The sacred mountain where the Scorpion Swach tribe is located is called the Magpie Mountains, because the magpie is a bird that likes to collect luminous objects, and this holy mountain towers into the sky, and the top of the mountain is full of brilliance, like a glass world, but the energy in the air is filled with a bloody breath, which always makes people uncomfortable.

Xu Xiangbei faced the spatial matrix at the foot of the Scorpion Swach Mountain, walked quickly, and faced a bald man.

The bald man raised the scimitar in his hand, blocked Xu Xiangbei, and asked, "What are you doing?"

Xu Xiangbei raised his head and glanced at the big man, this person has a solid waist, rough skin like snake skin, two chest muscles like a ping pong racket, and a hair mole on his left lip.

Xu Xiangbei waved his hand in a dashing manner, his eyes were as usual, and his tone was domineering: "Go and tell Zhu Yuepo that I, Xu Xiangbei, have come." ”

"What? Xu Xiangbei?"

The bald man screamed, his wrist trembled, and the scimitar fell to the ground.

Although Xu Xiangbei is the first time to come to the territory of the Scorpion Swach tribe, the shadow of the so-called famous tree of people is unknown to anyone on the mainland at present? Over the years, his legend has been in the limelight on the mainland and has become a myth in the hearts of many people.

These low-level Scorpion Swach disciples also hated and feared Xu Xiangbei, how could they not panic when they saw it now.

The bald man hurriedly restrained his arrogant attitude, and then panicked into the space matrix and reported to his superiors. Xu Xiangbei came this time, I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse, this kind of dangerous thing should be handled by the superiors.

Not long after, the bald man came back in a hurry.

"Master Xu, the young patriarch is invited!"

Xu Xiangbei glanced at him, took out a fiery powder bag and threw it to him, "This is a meeting gift, for you." ”

The bald man took the powder pack, looked left and right, and didn't analyze what it was, but since it was Xu Xiangbei, it must be extraordinary.

How could he, a mountain village man in the era of cold weapons, identify this explosive blended with nitrate, carbon and sulfur?

The spatial matrix only sent Xu Xiangbei to the mountainside of Magpie Mountain, and out of the teleportation array, the disciple came to pass the word, Zhu Yuepo did not allow him to fly on this holy mountain, only on foot.

Now that Yanru is in his hands, Xu Xiangbei can only do so, and he goes up the stairs all the way up the mountain, and Xu Xiangbei is more and more frightened.

Because he saw that there were a number of Protector Warriors distributed on the more than 2,000 steps leading from the mountainside to the top of the mountain, and the disciples of the Scorpion Swach Clan were terrifyingly strong, the worst of them had also reached the War Saint Realm, and there were countless War Ghost powerhouses, and there were more than 1,000 people who had reached the Battle Dragon Realm along the way.

And, I don't know how many peerless masters are hidden in the dark.

No wonder the Scorpion Swach clan can sweep away the other three major clans in half a year, with their background, if they do their best, I am afraid that except for the Snow Smoke Sect, the Evil Sect and the Heroic Soul Pavilion, there is no one in the world who can resist.

This is also too strange, the Scorpion Swach clan in the past was only the weakest of the four great clans, why did they come out on top overnight and become the head of the four major families worthy of the name?

Thinking of the secret letter given to him by the mute war dragon powerhouse, Xu Xiangbei vaguely guessed that the Scorpion Swach clan was secretly controlled by someone, and this person was not his enemy.

"Hmph, show off your might, did you take the Mighty Pill?"

Walking up the stairs of the verdant South Mountain Gate, he walked to a temporary open space on the top of the Scorpion Swach Mountain, and Xu Xiangbei saw that there were already more than 20 War Emperor powerhouses waiting here, and nearly 100 peak War Dragon powerhouses, all of them were on guard, looking like they were facing a great enemy.

At the end of the sight, there are four beautiful girls holding silver lightsabers, and among the four girls, there is a beauty sitting cross-legged with a face like a pear and a stunning temperament, which is the gorgeous contemporary Zhu Yanru.

Zhu Yanru was obviously imprisoned, her delicate body trembled, but she couldn't stand up.

But fortunately, she looked as usual and was safe and sound, it seems that this time Zhu Yuepo finally kept her word and did not embarrass Zhu Yanru.

Seeing Xu Xiangbei coming alone, Zhu Yanru's eyes immediately turned red, and her beautiful eyes were full of tears.

How many days and nights of longing, she finally saw this favorite man go to the tiger's den for her again, Xu Xiangbei must know that there is more than one bad luck in this trip, but he has no hesitation, this soft intestine chivalrous bones, made her cry silently.

"Brother North. A whispered call, tears in his eyes.

Xu Xiangbei stared at Zhu Yanru tightly, looking at her pupils, what a familiar look, he finally saw this long-lost love in her eyes again, even if it was death, there was no regret.

"Don't be nervous, I'm here!"

"Hehe......"

Xu Xiangbei was about to step forward, but he heard the laughter like a night owl, and the thin Zhu Yuepo walked out, smiled incompretentiously, and looked at Xu Xiangbei for a long time.

"Xu Xiangbei, you are really not afraid of death, I admire you for this. ”

Xu Xiangbei pursed his lips contemptuously: "Zhu Yuepo, I don't need your admiration, does the lion need the admiration of the jackal?"

Zhu Yuepo was annoyed by Xu Xiangbei's sarcasm, but before he could retort, Xu Xiangbei said again: "From the moment you hide behind the butts of these many strong people and threaten me with hostages, you and I are not the same person, you are destined to be a loser, because you dare not face me alone." ”

Xu Xiangbei's tone was unexciting, and he didn't put him in the same rank at all, and every sentence was like an awl, stabbing Zhu Yuepo's heart, especially the loser, which made him embarrassed.

Zhu Yuepo was born in the big clan since he was a child, but he was weak and sickly, and he couldn't practice the upper-level exercises, and was strategically abandoned by the elders in the clan, which was also an eternal pain in his heart.

But the more inferior a person is, the more sensitive he is, so he can't stand being despised and ridiculed, and if someone dares to do so, he will chase and kill to the ends of the earth.

Zhu Yuepo gritted his teeth: "Xu Xiangbei, this is the last time you insulted me before you died, and today when you go to the Scorpion Swach Clan, it will be a dead end." I'd like to see if you can be so calm when you're slaughtered like a dog. ”

"Beat him, I can't kill you, I will exhaust you. Give me the people of the war ghost class, whoever can kill this kid, I will reward 20 million silver dollars, and Ying-level combat skills!

There must be a brave man under the heavy reward, the strong man in the Scorpion Swach clan was restless, and countless people's nostrils erupted with excitement, and hundreds of figures admired it, and launched a wild bombardment towards Xu Xiangbei.

At this stage, the martial artists below the realm of the war dragon, in Xu Xiangbei's eyes, are no different from the fledgling war brothers.

The first opponent to bear the brunt is only the level of fighting ghosts, but Xu Xiangbei does not put it in his eyes, even if it is a ghost longing, why is he Xu Xiangbei afraid?

Xu Xiangbei didn't even take out his weapon, and cast a series of ghost steps, and an overwhelming phantom appeared, spreading in all directions.

Each phantom is similar to the entity, a phantom intercepts a war ghost powerhouse, and after a short encounter, dozens of war ghost powerhouses were hacked to death on the spot in an instant, and Xu Xiangbei was just defeated by a few phantom clones.

At his level, the numerical push can no longer pose a threat, unless there is an opponent of the same magnitude to come to consume.

"Xuanbing Black Flame Palm!"

"Nirvana!"

"Wuyue Broken Spine Fist!"

Countless illusory martial arts were smashed out, and thousands of war ghost powerhouses were put down like mowing grass, and their limbs were broken in the sky above the sacred mountain of the Scorpion Swach tribe, which became the Shura slaughterhouse.

Looking at the blood and stumps all over the ground, Xu Xiangbei couldn't help but gag and almost vomited.

But war is so cruel, if you don't kill others, others will kill you, and there is no room for mercy and sympathy.

Perhaps it was the killing qi that was gathered, Xu Xiangbei's emotions gradually became high, and a bloody killing intent rose suddenly.

In less than half an hour, Zhu Yuepo watched a group of war ghost powerhouses fall into the sand one after another, and the war ghost powerhouses in his clan met Xu Xiangbei, like a lamb meeting a lion, like a tiger plundering a flock of sheep, and was killed to the point that he could not be defeated.

Bang bang, Zhu Yuepo sneered and applauded.

"Not bad, not bad, mighty, mighty!"

Zhu Yuepo smiled: "Xu Xiangbei, you are really powerful, my clan's war ghost powerhouse poured out of the nest, and he did nothing, and was slaughtered by you, but the more you resist, the more I will be happy when I trample you under my feet." ”

Looking at Zhu Yuepo, who regarded human life as a mustard, Xu Xiangbei frowned, and said coldly: "They are all your clan robes, everyone is in the same lineage, and they all believe in the god of magpies, why do you abandon their lives like a shoe?"

"Paoze?" Zhu Yuepo heard the stupidest words in the world, holding her stomach and laughing, "If they live, they will only waste resources and waste nutrients, if you don't kill this kind of waste, I will kill it." ”

"Moreover, don't you think that this blood-stained holy mountain is more beautiful and holy, this is not only a magpie, it is simply a phoenix!"

Xu Xiangbei frowned coldly at Zhu Yuepo, this person is a madman, too terrible, so cruel and perverted, his brain has been invaded by demons!

The Heaven and Earth Lack War Dragon Brothers, guarding Zhu Yuepo's side, looking at this young patriarch who did not change, glanced at each other, and saw the resentment and grief in the other party's eyes.

Zhu Yuepo watched Xu Xiangbei's phantom in the field gradually return to one, a little unhappy, and said with a strange smile: "Don't let this kid rest, keep fighting for me, the war ghost is dead, give me the war dragon, hurry." ”

Although Xu Xiangbei was not injured just now, in order to sweep away nearly a thousand battle ghost powerhouses, he also used an extremely expensive True Yuan mastery, and at this moment, his face was sweaty, and his breathing was a little short.

Seeing that hundreds of war dragon powerhouses were shouting to kill, Xu Xiangbei didn't dare to underestimate the enemy, so without saying a word, he took out the Soul Breaking Knife and greeted him.

"Nether Pupil. ”

Xu Xiangbei didn't have to deliberately aim, because there were opponents everywhere, and two dazzling beams of light shot out, and in an instant, a group of war dragon powerhouses howled miserably and fell to the ground.

In the sky, blood fell like a shower, and someone fell down with a wail every second, and at this moment, Xu Xiangbei's eyes were also covered with red silk, and his clothes were soaked with sweat.

"Huhu...... Fuck you sister, what the fuck is this fighting, it's a massacre, don't push me again......"

Xu Xiangbei was short of breath, his heart was beating wildly, and his spirit was also stimulated by the smell of blood.

The battle with the strong man of the war dragon is not as easy as with the strong man of the war ghost, although the number of the opponent is much smaller, but Xu Xiangbei has to be distracted by the defense, because the martial arts of the strong man of the war ghost can break his defense.

It was no joke to be hit by the strong man of the war dragon with all his strength, he didn't have the leisure to recuperate in this group of enemies.

"It's not a way to go on like this. ”

Suddenly, Xu Xiangbei's mind flashed: "I almost forgot, I have other preparations." ”

Xu Xiangbei space-time Na Ring emitted a dazzling light, and many cloth bags flew out of it and smashed at the opponents around him.

"What kind of thing is this? Xu Xiangbei, what tricks are you playing?" Zhu Yuepo looked at with interest.

(End of chapter)