There are two figures, one old and one young, on the backs of the two horses. Although the old figure looks old, he has an unparalleled momentum, as if he is about to soar into the sky, like a peerless spear.
As for the younger one, he is a little fat man. His round and fat face looks quite simple and honest. He looks at the battle unfolding over there, but he can't see much joy, anger, sorrow and joy.
If Yun Xiao were here, he would recognize this round-faced little fat man as Lingwan, whom he knew from the Yuhu Sect in Qianlong Continent, a life and death brother with an extremely simple heart.
But at this moment, Lingwan's face, although still round and chubby, looked weathered.
If it were the Lingwan from back then, I'm afraid he would have been tempted to save people as early as the moment he saw the Black Wind Horse Thieves.
It's just that in the past two years, Lingwan followed the teacher beside him throughout the desert and got used to seeing too many tribes of life and death, and he was able to stop thinking about it.
The desert is full of nomads, and there are also many ferocious horse thieves. Tribes rise up almost every day, and some tribes are destroyed by horse thieves. He can't control them even if he wants to.
As for the person next to Lingwan, he is famous in the entire Liyuan world. He is known as the Desert Spear Jue, one of the five human beings, and his strength is not inferior to Yunwei’s teacher Xuanhe Ancestor.
The reason why he accepted Lingwan as his direct disciple was because Qianjue himself was an innate Hunyuan Qi.
On the entire continent, it is definitely not that easy to find a suitable successor of the innate Hunyuan Qi.
This was Lingwan's creation and Qianjue's opportunity, so in the past two years, Qianjue's time spent on Lingwan was no less than the time ancestor Xuanhe spent on Yunwei.
Qian Jue had no children in his life, and he seemed to have raised Ling Wan as his biological son. However, a strict father gave birth to a filial son. Although he doted on Ling Wan, he did not relax at all in his cultivation.
The battle where Qian Jue became famous was when he charged out of a tens of thousands of people in the Northern Desert with a divine spear that could never be traced, laying the foundation for him to become one of the five unique skills of mankind.
This is related to Qian Jue's own Hunyuan Qi, so he has always wanted to cultivate Ling Wan into a peerless person like himself.
It's a pity that when Lingwan first came to Liyuan Realm, although he had talent, his sharpness was extremely lacking.
Lingwan, who had been following Yun Xiao in the past, didn't have to worry about anything, and he didn't need him to charge forward. Most of the time, Yun Xiao had arranged everything, and he only had to execute it.
However, after arriving in Liyuan Realm and being accepted as his direct disciple by Qian Jue, Lingwan suddenly found that he had another path, which was to move forward bravely and never retreat.
This is the unique domineering spirit of Qian Jue's lineage. Even when he was surrounded by thousands of people, he never took a step back and finally fought his way out alive.
In the past two years, Qianjue has done nothing but hang out in the desert with Lingwan. When he saw a group of horse thieves bullying those tribes, he asked Lingwan to go to war.
Once, when Lingwan had just broken through to the first-level God Emperor, a group of horse thieves actually hid a strong man who was at the peak of the first-level God Emperor, which almost caused Lingwan to capsize in the gutter.
In the end, Lingwan relied on the strength of Hunyuan Qi to fight the leader of the horse thief, and both sides suffered losses.
During this period, Qian Jue had not taken any action. It seemed that even if Ling Wan was killed, he would not take action.
In fact, how could Qian Jue watch his precious disciple being killed? He just wanted to stimulate the potential of Ling Wan.
Under his secret care, at the last moment, it only took one breath to kill the leader of the horse thief instantly.
After that life-and-death battle, Reimaru's character also changed a lot. He knew that he could only rely on himself for everything, and sometimes even the teacher who valued him highly could not be relied on.
After nearly two years of experience, Lingwan is now a powerful man at the peak of the second-grade God Emperor. He has long been pessimistic about the life and death of the desert tribe, and this is exactly the kind of momentum Qiang Jue wants.
"Teacher, can you take action now?"
Lingwan looked at the four powerful God Emperors who had already surrendered over there, turned his head expressionlessly and asked.
Although he has become a bit more indifferent than before, he will still do his best if he has the opportunity to save the innocent people over there.
"Go ahead, don't underestimate anyone!"
Qian Jue nodded slightly, with a glimmer of light flashing in his eyes. It wasn't until Ling Wan spurred his horse and whip towards the tribe below that he glanced vaguely in several directions.
"A bunch of chickens and dogs also want to ambush my Qian Jue disciple?"
Lingwan didn't hear this sound, and Qianjue didn't make too many moves. Instead, he sneered and murmured: "Forget it, let you guys help my disciple break through to the third-level God Emperor!"
Lingwan, who had already rushed out on horseback, naturally did not know about some potential things, let alone that this was his disaster and an opportunity to break through.
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Bang!
A loud noise came from the Ula tribe. It turned out to be the deputy chief who had just broken through to the first-level God Emperor, and was directly struck in the chest by the deputy leader of the Black Wind Regiment.
If the deputy chief hadn't been wearing a piece of precious armor, his internal organs might have been ripped out. He was so shocked that he broke out in a cold sweat and suffered some internal injuries from the force.
"Eh? This baby is good!"
Not getting the effect he expected, the deputy leader of the Black Wind Regiment was happy instead of angry.
You must know that he did not hold back the sword just now, and the sword in his hand was also a semi-sacred weapon, so it could not hurt the opponent. You can imagine how precious that armor is.
"Second brother!"
The chief here, Saula, felt something in his heart and was concerned about his second brother's injury. He couldn't help but be a little distracted, but his opponent was the second-grade God Emperor Black Wind.
"You've already reached this point, and you still dare to be distracted?"
Seeing this, Heifeng sneered again, and the black sword in his hand was already slashing towards Saula's neck.
He believed that as long as he killed the chief of the Ula tribe, the women and wealth inside would be his.
"It's over!"
After Saula came back to her senses, she sensed the power contained in the opponent's sword and felt a chill in her heart.
He knew that he would never be able to catch it again. With this sword strike, the Ula tribe was finished.
laugh!
However, at this moment, a strong sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded, which not only made Saulah's heart move, but also shocked the black wind over there.
Because at this moment, a ray of light suddenly lit up from behind Heifeng, and then a figure rushed behind Heifeng with lightning speed.
Everyone was attracted by the sound of breaking the wind. When they turned around to look, they immediately saw a chubby figure holding a long spear. The tip of the spear was piercing Heifeng's back vitals.
Heifeng was also shocked, but he reacted very quickly. Sensing the power contained in the spear, he knew that he could not forcefully intercept it. He could only move his body several feet laterally at this critical moment.
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Crack!
It's a pity that although Heifeng is fast, the spear behind him is faster. Although he avoided the vital point at the back, he didn't completely avoid it. When a soft sound came out, blood suddenly spattered everywhere.
Everyone could see clearly that the spear was directly driven into Heifeng's right shoulder, and then passed out from the front, finally nailing the leader of the second-grade God Emperor's Horse Thief Group to a wall of the Ula tribe.
On top of the earth wall.
The sudden change shocked everyone.
The face of the deputy captain who was about to pursue the victory changed greatly. He no longer had the intention to kill people and seize treasures, but retreated into the camp of the horse thieves in panic.
Hundreds of horse thieves were in a commotion, but they did not retreat. If the owner of the spear only had a personal grudge against Black Wind, he might not be angry with these little minions.
Compared to the horse thieves of the Black Wind Horse Thieves Group, the members of the Ula tribe, including the two chief brothers, were all overjoyed after being shocked.
To be able to hope for such a savior at such a desperate moment is simply a blessing of rebirth for the Ula tribe.
Regardless of whether the young man had a personal grudge against Heifeng or not, he saved the entire Ula tribe after all.
"Hey, this is what a second-grade God Emperor has?"
Lingwan curled his lips, and then slowly drew out his spear, causing Heifeng to finally turn his head reluctantly and see what the enemy who had seriously injured him looked like.
Ling Wan is a little younger than Yun Xiao. Although he has been through many hardships for more than a year, his body shape has not changed much and he still has the appearance of a fat man.
If it hadn't been for that stunning shot before, perhaps no one would have paid much attention to such a fat guy if they saw it elsewhere.
How could a young man in his early twenties be a strong man?
But now, if anyone treats the little fat man as an ordinary person again, I am afraid that these horse thieves will give him a slap in the face.
Can an ordinary person nail the Black Wind of the second-grade God Emperor to the wall with one shot?
Even if the little fat man launched a sneak attack, the reaction of the second-grade God Emperor Heifeng was not slow, so he still could not completely avoid it.
From this point of view, the strength of this little fat man will definitely not be inferior to that of Black Wind, and he may even be a third-grade God Emperor.
For a moment, neither the Black Wind Horse Thief Group nor the people from the Wula tribe spoke.
"Who is your Excellency? I, Black Wind, have never offended you, have I?"
Hei Feng slowly took a few deep breaths, tapped his right shoulder a few times to stop the blood spurting violently, and then asked in a deep voice, you must know that Hei Feng also has a background.
"Do you need a reason to kill? Then let me ask you, has the Ula tribe ever offended you, Black Wind?"
Lingwan curled his lips. In fact, he had known for a long time that the Black Wind Horse Thieves were guilty of all kinds of evil. Over the years, there had been between a thousand and eight hundred people who had died innocently at the hands of Black Wind, and those people may not have had any grudge against Black Wind.
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