flesh being crushed out came out, and the pain teared him apart.
Quan Yong was completely restrained and his head was pressed to the ground to rub.
The iron rod was stuck directly on his neck, and the vicious barbarian, pressed directly against his head and threatened: "Quanyong, I advise you to stop meddling in other people's business. You'd better do what you should do, what you should do. If I let me know that you are talking nonsense, I will cut your tongue."
"Don't forget, your sister is there."
When Quan Yong heard this, his heart was shocked and he panted and he was angry, "Dare you dare?!"
"Don't embarrass yourself too much, keep your mouth in mind!" As soon as the iron rod was closed, a desolate wind blew over.
"Let's go!" Several powerful barbarians glared at Quan Yong fiercely and left.
Quan Yong got up in a mess, spitted blood, squeezed his fists tightly, and cursed angrily: "Damn it!"
...
"Angkor, if you do this, will Quanyong not act impulsively? If all our affairs are exposed, everything will be over." asked another short-sized barbarian.
Wu Li took the iron stick back and said with a gloomy face: "There are some things that Quanyong cannot do, so we can only do it for a few of us. Don't worry, although Quanyong is a little impulsive, he still knows the right way."
"In this situation, the Dune Lord no longer cares about our lives or death. It is ridiculous to place hope on the human race. How many days can you live now, it will be counted as a matter of days." Wu Li said with a wry smile.
Everyone showed bitter smiles and laughed at themselves.
The human race here saw them coming and waved to them, "Sir, please come here."
After several powerful barbarians got on the carriage, Cao Zheng walked out of secretly and took out a message and said, "Master, there is something strange, just like you expected."
Ye Feng replied: "How is that Quan Yong now?"
"Fortunately, Quan Yong is quite resistant to beatings. Master, why don't I ask him to come and see you right now?" Cao Zheng asked.
Ye Feng nodded, "It's good, but this matter must be carried out in secret, so that people can't let go of the news."
"Yes." Cao Zheng replied.
......
The human border borders, bordering the edge of the land of the Demon Horn Clan Royal Country, stands the remnants of the barbarian city.
Along this border border, there will be such a powerful barbarian city every few thousand kilometers.
The city is not big or small, and it just can maintain the daily activities of tens of thousands of casual cultivators.
A city gate is crooked and written with the "sand dunes" on the frontier, with a desolate and decaying atmosphere.
The city lord's mansion is a cold and humid room, and the sun cannot invade, and several black shadows float in it.
Yan Yu half-opened his eyes, "Why haven't those strong barbarians come back yet..."
"Sir, why are you worried? Are you still worried that they will betray you? We have their handles in our hands, and they don't have the courage." Yue Yan smiled and said, trembling and excited.
A few black shadows beside them were silent, and a few trembling barbarian cultivators were trembling and begging for mercy.
"Sir! Please, please let us go. We are also greedy for a moment, and we will never again!" One of the skinny barbarians knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.
Yue Yan was even more excited. The cracked smile made his whole face tremble, his shadow became even bigger, and his body swelled like a monster.
The few scattered cultivators of the powerful barbarian tribe were frightened and their faces were pale.
"How could I let you go? I don't want to let you go at all. Since we are all here, I will give you all to us! Hahaha!" Yue Yan looked greedy and crazy, his voice was sharp with excitement, and fear hit his heart.
Yan Yu looked at it, closed his eyes, and said nothing.
A scream broke out, and a pool of blood was splashed on the ground. The bodies of the powerful barbarians were crushed directly, and several groups of souls were floating in it.
Yue Yan stepped forward and swallowed it directly. The groups of souls shone light on his dark body, and slid into the center of Yue Yan along the light.
In just a moment, those groups of souls were instantly destroyed.
With a bang, Yue Yan spit out something again, and a crystal clear brown bead fell out.
Yan Yu opened his eyes and then raised his hand. The brown bead floated up and flew into his hand.
"These qualities are not good." After Yan Yu said that, he gently pinched his hand, and the brown bead that fused with the power of several souls instantly crushed into ashes.
Yue Yan's tall body twisted back, with 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 have value. Yue Yan should not be so impulsive next time, but it's fine, just a few ants." Yan Yu said lightly, and slowly closed his eyes.
"Sir, they look scared. I really like it so much that I can't help it!" Yue Yan said, licking his mouth.
"Okay, I won't wait, go down." Yan Yu said, and he drew a circle on the ground.
I saw the circle appearing black vortex, Yan Yu jumped down, and then the beams of black shadows followed.
Yue Yan looked depressed and said, "No, it's so boring. I finally came here to visit. At least I'll take a look at a few living things."
After complaining, Yueyan reluctantly jumped towards the black vortex.
Below the black vortex is the entire underground dark city.
Below the land bordering the human race and the Demon Horn Clan is an underground dark city dominated by the Demon Horn Clan.
Looking around, the lights are dim and amazingly wide. If you forget to look up, you may feel a wonderful feeling of being in a prosperous city.
This is the paradise of the Demon Horn Clan and the hell of the Barbarian Clan!
An underground dark city that ignores any laws!
Here, the Magic Horn Clan can enjoy unlimited pleasure, and this is the black market for trading, and you can buy anything you want.
Among them, the soul beads of the barbarians are the most popular. The Demon Horn Clan can buy taboo resources here. Many low-level cultivators in various imperial countries can use a thousand gold to buy divine power. A soul bead can immediately change their fate and advance to the level.
This is also a holy place for many mediocre talents, and it is also a place for luck for the Li Barbarians who seek to get rich overnight, and a place of prosperity maintained by the corpses of the Li Barbarians.
A black vortex gate opened, and under the Demon Horn Clan guarding the side, he had already bowed half-kneeled.
Yan Yu walked out with only one eye open and his hands behind his back. His breath was filled with a bone-permeable coldness. He had not heard of his body, and the extremely cold air had already invaded his body.
"Welcome to the return of lords." The demon horns who were kneeling on their feet bowed.
Yan Yu raised his hand gently, and the demon horn tribes then stood up.
Yueyan immediately became excited and shouted wildly, "Sir, this is this..."
In front of them, there were hundreds of strong barbarians locked in rows and kneeling on the ground. Each of them showed a look of despair on their faces...