The Strongest Tribe

Holding the spar wooden box, Tomb Jue quickly walked out of the Black Dragon Pavilion, mixed into the crowd, and headed towards the ferry outside the city. He was going to take a big ship and head south, and the Black Dragon City would never return in a short time.

　　 A piece of worn-out dragon skin, coupled with his random fist techniques, in exchange for a thousand spiritual crystals, I'd better steal it.

　　 Of course, as an old liar, he knows the true and the false and the false is also true, so the Nine Turns Fulong Boxing is not all false. The sequence of the punching methods described in it is chaotic, and it is a combination of several methods that he uses.

　　 You think that a liar is so good.

　　 To dabble in a wide range of skills, to understand boxing and swordsmanship, but also to know all kinds of methods, just make the skin old and portray the boxing methods. These are the unique skills he has only cultivated for hundreds of years. He has also studied some witchcraft.

　　 If you don't be honest, how can others be fooled.

　　 Tomb Jue walked out of Black Dragon City, looked at the boats moored on the dock, and then he was about to move forward, but his whole body stopped immediately after he took a step.

　　 The pupils of his eyes shrank suddenly, and a figure appeared in his eyes.

　　 is still very familiar.

　　 Suddenly, Tomb Jue's expression changed and then returned to his expression. He smiled and said, "What a coincidence."

　　 Boom!

　　 However, the next moment a fist was enlarged in his pupils.

　　 "Come on, someone is doing something in Black Dragon City!"

　　 As an old liar, he was naturally proficient in various methods. He didn't fight back at all. Tomb Jue's body was about to retreat, wanting to advance Black Dragon City, shouting in his mouth, attracted the attention of Black Dragon City Guard not far away.

　　 "You are so brave, dare to do it in Black Dragon City."

　　 "I said that the things in this box are not exchanged for you, do you still want to grab it."

　　 Boom!

　　 Xia Tuo blasted out with a punch, and suddenly Tomb Jue's entire body flew out, the next moment his figure quickly stepped over, grabbed the wooden box containing the spirit crystal, and put it into the space of the evil spirit order.

　　 Suddenly, everyone around them thought they were dazzled, and the one-foot-sized wooden box disappeared in no time.

　　 Damn, this old man is really talented.

　　 is really interesting, I met such an old greasy man when I went out.

　　 "Come on, murder!"

　　 "Dare to do something in Black Dragon City, this is not to put the city lord in the eyes!"

　　 Boom!

　　 Tomb Jue flew out again and fell to the ground outside Zhang Xu. For a while, the warriors who were passing around all walked back one after another.

　　 "This is the Black Dragon City, you want to go against the black~~~~~ ahem..."

　　 Immediately after the tomb got stuck, he was pinched by Xia Tuo's neck, and his whole body burst out of fighting spirit, wanting to resist, but the fighting spirit was like a stone sinking into the sea, and he couldn't burst out anymore.

　　 He is a martial artist of the peak Heavenly Vein Realm, but he can't move at all in Xia Tuo's hands. Now he knows he's planted.

　　 "Bold, don't stop!"

At this moment, the Black Dragon City Guards had already surrounded him, and on the city wall not far away, the iron arrow with the thickness of the arm and the swarthy cold glow had already been aimed at here. Even if such a guy is in the Heavenly Vein Realm, he must Disabled.

　　 Xia Tuo also met an old acquaintance. When he disembarked earlier, the Celestial Martial Realm martial artist who had confiscated the beast core brought a team of Black Dragon City Guards around.

　　 "Dare to make trouble in the Black Dragon City, take it!"

　　The eyes of the middle-aged warrior were bitter, with murderous intent, and even a hint of excitement, as if he saw a prey.

　　 "Where is the dog barking!"

　　 In an instant, Xia Tuo suddenly turned, killing intent splashing in his eyes, and glanced at the middle-aged Celestial Martial Artist.

　　 "Give you a face, I really thought it was a character!"

After 　　 said, Xia Tuo grabbed the old man. Before everyone could react, the figure quickly came to the middle-aged warrior and patted his face.

　　 "Dog-like things, remember not to bite, lest your master kill the dog."

　　 For a while, Yu Yu was confused by Xia Tuo's actions and words, staring blankly at Xia Tuo carrying the old man, walking towards the Black Dragon City again.

　　 His face was fierce. As one of the twelve gate guards of the four gates of Black Dragon City, he had never been humiliated like this in the past few years, but for a while, he dared not move.

　　 The gate guard seemed to dominate a city guard soldier, but it was also greeted and sent to see a lot. Maybe he was able to despise many people, but he couldn't afford a lot of people in the wild land.

　　 See a lot, sometimes big and sometimes small, Xia Tuo humiliates him so much that he can't figure out Xia Tuo's identity, and stares at Xia Tuo re-entering the Black Dragon City.

　　 Without his order from the gate guard, the guards and soldiers who surrounded the gate naturally did not dare to move.

　　 Before turning his head, he saw the other two gatekeepers sneering at him, as if they were mocking him for mentioning iron plates.

　　 Black Dragon City has rules, but is it also the scorer?

　　……

　　 Xia Tuo who stunned the black dragon city guard with a few words, took the old man towards the black dragon pavilion, and saw the city guard who was not chasing behind him, and only felt that it was cool to pretend to be x, and a fashion x was cool.

　　 Sure enough, the more thoughtful guys, the more internal dramas, the more arrogant they are, the more guilty they are.

　　The Tomb Jue being held by him rolled his eyes and coughed constantly in his mouth. At the peak of his dignified Heavenly Vein Realm, he opened up the existence of 36 Heavenly Veins, and was carried like a chicken.

　　Original shame!

　　 However, what can I do, I can't beat it.

　　 is very depressed.

In fact, Xia Tuo himself was shocked. When he grabbed the old man, he noticed the strength of the old man. He didn't expect that he had also opened up 36 lines of the sky. The old man even had the power to resist in his own hands. No, I really am a genius.

　　 Of course, different from this old man's genius.

　　 To be precise, this old man is a talent.

　　……

　　 carrying the old man back to the Black Dragon Pavilion, under the surprised eyes of the old man in the Black Dragon Pavilion, he went to the eighth hall.

　　 "Xia Tuo, you..."

　　 Jian Liao watched Xia Tuo bring back the old man who had just left, and he couldn't help being surprised. What was the situation.

　　 Plop!

　　 threw the old man to the ground, he only noticed that there was still a middle-aged warrior in the stone hall, and when he saw Xia Tuo returning, he changed his face, waved his hand and ran outside the stone hall, obviously another one who wanted to trick him.

　　 Then, Xia Tuo threw the old dragon skin to the old man.

　　 "Senior, are you okay? There is a reason for it. I don't want the punching technique on this piece of skin. You can give me a thousand spirit crystals."

　　 "A Thousand Spirit Crystals?"

　　 The tomb was absolutely stunned, almost spewing out a mouthful of old blood.

Outside the city gate, he clearly saw that Xia Tuo had lost the box containing the spirit crystal, and at the very beginning, when Xia Tuo took out the spirit crystal, it was very clear that Xia Tuo had a storage witch. .

　　 Now that the Lingjing has been taken away, he must pay for the Lingjing.

　　 Is this something human doing?

　　 is the son of man.

　　 is simply not a son of man.

　　 Xia Tuo sneered, looked at the old man, and deceived him. There were punches on the dragon's skin, but the order was chaotic, and he even mixed several punches.

　　 If the old man gave him a complete boxing technique, even if it was broken and incomplete, he would not suspect it was false. He really thought that he could not practice in a short period of time, so he could distinguish the authenticity of this boxing technique.

　　 The only unexpected thing is that this old man ran so fast. After leaving the Black Dragon Palace, he would leave Black Dragon City without any muddles. If he was late, the old man probably wouldn't know which ship he was on.

　　 I have to say, talent.

　　 "Why, I gave you your Nine-turn Fulong Fist, where is my spirit crystal?"

　　 Looking at Xia Tuo's sneer at the corner of his mouth, the tomb was absolutely cold, and the eagle was still pecked by the eagle all day long. There was no flaw in the old-fashioning of his skin, why he was discovered.

　　 Besides, the spirit crystal has been taken back, how can I still ask him.

　　 "Robber!"

　　 For a time, the tomb was so angry that he couldn't help but curse.

　　 "You robber."

　　 "Old man."

　　 The fat brother looked at the tomb with a swollen nose and swollen face. He couldn't help but lowered his body.

"This is a pure-blooded dragonfly skin that has lived for at least a hundred years, and it's the skin three feet below the dragonfly's abdomen. This skin is the most delicate part of the whole dragonfly, and it can be stored for a long time when it is made. So it is mostly used as a tribe branding martial arts classics."

"Also, there are three levels of dragon skin. The surface of your dragon skin seems to have been eroded for a long time, but the inner layer of the dragon skin still exudes a faint smell of blood. This dragon should be killed in three to five years. Within the year."

　　 "Don't say three to five years, even if it is fifty to sixty years, the surface of the skin is still smooth, so three to five years of leather, you tell the fat man, how did you make it look like hundreds of years."

　　 Every time the fat brother said a word, Tomb Jue was horrified.

　　 Damn, who did I meet today?

　　 "Old man, tell me, your craft is really good."

　　 Xia Tuo also chuckled, the fat brother's thieves are not a false name, the old man wanted to lie to him, he was looking for a cesspool with a lantern.

　　 "The old man admits he is dead."

　　 Finally, the corners of Tomb Jue's mouth moved and said aloud.

　　 At this moment, his heart is very sad. His centuries-old method has been broken by two people in a row today. It is really **** mildew.

　　 "The Jiao skin was exchanged for you, and the spirit crystal will let you go."

　　 "You~~!"

　　 looked at Xia Tuo in a daze, he had never seen such a brazen person in his grave.

　　 "Obviously you took away the Lingjing!"

"Who is it~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Xia Tuo’s mouth smiled, and then said: "Since your spirit crystal was taken away by Mingming, that’s none of my business, you just need to change my spirit crystal When we come back, we will write off. "

　　 "You~~you~~~~"

　　 "The old man has wandered the earth for hundreds of years, and I have never seen you such a brazen person!"

　　 I thought he was a liar, but he was already very bad. This tomb is definitely an eye-opener.

"No."

　　 Seeing the old man's wide-eyed, Xia Tuo picked up the Jiao Pi again.

　　 "Since there is no spirit crystal, you should give me the punching technique that is burned on the skin. After all, I spent a thousand spirit crystals."

　　 Hearing this, the tomb was stunned, and said: "I don't have a complete copy of the several boxing methods above. They are all fragments. I mixed them together randomly, just to create the appearance of ancient boxing methods."

　　 "It seems that you know a lot."

　　 The fat brother looked at the old man repeatedly and blended different boxing techniques together. Even if it seemed to be blended together, it was not a casual thing. He must have a certain understanding of boxing.

　　 "That is, this is a necessary craft."

　　 When the fat brother said so, the tomb looked very proud, this is his unique craft.

　　 He can cultivate to the present situation with ordinary talents, relying on this skill, deceived... the cultivation resources, the resources needed for bad talents are also many, without this craftsmanship, it really can't sustain.