The mysterious emperor pressed out his hands, and there was no movement on the surface. However, deep in the ground, there was a loud rumbling sound, and then, the entire sand sea was like sieving chaff, shaking continuously!
The two emperors were fighting each other, each showing their magical powers and fighting each other underground.
"Are you injured?" the voice asked doubtfully.
The mysterious emperor's expression showed slight difficulty, and he pressed down harder, but he couldn't stop the sword intent from rushing straight into the sky!
"Hey, even if I only have one breath left, I can still beat you until you can't find the north!" He was trying to be brave, but a thin layer of sweat oozed out from his forehead and flowed down his dark face.
He suddenly became a big-faced person, but he was quite wise and stopped, "Guard your juniors, I will save some face for you."
call!
After a while, several sand dunes more than a thousand meters away suddenly turned a dark red color!
The sand and stones, which could never burn, actually gave rise to a layer of fire.
The sand dunes melted in front of your eyes in an instant, turning into piles of hot and rolling magma, which began to flow in all directions. In the center of several sand dunes, a dazzling giant pillar of magma broke out of the ground, and its power was comparable to that of a volcanic eruption.
What a scene! Even under the mysterious emperor's energy, everyone still felt an incomparable heat wave coming towards their faces, and their hair tips were curling, as if their entire bodies were about to melt away under such high temperature.
From the thick pillar of magma, a burning human-shaped flame emerged, making it impossible for people to look directly at it.
The Scimitar Emperor forged a sword in the depths of the earth's fire and returned to the surface with the endless earth's fire!
All the big cloaks knelt down on one knee, and Emperor Yuanman present also bowed and saluted.
"Wu Yixing, you snatched the machete from the Babu tribe. Today I will give you a knife as well. This will clear up the old grudges. Let's talk about other things afterwards."
The Scimitar Emperor's body was filled with blazing light again. He held up a beam of bright light that looked like a scimitar in his hand. It looked like light, but it was also made of underground lava iron. However, the temperature of the blade was too strong. The Emperor's Scimitar was in
It had obviously been unsheathed when it was underground.
To give you a knife is not to give you a knife, but to chop you with a knife.
This time, even the Perfect Consummation experts looked sideways and avoided, not daring to look directly at the arc-shaped bright light!
"Don't, don't!"
The mysterious emperor waved his hands repeatedly, with a mean look on his face. He could no longer see the so-called 'mighty emperor of martial arts'. He shamelessly hid behind Zindameyer and other great cloaks so that the Scimitar Emperor could not take action against him.
"Scimitar boy, I just borrowed it, borrowed it, and I couldn't steal it. Don't frame me here!" Just now, he took advantage of the situation to suppress the other party, but now he looked innocent, as if it didn't matter.
Ji, "We haven't seen each other for many years, but when we meet, we
How bad is it to fight and kill people! Have you forgotten who the hell put down the pretense of being a Martial Emperor and personally taught you the ropes before you became the Great Emperor?" After hearing this, everyone thought it was mysterious.
The emperor is full of nonsense and is bragging.
According to the weird customs of the Scimitar tribe, tribal men will only marry and have children when their life span is approaching. But now that the emperor's son has grown up, there is no need to say more about the age of the Scimitar emperor.
Before the Scimitar Emperor becomes the Martial Emperor...how early it must be!
At that time, the mysterious emperor was already a martial emperor!?
The Scimitar Emperor remained silent and seemed to acquiesce to what he said. If this was the case, it is no wonder that Hao Yidao wanted to call him "the old immortal". How many years this man has lived has surprised everyone.
"What's more, I stopped a bloody incident earlier and saved the son of the leader of your Xinda tribe. You must have sensed this, right?" This sentence made Liu Shuzhu curse in his heart.
The Scimitar Emperor said: "Well, after you are healed of your injury, I will give this sword back to you."
The mysterious emperor smiled happily: "I've recovered from my injury, but I'm still afraid of you!"
Hao Yidao's face turned red with embarrassment. He put his hand on his forehead and muttered: "You have completely ruined Emperor Wu's face..."
The scimitar was sheathed, the bright light disappeared in an instant, and the scorching temperature began to drop.
The rock pillars soaring into the sky and the rock magma on the ground cooled and solidified rapidly, much faster than imagined.
After cooling, the rock pillar became a rough black stone pillar, standing silently in the desert sand. It may take thousands of years to gradually weather and collapse, or be buried by sand and dust. I also saw it on the way.
I saw some rock pillars of different thicknesses and heights standing on the ground, and now I know their origins. They are all 'scars' left by the strong men of the Scimitar Tribe when they returned from the underground.
Judging from the attire and appearance, there is no obvious difference between the Scimitar Emperor and the big cloak in the tribe: he also has a braid on the back of his head, a totem tattoo on his face, a cloak on his back, a scimitar on his waist, and leggings on his bare feet.
After sheathing the knife, I couldn't feel the slightest bit of knife intention on my body, just like an ordinary desert citizen.
"Everyone, get up."
The Scimitar Emperor said to Zindameyer and others, and walked over here. When he came to Liu Shuzhu, he made the same move as before with the tribal cloak, and actually bowed slightly to him and saluted him.
Liu Shuzhu's eyelids twitched wildly. He was so frightened that he jumped to the side and dodged as if he had stepped on dog poop.
"This is the courtesy of the Scimitar Tribe." The mysterious emperor was amused by his reaction. "If you beat the strongest person in the tribe, you are the guest of the entire tribe. Which tribe did the Scimitar Emperor join?
You are the highest leader in the tribe, and you deserve this. Look at your little boy's achievements, you have to thank me for it!" No one paid any attention to him.
The Scimitar Emperor said to Liu Shuzhu: "Have you thought about the question just now?" He was referring to the conduct of the Great Wish Bodhisattva.
The Scimitar Tribe not only has a primitive life style, but the strong men in the tribe also don't have much arrogance. They are not like those sects outside that divide strict levels based on combat prowess or bloodline.
Liu Shuzhu thought for a moment and then replied: "Think about it. Emperor Zun said that future generations don't know the great wish, but that's not necessarily true. Maybe he is a person who attaches equal importance to 'killing' and 'Buddha', and is kind and cruel at the same time?"
"So, maybe we in the scimitar lineage are ruthless and righteous at the same time?"
Liu Shuzhu didn't know much about this overlord tribe. He couldn't easily refute what the Scimitar Emperor said. He still laughed indifferently and didn't agree immediately.
The Scimitar Emperor stretched out a hand to the half-kneeling Meyersaru.
"Leader."
Meyersaru then unsheathed the scimitar from his waist, held it with both hands, and handed it to the Scimitar Emperor respectfully.
Liu Shuzhu also said that he wanted to give the knife to himself, but when he thought about it, he thought it was impossible.
Each scimitar is unique and made of the same basic material. Once assigned to a tribesman, it will follow him for life until he dies in battle or ends his life, and then is smelted with the corpse. How can it be given away.
The Scimitar Emperor said calmly: "If you are angry and use this knife to chop off Saru's head, he will not blame you, and we will not blame you." Liu Shuzhu believed in the weight of the other party's words, but was busy shaking his head.
He shook his head.
After his anger subsided, such an approach would only make him feel unreasonable. But if he were to kill someone again at this time, even if they were not the overlord, they would not be able to do it anyway. At this moment, he had other thoughts in mind.
If the soul of the emperor is born, the desert will be the first to suffer, and the Scimitar tribe who has lived here for generations, can they just sit idly by and ignore it?
If we can make good friends with the tribe, it will be a good thing for everyone in the world.
But then he cursed himself secretly: Liu Shuzhu, Liu Shuzhu, have you been called Liu Shuzhu for a long time, and you really think of yourself as the Great Wish Bodhisattva who saves the suffering?
He did not reach out to take it, but bowed to the Scimitar Emperor, turned to Zinda Meyer and said: "I wonder if what Senior Meyer said before counts. You said that if I win, I will have a generous gift. Is that gift?
Is it really thick?" Since he couldn't kill anyone and all his energy was wasted, he had no choice but to retrieve it from the treasure.
Zindameyer nodded: "Very thick."
In this way, it was tantamount to sparing Meyersaru's life. The latter was very grateful to him, and the emperor returned the scimitar to him.
Meyersaru stood up, ignoring the wounds on his shoulders and the blood stains flowing across his shoulders, and rushed up to Liu Shuzhu, stretching out his arms and giving him a strong bear hug, as if the slashing and killing just now had nothing to do with him.
Liu Shuzhu wrinkled his face. It was neither a matter of hiding nor not. There was blood all over his body!
Not far away, a group of young men from the tribe had gathered. They were all dumbfounded when they were watching the battle. At this time, they all ran over and danced weird and majestic dances around Liu Shuzhu and Salu, saying "Oulu"
It screamed. If there was a bonfire in the middle, it would be exactly the same as a savage drinking blood.
Meyer Salu said excitedly: "Great Wish Bodhisattva, you are really kind and cruel, and you have a tolerant heart. Salu is worse than you at fighting with a knife, and I am not as good as you at fighting to the death."
"My clothes, my clothes..."
This situation was a happy one for everyone. The two great emperors took the lead, followed by the great cloaks and the Perfect Emperor, and walked towards the tent in the center of the tribe again.
There were no totems on the faces of the tribal women. They also wore costumes made of wild beast furs and went about their own business. The arrival of the Scimitar Emperor did not make them react.
On the contrary, when the emperor passed by, he had to make way for those aging women.
At this time, Liu Shuzhu had become a piece of cake and was completely surrounded by the young people of the tribe. Seeing his confused expression, Mayesaru said: "The women in the tribe have made the sword soul of the men in the tribe and deserve this kind of respect."
When he entered the central tent, Liu Shuzhu saw the generous gift Zindamayer promised him, and the expression on his face became strange.
The gift is really generous.
With a solemn look on his face, Zindameyer picked up the unknown animal skin spread on the only wooden chair with both hands.
This...isn't this just a chair cushion for people to put under their buttocks?
"The hair of this animal felt can be woven into a cloak, and the skin can be used to make two scabbards. The cloak and one scabbard are given to the Great Wish Master, and the other scabbard is used to celebrate the emperor's son's coming of age."
The Scimitar Emperor returned the gift: "Thank you for this gift for my son."
When Liu Shuzhu saw this, he didn't dare to raise his eyebrows. Is there anything famous about this animal skin?