"Next, don't speak, don't move, wait here. Everything is up to me."
Turning around, he glared majestically at Yun Luo and the others. Yin Xuege took only Youquan and Bai Yuzi with him, soared into the air, deliberately exuding a magnificent aura, and flew towards the direction of Mutao Acropolis.
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The monks in Yunluo were completely stunned. What did Yin Xuuge want to do? Fight an acropolis by himself? Even if he had used a large formation to trap all the elite soldiers in the city, there were definitely many more in Mutao Acropolis.
Thousands of elites are stationed in the city!
A high-pitched horn sound sounded on the city wall, and dense defensive restrictions flashed on the city wall. Yin Xuuge's body sank and fell from the air. He landed on the top of a big tree, looking at Mutao Acropolis from a distance.
's city gate.
On the city gate tower, a sturdy old man pressed his hands against the city wall and stared at Yin Xuege with cold eyes. Hundreds of miles away, he sternly scolded: "Who dares to invade our Mutao Acropolis?
What sorcery did you use to harm the elite in my city?"
Yin Xuege formed seals with both hands, and her fingers quickly changed, creating one hundred and forty-four weird seals in succession. These seals had no power, and were not magical spells. They were more like simple secret signs and signals.
He looked at the old man and raised his head proudly: "I brought the greetings from my ancestors."
The old man on the city gate building stiffened, and his face twitched violently. The young generals around him had their eyes wide open, and they all stared blankly at Yin Xuege, shocked by his words.
Stayed.
Greetings from ancestors have special connotations among the saints - when a member of a certain lineage of a saint wants to expand their own power, they will send elite disciples from the clan to lead them to the prey they are targeting.
Go to 'ancestor's greetings'. This kind of greeting is never tender and affectionate, but full of coldness and blood.
The elite disciple sent to greet him will challenge the leader of the target force one by one. If he can conquer the opponent with one person, the clan will acquiesce, and he will take his place and control the force that he defeated.
The winner has everything, while the loser, with good luck, can survive and get a place to live in the city. But most of the time, the loser's family will be expelled from the city and become a miserable wanderer.
‘Ancestors’ greetings’ cannot be refused or refused. This is a means of survival of the fittest within the family and an effective competition mechanism to maintain the family’s upward momentum and competitiveness.
"Damn thing!" The old man on the city gate building gritted his teeth and spat out a few words from the gap between his teeth. Yin Xuege's complicated set of gestures just now proved that he was indeed a member of the Sima clan.
"Dad, how about we just surround him and kill him?" A man standing behind the old man lowered his voice and suggested with murderous intent that the old man simply kill Yin Xuuge.
"Idiot!" Sima Nu, the guard of Mutao Acropolis, slapped his eldest son Sima Yan with his backhand, causing him to stumble and almost roll down the city wall: "Since he dares to show up with only one maid, there must be experts from his family nearby to take care of him.
.If our family dares to break the rules, Mutaowei will be destroyed."
Gritting his teeth, Sima Nu cursed in a low voice with great vengeance: "Which bastard is targeting our family's foundation? Sima Da? Sima Wei? Sima Feng? Sima Qiu? Which bastard is he? With such courage, he still has
People who value our Mutaowei’s foundation. I’ve been counting them, and there are just these bastards.”
The defensive restrictions on the city wall quietly dispersed, and the city gate slowly opened.
Yin Xuege laughed and jumped into the air, continuing to fly towards the city gate. His long sleeves fluttered in the wind, and he shouted proudly: "Old man Sima Nu, I won't declare myself. If I win, I won't.
Tao Wei is mine; if I lose, I will turn around and leave, and it doesn’t matter whether I give my name or not.”
Flying in the air and flying quickly, Yin Xuege rudely crossed the city wall and landed in front of Sima Nu.
Sima glared at Yin Xuege angrily. He threatened word by word: "Baby, have you thought about it? Greetings from the ancestors... Hey, someone actually has an idea for me? I, Sima Nu, manage this small piece of business, but there are already three
Seventeen thousand years."
Yin Xuege looked at Sima Nu unequivocally: "A thief who is old but not dead is called a thief. Our ancestors said that Sima Nu was very old, but he didn't die on the battlefield fighting the demon from outside the territory! In the ordinary guard city
, it is rare for a guard to live to be ten thousand years old, this Sima Nu is too afraid of death."
Sima was so angry that his face turned blue and his body was trembling.
He pointed at Yin Xuege and wanted to say something, but Yin Xuege interrupted Sima Nu's words rudely: "My ancestor also said that Sima Nu's greedy and fearful style is simply to the detriment of others.
Our Sima clan is in disgrace. My ancestor told me, son, go and seize Sima Nu’s position as a guard, organize an elite army, and kill a few more extraterrestrial demons, so that other family members can see our Sima clan.
The majesty of young men."
A young man behind Sima Nu roared, took a heavy step forward, and shouted sternly: "Arrogant boy, you have such a loud tone!"
Yin Xuuge looked at the young man with disdain and shook her head disdainfully: "My ancestor also said that all members of Mutao Wei Sima Nu's family are incompetent. The old ones are greedy for life and afraid of death, and their sons and grandsons are all playboys.
It’s useless. So my ancestor said, I’m 90% sure to replace it.”
Sima was so angry that he laughed loudly. He pointed at Yin Xuege and shouted sternly: "Okay, okay, okay, 90% sure? Okay, that's good. Since you want to follow the rules, challenge my Sima Nu family.
, then follow the rules. I won’t ask you your name, and don’t say I bullied your little baby. Let’s go to the school field and have a good fight.”
Yin Xuuge sneered and pointed towards the city: "Very good, please, please, please, please lead the way!"
Sima Nu looked up to the sky and laughed three times, threw down his sleeves, and rose into the sky with a gloomy face, quickly falling towards the school grounds in the city. A group of family members behind Sima Nu looked at Yin Xuege gloomily, and also flew towards the school grounds.
In the jungle, Monk Yunluo, who overheard the conversation between Yin Xuege and Sima Nu through the use of his magical power of seeing from the sky and the earth, looked blankly at his companions who were also dumbfounded around him: "Greetings from the ancestors? Do these demons still have such rules?
This, this, why don’t we have any information at all?”
Monk Yuanzhen frowned and shook his bald head vigorously: "It can be seen that fellow Taoist Mu is indeed thoughtful. When we saw these demons in the past, we tried our best to kill them. If we didn't have the intention, we would have no chance to capture them alive.
, tortured for confession. Tsk, Fellow Taoist Mu is indeed extraordinary."
Monk Yunjue played with a string of Buddhist beads and stared blankly in the direction of Mutaowei: "But, what are the rules of this so-called greeting? Can Fellow Taoist Mu win over so many people?"
Yuan Zhen smiled slightly, shook his head gently, and sighed sincerely: "Whether we can win or not is not important. What is important is that Fellow Daoist Mu has already entered the city, and we have already won more than half of it."
Mutao Health School Ground has been surrounded by countless people.
Among these people were generals, officers, soldiers, and even large groups of nobles. Everyone looked at Yin Xuege standing in the middle of the school grounds with strange expressions, secretly wondering about his origins and his character.
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Everyone remained silent for fear that any movement would cause Sima Nu's displeasure. The entire Mutao Guard consisted of Sima Nu's family as the core, dozens of noble families who were attached to Sima Nu's family, and hundreds of thousands of soldiers and their families.
Life and death, honor and disgrace, all depended on Sima Nu's thoughts.
Now someone suddenly jumped out to challenge the supreme authority of Sima Nu's family. For the residents of Mutao Acropolis who have been living in the huge shadow of Sima Nu, it is undoubtedly a big event like the sky is falling and the earth is falling. They have all kinds of complicated emotions.
He rushed to the school grounds and looked at Yin Xuege quietly.
Youquan stood in the crowd without saying a word. There was a faint mist spreading under her feet. The extremely slight mist was covered by the breath of tens of thousands of people. No one noticed this mist at all. In the mist
Mixed with an extremely slight medicinal power, it is the ultimate intoxicating drug that is enough to make the bones and muscles of Zhenxiandu become weak and numb.
But Youquan can only release water mist slowly and release the medicinal power slowly. Not to mention the entire Mutao Acropolis, even this school ground, if you want everyone in the school ground to gradually inhale enough medicinal power, it will take at least half an hour.
time.
At this time, I can only rely on Yin Xuuge to fight for it.
Yin Xuuge stood in the middle of the school ground, still with that unpleasant pride, looking proudly at Sima Nu and his descendants directly opposite.
Sima Nu, who has lived for nearly 40,000 years, has less than thirty descendants in total. Sitting upright on a large stone chair, Sima Nu proudly pointed to Yin Xuege: "Since,
You have brought greetings from an unknown member of my clan. Then, boy, you can choose any of my children. In short, according to the rules, you have to defeat me and all my descendants one by one to be qualified to occupy the wood.
Tao Wei."
Yin Xuuge smiled indifferently, took a deep look at Sima Nu, and casually pointed at a young man wearing Qilin soft armor behind him.
"What you said makes sense. Anyway, we have to kill him one by one, so just pick the weakest one and warm up. I guess it won't take much effort to kill him... Is it a fight to the death or a fight to the death?"
Yin Xuuge's provocative words made Sima Nu frown, but his last words made everyone tremble.
A fight to the death means a fight to the death, and one person must be killed before it ends; a fight to the death means giving people a breath of air and a glimmer of hope. Yin Xuuge suddenly raised this question, which finally made Sima Nu and others start to face Yin Xuuge.
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What he brought was the greetings from the ancestors, the bloodiest and cruelest greetings within the Holy Clan, a game of the weak and the strong, a metabolic game controlled by the laws of the naked jungle. If Sima Nu and his family were not careful, they would probably face the worst possible outcome.
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