Chapter 16: The beginning of success

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"What?"

"impossible!"

Duosi and Duoyan looked at each other with disbelief in their eyes, which suddenly pulled them into endless fear and they couldn't extricate themselves.

What did you see!

Blade light!

The scimitar he swung out at will was dazzling.

It almost blinded their eyes.

Of course, it is not such an exaggeration in fact, but as the heads of the two tribes, it can be said that they are two old foxes who have already experienced many more big and small things than ordinary people.

They have already known some unknown things, but they are not unknown. There are some things that are not available in the wilderness, but that does not mean that they are not available outside the wilderness. And since they can sit in this position, they naturally have potential that ordinary people do not have, and they also know that ordinary people have Things that people don’t know.

Things that are related to the safety of the tribe and personal life and death are kept firmly in mind, even if they are trivial things, in order to make the right choice one day when they suddenly encounter them.

Daomang.

The legendary sword light.

That young and shameless man was obviously a native of the wilderness. How could it be possible? It was absolutely impossible. There must be something wrong with the knife.

Various speculations.

All kinds of negations.

They still don't want to believe that it is man-made, and they still think it should be some kind of treasure. They also heard from others that there is such a treasure, but it also requires people to control it. The key is that such a treasure can only be Legendary talent possesses it.

After thinking about it, I still feel that something is wrong. It is as unreal as a dream.

By the way, that's the knife.

There is something wrong with the knife.

not human.

It was originally in the hands of the bearded man, but was later given to this little guy.

Um

Even the bearded man still has a wolf howl and a sword glow when he uses it, but the wolf howl is not so loud and the sword glare is not so sharp.

This is the knife.

sword

Only a sword can do this.

Damn it, where did they get such a knife?

Huh

wrong

Treasured sword!

Still, only the legendary people can exert the power of the sword. It's impossible, absolutely impossible. He is still young, too young to be ridiculous, and he is not like the legend at all.

The bearded man behind the rock was extremely complicated at the moment. He looked at the young man in front of him with awe-inspiring eyes. His heart was shattered, like a turbulent sea. He knew very well what kind of knife it was, and he also knew who was using such a knife. Only in the hands can the greatest power be exerted.

Being so young and a native of the wilderness, it would be difficult for a tribe with such a person not to rise. Then came a huge surprise. He knew that he did not have to die. By following this person, he and his tribe would have endless hope.

In fact, he didn't dare to think about it anymore and felt that he must hug this thigh and hold it tightly.

At this moment, Yan Yan's heart had no fluctuations, and he even wanted to laugh. Such a knife confirmed his guess that the monks were not on the same level as these ordinary warriors, which meant that he was going to another world, the extremely powerful one. The world, that world where there are as many monks as dogs.

Of course, that place is also full of dangers and killings, but what is more important than being strong? Isn't that what people live for?

He believed and knew that the world of monks was also full of killing, but he still longed to go there. He also believed that one day he would definitely set foot in that world, because he had already taken that step, and despite the ups and downs, he was willing to move forward. .

That's the best choice, that's what I really want, and there's a world where I can travel.

It doesn't matter if it's the final destination.

boom

Suddenly, with the understanding of his mind, his whole body's spiritual energy surged, and he seemed to have endless power. His whole body felt comfortable, his mind was open-minded, and the rock's cultivation level skyrocketed, jumping directly to the third level of Qi training.

This was fine, but the sudden surge in his cultivation level made him confused for a while.

Can it still be like this?

He never expected that when he couldn't get what he had been pursuing so hard, he would cross over with the realization of a single thought, which also gave him a new understanding.

Cultivation, cultivation, cultivation of body and mind should also be cultivated.

"Ouch!"

A wolf roared, an arc of light swept across, and an extremely huge transparent giant wolf with lofty power roared out, turning into a stream of light and dividing everything in the world.

"kill"

The strange red light reappeared in Dahei's eyes. At this moment, it actually seemed like a person, entering a state of excitement.

The two bowl-sized hooves kicked like lightning. As long as it was kicked, the bones and tendons would definitely be broken. Even its head was as if it was covered with iron. If it collided with it, it would definitely not escape death.

The people of the Duoyan tribe were in bad luck. Rather than being killed by rocks, they were more likely to be knocked down by Dahei.

It was too miserable. Under Dahei's rampage, it was almost done, and then he was chopped down by the rock's scimitar with a blade, and almost no one was left. Not to mention, there were still men with beards and others picking up the missing people behind. There are still people who can escape with their lives.

After being tossed back and forth by the rocks several times, there was not much left in Duoyan's department. The key was that it was too fast. Duoyan and Duosi didn't even react, and it was already over.



I saw the people of the Duoyan tribe in front of me, all falling to the ground in a mess like rotten wooden piles. Blood and internal organs were sprayed everywhere. It was extremely bloody and terrifying.

Fortunately, there were a few who escaped with their lives. Now they were standing in the grass, dumbfounded, and they had collapsed before their eyes, and they no longer had the strength to fight.

Rock frowned, turned around suddenly, and glanced at everyone behind him.

His eyes were as cold and sharp as a falcon's, without any emotion.

That is a look that treats everyone in the world as ants.

The man with the beard and the others were so frightened that they were as quiet as ice and shivering. Although they were following behind the rock, everyone felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave just now. The gaze was ten thousand times more terrifying than being stared at by a wolf.

At this moment, Shi Shi's thoughts are going through his mind, and he must not let anyone know about it, and he must not spread it out.

He really wanted to kill, kill everyone in front of him, but he didn't want others to know that he was a monk. Looking at these people in front of him, he raised his knife and was about to drop it.

...just such a moment of hesitation...

"Wait, wait, we are willing to submit, we can be cows or horses..."

The bearded man was talking incoherently, shouting wildly, and almost fell off his horse. He had already seen the killing light in the eyes of the rock, and fell to his knees without hesitation, begging for his life. Between life and death, what dignity is there? No more.

The immortal was so angry that he bled for thousands of miles.

The immortal was so angry that he bleeded and drifted away!

He had heard such words before, but when he actually faced them, he realized how scary they were.

He doesn't want to die.

I don’t want to die so unjustly.

The people behind him respected him, so naturally they all fell to their knees, trembling all over and not daring to raise their heads.

"Don't, don't kill me, master, from now on we are your servants."

The old man Duosi was even more well-informed. He rolled off the horse almost at the same time as the bearded man, and fell to his knees without saying a word. He also called himself a servant, and at the same time dragged his brother Duoyan off the horse and knelt down together.

That humble look really made people think that he was just an old man in his dying years, no longer of much use.

Looking at the people of Duosi's tribe, they saw that the clan leader had knelt down. How could there be any naive person? They all knelt down on the ground, calling Duosi's name and called their master. They were all scared to death.

Duoyan is not a stupid person. How could he have made it this far without any foresight? Seeing the miserable death of his subordinates, he has already been expelled from his soul, so how can he dare to complain at all.

Just bow your head and beg for mercy.

The scimitar that swallowed the sword's light had shocked his mind. He no longer had any thoughts of resisting, and he could only survive.

The wind rustles and the water becomes cold.

In the mess, Rock looked around and finally put down the raised knife.

After all, this kind of killing was the first time for Rock. Maybe it would be good for him to let them live.

The road to spiritual cultivation is difficult.

The road to spiritual cultivation requires countless resources.

Maybe these people can find something for themselves. It's not impossible to run errands to run errands. The key is that after all, they still have the Rock Tribe to worry about.