"How can this be!!" Thinking of his cultivation as a complete waste, the gaze he faced in the future, mocked...... The long-faced disciple was like crazy, his face was hideous, he forgot to be afraid, and yelled at Bai Xiaoqi.

"My master is an elder of the Blood Sword Sect, you dare to abolish me...... I'm going to slaughter your whole people!"

The more he talked, the more crazy he became, and the long-faced disciple roared regardless of the difference in strength, drew his sword and rushed towards Bai Xiaoqi.

At the same time, his realm that had not yet dissipated instantly returned to the realm of knowing the sea.

There were also faint signs of breaking through the mortal realm, and then, "Die!"

A sword qi that was close to 100 meters and broke through its own limit slashed towards Bai Xiaoqi like a devastating devastation.

Before he could be pleased, "Uh!"

Suddenly, the sound of a sharp object entering the body sounded from behind him.

When I looked down, I saw the tip of an ordinary knife piercing through the heart of my chest... Blood dripped.

The frantic flow of vitality in his body, the long-faced disciple used all his strength to turn around and see the owner of the sword.

Before he could turn around, the long knife was drawn, blood splattered, and through the reflex of the pulled, he finally saw clearly.

A young, dark, nervous face that stayed in its eyes forever.

On the other side, the sword qi also came to Bai Xiaoqi.

However, in the face of this seemingly invincible sword qi, Bai Xiaoqi did not dodge, but just raised his hand and grabbed it gently.

This mortal sword qi was easily grasped in his hand like this.

Whispered: "Scatter!"

The sword qi dissipated, and the mountain forest fell silent.

It's over, Bai Xiaoqi looked around, thinking about what had just happened...... Life is like a mustard, the weak eat the strong, and I couldn't help sighing: "It's better to have a hundred countries, at least you can live in peace." ”

The first rule of the Mixed Yuan Sect: You must not kill or slaughter mortals at will.

This kind of door rule is very common in other forces, it is just a façade-like rule, as long as it is not too much, no one will care. In the Mixed Yuan Sect, it is absolutely untouchable.

10,000 years ago, there was an elder in the Mixed Yuan Sect in order to practice the exercises, slaughtered a city in Hongzhou, killing millions of people in the city, causing the sect to be angry, and the contemporary sect master personally ordered to destroy its cave sky, detain its soul, and forever suppress it in the Dragon Cave until the soul dies.

Since then, the Sect Torture Hall has slowly managed the rule of killing mortals at will.

Therefore, after these 10,000 years, the Mixed Yuan Sect has absolute control over the Hundred Kingdoms.

After saying that, Bai Xiaoqi looked at the barbarian boy who was slumped on the ground, his face was nervous, and his panic still hadn't dissipated...... It can be seen that everything just now is not easy for the teenager.

In fact, Bai Xiaoqi didn't find anyone hiding before, if it weren't for the fat cat saying that he smelled another faint breath, he really wouldn't have found it, combined with the knife that the young man just had, fast, accurate, ruthless! The timing was just right!

Although he has no desire to devour, with this talent, he is not sure in the future.

However, Bai Xiaoqi didn't want to accept any more apprentices, no matter how talented he was, it had nothing to do with him, so he turned around and prepared to leave.

On the other side, the barbarian boy who had not yet calmed down saw that Bai Xiaoqi was leaving, let out a roar similar to that of a beast, and rushed to his side to bow down.

The young man's eyes were full of determination, and he said intermittently in jerky language: "Well... Man, my name is Wang Ting... Please take me... Revenge!"

As he spoke, he kept kowtowing heavily.

The young man's name is 'Wang Ting', he has different talents, he is the young patriarch of the slaughtered tribe, and he is also the only survivor, and revenge is now his only belief in survival.

Bai Xiaoqi looked at the blood on Wang Ting's forehead, and his heart was a little loose.

The beast barbarian race, low intelligence, strong physique, worship to use strength to solve problems, inferior since ancient times, also known as barbarian slaves.

But who still remembers that the beast barbarian also had a glorious scene in the Endless Era, in that era, the barbarians were the mainstay!

There are no conspiracy schemes, just one sentence 'if you don't accept it, do it'!

Dare to fight the world!

Since then, the beast barbarians have declined, and no top powerhouse can regain their glory and become a race that can be bullied at will.

Thinking of this, Bai Xiaoqi looked at the young man again, his eyes flickering...... Maybe he'll be able to regain the splendor of the barbarians.

"I have long since stopped accepting apprentices...... I only heard Bai Xiaoqi with one hand behind him, a little far from the world's way.

Hearing this, Wang Ting was like being struck by lightning, tears flowed out, and his voice was hoarse: "Please." ”

"Alright! Bai Xiaoqi took out Weiyang's storage ring: "Although I don't accept apprentices, I see that your talent is not bad, this thing is for you, see you again!"

Wang Ting looked at the storage ring in front of him and was stunned, he heard his grandfather say that this kind of small iron ring on his finger is a sign of noble status, and it is very large inside and can store a lot of things.

When Wang Ting woke up, he found that his benefactor had already left at an unknown time.

In the void, Bai Xiaoqi's pale face flew while dripping wood spirit liquid into his hand.

In less than a breath, you can see the sword wound on your hand, which is visibly healed with the naked eye.

In fact, he didn't expect this sword qi to be so fierce, so he wouldn't have taken it hard if he knew it.

But for the sake of face, he still took it.

At this time, the snickering laughter of the fat cat came from the spirit beast bag......

"You deserve it, boy, this little tiger in the spirit beast bag, Master Cat thinks it's better for you to give it to the barbarian boy just now. You can't keep ......"

"Why!"

Bai Xiaoqi didn't hide it, although he really wanted to help people, but he hadn't reached the point where he could give others a king-level beast pet at will, and this was not a waste demon beast to grab a handful.

The fat cat used his magical powers to make his body smaller, jumped on Bai Xiaoqi's shoulder, stood up, shook his head and said: "According to the cat master's investigation, this little tiger should be the cub of the barbarian clan's guardian beast 'Barbarian Tiger', and only barbarians can raise it." Hey, you can't. ”

Bai Xiaoqi just wanted to ask, but when he saw the fat cat's look of coming to ask me if he wanted to know, he suddenly had no idea.

"Don't say it sooner!" he didn't bird, and then immediately turned around and flew back...

"Oops! Meow!" Turning around, the fat cat fell directly off guard and almost fell off the ground at a height of thousands of meters, but fortunately, he grabbed Bai Xiaoqi's robe with the tip of his paws: "Boy, why don't you ask the cat master." ”

After a while, Bai Xiaoqi didn't speak, the fat cat stroked his ears as if he heard something, and nodded his head amusementfully: "Okay! Since you want to know so much, the cat master will tell you regardless of his previous suspicions......

In the mountains and forests before, the barbarian Wang Ting was still in place.

He held the storage ring, hesitated for a long time, and finally made up his mind, bit his finger, and dripped a drop of blood on it......

Then his eyes stared nervously at the storage ring, expecting it......

In fact, Wang Ting didn't know if this would be useful, he had only heard the elders talk about it......