"After how many years, this damn border has finally been broken. Has the fate of our miserable barbarians finally turned around?"
"Brothers, the sheep in the human territory have been fattened and are waiting for us to slaughter them, hahaha!"
"Tsk, tsk, is this the human territory that our ancestors often talked about?"
"we are coming!"
"Humans, tremble!"
The realm of boundary monuments in the northwest Jedi is like a mountain, one after another, constantly collapsing at a desperate speed.
That kind of desperate situation made these people from the Moon God Sect turn pale, and their beautiful eyes were filled with fear and worry.
Even the great leader, who had always been calm and composed, was a little stunned at this moment.
One after another, like crucian carp crossing a river, they are pouring in crazily from the other side of the boundary monument.
It seems that on the other side of the boundary monument is hell, and on this side of the boundary monument is heaven.
This group of people is obviously different from the human race.
All of them were hunky-backed and about half a head taller than the average human race. They were bare-chested, with arms on their backs, chests, and muscles like cast copper and iron, full of explosive power.
The waist may be draped with an animal skin skirt, or tied with various strange leaves, or some may simply be surrounded by a circle of weird ornaments.
Most of these people's faces are painted with some strange textures, making them look even weirder. Their head shapes are also different.
Some have bald heads, some have long hair shawl, some have sloping hairstyles, and some simply wear weird accessories on their heads.
The shape looks very different from the human race.
The biggest difference is undoubtedly the skin color. Perhaps due to geographical and environmental factors, the skin color of these bitter barbarians is more bronze or wheat-colored.
Of course, the biggest feature of the Kubarians is undoubtedly their noses. The noses of the Kubarians are particularly large. Their noses occupy almost one-third of their entire face.
Therefore, the characteristics of the bitter barbarians are very easy to recognize.
These swarming figures are undoubtedly the Kubarians!
The muscles made of copper and iron, the fierce and crazy eyes, and the unscrupulous words and deeds all show that this is an extremely fierce ethnic group.
One batch after another, just like the broken river, the warriors of the Kubarians, like the crucian carp crossing the river, kept pouring in.
Soon, the crowd swamped the Moon God Sect and were completely surrounded by the crowd.
This time the Moon God Cult came to the border, in addition to the three major leaders, there were only a few close friends. The total number of them would not exceed thirty.
As for the continuous influx of people from the Bitter Barbarians, they numbered at least tens of thousands in just a few breaths.
As a result, the Moon God Sect, together with the three major leaders, had no time to escape and were surrounded by a sea of people from the Kubarians.
"Haha, it's good fortune. Once this boundary monument is broken, there are so many beauties of all sizes waiting for us here. Isn't this luck?"
"Tsk, tsk, they say that human women are made of water. It seems that our ancestors did not deceive us!"
"Hahaha, I finally understand why our ancestors, who are bitter barbarians, never forget the territory of the human race. Tsk, tsk, look at what they are like, they really have no choice."
"They are all so handsome, haha, they are so beautiful, so beautiful."
There were at least a dozen circles of warriors from the Kuman tribe, inside and outside. Their eyes were full of obscenity. If the leader hadn't said nothing, some of the eager warriors from the Kubarbar tribe would have pounced on them to rob them.
Even so, everyone was ready to make a move, just waiting for the leader to speak.
"Whoa whoa!"
The warriors of the Kubarbar tribe were leaning on each other's shoulders, beating in place one by one, and making weird noises. They were obviously celebrating something, singing and dancing.
Some horny guys even kept touching their crotch obscenely, which looked very obscene.
The Moon God Sect was suddenly surrounded by tens of thousands of warriors from the Kubarbarians. At first glance, there were faces of the Kubarians everywhere, almost as far as the eye could see.
Some timid young disciples were so frightened that they turned pale and kept hiding behind the three major leaders.
However, there are warriors from the Kubarians on all sides. No matter how they hide or hide, they are always faced with the obscene faces of the Kubarians.
These warriors of the Bitter Barbarians kept making strange screams like beasts in their mouths, and at the same time they kept making various evil movements with their hands. Some even directly opened the little covering around their waists and removed the **** thing under their crotches.
Just keep shaking, as obscene as you want.
The female disciples were frightened and screamed.
All of them were blindfolded, ashamed and afraid.
After all, the Grand Hierarch was used to seeing large battles, so he shouted: "Why are everyone panicking? Calm down!"
After the Grand Master spoke, these female disciples slowly stopped screaming. However, their faces were pale, but their fear did not diminish.
The Grand Leader exchanged a look with the Second and Third Leaders, and then conveyed the message to all the disciples of the Moon God Sect: "We will cover you younger generation and leave first later. Remember, only those who can escape will count. If
In case you can’t escape…”
The Grand Hierarch paused and glanced at the crazy and terrifying faces of the Kubarians around him. The Grand Hierarch’s voice was cold: “You should know what to do!”
The hearts of these female disciples were trembling, and they understood what the great leader meant.
If you can't escape, even if you commit suicide, it is better than being raped by these beast-like barbarians. That will be a life worse than death!
The second leader also sent a message: "Why should we, monks, be like worldly little girls and be afraid in the face of danger? Why do you need to practice martial arts?"
The second leader has always had a resolute temper, and with her temper, she is absolutely fearless of heaven and earth. When faced with this desperate situation, she is the most indifferent.
"I set an example. If I lose in the end, I will choose to self-destruct, and I will not let these barbaric beasts touch me at all!"
The voice of the second leader was full of chastity and fervor.
The Grand Master nodded: "That's how it should be, and so do I!"
With the Grand Master and the Second Master speaking at the same time, many younger generation disciples slowly regained their composure and began to take the desperate situation in front of them seriously.
However, the Saint of Xiyuan suddenly said angrily: "Junior sister Qingxuan is still smart. After going to Liuli King City, she was happy to forget about Shu, and left the Moon God Sect out of the sky. She lived like a princess in Liuli King City, and she didn't know
She has to worry about our Moon God Cult. Alas, it is really in vain that the Second Cult Master loves her so much!"
At this moment, Saint Xiyuan felt very unbalanced.
Usually, Xu Qingxuan enjoys the highest treatment among the younger generation in the Moon God Sect. She is also recognized as the number one saint in the Xianyue Upper Territory, and is a goddess-level figure.
But at this moment, Xu Qingxuan is enjoying the blessings in Liuli King City, but they have to suffer in this northwest Jedi, and are still surrounded by the Kubarians. Looking at the ugly and wretched faces of the Kubarians, the Saint of Xiyuan has a feeling
Feeling like retching.
As a result, she became even more resentful towards Xu Qingxuan.
The second leader's face turned cold: "What? Are you trying to sow discord?"
At this critical moment of life and death, Saint Xiyuan was no longer so afraid of the second leader, and sneered: "Second leader, I don't mean to sow discord. It's just purely based on my feelings. If junior sister Qingxuan is really psychologically sensitive,
The words of the Moon God Sect. She clearly knew that the boundary monument of the Northwest Jedi was in danger, so why didn't she come to help? That's fine if she didn't come. Isn't her brother very powerful? Isn't he the young master of Liuli King City? Why didn't she ask her brother to come to help?
"
Saint Xiyuan's complaint sounded quite reasonable at first glance. It aroused the indignation of many younger generations of the Moon God Sect and felt that Xu Qingxuan was indeed ungrateful.
The second leader was furious: "You are jealous of Qingxuan and have never dared to show it. At this time, you plan to hide it, right? How do you know Qingxuan didn't invite Jiang Chen? How do you know what the current situation is in the human realm? You know
In the battle between Liuli King City and Fengyun Sect, who will win and who will lose?"
The second leader was not a well-educated person, but at this moment, she could understand.
Because she knew her disciple, knew Xu Qingxuan, and was sure that Xu Qingxuan was definitely not an ungrateful person. Therefore, she would never allow the Holy Lady of Xiyuan to insult her direct disciple.
Saint Xiyuan still wanted to say something, but the Grand Master shouted: "Shut up! At this time, do you still have the mind to think about this? Who is Qingxuan, and everyone in the Moon God Sect will not know?
Without Qingxuan’s mediation, do you think Liuli City would be polite enough to propose marriage to the Moon God Sect?”
This is also true. Without Xu Qingxuan's mediation, with Jiang Chen's strength and confidence, he could have led a large number of people to go directly to the Moon God Sect and demand people by force.
Otherwise, how difficult would it be to destroy her Moon God Sect directly?
Even Danhuo City is unable to fight against Liuli King City, let alone the Moon God Sect?
Saint Xu Shan behind the Grand Master also said: "Qingxuan is not such a person, and Young Master Jiang Chen is not a person who refuses to save anyone! They must have their reasons for not coming!"
While they were talking, suddenly the wave of people from the Kubarians automatically gave way to a passage.
From outside the passage, several figures kept walking in.
One of them was tall and dressed completely differently from the other warriors of the Kubarbar tribe. He had obviously more and more luxurious decorations on his body.
The shoulder armor on both sides, the breastplate on the chest, and the waist armor tied around the waist are all very noble. At first glance, they are the nobles of the bitter barbarians.
This person's face is not as rude and ugly as other Kubarian warriors. He wears a fine whip, a pair of large earrings, and non-fancy textures on his face, showing the difference in this person's identity.
It seems that this man is not too old.
There are four warriors beside this person, two of whom are older and the other two are middle-aged.
These four people were different from other warriors of the Kubarbar tribe. Their clothes were obviously of a much higher standard. However, these four people guarded the young noble and showed great respect in their actions.
(I have to open a new map and introduce new forces. I have been thinking about how to write it later today. So the update is late. This is the first chapter.)