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"boom……"

In an instant, the army composed of 80,000 warriors erupted in a terrifying momentum, and rushed towards the army of the Heifeng tribe like a bamboo, and the army of the Heifeng tribe was suddenly a little confused.

Originally, there were two Martial Kings on their side, as well as many peak Martial Kings and four high-level Martial Kings, but they didn't expect that the Emperors and the peak Martial Kings would run away in a blink of an eye.

"Elder, what's the matter with Emperor Tuo and Emperor Yucang?" Emperor Tuo trotted away, but the four high-level martial kings from the Black Wind Tribe failed to run, and they also stared blankly at the elder Backer King.

"I don't know either." The Backer King said in a daze, but his heart turned cold. Even the Martial Emperor and the Martial Uncle were scared away. What kind of terrifying strongman is sitting behind the Huaxia Tribe? who.

"Great Elder, no matter how many people there are, let's go to the Huaxia Tribe and fight." The Great Wu Zhiduoxing said hurriedly, because at this time the Huaxia Tribe's army had already begun to charge.

"Fight." The Great Elder's Backer Mountain King gritted his teeth, he must not flee without a fight, he must try anyway, even if he is defeated, it is better than not daring to fight, so he gave an order, and the 100,000 troops of the Black Wind Tribe rushed to fight. Face off, but their morale can't be raised.

"If the senior martial king dares to attack, he will die."

Just when the Great Elder Backer Mountain King wanted to act desperately, a voice suddenly spread across the entire battlefield, and at the same time, an aura locked the four high-ranking Martial Kings of the Black Wind Tribe from afar, making them dare not move an inch.

"kill……"

At this moment, the Huaxia tribe's army had rushed over and connected with the Heifeng tribe's forward soldiers. The first contact was naturally the masked slave army. They were not afraid of death. All of them are a style of play that hurts both sides. Once they rushed into the army of the Black Wind Tribe, their vanguard was defeated.

"boom……"

At this time, the figures of more than a hundred Dao Wu King powerhouses rose from the Huaxia tribe's army and issued an invitation to fight against the powerhouses of the Black Wind Tribe, making the Wu King and Demon King powerhouses of the Black Wind Tribe dare not answer the challenge.

"boom……"

Soon, the Martial King of the Huaxia Tribe entangled the intermediate Martial King of the Heifeng Tribe with battle formations, and other Martial King powerhouses and Demon King powerhouses also fought each other, but overall, the Heifeng Tribe was defeated.

"How could the Huaxia tribe have so many junior martial kings,

Wasn't there only more than forty people half a year ago? "Seeing this scene, the heart of the Great Elder Backer King was completely cold.

"That's right, when we started the war with the Huaxia Tribe half a year ago, they only had more than forty Martial King powerhouses. Who knew there would be so many now?" the second elder, the red-haired ghost, also said in shock.

"Not only has the number increased, but their cultivation strength has improved so fast. You see, the cultivation of those old martial kings is almost approaching the peak of junior martial kings, and I am afraid that they will break through to intermediate martial kings in half a year or a year. ” said the third elder, Hei Xuanfeng, looking at the battlefield in horror.

"The Huaxia Tribe possesses heaven-defying holy objects, which can not only help people recover from injuries, but also help them quickly improve their cultivation. I'm afraid we will lose this battle." The great witch Zhi Duoxing said with a sigh.

"Retreat." After watching for a while, the Great Elder Backer King suddenly yelled, because he saw that thousands of warriors were killed or injured in the Black Wind Tribe in a short period of time, and he knew that there was nothing to be done.

Although the army of the Black Wind Tribe is large, there are only 10,000 to 20,000 people in contact with the army of the Huaxia Tribe. Their morale is not high. At this time, when they heard the retreat order issued by the Great Elder, they all turned around desperately just run away.

"Kill."

However, Huaxia's army did not stop there, but shouted and continued to chase and kill the past. They did not seek to kill their opponents, but severely injured each of the strong men of the Black Wind tribe.

Not only the general army is like this, but also those martial kings. Among them, more than a dozen martial kings and demon kings from the Heifeng tribe were besieged by the Huaxia tribe's strong men. At this time, they couldn't escape at all.

When the middle-level martial kings of the Black Wind tribe tried their best to escape, the strong martial kings of the Huaxia tribe did not chase them.

This time, because of Ling Xiao's support, the Huaxia army has been covering and killing thousands of miles away, and finally gave up the pursuit, causing the Black Wind Tribe to lose more than 20,000 warriors, including more than 3,000 dead, more than 8,000 seriously injured, and prisoners. More than 5,000 people, thousands of people disappeared and fled.

Among them were five junior martial kings and three junior demon kings, who were also besieged by Huaxia's martial kings and demon kings until they were seriously injured and lost their combat power, and finally became captives.

"Treat the seriously injured and captives of the Black Wind Tribe, all the same as those before. Those who are willing to join the slave army will be treated and accepted, and those who are unwilling will be killed directly to leave future troubles." Ling Xiao has been monitoring the army of the Black Wind Tribe. Leaving with the strong man, at the same time sound transmission to Nangong Wujian.

After the coercion and lure of the Huaxia tribe, 12,000 wounded and captive strongmen eventually joined the slave army, and hundreds of people swore to die, so they fulfilled their wishes and killed them all.

After this battle, the slave army of the Huaxia tribe increased to more than 13,000 people. The previous 17,800 slaves died in the battle. Four to five hundred people died, and all the seriously injured were treated and fully recovered.

At this time, the commanders of the slave army also increased to eleven, a total of six junior martial kings and five demon kings, each commanding a brigade of more than a thousand people.

As for the commanders of the slave army, Ling Xiao was not stingy, especially the three before, all received ten king-level source crystal rewards, which not only made them more loyal to the tribe, but also made other new commanders envious , because there are only a small number of king-level source crystals in the Black Wind Tribe, which are all exchanged for various resources, but these junior martial kings only have a few allocations every year.

"Only if you are loyal to the Huaxia Tribe and fight to the death for the Huaxia Tribe, you will be rewarded with king-level source crystals and even life liquid." Nangong Wuji told them this, which moved them even more.

"Tell everyone that there will be another period of peace in the future. Practice hard. If there is another war, it will not be an ordinary war." Ling Xiao said to the senior officials of the Huaxia tribe.

The Black Wind Tribe was newly defeated, and they asked the Emperor to retreat. In a short time, they would not dare to start a war again, but they would spread the news about the Huaxia Tribe, and maybe soon a strong Martial Emperor would come to challenge them.

However, the subsequent war has little to do with the Huaxia tribe. It belonged to him, but he didn't take it seriously. The emperor should know him.

After learning about what might happen next from Ling Xiao, Nangong Wuyin and other high-level officials of the Huaxia Martial Arts League relaxed instead, and then they retreated and practiced one after another, striving to break through the middle-level Martial King realm as soon as possible.

Before the outbreak of this war, the eruption of the two Martial Emperor powerhouses invited by the Black Wind Tribe really shocked everyone, and they realized that the Martial Artists can still be so powerful.

However, such a powerful Martial Emperor was scared away by Ling Xiao. From this, they can imagine that Ling Xiao's strength is already far behind them. If they work hard, no one in the Huaxia Martial League will be able to follow Ling Xiao in the future. footsteps.

Because Ling Xiao said that his real target is the heavens and the worlds, and his real enemy is the alien races in the heavens and the worlds, and the Huaxia Martial Arts League must become stronger in order to be qualified to fight with Ling Xiao in the future.

Various affairs in the Huaxia tribe were handed over to some young Wuwang powerhouses. They had just broken through to the Wuwang realm not long ago, and there was no need for frequent retreats at this time.

At the same time, a large number of warriors were continuously sent from the earth, but many of them were young warriors. Although the earth began to recover and could already give birth to warrior kings, the training environment in Minghan Realm was indeed much better than the current earth.

After these young warriors came to Ming Han Realm, they were all reorganized and trained in the way of the army, and at the same time, they were provided with better training conditions, and the whole tribe emerged with a kind of vigorous and upward vitality.

Although he expected trouble to come, Ling Xiao didn't take it too seriously. His spiritual pets were distributed tens of thousands of miles around the Huaxia tribe, and they were connected with his spiritual sense. As long as there was trouble, he couldn't hide it from him.

Therefore, he played with the children while practicing as usual, and after more than half a year of familiarization, the four children are now very close to him, and at the same time they are tempering their bodies under his guidance, and have not set foot on the road of cultivation for the time being. Road, but they all have the cultivation of the peak Wuzong.

In addition, Ling Xiao naturally did not forget to make up for the debts he owed to his three beautiful wives over the years. During these days, he spent time with his children during the day and with them at night, practicing double cultivation with them, so that their cultivation speed was faster than those of the elders. It is estimated that they will break through to the realm of intermediate martial arts kings in the near future.

Although they still want children, Ling Xiao feels that this is not the right time, because the Huaxia tribe is still expanding, and there are still so many foreign races to fight in the heavens and myriad worlds, he is already satisfied with these few children.

"Then let's train these four children well. They have already demonstrated cultivation far beyond their peers. In the future, they will definitely be able to roam the heavens and the world like their father." Nangong Hongyan can also understand Ling Xiao's thoughts , so it was finally decided that the three of them would no longer have children for the time being.

A month later, a news spread among the Martial Emperor powerhouses in the Ming Han world, saying that in a small remote tribe, someone got a heaven-defying holy object, which can not only quickly recover from injuries, but also quickly cultivate. Has become a powerful Martial Emperor.

Soon, in less than a month, this news spread among the sixty-four imperial cities and twenty-four powerful sects in Minghan City. Many emperors knew about it, and naturally some people coveted it. The heaven-defying sacred object of the Huaxia tribe.

Three months after the second war, at noon that day, Ling Xiao was preparing to eat when he suddenly stood up and said to everyone: "I have something to deal with, and I'll be back soon."

Then he stepped into the void and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes, and this was the first time he used his supernatural powers in front of everyone, which shocked everyone in the Ling family who saw this scene.

After Ling Xiao took one step, he was already thousands of miles away to the east of the Huaxia Tribe, and then he took a few more steps to reach a place tens of thousands of miles away, where Feng Roar was standing guard, confronting a powerful Martial Emperor.

"I didn't expect that there would be a demon emperor in such a remote place, but your strength is still weak. If you don't want to die, follow me." It was a middle-aged and powerful Martial Emperor, shirtless, With a bloody sword on his shoulder, he said coldly to Wind Cannon.

"Fart, you bastard, you are not worthy to lift shoes for my master, and you are trying to seduce the emperor, you are looking for death." Since breaking through to the realm of the demon emperor, spiritual pets can talk, but they usually don't talk to each other. People communicate, so no one knows.

"What a beast, with personality, I like it. By the way, did your dead master really get a heaven-defying holy object? If you ask him to hand it over on his own initiative, I can take him as a servant and save his life!" "The middle-aged Emperor Wu said arrogantly.

"howl……"

The wind cannon was furious immediately, it could know that its master had come, even though it didn't know about this mino god, it had to defend its master, so it roared and launched an attack on its own initiative.

"boom……"

The middle-aged Martial Emperor was only in the middle-level Martial Emperor realm, but he had cultivated a powerful combat technique and possessed an imperial-level magic weapon long sword, which could display the peak strength of an intermediate-level Martial Emperor. That's why he was so arrogant. After fighting with Fengpao, he realized that the strength of this demon emperor was no less than his own.

"The strength is not bad, but the mouth is a little bit broken, but it will be useful to fight against other races in the future." Ling Xiao watched the fierce battle between a man and a tiger from a few miles away, thinking to himself at the same time.

He knew that there would be some martial emperors who came to challenge him, but he was unwilling to kill these human race experts casually. The last thing he thought of was to gather all the martial emperors who came to trouble him. To fight against the alien races of the heavens.

After ten breaths, Fengpao and the middle-aged Emperor Wu fought for dozens of rounds, and there was no winner. At this moment, Ling Xiao appeared, and the two fighting parties separated immediately. The middle-aged Emperor Wu watched warily. Ling Xiao, because the other party's spiritual pet is so strong, he had a premonition that he had hit the iron plate.

"If you can persist in my hands for three breaths, then I can save your life." Ling Xiao looked at the other party coldly, and then the figure flashed in front of him, and punched out loudly.

"Slay the wolf."

The middle-aged Martial Emperor wielded the blood-colored broadsword, unleashed all his cultivation strength, and unleashed his strongest supernatural saber technique, forming a huge phantom of a blood wolf, which slammed into Ling Xiao's fist.

"boom……"

Amidst the sound of a violent collision, the middle-aged Martial Emperor screamed, and the bloody long knife flew out of his hand. His body flew upside down for more than ten miles, and a stream of blood was sprinkled in midair, as well as some coughed up internal organs. His face was horrified, and he couldn't believe that he couldn't block the opponent's blow even if he broke out with all his strength, resulting in serious injuries and dying.