The southern wilderness, with many mountains and forests, Yang Tian did not deliberately go to the road, but like a mortal, walking in the mountains and forests, he left the Red Leaf City far away, left the small city he was familiar with, and walked towards the distance.

Along the way, I have met a lot of fierce beasts, these fierce beasts, hidden in the mountains, every time a warrior accidentally intrudes into its territory, it will go crazy, and the future life will be swallowed.

There are even some fierce beasts, when they can't find their prey, they will break into some tribes, wreak havoc, eat and drink and leave!

But after Yang Tian passed by, most of these fierce beasts were just Xuanjie, and they died violently one by one, and after a martial artist found out, they immediately dragged the corpses of these fierce beasts back to the tribe and became the meat of the tribe containing powerful qi and blood.

For these, Yang Tian didn't care, his cultivation had already broken through to the martial artist realm, and the demand for meat was no longer as dependent as it was in the martial arts realm, and now he only needed to eat some meat occasionally.

"I don't know where the seven-colored fire will be?" When Yang Tian walked, his eyes were full of thought, but the world was so big, he didn't know where the seven-colored fire would appear!

Half a year has passed since he left Red Leaf City, and in the past half a year, he has passed through many tribes, met many martial artists, and inquired about the whereabouts of the seven-colored fire, but the people who asked have basically never heard of it, which makes Yang Tian very disappointed in his heart.

In the blink of an eye, more than half a month has passed, and the cultivation in Yang Tian's body has become more sophisticated, although every month of penance, although it will be swallowed up by the chrysanthemum in his body, but after being devoured, Yang Tian suddenly found that his cultivation speed seemed to have improved a lot.

In the past six months, his cultivation has improved, and even, he believes, it won't be long before he has the qualifications to break through the fivefold martial artist realm!

On this day, Yang Tian was a little tired from walking, and sat cross-legged in a valley to rest, but only more than half an hour passed, and suddenly from outside the valley, there was a sound of angry scolding, and the crying sound mixed with this angry scolding.

Yang Tian frowned and wanted to leave, but at this moment, a tall strong man walked in from outside the valley and saw Yang Tian at a glance.

"Oh, brothers, hurry up, there is a young man here, who looks like fine skin and tender meat, he will definitely be able to sell for a good price!" The strong man's voice immediately sounded and entered Yang Tian's mind.

Yang Tian's eyes flashed with coldness, the martial artist in front of him had knotted muscles on his body, obviously his physical strength was very good, and he even exuded the dual aura of the martial artist realm from his body, which looked very powerful.

When Yang Tian frowned, the dress of this strong man made him feel a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

After the strong man finished speaking, more than a dozen warriors immediately came in behind him, and in their hands, they were holding long ropes, and on each rope, there were more than ten warriors tied, most of these warriors were surrounded by animal skins, and they looked like they should be people from the tribe, and a small number of warriors, wearing some coarse linen clothes, should be warriors from a small family who went out to practice.

These warriors all have scars on their bodies, and their faces are full of despair!

Especially some female warriors, the despair in their eyes is even worse!

Yang Tian looked at this scene, and couldn't help but feel disgusted with these strong men, and he recalled the identities of these people in his mind, no wonder they looked very familiar, it turned out that these people were all martial artists of the Black Wind Tribe.

"Young man, it's your bad luck to meet us, come over obediently, and bind your hands and feet yourself, so that we don't do it!" The martial artist who came in first looked at Yang Tian and said with a smile.

As soon as this martial artist finished speaking, the martial artists behind him laughed one by one, for Yang Tian here, they simply had the mentality of watching a play, especially, they couldn't feel any cultivation aura on Yang Tian's body, only the qi and blood in their bodies were very powerful, which made them a little frightened.

However, no matter how strong the qi and blood are, as long as they are not the cultivation of the martial artist realm, they are not afraid at all, not to mention that they still have so many people!

Yang Tian's eyes flickered with coldness, in the past half a year, except for killing some fierce beasts, he has rarely made any more moves, and the cultivation in his body has been restrained by him, but he never thought that he would suddenly encounter the martial artist of the Black Wind Tribe.

"You warriors of the Black Wind Tribe, I will kill one by one, now, give you a choice, pull out the long knife at your waist, and then commit suicide to apologize! Lest I do it myself later, and then you will not leave the whole corpse behind!" Yang Tian spoke calmly, his expression was very calm, the group of warriors of the Black Wind Tribe in front of him, the highest cultivation was the first strong man to come in, and the cultivation of the martial master realm was double, but this kind of cultivation was nothing at all in his eyes.

As soon as Yang Tian's words were finished, the valley was immediately quiet, and more than a dozen martial artists from the Black Wind Tribe looked at each other, and immediately laughed one by one.

Those bound warriors, after hearing Yang Tian's words, struggled to raise their heads, and after seeing that Yang Tian was just a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, their originally hopeful eyes immediately dimmed.

In their hearts, how tall can a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy be, even if he has cultivation?

"Since ancient times, heroes have come out of teenagers! Boy, have you heard too many stories and want to find death? The strong man laughed loudly and said coldly, he sensed Yang Tian's cultivation again, and indeed he didn't sense anything, and suddenly his eyes were even more disdainful.

"I'll count three times, if you can't do it, then I'll have to do it myself!" Yang Tian returned calmly, and there was no panic in his words.

"You count, Lao Tzu, see how you do it yourself? Want to tickle it? Ha ha! The strong man said with a laugh.

"Three!" Yang Tian didn't pay attention to it at all, and counted down calmly in his mouth.

"I don't believe it, how powerful your doll can be!"

"Two!" Yang Tian continued to count down!

"Come, Lao Tzu is standing here, I'll let you make three moves, see what you can do to me?"

"One!"

After the word "one" came out, Yang Tian raised his head violently and looked at the strong man, his eyes, at this moment, revealed a cold glow, which immediately made the strong man's body tremble.

Immediately, Yang Tian's body moved, and immediately turned into an afterimage, appearing in front of this strong man, in the panic of this strong man, Yang Tian's right hand was raised, and grabbed the other party's throat, and then his five fingers were forced, only to hear the "click", the strong man's head immediately tilted down.

This scene happened very quickly, and the others didn't react at all, and the strong man lost his life.

Immediately, Yang Tian kicked this strong man away, looked up at the next warrior of the Black Wind Tribe, and his body moved again!