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The snowy grassland echoed with arrogant shouts and laughter, and the snow barbarians stared at this scene with blood-red eyes, gritted their teeth, clenched their fists, and held cold broadswords.

Endure!

The old patriarch had already ordered, no matter how great the humiliation was, as long as he could keep the inheritance of the Snow Barbarian Clan, it was worth it.

We have been abandoned by the god of snow, but we must not give up on ourselves.

The warriors of the Snow Barbarian Clan, you must be strong to survive.

In the ice and snow grassland, the snow barbarians trembled with anger, but no one dared to move for half a minute, Mo Protector held his daughter Xue Qiao's hand tightly, for fear that this kind girl would not be able to help but rush out.

The old patriarch sat down on the grass, a hot whip mark appeared behind his back, he didn't dare to choose to resist, his body curled up on the grass, slowly raised his head, looked at the direction of the second gang leader of the Grass Eagle Gang, Sapumo, didn't care about the blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, and said, "The second gang leader is here, I don't know what happened to the road?" ”

Sapumo, who was in the distance, waved the mace in his hand, and Ha Luha smiled and said, "This gang leader has specially come to inform you of the news that the Mingjin clan, which is less than fifty miles away from your snow barbarian clan, has all disappeared last night. ”

When the words fell, the old patriarch's heart shook violently, and his face turned even paler.

He naturally heard the sound of Sappmo, the Mingjin clan is a tribe under the grassland snow mountain whose overall strength is slightly better than the snow barbarians, but he didn't expect it to be wiped out overnight! And the people who destroyed it were obviously the Grass Eagle Gang!

Sappmore's words already contain a strong sense of threat.

He wanted to destroy the Snow Barbarian Clan, but it was just a thought at his fingertips.

The Mingjin clan was wiped out overnight last night, and he still hasn't gotten any news, and the Grass Eagle Gang has already pressed ......

The strength of the Grass Eagle Gang is stronger than you imagined!

The old patriarch's face was like ashes, and the slightest hint of resistance in his heart was gone, and his tone was light, "Please...... The second gang leader commanded. ”

Hearing this, Sappmore suddenly raised his voice and burst into laughter!

This is the domineering spirit of the king of the grassland, how dare you not know each other as a mere snow barbarian?

The eyes of everyone in the Snow Barbarian Clan were full of hatred, but they could only endure it.

After laughing wildly, Sappmo raised his voice and said, "Old man, listen, since you know each other and are not as short-sighted as the people of the Mingjin clan, our Grass Eagle Gang will not do anything to kill chickens and take eggs. Sappmore paused, then said in a loud voice, "You will immediately prepare a thousand snow horses, six thousand divine coins, and a hundred stone of grain!" ”

The words fell, and in an instant, the entire Snow Barbarian Clan was in an uproar!

"This ...... Isn't that going to push us to the brink of extinction? ”

"Without food and horses, how can we survive this winter?"

"Besides, we don't have that many at all."

Suddenly, a big man of the Snow Barbarian Clan rushed out on horseback and said angrily, "Grass Eagle Gang, you have paid enough money and food every year, and you are so hard to force each other today, aren't you worried about God's punishment?" ”

Shout! Shout! Shout!

In an instant, the bow and crossbow were fired, and the snow barbarian man was instantly pierced all over his body, and he fell down sharply before he could let out any wail.

"God's punishment?" Sappmore smiled haughtily, his eyes filled with contempt and disdain, "Don't forget, you are a tribe forgotten by the gods, and even if there are gods, your gods are me!" You, worship my Grass Eagle Gang as a god! ”

The horse neighed as it raised its head to the sky and was shot like a hedgehog.

The brains of all the people of the entire Snow Barbarian Clan shook violently, and for a moment, there was a roar of incomparably angry rage!

"Kill these thieves!"

"Fight with them! The warriors of the Snow Barbarian Clan, not afraid of death! ”

If it weren't for the fact that a few respected Dharma protectors in the clan were suppressing the scene, many warriors of the Snow Barbarian Clan would probably rush out to fight to the death with the Grass Eagle Gang!

However, if the conflict really breaks out completely, only the Snow Barbarians will be destroyed!

"Quiet! Be quiet! ”

After the old patriarch was shocked by luck and shouted a few times, the situation on the field gradually calmed down, and he looked at Saplemo with hatred.

Sappmore had been watching it all with a sneer.

In his opinion, these things in front of him are just ants-like existences.

Hate?

The more you hate, the better.

As long as the people of these tribes maintain enough hatred, they will be able to survive tenaciously, so that they can come and plunder year after year......

The old patriarch's face turned purple at this moment, and he slowly looked up at Sappmo, his voice pleading, "Second gang leader, there really isn't so much surplus food in our clan!" ”

"Shut up!" The man who threw the old patriarch off his horse and killed the old patriarch's horse with the whip before scolded angrily, and the long whip in his hand snapped loudly out of thin air, "You dare to bargain with the gang leader? Do you want the Snow Barbarians to be exterminated? ”

"No......" The old patriarch was distraught, his hands were propped up on the cold grass, and he kowtowed desperately to Saplemo, "The helper is aware that our snow barbarians have handed in the grain several times this year, and the surplus grain left for the winter is not much, and it is far from meeting the requirements of the helper!" ”

Bang bang bang!

The old patriarch knocked his head one after another.

All for the continuation of the clan and inheritance.

On the ice and snow meadow, blood was faintly seeping out.

Snow, freezing cold.

Sappmore looked down at the old patriarch, and at this time, a man beside him whispered in his ear, "What this old thing said should be true. ”

Sappmore nodded softly, and then raised his voice, "How many of you have?" ”

The old patriarch raised his head as if he had been amnestied, his forehead was already bloodstained and stained with blood at this moment, and he said loudly, "We, the Snow Barbarian Clan, can send five hundred horses, three thousand god coins, and fifty stone of grain to the helper......

"Bastard!"

The long whip man glared angrily, and the long whip in his hand slapped directly on the old patriarch's back, leaving a blood-red mark again, "I don't know what the old thing is!" The conditions proposed by our helper, you dare to directly halve them? Hum! Not to mention that you snow barbarians are all there is to this, if you look at the past, there are at least seven or eight hundred horses! ”

The old patriarch spat out a mouthful of blood, although his strength was not weak in the Snow Barbarian Clan, but the long-whipped man in front of him was one of the five masters under the command of Sappmo, Qiandang! The strength was strong, and the long whip was waved, and the old patriarch was even more afraid to resist, so he could only stubbornly put it to the side, and then raised his head with difficulty and said, "Help...... Helper, these ...... It's really the most we Snow Barbarians can come up with! No matter how much we have, our people won't be able to survive this winter. ”

"Lao Tzu still cares if you can survive the winter?" Qiandang shouted angrily, and the long whip in his hand slapped down again, this whip hit the old patriarch's head directly, if it hit, I am afraid that his head will be broken and he will die!

Call!

The long whip fell sharply.

"Stop!"

With a loud shout, a figure suddenly rushed out, and with a loud bang, the scabbard slammed into the long whip, blocking this deadly attack.

The figure flashed sharply and protected the old patriarch.

Mo Dharma Protector!

The horse under his crotch was frightened, and he took a few steps back, and raised his head and neighed. However, Qiandang's riding skills were quite exquisite, and he instantly calmed the frightened horse, his eyes widened, and he stared at Mo Protector fiercely, "You still dare to resist?" ”

"Helper!" At this time, Mo Protector directly arched his hand towards Sapumo, and said in a loud voice, "There is a request below. ”

Saplemo waved his hand, and a smile appeared on his face, "You are the number one warrior of the Snow Barbarian Clan, Mo Xinghe?" ”

"Exactly."

"Okay, what this gang leader admires most is warriors." Sappmore laughed and said, "What do you want?" ”

Mo Xinghe clenched the long knife in his hand and said in a deep voice, "The Snow Barbarian Clan is by no means ignorant, and has willingly paid tribute to the Grass Eagle Gang with everything they can contribute, what the patriarch said is already the limit of what we can hand over!" If the gang leader is not satisfied...... "Mo Xinghe gritted his teeth, "I am willing to fight bravely and challenge the gang leader in the name of the snow god!" If you win by luck, please help the main network open up and accept the tribute from our Snow Barbarians. ”

As soon as the words fell, there was an uproar of laughter in the grass eagle gang of horses.

"How dare you challenge our helper?"

"I really don't know whether to live or die!"

At this moment, the old patriarch's face also changed, and his expression showed a burst of sadness, of course he knew that Mo Xinghe's strength was definitely far inferior to Sapumo, but the old patriarch understood what Mo Xinghe meant, he wanted to save a glimmer of life for the snow barbarians through a battle to the death.

He is ready...... Sacrifice!

Sure enough, when Mo Xinghe's words fell, Sappmo looked at Mo Xinghe with interest, and after a moment, he smiled and said, "Not bad!" The leader of this gang has always admired brave warriors! It's just ......" the corners of Sappmore's mouth raised a trace of disdain, and he turned to say proudly, "Since you have issued a challenge in the name of the Snow God, this gang leader will not refuse!" It's just that the person who fights is not the leader of this gang! Tianyao, you play with him. ”

"Yes! Master. A big man rushed out, also holding a big knife in his hand, glancing at Mo Xinghe with a sneer in his eyes, and sneered, "Just by virtue of you, you are qualified to challenge our helper?" ”

At this time, Sappmo spoke up, "Mo Xinghe, you can go through three moves in Tianyao's hands, and this gang leader will be as you wish." ”

Three moves!

Strong self-confidence!

"Conversely, if you can't go through three moves, then ...... Hey, Snow Barbarian guys, whether or not you can survive this winter, you must pay the amount that this gang leader demands! One less god coin, the Mingjin clan...... It's a lesson for you! ”

The big knife in Mo Xinghe's hand came out of its sheath, and a cold light flashed, and at this moment, his expression was extremely grim.

This person in front of you, Tianyao! It has a great reputation in the ice and snow grassland, and is known as the 'Blood Knife' Tianyao! Among the five masters under the command of Sappmore, he is one of the best!

Even if it is three moves, Mo Xinghe definitely does not have the slightest negligence and carelessness.

The opponent is an absolute powerhouse.

This battle is even more related to the life and death fate of the Snow Barbarians!

However, Mo Xinghe is also confident in his own strength, although the Blood Knife Tianyao is strong, he can also faintly feel his strength, and if he wants to take three moves in his hands, he will definitely be able to.

"Drive!"

Blood Knife Tianyao, at this moment, the horse rushed up, the long knife in his hand pointed obliquely at the sky, Sen Han's eyes glanced at Mo Xinghe, suddenly, the momentum of Blood Knife Tianyao's body, like a flood suddenly lacking an embankment, erupted and swarmed out, and the wind swept towards Mo Xinghe.

The momentum is skyrocketing!

In an instant, Mo Xinghe's face suddenly changed!