"You...don't even think about it!" the black-robed old man roared: "Even if I die, I will never let our Southern Xinjiang Wu Clan disciples kneel down and beg for mercy."
"Okay, I want to see how tough your mouth is." Guo Yi increased his strength with his feet.
Poof...
The old man in black robe spat out a mouthful of blood again.
The 50,000-kilogram sky-holding ruler became heavier at one time and instantly became a hundred thousand kilograms. The old man's face turned pale, and the strength in his body was being consumed crazily. Once the internal energy was exhausted, he would face death.
thump!
Suddenly, the four guardians knelt down one after another.
The leader was in trouble, and they could not just watch the leader die. They could only kneel down in unison and beg Guo Yi to spare the leader. The leading protector said: "Please let our leader go, if the leader
If he dies, our Miao shaman tribe will inevitably face the disaster of genocide."
"Does it have anything to do with me?" Guo Yi smiled disdainfully.
"Actually..." The leading protector lowered his head and said: "We are here not only to avenge the elders, nor just to avenge the Miao disciples, but more... to take advantage of you.
Take away the golden mask."
"How do you know that the golden mask is in my hand?" Guo Yi frowned.
"Of course we know." The leading protector shook his head helplessly and said: "You kill our elders and kill our Miao disciples. We can tolerate these things. However, we really want the golden mask. Because only it can
Save our Miao people."
"In the civilized world of the Miao people, the art of poisonous insects is even more unparalleled." Guo Yi chuckled and said: "Now you tell me that the Miao people are facing the disaster of genocide, how do you expect me to believe you?"
"Master, it's absolutely true, but please let us go first." The leader hurriedly looked at Guo Yi pleadingly and said: "As long as you let our protector go, I am willing to tell the truth about the original entrustment of the matter. I will never
There is nothing to hide."
The head of the Miaojiang tribe under the Zhentian Ruler has been exhausted of energy and blood, and his body is about to be unable to hold on.
"Take it." Guo Yi said immediately.
The Heaven-Suppressing Ruler returned to Guo Yi's hands instantly.
thump!
The old man fell down immediately. Although all the power on his body disappeared, the power in his body was drained out in an instant. He lay on the ground, breathing in the fresh air. There was no moment where he could feel better than now.
I am even more thirsty for fresh air. Survival is the instinct of every living thing. The grass pressed under the cement can lift up the heavy concrete slab with its weak body, let alone humans?
Guo Yi turned around and sat on the sofa.
Several guardians were about to get up, but Guo Yi said: "Did I let you get up?"
After hearing this, several people knelt down again, looking embarrassed and slightly helpless. For them, as long as they can keep the leader alive, it doesn't matter even if they kneel for a few hours? Guo Yi glanced at several people and said: "Now let's talk about it
Look, what’s going on?”
"Master, our Miao people are facing an unprecedented disaster." The Great Protector sighed.
"Why?" Guo Yi asked.
"Oh, it's a long story." The Great Protector shook his head, knelt down in front of Guo Yi, and said: "Since the war in Syria began, the sects in the Middle East have moved to the east. We, the Miao people, are originally from
The borders of the motherland are safe and sound, but we don’t want our peaceful life to be broken. A large number of martial artists from the voluntary movement have entered the country, and they will not hesitate to use force against us in order to gain a place..."
The Great Protector sighed helplessly, looking a little sad.
The Miao people, the most powerful people in western China, are now so bullied that they want to stay away from their homeland. However, by chance they heard that the golden mask is very effective against these powerful martial arts practitioners in the West, and the golden mask is
It was taken away by the martial artist Guo Yi. This immediately attracted the attention of the Miao Jiang people. After some negotiations, the Miao Jiang people decided to give it a go. Even if they couldn't kill Guo Yi, they could still take it away from Guo Yi's story.
Golden mask.
However, they miscalculated.
Obviously, Guo Yi's strength exceeded their imagination and far exceeded their combined strength.
"The Miao Wu Clan, that's just your business." Guo Yi leaned on the sofa, crossed his arms and said, "What does this matter have to do with me?"
"This..." The Great Protector hesitated for a moment and said: "Master Guo, although our Miao witch clan is not very eye-catching, we can be regarded as a sect guarding the frontiers in the country. We, the Miao clan, have also done a lot for the country.
A few things happened. In 1965, when foreign terrorist forces entered the country, we, the Miao people, rose up to attack them and forced them to withdraw from China. In 1972, foreign spies sneaked into the country from the border and attempted to steal military secrets and precious information on the border.
, the Miao people were ordered to fight for the country when they were in danger, killing twelve of the other party's militants, and beheaded several of the other party's spies, protecting the country's secrets from being leaked..."
Guo Yi leaned on the sofa and counted in detail some of the things the Miao people had done for the country. There were more than ten times in total.
"So, the Miao people can be considered fighting for their country?" Guo Yi asked.
"I have never forgotten that we are also descendants of Yan and Huang." the Great Protector said hurriedly.
"Yeah." Guo Yi nodded and said, "So, you can be considered bloody Chinese?"
The Great Protector nodded seriously and said: "Yes, we have always considered ourselves Chinese, and we have always guarded the western border for the country. We will never allow any young people to cause chaos in the west."
"Give me three reasons that can convince me." Guo Yi looked at them indifferently.
Three reasons?!
Several people were immediately dumbfounded. This reason alone was very far-fetched. If you want to find two more reasons, where can you find them?
"Even if we ask Master Guo once." The Great Protector begged and said: "Master killed several disciples of our Miao clan and beheaded our leader. We don't care about you, we only ask Master to take action.
once."
"Well, let's call it the second reason." Guo Yi clapped his fingers and said, "Then... what about the third reason?"
"This..." Several people were dumbfounded.
At this time, the old man in black robe who seemed to be dying stood up.
"For the sake of Chinese martial arts, is that okay?" The old man struggled to stand up, his face solemn and filled with evil aura.
"Master!" Several people surrounded the old man in black robe.
The leader of the Miaojiang ethnic group pushed aside a few people, strode over, and then said: "When the World Martial Arts Conference is approaching, these people are coming to the east. The war in Syria is one of them, and the other... is because...
An ancient treasure is about to be unearthed on the western frontier."
