The Broken Knife Is Hopeless? Start With The Fusion Of The Demonic Knife Thousand Blades

Sitting in the main driver's seat, a man carrying a stereo said:

"Oh, you are actually a woman from the Elf clan. It is said that the Elf clan is born with outstanding beauty. Now that it is true, I wonder if the boss will reward us heavily if we offer you to our boss."

"The vulgar prairie sheep tribe."

Emilia frowned slightly, her cute oval face showed a hint of anger, and her right hand holding the long bow tightened a bit.

"Prairie Sheep Clan? Overjoyed?" Yang Lin inexplicably thought of Qingqing Grassland, lowered his head and glanced at the four people on the jeep again.

Seeing Yang Lin's eyes, the man sitting in the back row holding a wooden AK froze for a moment, then stabbed the person next to him in the waist with the butt of the gun.

"Second brother, that person... seems to be from the Divine Eye Clan."

"The Divine Eye Clan?!" the person next to him repeated in a low voice, somewhat disbelieving and suspecting that his ears heard it wrong.

He looked up and met Yang Lin's eyes.

"Holy shit."

Seeing those golden and red eyes, my body trembled violently and my heart became cold.

With his eyes fixed on Yang Lin, he stretched out his right hand and slapped the man in the driver's seat randomly, fearing that the other person would kill him the next second when he wasn't paying attention.

"Brother Mader, hurry up, turn around quickly."

The Shen Tong Clan is something they, a small fourth-tier prairie sheep tribe, cannot afford to offend.

Everyone is definitely stronger than these people.

Moreover, the other party was assisted by an elf girlfriend who seemed to be from the ninth level of the third realm.

They are both top bloodlines of top families, and fighting them at the same level is just like playing.

Secondly, the Shen Tong tribe's calf protectors are not ordinary famous.

Every tribesman is a genius, and countless strong men want to accept one of them as their disciple, for no other reason than to climb this high branch that reaches the sky.

As for how protective you are, let's put it this way.

You beat up my genius, and it's okay to be reasonable. If you hadn't been reasonable, his grandfather would have smashed the threshold of his house with a forty-meter sword in his hand the next day.

Because of this, countless people are trying to get involved with the Shentong Clan.

Protected by such a towering tree, the chins of young gangsters would hit their faces while walking on the road.

The guy in the driver's seat who was carrying the stereo nodded his head rhythmically, gestured with his right hand, turned around and said:

"Hey, what are you talking about? I can't hear it with my ear against the stereo."

"Fuck, sand wall."

The second brother punched the button, causing the radio to emit jumbled electronic sounds, and then lost its sound. I don’t know whether it was forced to shut down or was hammered offline.

"Stop listening to music, drive, drive!"

"Turn around and drive!"

The second brother's face turned red as he spoke.

This shows how afraid they are of the Shen Tong Clan.

"What are they doing? Isn't it robbery as promised? Is this internal strife?"

Yang Lin was a little confused and wanted to deal with them directly, but when the other party suddenly did this, he was really at a loss.

"I don't know either."

Emilia shook her head. This was the first time she had seen such a scene.

"Listen to them...yes, yours!"

The girl was about to say something, but her finger pointed at nothing.

Turning around to look, she found that Yang Lin had unexpectedly run down below to confront the sheep tribe.

"I, I advise you to let go. If it weren't for the fact that you are from the Shen Tong Clan, I would have shot you."

The man with big horns sitting in the second row behind took out a wooden AK and pointed it at Yang Lin's head, threatening him.

To be honest, the Shen Tong Clan really didn't dare to provoke them.

There aren't that many members of the Shentong Clan, so everyone takes a fancy to it.

Like Yang Lin, if they dare to kill or imprison him, I dare say that in less than a month, Ancestor Shentong will definitely smell them and kill them.

By then, let alone finding a place to cry, I probably won’t even have a grave.

Yang Lin put his hands on the front of the car with a smile on his face.

The next second, a white light flew past.

With a click, the wooden AK gun body in his hand broke, and the bullet stuck in the bullet chute fell onto the car with a clang.

The person in the driver's seat suddenly widened his eyes and turned his head to look.

Holy shit!

Then he turned to look at Emilia on the hillside.

Obviously, it is impossible for a bow and arrow to produce such a flat cross section.

Then there is only one possibility. There is definitely an expert bodyguard of the Shen Tong boy hidden nearby, and there is a high possibility that there are more than one.

"Such a genius really wouldn't come to this prairie alone."

At this time, the eldest brother sitting in the passenger seat finally spoke.

He took a drag on his cigarette.

"call."

Look at Yang Lin.

"Brother, why don't you take a piece of grassland tobacco? It's from our own family."

The third brother in the driver's seat wanted to say that his elder brother was awesome and stayed calm in the face of danger.

But when his peripheral vision glanced over, he accidentally saw his legs shaking rapidly.

have to.

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The night was dark and the wind was high.

The moon hung in the sky, and several one-meter-long Aeolus pterosaurs crossed the field of vision.

On the endless grassland, a jeep is speeding at a speed of 100KM/h.

"Hmph, I thought they were just a few tough guys, but I didn't expect to deal with them so easily."

Yang Lin weighed the four ownerless space rings in his hand and drove the steering wheel with one hand.

Buzz~

A lot of dust was kicked up behind the car.

It is worthy of being an off-road-specific Jeep, and its performance and speed are unparalleled.

For people like Yang Lin, who traveled across the country not long after getting his driver's license in his previous life, this vast grassland is undoubtedly a holy land for racing.

"Just keep driving straight ahead."

Amelia placed the compass on the clasp next to the monitor.

He held his chin with one hand, sighed, and whispered:

"Hey, I don't know if dad and the others are looking for me after I ran away from home for so long for no reason."

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Within the United Nations of Ten Thousand Demons, the capital is the capital.

The large villa of the elf patriarch’s family.

"Oh no, sir, the whole capital has been turned upside down and we still can't find Miss Leah."

An elf who looked neither male nor female, with a sharp tone, carried the robe he was wearing and hurriedly came to the main hall in small steps.

In the main hall, a middle-aged elf man who looked eerily similar to the elf [my king] was holding his forehead with one hand, looking haggard.

"This Leah is so old and still has the temper of a child. She often runs away from home. She must be taught a lesson when he comes back, otherwise she won't remember it long."

A beautiful woman next to her burst into tears. After hearing this, she turned her head and looked at the middle-aged elf.

"You also said that Leah hasn't come back yet. If something happens... I can't get past you."

The elf clan leader sighed dullly, looked at his subordinates who hurriedly ran to the hall, and said:

"I understand. Also, did the investigation reveal anything?"

"Yes, we found Miss Leah's ticket purchase record at the airport."

The Elf leader raised his eyebrows.

The beautiful woman next to him also stopped sobbing, and both of them looked at the subordinate in the center of the hall.

"Where is the ticket going?"

The elf leader's tone was strong, mixed with a hint of worry.

"This...is the way to."