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Attacks between tribes suddenly broke out!

In the valley, a pot of porridge was made, with two tribes and more than 200 monks!

After the handsome young man waved a golden sword light, the imperial weapon floated in the sky above the tribe's ground. If he found those who wanted to escape, he would be killed with the imperial weapon. If he found those who wanted to defect to the opponent, he would be beheaded with the imperial weapon.

A handsome young man, a strong female cultivator and 'Elder Xie' and other ten Purple Mansion Realm cultivators are standing guard above the open space to supervise the battle!

The monks in the open space are wandering between choices. If they resist, they will get ten pure spiritual stones by killing an enemy. However, they are in a weak position and may be destroyed at any time. If they escape, the core monks of the tribe will be the first to kill them. If they surrender, they will be killed first.

How many people need to be killed to show their loyalty, and whether they can survive is unknown. Even if the cold man finally separates the pure spiritual stones, each person can barely get one or two pieces.

Seeing the situation at this time, the cultivators gave up their escape for the time being and decided to save their lives first. They would then make a decision after the two tribes clashed and the situation was chaotic!

With this idea, nearly a hundred monks in the open space were temporarily unified!

The five Zifu Realm monks who had chased Huo Die and other female cultivators had ferocious eyes and flashes of pleasure, but they did not act rashly!

Several monks who were standing in front of the house watching the old man in black robes and others chasing Yang Qing, now all took refuge in the cold man!

"Whoosh!"

Yang Qing ran quickly in front of everyone, with a ferocious look on his face, and smashed his long stick at the golden sword light that was shooting at him!

I was thinking rapidly in my mind, looking for a way to escape!

Everywhere in the body was hit by poison ivy. Even the bones, which were as hard as swords and low-grade magic weapons, had slight cracks, and the internal organs were also damaged. The medicine of the three green fruits was repairing it at a rapid speed, but it still felt inadequate.

There is no way to care about the existence of Xu Mingqi inside the green fruit.

"Peng!"

The golden sword light traveled rapidly for three seconds, and its power was greatly reduced at a distance of four hundred feet. It suddenly turned into sharp energy under the strike of the long stick.

Yang Qing's forward body stopped and blood flowed down the corner of his mouth!

Slow down and keep pace with the monk behind you!

"I can't escape, he can't let me fall behind!"

Yang Qing glanced at the cold young man who glanced at him with his spiritual consciousness, and said with hatred in his heart. "I can never be used as cannon fodder by you to be the leader!"

Taking this opportunity, he slowed down and moved forward with the monks from the cold men's tribe. Seeing that he was being hunted down so brutally, the monks beside him did not have any doubts and did not take strong precautions.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

The cold man stood up with his weapon, followed closely by a dozen monks.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Dozens of monks on the surrounding hillsides rushed down with ferocious shouts of death!

Everywhere he pointed was an open space in the middle of the tribe!

After a few breaths, we met in battle!

Yang Qing was mixed in with the cultivators running on the ground. He saw that the cultivators were on guard against those who had taken refuge in him. The magic weapon in his hand was flashing with light and would slash at those who had the intention to escape at any time. He felt cold in his heart.

, the murderous intention was rising, and the voice of the spiritual consciousness was dull, the young man asked him to follow closely.

"Meet up with Huodie and others first, and then join forces to escape while taking advantage of the chaos!"

With a decision in my heart, I can't stand up to a strong enemy even though I'm injured all over my body!

"kill!"

The strong female cultivator's voice was full of anger, but very gentle. She swung the khaki leather whip in her hand and fought with the monks who rushed over.

The voice is soft and the attack is very powerful and ruthless!

"boom!"

A cold man, a handsome young man and others are fighting together!

The magic weapon collided, the true energy surged, and there was an extraordinary roar in the valley!

At the same time, the monks on the ground rushed to kill each other, like two herds of bulls colliding together!

"boom!"

In an instant, the house collapsed, and the rocky ground was lifted up layer after layer!

The storm swept across the entire tribe!

Where the two groups of monks collided, there was even more screams, and blood, flesh, and bones were splashed!

"Ding, ding, ding!"

My ears were filled with the sounds of fighting, and even if I shouted loudly, I couldn't hear it.

Yang Qing was also shocked by such a fierce fight, and his heart shrank into a ball. He felt attacks all over his body. He waved the long stick in his hand to block the attacking magic weapon. Instead of fighting back, he dragged his dark face to change.

The dull and dull young man moved towards the direction of the fire butterfly!

"This fight can't last long, it must be done as soon as possible!"

He shouted in his heart, his consciousness locked on Fire Butterfly, and sent a message to let him prepare!

Even though Huodie had experienced such an attack between tribes, her beauty had faded at this moment. She barely managed to calm down and gathered the other six female cultivators together. She didn't expect to kill the enemy, and she had no intention of picking up the fallen cultivators.

The fallen magic weapon is just for self-protection!

"Sister Huo, what should we do!"

The other six female cultivators were worse than the fire butterfly. They all felt weak in their hands and feet and did not know how to resist.

With a sound of ‘Pfft!’, hot blood splashed out from nowhere and sprayed all over the female cultivators!

"Kill, haha!"

The five Zifu realm monks who had chased Wu Die and others, while grinning ferociously, slashed the magic weapons in their hands at the monks beside them!

They belong to a tribe of cold men, mixed among the monks, and suddenly kill them!

The magic weapon passed by and five people were killed immediately.

'Hey hey', the five Purple Mansion Realm monks' evil smiles were filled with obscene meanings. When they were killing the monks beside them, they moved towards the fire butterflies and others. Seeing that their beautiful faces were pale, their plump breasts were trembling as they evaded in all directions. They wanted to take off their short skirts right away.

tear...

"boom!"

A group of monks above the clearing were fighting inextricably. From time to time, an attack landed on the clearing, killing a monk!

‘Whoa, whoa!’

The handsome young man and the strong female cultivator are exceptionally strong, while the cold man and the three are fighting neck to neck. Their true energy is thick and pure, and they work with each other tacitly, and their spells are endless!

The cold man and the other two monks who were in the early stage of Ding Ling had a numerical advantage, but for a moment they were helpless against each other!

If the old man in the black robe had not died, this attack between the tribes would definitely not be a one-sided situation.

At this moment, the cold young man just waits for the other cultivators to escape and switch sides. In this way, he will win a great victory and a tribe of nearly 200 people will be formed, and he will be the leader of the tribe, and he will select a few powerful cultivators to control it.

Get up and make your position more stable!

"Kill, kill!"

As soon as the five Zifu Realm monks took the lead, some monks immediately followed suit and turned their weapons to look mercilessly at the monks who had fought alongside him before!

The slightly deadlocked situation suddenly changed!

"In order to survive, you can only stay close to the strong." At this time, the rebel thought in his heart. He looked at the monk next to him who was beheaded by him. There was no guilt in his eyes, but only ruthlessness. "I won't kill you first. I'll wait for you for a while."

Are you loyal enough to kill me?'

"Crack!"

A monk had just turned against the cold man's tribe, and his head was thrown flying.

The blood sprayed from the neck cavity made his head spin, and there was confusion and resentment in his dim eyes.

When the consciousness completely disappeared, it suddenly dawned on me that it was not the right time to take refuge!

The one who killed him was a monk from the cold men's tribe!

A monk's defection also depends on the timing. If he is on the outside of the battle circle and kills the monks next to him after defecting, he will be left alone and helpless.

If it is in the center of the battle circle, it will still be difficult for the monk to escape and be executed after he switches sides!

The reason is that the monks have all defected. The monks who come here to attack the tribe regard them as trophies. They don't care whether the number of tribes grows, as long as they get affordable training resources. Therefore, whether they defect or not is a crisis, but in

Where and when you switch sides, you face different enemies!

"Run away, run away!"

Several timid monks saw the broken limbs of the monks beside them and rushed out like crazy!

In the fight where hundreds of people gathered in one place, the monks in the Purple Mansion Realm were unable to protect themselves. Only a few monks in the early stage of Dingling could still move around without offending the public.

In the open space, there were monks in the early stage of Dingling. None of them were core disciples of the tribe. Several of them, who did not want to be in danger and were not tempted to take advantage of the opportunity to gain cultivation resources, were also escaping outside the tribe.

Afterwards, more monks chased him!

Runaways, no one dares to fly at high altitudes!

The open space suddenly became less crowded. Spiritual stones, jade slips, etc. were scattered, but no one dared to distract them and put them away.

"Fire Butterfly, let's go!"

Yang Qing pulled the dull young man across the open space, not attacking, but resisting. He only wanted to gather with Huodie and the others as quickly as possible, and pushed the dull young man towards the female nuns whose exposed skin was stained with blood.

, then the spiritual consciousness transmits the sound.

Huodie and the other seven girls were sprayed with a lot of sticky blood, and their little leather boots were even filled with blood.

In just this short period of time, the seven girls turned pale, and they all found it difficult to protect themselves. They attacked too many defensive talismans and were unable to use them in time. They were even more worried that too many talismans would be exposed to attract more attacks, and more attacks would be added.

The approaching and attacking of the five Purple Mansion Realm monks made them even more desperate. They could already guess that what was waiting for them was to be ravaged to death. It was useless to change sides. If they did not resist, they would not be able to survive with their bodies. Unless all resources were provided to them.

Go up and let me play with you at any time!

The dull young man was pushed into the female cultivators, his expression dull, and he was very frightened by this scene. When the female cultivators saw someone coming to save them, they couldn't care less about being hit by a 'fool', their chests were trembling, and they all moved closer to Yang Qing.

, I just hope to be as close as possible.

Fire Butterfly's black hair was scattered around her temples, her eyes were red and she didn't dare to look into Yang Qing's eyes, trying her best to block the attacking magic weapon!

"Hehe, boy, catch these girls quickly, we'll divide them equally, you can do whatever you want!"

When several Zifu realm monks saw the slightly pale Yang Qing appearing next to the Fire Butterfly seven, they immediately encouraged him obscenely, saying that they could clearly see how Yang Qing was chased by the old man in black robes, and even more

He knows that only a fool is willing to help him!

"Fire Butterfly, you run away, but you must ensure his safety!"

Yang Qing casually pulled Huo Die behind him and said in a cold tone, completely ignoring the five Purple Mansion Realm monks!

"Um!"

Huodie nodded firmly, sandwiched the dull young man in the middle with the other six female cultivators, and moved towards the outside of the battle circle!

Yang Qing stood between them and the five Purple Mansion Realm monks!

"Asshole, this kid wants to monopolize you, and he's not afraid to suck you dry!"

The faces of the five Purple Mansion Realm cultivators turned green. They told the cold man about the pure spirit stone, and took the initiative to stop him from entering the tribe to test and provoke the mission, in order to kill these seven female cultivators with wild surnames.

He was taken back and imprisoned, and even if he could say that he was evenly divided with Yang Qing, it was because he saw that Huodie and the others could not be captured alive for a while, so he made a last-minute decision. How could they not be furious when they saw Yang Qing shielding the seven girls!

"Kill him, he was seriously injured, how capable he is!"

The five Purple Mansion Realm monks were so angry that they all attacked Yang Qing, ignoring the attacks of other monks!

"boom!"

There are still six to seventy monks fighting in the open space. Those who have defected, those who are stubborn and waiting for opportunities to gain cultivation resources, are looking for opportunities to escape...the rest are in pursuit.

Yang Qing's move attracted a large number of attacks.

Except for Huo Die and others taking part for him, he himself has to bear the angry attacks of five Zifu Realm monks!

"Ding, ding, ding!"

"Ouch..."

Dragon roars and tiger roars filled his throat. Yang Qing, with a ferocious expression on his face, only resisted the counterattack and moved quickly with his feet.

"We must escape quickly. Once the outcome is decided in the air, no one can escape!"

Chi Tong stared fiercely at the five Purple Mansion Realm cultivators opposite him, preventing them from surrounding him.

Over the open space, the handsome young man and the strong female cultivator showed signs of being suppressed, and 'Elder Xie' and others were even chased and fled in all directions.

Looking at other locations, they were chasing and fighting, and the blood was already stained all over the tribe!