The wind in the wilderness was blowing fiercely, from the barren yellow sand to the haygrass uplifting, the wind was like the roar of wild beasts, and the noise was endless. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

One day, late at night.

A group of people rode a giant beast from the east of the northern wilderness, all the way west, connecting five cities.

The banners of the Thunder King on the five cities were all cut off and replaced with a new royal flag, the banner - Gale!

A group of savage people, rolling up their sleeves, lighting firewood, eating wine and meat, grinning and talking.

"I heard about the destruction of the Canglei Kingdom earlier, Lao Tzu still didn't believe it, but now it seems that the rumors are all true! The Canglei King is really ridiculous, he was called the king in less than a hundred days, and he was served by the Phantom Ice Country and the royal city!" The dark-skinned strong man wiped the oil and water from the corners of his mouth and sprayed the meat residue.

"But isn't it, I heard that the Thunder King has too much appetite, and he actually moved his mind on the territory of the Phantom Ice Country, how can the Phantom Ice Queen be the master to be provoked, and he is to blame for the destruction of the country!" Another short, fat half-old man, prying his two whiskers to express his opinions.

"But I heard that the Phantom Ice Country also paid a terrible price for this, the old general of the Snow Village was killed in that battle, and the Phantom Ice Queen was also seriously injured! Why don't we take this opportunity to take all the cities in the Canglei Country?" the fair-skinned young man excitedly proposed.

The black man was slightly angry: "A little ghost is a little ghost, and he doesn't know how important it is! If the city in this country is really so easy to take, why should my king wait until now!"

The young man lowered his head stupidly and muttered in a low voice: "Didn't there be King Lei at that time, although he was not yet king, he was able to kill the old general of Snow Village, and his strength was not weak, so I didn't dare to act rashly, right?"

"Stinky little ghost!!When will I get the hang of it?" the black man was obviously the leader of this group of people, and he hated that iron could not be made of steel.

"Hey, General He doesn't have to be angry, just stop the next city, and leave the rest to the Black Rock Kingdom, we just sit on the mountain and watch the martial arts." The short and fat old man hurriedly opened his mouth.

At this moment, a figure slowly walked from the darkness to the group of people, and the light of the bonfire reflected the shadow of the man, pulling the elder.

"Who is it?" the black man found out about the situation, stood up vigilantly, and looked at the visitor with a solemn face.

It was a young man, dressed in a black shirt, and the fierce wind blew on his thin body, a thin figure, and that body was exceptionally strong.

The boy did not answer, but walked forward step by step, stepping heavily on the shallow grass with a clear crunching sound, and carrying a huge black knife on his back, which was a cut higher than his whole person.

The black man's eyebrows tightened, and he felt an ominous aura rushing towards him, and it was strange that he couldn't feel the oncoming kid, even the slightest sign of soul power.

"Little ghost, don't stop, don't blame Lao Tzu for being welcome!" the black man spoke again, his voice fierce and full of murderous intent.

With this angry rebuke, thousands of people behind the black man got up one after another, and the formation was huge, and the scene was particularly spectacular.

The young man really stopped, and stood still with a lot of face, and did not take half a step forward.

"Everyone, please go back, my eldest brother asked me to tell you that the city you occupied will soon be taken back, as if nothing happened, with the place where I am standing now, beyond here is death, and if you leave here, you can live!"

The words blurted out from the young man's mouth, sounding casual, without a trace of arrogance, without a trace of murderous intent, and without any domineering at all, as if telling a bland story, but it covered an inexplicable pressure, oppressing the hearts of everyone on the other side.

"What a big breath! Who is your eldest brother?" The black man is the head of the army, how can he be bluffed by a little ghost, let alone a little ghost who has no soul power at all.

The young man was very calm, he raised his head, his eyes swept indifferently like water to the thousands of people in front of him, and spit out three words: "Reverse Heavenly King!"

"Reverse Heavenly King, Reverse Heavenly King......" The black man turned his head to look at the rest of the people, and then looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "Haha...... Did you hear that? Against the Heavenly King, Lao Tzu is so scared!"

"Haha......" The rest of the people also coaxed, laughing so exaggeratedly that they were on their backs, and the laughter floated through the moor of the night......

"Sting!"

Just as the laughter was filling, a sound of ground friction came from not far ahead, and everyone stopped laughing one after another, looking at the place where the sound sounded in confusion.

I saw that the young man took out the big knife on his back and drew a long mark along the ground under his feet, and after a while, the young man stopped.

Thousands of people led by the black man were also stunned, and they all looked at it from afar, not knowing why.

"Whoosh!"

The young man suddenly moved, he put away the big knife and put it on his back again, his feet stepped on the ground, rubbing a large spark, only to see an afterimage rushing towards everyone, some of the little minions could not see any traces at all, only felt a gust of wind rushing in their faces.

The whole action was done in one go, and no one knew when the boy put away the knife, but when the boy stopped again, he was still standing where he was before, and under his feet, there was still the knife mark that had just been cut, which was what he called the dividing line.

To the west of the dividing line, there was a figure in the direction where the boy came, he was tall and strong, with dark skin, and everyone present knew him except the boy!

"I'm sorry, but as I said, crossing that line is death. ”

The boy's face was expressionless, his tone was still calm as water, and he clenched his small but strong fist.

"This ...... Lao Tzu clearly didn't come by himself!" The black man was confused, he didn't know why he was in such a place.

"Boom!"

The fist landed on the black man's tiger-like head, and a punch sent him dozens of meters away, spilling hot blood along the way.

"Whoosh!"

The boy moved again, and this time he brought two fellows, one a short and fat old man, and the other a white young man, whose fate was like that of a black man, and they died under the heavy blow.

As if he felt that it was almost over, the young man patted the dust on his hands, glanced at the group of dumbfounded and trembling crowds, and opened his mouth to say: "If you cross here, you will die, and if you leave here, you will live." Oh yes, my eldest brother is the king of the heavens, this is my eldest brother's territory, don't come if you have nothing to do, because ...... I will keep an eye on you day and night. ”

"Hell, help......"

The group cried and cried wolf, turned around and fled with their legs spread, and never dared to look back again.

"Uncle Bai is really powerful, but why don't you kill them all, lest they go back to report the news, and those who die at your hands are all powerful figures in the Gale Country. ”

A voice came from behind the young man, who slowly turned around, his brows furrowed slightly.