The tent in the center was surrounded by many scimitar cloaks.
They stood with outstanding posture, still with the same indifferent expression. Everyone was staring at their own toes, their eyelids were slightly drooped, as if they were listless, but everyone had already seen what amazing things were hidden under those half-closed eyelids.
The peerless sword intention!
The big cloaks ignored Liu Shuzhu and his party, and just surrounded the tent tightly. It seemed that they were afraid that the mysterious emperor would regret it and run away. But if the emperor insisted on leaving, how could they keep them?
After opening the heavy leather felt door and entering the tent, I found that the display in the tent was extremely simple, even crude.
On the ground, leaving the sand exposed, there is no unnecessary decoration.
There was a skylight gap at the top of the tent, allowing light to shine through, but it was surrounded by thick leather felt, emitting a strange musty smell that made people feel extremely uncomfortable!
The mysterious emperor was already sitting high on the only wooden chair, with a leisurely expression. The back and bottom of the chair were covered with a thick layer of fur, and it was impossible to tell that it belonged to any beast.
Zindameyer and several of the strongest big cloaks were sitting cross-legged on the sand casually.
Emperor Jiande and others also had a bit of curiosity on their faces, and they couldn't help but look around after they came in. Although they were famous big shots, they didn't know much about the Scimitar Tribe, which was rarely seen before.
Everyone present, except for the mysterious emperor and
It was probably the first time for Hao Yidao and the others to have personally walked into a certain tribe of the tribe and had a glimpse of the life of the Scimitar Overlord. However, they did not expect that the overlord force that could dominate the Western Desert and thrive forever,
To be so primitive and backward.
Apart from being shocked, there was also a bit of disappointment, but no one dared to look down upon them!
Every adult man in the tribe is equipped with a scimitar at his waist. The scabbard wrapped around the scimitar seems to be the same material as the leather felt used to build the tent.
The scimitar is like fire!
The blade body itself carries an astonishing amount of heat. After taking it out of the sheath, it feels like being on the side of a furnace!
These scabbards made of leather felt look like tatters, but they are able to trap the high temperature of the knife body within the scabbard without spilling at all, and they are definitely not ordinary animal fur. The cloaks on their chests, look like
It also looks like it is spun from animal hair.
After everyone, including Yuanyuan, Liu Shuzhu and others, came in, no one paid any attention to them, let alone offered up their seats after greeting them. It seemed that as long as they didn't speak first, the big cloaks didn't bother to open their mouths, and they looked lifeless!
Monk Yanji did not show any restraint. He walked to an empty space and sat down cross-legged, and Master Xuansen followed suit. Several big cloaks nodded to the two monks one after another as a greeting, and the two monks folded their hands and returned the greeting. The rest of the dignitaries also
They looked at each other in shock. Seeing this situation, they stopped standing and each found a corner to sit on the floor.
But behind Zindameyer, stood a tribesman with a very young face.
He also had his hands folded across his chest, hidden under the cloak, and his face was also tattooed with complex totem embroidery, but the color was much lighter than that of the big cloak. Moreover, the cloak in front of him was larger in size than
The one on the big cloak is a little smaller.
The body is like a pillar, standing still!
Two sharp eyes glanced back and forth on the faces of several young heirs, leaving no trace of goodwill.
The mysterious emperor was no longer unfamiliar with such an atmosphere. He said boredly: "Where have you, the emperor, gone, and when can you come back?"
Zindameyer pointed to the ground and said: "The emperor's son has grown up, and the emperor went to the fire place to get materials for the emperor's son to make a knife."
The mysterious emperor frowned: "The fire fields you mentioned are erratic and wandering around the desert bottom. How can we determine their location? I can also go underground, but this kind of lava and iron slurry is too rare. Why do I
Why can't the emperor find it?" I thought that the other party would refuse to answer when it came to the secrets of the tribe, but Zindameyer said: "The fire ground is not only the place where the sword is made, but also the place where the souls of the tribe's ancestors return, so it can be found."
The mysterious emperor was disappointed, and the little monk Ruzhen also found it boring because he didn't see anything to eat!
At this time, the young man standing next to Zindameyer suddenly spoke.
His eyes were filled with fighting spirit. He looked directly at the young monk and said to him: "Are you the reincarnation of the Bodhisattva who has become famous recently?" Before the young monk could speak, the man said again, "Do you have the guts to fight with me?"
The little monk was miserable, worrying about not having anything to eat. He was stunned by the drink and subconsciously looked at Liu Shuzhu beside him.
The young man's tone was stiff, and he continued: "I'm talking to you, what do you think others are doing? I just ask you, do you have the guts to fight with me?"
The young monk had a narrow look on his face and said angrily: "I don't know you! Why are you so unreasonable? I, I didn't offend you either!"
Liu Shuzhu rolled his eyes secretly. Looking at the other party's energetic appearance, he could tell that he was somewhat of a militant!
He thought to himself: This guy probably heard the name of the reincarnation of Bodhisattva from somewhere, and he was probably unconvinced and wanted to challenge him. But the other person had never seen him, and when he saw the little monk's bald head and ring scar, he must have recognized the wrong person.
Got it!
Only then did the mysterious emperor become interested, as if watching the excitement.
Zindameyer looked at Liu Shuzhu indifferently, restrained the sword intent in his eyes, and said to him: "This is my son, Mayesaru." The cultivation of the big cloak was astonishing, and he could easily see through the mystery in Liu Shuzhu's mind.
, it will not be difficult to know his identity.
Liu Shuzhu was secretly surprised: Zindameyer was the first great cloak in the tribe, and he was already at the level of an old monster. How could his son look so young? Could it be that he had some talent for good looks?
He is your son, why should you give him a spanking?
Meyersaru followed Sindameye's gaze and also looked at Liu Shuzhu.
"Abba, is he the reincarnation of Bodhisattva?" Zindameyer nodded.
"It seems... why is it not as strong as this little monk's aura?" Meyersalu frowned, confused at first, and then changed to his previous tone: "Since you are the reincarnation of a Bodhisattva, do you have the guts to follow me?
spell……"
"Stop!" Liu Shuzhu suddenly spoke up and interrupted him: "Senior Saru, at your seniority, how can you compare with a young boy like me? No need to compete, boy, I give up!"
When I am full, I will fight to the death with you just for the sake of a false reputation.
Hearing what he said, Mayesalu looked disdainful and disappointed at the same time. Liu Shuzhu's words made him despise the so-called 'Bodhisattva reincarnation'.
"You and I are both in the innate realm, and I'm only a few years older than you. I have two hands, and you also have two hands. Why don't you dare to compare!"
How old are you?
I'm afraid your fraction is older than my young master!
At this time, Hao Yidao suddenly sent a message to him: "Young man Liu, you are mistaken. His actual age is really the same as his appearance. He is only twenty or thirty years old at best!"
Liu Shuzhu's face was full of disbelief. Based on his father's age, this guy's dozens of grandchildren are estimated to be hundreds of years old. How could they be close to him in age?
"This is one of the customs of the Scimitar tribe." Hao Yidao explained to him via voice transmission: "Only when the life of a man in each tribe is approaching, he will choose a woman from another tribe to be with him.
Let’s mate together and give birth to offspring of bloodline!”
Meyersaru was very angry: "Do you dare to fight with me?"
What Liu Shuzhu hates the most in his life is this kind of person. He obviously has no grudges in the past and no grudges in recent times, but he will fight you with his mouth open, and his mind is almost a mess!
"That's not even comparable!"
"Liu Xiaozi, just make gestures with him. This is called doing as the Romans do. The men of the Scimitar Tribe are warlike and rarely receive outside guests. Among their peers, there are fewer challenges by name, which is also a way of hospitality. Since they are
I clicked on you because I am looking up to you!" Hao Yidao said angrily, "When I came here last time, I didn't come out to compete with me!"
"Ah!" Liu Shuzhu scolded back, knowing that the perfect experts present could intercept his transmission, but he was still angry.
What kind of hospitality is this?
"Hospitality means bringing out all the good wine and meat, and adding a few singers to cheer up. That's hospitality! How can anyone ask someone to fight before their buttocks are warmed up! What if the host is so powerful that he beats the guest to death?
What should I do? What if the guest is so powerful that he beats the host to death? Brother Hao is willing to compete, you go first, and I will cheer for you, but I won’t compete anyway!"
Hao Yidao couldn't defeat him and scolded him back: "You are really a bastard." He remained silent.
All the consummants were very interested in the competition between the juniors, and they were completely watching the excitement. Even the two Buddhist monks did not express their refusal.
The mysterious emperor instigated: "It's okay to be bored anyway, so you two can have some fun. Little rogue, are you really afraid of the reputation of the Overlord's Scimitar?" Unfortunately, Liu Shuzhu was born to be good at scheming others, so he gave a sneaky smile.
, just don’t be fooled.
Zindameyer spoke again immediately. His face was like a rock, with a slight wrinkle showing that he was in a good mood.
"My son, I will not disgrace the reputation of Lord Great Wish. If you have the ability to defeat him, I will give you a gift from the Sinda Tribe. But if you dare not accept the challenge, you are not a guest of the Sinda Tribe."
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This sentence has the meaning of coercion and inducement to some extent.
Before Liu Shuzhu could express his displeasure, Mayesalu seemed a little reluctant to let go and hurriedly shouted: "Abba!"
"Hahaha, I can't help you if I don't compete, because I want to see it!"
The mysterious emperor laughed obscenely and waved his sleeves. Everyone in the tent felt as if their eyes were dazzled and they all appeared outside the tent, and even directly into the sand outside the tribe.
The big cloaks who were standing outside the tent hurriedly chased after the emperor when they saw him using his magical powers. They were about to draw their swords at the sight, thinking that the mysterious emperor was going to run away, which made him very embarrassed.
"Are you all sick?"
Behind him, a huge force emerged out of thin air, sending Liu Shuzhu and Mayesalu to the center of the field.
Liu Shuzhu scolded the mysterious emperor and these big shots in his heart, and hurriedly said to Mayesalu: "Don't do anything yet!"
Meyersaru's eyes were so bright that he was not willing to listen!
With a 'clang' sound, the scimitar was unsheathed. Although it was not as powerful as the big cloak when he drew the sword, there was still an extremely hot wave of heat that hit Liu Shuzhu's whole body.
The scimitar is like a soldering iron, with a seal left by the elders on it, which seals the heat of the blade.
Otherwise, the person holding the knife will not be able to withstand the extremely hot temperature and will be evaporated instantly!
In an instant, like a crescent moon in the water, it stirred up a heat wave ripples and slashed towards Liu Shuzhu.
Fast and hard!
Liu Shuzhu's pupils shrank, this person definitely has the fighting power of the Nine Heavens, even comparable to the demon monk Yichen!
Driven by instinct, he hurriedly performed the Fallen Immortal Step. The moment the blade reached his body, he was able to avoid the scimitar blade, but he was dizzy due to the heat wave. It was a dangerous situation.
"Don't move in a hurry...it's your uncle's fault!"
The sword was like a rainbow, and Liu Shuzhu was so forced that he couldn't even speak a complete sentence.
The young gangster was immediately furious, and was forced to show a brazen murderous intention.
In an instant, the image on his body changed. His clothes were wrapped with purple electricity, making a crackling sound, and the fifth-grade lotus platform on his chest also shone brightly, awe-inspiring and majestic. Under his feet, the speed of the Fallen Immortal Step soared again, extremely weird!
Boom!
Behind him, there was a sea of blood that was half virtual and half real, overlapping with the real space and suddenly appeared. The sea of blood was surging and filled with murderous intent.
Impact in one place.
Buzz~
At the same time, Liu Shuzhu had a scarlet long knife in his hand. He opened and closed it wide and slashed directly to the opponent's neck without any mercy.
When the little monk saw that Liu Shuzhu was at a disadvantage, he glared and rushed forward without hesitation. However, the mysterious emperor waved his hand and staggered him. It took him a long time to get up.
In such a fight, he had previously refused to take action and was already at a disadvantage. He was in a worrying situation. There was a mysterious emperor causing trouble, and he couldn't help it. Therefore, he no longer hesitated at the moment and used his long sword to face the enemy in a deadly fight!
In one moment, it was a long sword versus a scimitar, and a sea of blood versus a terrifying dragon!