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Chapter 64: The Meeting of Grabbing Relatives (Part 1)

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Chapter——

Since weapons cannot be used, although there are many injured, very few die. The fight gradually enters a fierce state. More than half of the people have been eliminated. Now there are less than a hundred people left in the venue who are still fighting.

During the fight, there were many warriors from other ethnic groups in southern Xinjiang. Since they were all elites brought by the chiefs of various ethnic groups, most of them had the upper hand in the fight.

At this moment, a clear and long roar sounded, and a figure jumped out from the corner. This person was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, he had already rushed into the fighting crowd. His body was spinning, and he had almost rushed through several ups and downs.

When he reached the innermost circle, wherever he passed, figures fell out one after another, and none of his men could match him. He didn't have any fixed moves, but his power was surprisingly strong. As long as he touched his body,

No one was spared. "Ah——" With the loud roar, everything returned to calm. Except for the last person who appeared in the venue, everyone else collapsed to the ground. This person glanced coldly for a week and was dumbfounded.

The ten girls said calmly: "Now, you are all mine."

The whole place was silent. This man's toughness has shocked the hearts of all ethnic groups in southern Xinjiang. He is none other than Hai Long. The old Qiang man walked out with a frown, looked at Hai Long deeply and said, "Are you from the Yi ethnic group?" Hai Long

He nodded and said: "Yes, I am Hailong of the Yi ethnic group. These women can be mine now."

The old man said: "Young man, you have to leave some room for yourself. If you bring back ten beauties at once, can you bear it?"

Hai Long said calmly: "Whether I can bear it or not is my own business. I come here in accordance with the regulations of bride snatching. Beauties, please gather over there with the Yi people."

In the eyes of the ten girls, Hai Long is so powerful at this time. Southern Xinjiang has always been a world where strength is respected. As long as you are strong enough, you can get everything you want here. The ten girls lowered their heads and walked alone

Walking towards the direction pointed by Hai Long. Hai Long smiled coldly, looked at the old man and said, "You can now invite the next group of beauties."

The old man frowned and said, "Are you still going to participate in the wedding party below?"

Hai Long nodded and said: "Is there anything wrong? In southern Xinjiang, no one seems to have stipulated the number of wives to marry. Are the Qiang people reluctant to part with beautiful women?"

The old man's eyes shone with coldness and he said: "Okay, boy of the Yi ethnic group, remember what you said. The second group, enter."

The second group of ten beauties came out. Hai Long just stood by the bonfire. He had no interest in these ordinary vulgar fans. He came out just to cause trouble. Due to Hai Long's strong performance before, this time the Qiang people

There were far fewer young people who came out to participate in the bride snatching. Only those who had absolute confidence in themselves dared to come out to participate. This time they did not fight each other, but formed a semicircle and slowly approached Hai Long. Hai Long stood there with his hands behind his back,

He looked coldly at the crowd that was gradually approaching him, feeling as calm as an ancient well.

I don't know who shouted first: "Come on!" Nearly a hundred Qiang warriors rushed towards Hai Long at the same time. Hai Long showed a disdainful sneer at the corner of his mouth, took a heavy step forward, and shouted: "Get out." An invisible force

The air flow filled the air and spread out in a semi-circular arc in all directions. With a loud bang, the rushing crowd stopped abruptly, and only a hundred figures fell out to the surroundings like goddesses scattering flowers, and landed on the ground.

Suddenly a cloud of dust was stirred up. Hai Long shouted: "Come on! Who else dares to compete with me?"

Hongzhi and Xiao Jiling, who were still eating among the Yi people, looked at each other. Hongzhi murmured: "Brother, isn't he crazy? Why does he want so many women? Aren't he afraid that my sister-in-law will be angry?"

Little Smart shrugged helplessly and said, "How do I know? If he wants to go crazy, just let him go crazy."

The second group of ten beauties followed in the footsteps of the previous ones and also gathered at the Yi people's side. Their eyes were a little dazed. Who would have thought that the situation would turn out like this? Now they have to follow the rules of snatching brides. That's it.

, under Hai Long's domineering performance, one group after another of beauties were "robbed" by him. By the time of the twentieth group of beauties, no one dared to come out and snatch them from him.

The eyes of the old Qiang man were full of anger. Just when he was hesitating whether to continue the wedding ceremony, a charming voice sounded from the north of the bonfire, "Good work, really good work! My hands are itchy and I want to invite this Yi nationality."

Brother, please teach me one or two." As soon as he finished speaking, a stream of fragrant wind drifted down, and a fiery red figure appeared ten meters in front of Hai Long.

Hai Long's heart moved, knowing that a master finally came out, but he didn't expect that the one who came out turned out to be a girl. This girl was very tall, almost as tall as Hai Long, wearing a red short skirt and a pair of red long tubes.

Leather boots, with long red hair hanging down to her knees flowing behind her back, she looked at Hai Long with a smile but not a smile. Seeing this girl, Hai Long couldn't help being shocked. Although this girl was far from having an ethereal temperament, she was full of aura.

She has a kind of wild beauty, her dark skin looks extremely smooth against the background of the bonfire, her white teeth are exposed in her smile, and her big, watery eyes are looking at her curiously. Hai Long said lightly: "Girl, you don't seem to be participating.

Let’s steal the girl from the wedding party.”

The girl nodded and said: "I'm from the Miao ethnic group. You can call me Miao Miao. I came out to play with you because I saw your skill. What's the matter? Are you afraid?"

Hai Long laughed loudly, "Afraid? Would I be afraid? There has never been such a word in my heart. Since the girl is willing to ask for advice, I will accompany you."

The girl smiled and said: "Don't worry, I didn't mean to cause trouble. If you can beat me, I will marry you too."

Hai Long knew that this girl must have a very high status among the Miao people. As soon as she appeared, the old Qiang man had already stepped aside, looking like he was watching a good show. He said calmly: "Let's take action."

Miao Miao was not polite and moved towards Hai Long lightly. At some point, she had a three-foot-long whip in her hand. The whip was pink and covered with barbs. With a shake of her hand, that

With a whistling sound, the whip twisted towards Hai Long. If he was entangled by this vicious weapon, he would probably lose his skin even if he died.

Hai Long shouted softly: "Qiu Lu Begonia, take it out of its sheath." With a flash of blue light, the Qiu Lu Begonia sword filled the air with several feet of light and laid a thick curtain of light. He subconsciously used the sword, and Hai Long's whole body was shaken.

, why did I forget to return the Autumn Dew Begonia to Piaomiao yesterday? With a moment of concentration, the power of Autumn Dew Begonia suddenly weakened a bit. Miaomiao looked surprised when she saw the light curtain in front of her, and shook her long whip in her hand.

, suddenly straightened up, and stabbed towards the light curtain with a point. Hailong's power was weakened due to his carelessness, and Miao Miao's whip was a rare treasure in southern Xinjiang. With a scream, it suddenly penetrated the light curtain and thrust towards Hailong.

He nodded his shoulder and felt the sharp wind piercing his muscles. Hai Long woke up, turned around, and hurriedly dodged to the side. Unexpectedly, the whip seemed to be alive, with such a light turn, although Hai Long dodged extremely well.

It was fast, but the tip of the whip still rubbed against his shoulder. A numbness instantly spread to his arm, and he clearly felt that the entire half of his body seemed to have sunk.

The girl refused to give in, and unfolded the long whip, bringing out the pink light and immediately launched a *-like offensive towards Hai Long. Hai Long knew that the whip was poisonous, and the numbness spread quickly throughout his body, without any hesitation, he did not dare

Zangzhuo shouted loudly, activated the human elixir at the spiritual platform, and the magical power of God burst out in an instant. His whole body lit up like the sun, and the golden flame completely enveloped him in an instant, and Hai Long pinched the spell.

, three golden lights popped up in succession, immediately forcing the long whip back. Under the influence of the power of God, the poison that entered the body was immediately refined. After reaching the realm of non-fall, poison is just a joke to cultivators. Hai Long shouted

: "Ten Thousand Swords Soar, Subjugate Demons." What he used was Lianyun Sect's Ten Thousand Swords Technique. The golden light suddenly shone, and countless blue lights and shadows densely filled the air, shooting towards the young girl Miaomiao like locusts.

.

Miao Miao showed a solemn expression and gave a sweet cry. Pink light rose up all over her body, and her long whip rolled up like ripples, protecting her body from water. She blocked waves of Hai Long's attacks.

Through several successive tests, Hai Long has discovered that the girl's hidden strength has surpassed the realm of reincarnation. In other words, the Miao Miao in front of her should be at least a thousand years old. Although the opponent's cultivation level is not as good as his own, the long whip

It is a very powerful magic weapon. The Qiulu Haitang Sword is already a top-grade treasure, but it is completely at a disadvantage when it comes into contact with the opponent's long whip, almost equalizing the mana gap between the two. It can be seen from this that

It must be an immortal-level magic weapon.

If Hai Long had the Immortal Rope in hand at this time, he could easily win with his higher magic power than the opponent. But now he has very few magic weapons, so he can only rely on Taoism and his own cultivation to fight against the opponent. Hai Long's face rose with emotion.

With a solemn look on his face, he shifted his feet, and his figure instantly became illusory. The Qiu Lu Begonia sword flew by his side, and Hai Long's figure became unusually elegant, heading towards Miaomiao like a phantom.

A cold light flashed in Miao Miao's eyes, and she shouted softly: "Broken." The long whip in her hand stirred up waves like a dragon out of the sea, breaking through the Wan Jian Jue that had passed the attack.

In front of Hai Long, bright red roses appeared unexpectedly. The seemingly gorgeous flowers were filled with the power of death, and they surrounded Hai Long from all directions.

There was a slight smile on Hai Long's lips, his figure was still handsome, and he kept approaching Miaomiao. As soon as those gorgeous roses came close to his body, he would slip strangely. Among the dense flowers, there was no one.

Receive any damage. As the saying goes, even if you pass through thousands of flowers, not a single strand will touch your body. What Hai Long used was the Happy Journey that he understood from the mental method left to him by the six-eared macaque after he broke through the realm of not falling. This is a kind of leisurely journey.

The magical footwork, although Hai Long has just started, has already exerted unexpected power. It is similar to the misty Five Elements Mesmerizing Footwork.

Miaomiao showed a look of horror. She never thought that the inconspicuous young man in front of her could have such profound Taoist skills. Her rose whip was perfect, but at this time she had used her most proud rose.

She seduced the soul, but it had no effect. She gritted her teeth and muttered a few words, and the rose whip in her hand trembled. Just when Hailong was about to rush into her eyes, all the roses exploded, and each one changed.

Thousands of petals almost completely sealed off all the space around Hai Long. The blade-like petals with powerful magic swept through Hai Long's body in an instant. Hong Zhi and Xiao Ji Ling could no longer care about eating.

He stood up and screamed in shock. It was too late to help him at this time.

Miaomiao showed a trace of pride and said with a smile: "No matter how powerful you are, you can't compare to my rose whip. Ah! How is this possible?" She suddenly found that the dense petals in front of her suddenly rotated rapidly, and these

The petals, which were completely condensed by his own magic power, had actually lost control. They were spinning faster and faster, and in an instant they had turned into a spiral dragon made of petals. Hai Long's cold voice sounded, "Miss Miao Miao, I'm afraid you've lost.

." The petals of the spiral dragon suddenly burned and turned into golden flames in an instant. Hailong slowly walked out of the flames. In a flash of blue light, the sharp Qiulu Begonia had already rested on Miao Miao's shoulders. Miao Miao.

Miao stared at Hai Long in front of her in stunned silence. She couldn't believe that her strongest attack was broken so easily.

Hai Long pointed in the direction of the Yi people and said: "Now, you can go there, there are two hundred sisters waiting for you there."

Miaomiao completely ignored the sword on her neck and staggered back a few steps. Her face turned pale and she said, "No, it's impossible. No one can break my rain of roses. You, how did you do it?"

Hai Long said calmly: "Miss, I hope you can keep your promise."

Miao Miao gritted her silver teeth and said, "What I said always stands true, but you have to tell me what spell you used just now. When did the Yi people have a master like you?"

Hai Long smiled slightly and said: "It doesn't matter if I tell you, I just used the Xiaoyao Xuantian Dance in Xiaoyaoyou. It is a method to relieve force. It is the most suitable to break your illusion attack. The Yi people are a powerful and mysterious people.

It's just that some common people don't know about our ethnic group. I just recently came out of isolation and can no longer watch our Yi people being bullied by other ethnic groups in southern Xinjiang. Today, I want to prove all this. That's all I can tell you. Now

, you should fulfill your promise."


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