Chapter five hundred and fifty-seven, destroying the bull riding
Xiao Nian lowered her head, aggrieved, staring at the toes of her shoes to stabilize her emotions.
The stubborn look makes people feel distressed.
Lin Xi smiled and said: "Okay, I know you have been wronged. You have been very careful. It is obvious that this is a Fenglei Sect disciple who has evil thoughts and has nothing to do with you."
Only then did the little emotion in Xiao Nian's heart dissipate.
About two or three hours passed.
Silent roars came from outside the tribe, and the earth trembled, as if something was hammering the earth. Storms were about to come, and dark shadows struck in the distance.
It's the Split Ox clan.
They discovered that the team had never returned, so they finally took action.
The members of the Nightwolf clan stood up one after another.
"How is everyone practicing?" Clan leader Zhuo Ye asked in a deep voice.
"Clan leader, don't worry!"
"You have to fight it before you know how it is."
"We can't always let the Split Niu Clan bully us!"
"I feel very different and can't wait to try it."
We are always being collected tributes by the Split Niu Clan, and everyone is quite aggrieved by this on weekdays. Now that it has reached this point, of course we will fight to the end.
"Well done, everyone, grab your weapons and follow me." Zhuo Ye held a big bow and said with cold eyes: "Don't give them a chance to react, kill them all as soon as possible."
"good!"
Everyone roared in unison.
The war is about to begin, and the blood is boiling.
Everyone in the Yelang clan rushed out with weapons in hand and followed Zhuo Ye.
Each one is like a wolf or a tiger, with extremely fierce aura.
About seven or eight miles away.
The people from the Split Ox clan are here.
A middle-aged man with blond hair, a tiger-like back, and a powerful figure, like a hunting lion. He is holding a two-meter-long golden-backed sword, and the cracked bull under his crotch is as huge as a white elephant, and it strikes.
It's unstoppable.
He is the leader of the Split Niu Clan, Xie Ao.
Behind him is the Split Ox Cavalry, which has a hundred people. This is a specially formed group. It can cover almost all of Cangyu Mountain. Except for a few ferocious beasts that cannot be provoked, the Split Ox Cavalry is invincible.
The Ox-Splitting Cavalry came in a mighty force, tearing through the forest and trampling the mountains, full of power.
"Father, to deal with a small Night Wolf clan, wouldn't this be too overwhelming?" a blond boy asked casually.
After finally taming so many split cows, they are enough to fight against the immortal cultivators.
Now it's actually being used against the Night Wolf clan.
"You don't understand. There is no news from the dispatched team so late. There is a high probability that something happened." Xie Ao said in a deep voice.
The blond boy was full of surprise: "Really or not? Just them?"
"Idiot." Xie Ao scolded unceremoniously: "They have better immortal cultivation techniques, and maybe they have trained a group of monks."
"But don't we also have..."
"Those from our tribe are nothing. What the Fenglei Sect gave us was just rubbish. With the physique of our barbarians, our cultivation speed is so slow, and we can't practice anything at all. We might as well have been baptized with animal blood."
Directly, at most it can extend the life span.”
Obviously, he knew.
The barbarians who were born to baptize themselves with the blood of animals have perfect physical fitness.
But after practicing the skills given by Fenglei Sect, there has been no decent physical training for so many years, which is enough to explain the problem.
The blond boy was not angry after being scolded, but was curious: "Is the Xian family's Kung Fu obtained by the Yelang clan very powerful?"
"If it's not powerful, how come there are no survivors in the squad? If it's not powerful, why do Fenglei Sect disciples come to us in person to ask us to destroy the Night Wolf clan?"
"Father, wouldn't we..."
"Of course, this is a great opportunity for us. If Fenglei Sect doesn't give it to us, won't we think of a way on our own, huh?"
Everyone wants to become immortal.
The barbarians are of course no exception.
It is said that in the ancient Great Wilderness Mountain, there is also a sacred place called Immortal Mist Forest. Although the name is beautiful, it is extremely terrifying. The monks who enter it die miserably, and outsiders cannot even approach the mountain.
In the Great Wilderness Mountains, there exists the legendary main line of barbarians. The barbarians there are so proficient in cultivation that even the most powerful cultivating sects cannot do anything to them.
Of course, legends are just legends.
After all, no one dares to enter Dahuang Mountain.
At most, you just look at it from a distance.
Although Guiyuan is also a sacred place, as long as it does not cross a certain dividing line, nothing will happen. In comparison, Guiyuan's evil reputation is slightly weaker.
"As long as you get the Xian family's skills, given time, it will not be difficult to break away from Fenglei Sect's control." Xie Ao felt a little excited in his heart.
This is something he has wanted to do for a long time.
In fact, no barbarians are willing to act as a lackey for the Xian family.
Thinking of rising, he yelled in the direction of the Yelang clan: "People of the Yelang clan, get out. Anyone who dares to touch my people, believe it or not, I will let your Yelang clan be wiped out today!"
The roar of the splitting cattle was astonishing.
His idea is very simple, to use his power to overwhelm others and force them to hand over the Xian family's skills.
Of course, he didn't intend to do anything too extreme.
If you directly kill the opponent's entire clan, with the barbarian's character, it is really possible that both the enemy and the opponent will be destroyed.
So coercion is actually the best way.
His idea is actually quite right.
Unfortunately it was still wrong.
Because people from the Night Wolf clan had quietly lurked around.
call out!
Terrible arrows shot out from the dense forest.
boom!
Xie Ao couldn't react at all.
He is too old to be in his prime.
Fortunately, the armor he wore was very high-grade and was specially given by the Fenglei Sect. It was engraved with defensive formations and blocked a fatal arrow.
But the armor still shattered, and his body was hit hard and flew out.
"Who!" Xie Ao covered his aching chest, his face full of shock.
It's a pity that no one answered him.
Dark shadows emerged from the dense forest.
Each one was extremely fierce, like a jackal, and each punch seemed to hide a mountain. Just in an instant, several dull sounds were heard, and several people from the Split Niu clan fell down.
"Enemy attack, enemy attack!" Xie Ao shouted: "Organize a charge!"
The group charge of the Split Cows is very terrifying. Under the foundation, as long as you don't learn to fly with a sword, you will have to wait for death when facing the collision of the Split Cows.
But the situation was too chaotic.
It can't be organized at all.
Those black shadows rushed out to make a surprise attack, as if they were entering an uninhabited land. One or two punches could kill a warrior of the Split Niu Clan, and the most powerful warrior of the Split Niu Clan was directly beaten to death by an extremely violent guy.
meat pie.
Facing the resistance of the Rianniu Clan, these people suffered almost no damage.
A one-sided massacre.
"Who...are you?" Xie Ao was completely confused.
Zhuo Ye came out with a cold look on his face: "What do you think, you want the Xian family's skills? Now I have sent them to you in person, but it's a pity that you can't bear it."
"You...you are!!"
Xie Ao couldn't believe it.
The opponent turned out to be the Night Wolf clan.
It's obviously just a small clan.
Why did he become so fierce and terrifying in such a short period of time?
"The Immortal Cultivation Technique is really so magical..." Xie Ao was still thinking about this at this time. He was very unwilling: "Why...can you...have..."
The battle ended quickly.
Almost all the people Xie Ao brought were killed.
The Nightwolf clan warriors gathered over with excited smiles on their faces.
"Why? Just because we have a prophet."
"You dare to even speculate on Master Prophet's skills. You are just looking for death."
Xie Ao was confused: "Prophet...what kind of prophet?"
Then the Nightwolf clan warriors all looked behind, showing respectful eyes.