The Lihe tribe fell into dead silence again.

After the horrific scene three days ago, the nightmare struck again.

And this time, it's even more terrifying.

Nearly 10,000 warriors of the Black Water Tribe, like dark clouds, surrounded by black pressure, and the earth shook like thunder.

Xia Sheng was quickly alarmed and hurriedly ran out of the small side house next to Lin Mu's house.

When she saw the horrific situation outside, she lost her face.

However, after a moment, she remembered that Master seemed to have anticipated today's scene and remained calm, and her fearful heartstrings immediately eased a lot.

"You're the dead girl who defeated the combination of five warriors of my Blackwater tribe?"

In the oppressive atmosphere, a voice suddenly sounded.

Xia Sheng looked in the direction where the voice came, and the first thing he saw was a middle-aged man, his heart was dark, and the aura of this middle-aged man was even stronger than the five elders last time.

However, it was not the middle-aged man who spoke, but a teenager next to the person.

"What about me?"

With Lin Mu behind his back, Xia Sheng didn't panic like last time, and said with his small chest.

"Good."

The young man's face was violent, "Fight with me, if you can hold on to more than ten moves in my hands, follow me in the future, otherwise you will die." ”

After that, he didn't care about Xia Sheng's agreement or disagreement, and went straight out of the sword.

Swish!

A silver long sword, like a white horse, cut through the void and stabbed at Xia Sheng.

"Bell."

Xia Sheng didn't expect the other party to be so rude, so he hurriedly resisted.

The sword fire burst out, Xia Sheng only felt a tingling in his wrist, and was repelled on the spot, stumbling six or seven steps before barely stopping.

"This is your swordsmanship? It's so disappointing, in that case, then you don't need to live, let me kill you. ”

The violent young man had a cruel face, and he took out his sword again, wanting to kill Xia Sheng directly.

Xia Sheng was flustered and at a loss.

"Thirty degrees to the left, take a step back, and draw the sword forty-three degrees counterclockwise to the right, and the tip of the sword is tilted down ten degrees."

At this moment, Lin Mu's voice came into her ears.

Hearing this, Xia Sheng's spirits were greatly lifted, and the situation of the three days resurfaced in her mind.

In her mind, Lin Mu's swordsmanship, that is, the swordsmanship of the gods, must be more than enough to deal with this violent boy.

In fact, as she retreated, her figure immediately evaded the violent boy's killer blow.

"Not good."

The violent boy sensed the crisis and hurriedly retreated.

Even so, it was still a little slower, and Xia Sheng's sword blade tore across his arm, leaving a deep wound on his arm.

It is completely conceivable that if it weren't for his quick reaction, Xia Sheng's sword would probably stab him directly in the chest.

"Huh?"

The middle-aged man behind the violent young man suddenly had a look of surprise on his face, and the look that he didn't care much about became serious.

"Cheap girl."

The violent boy was furious, "Give me death." ”

Out of the sword, it is even more tricky and ruthless.

"Take two steps sideways to the left, and draw the sword thirty degrees clockwise to the right, and the tip of the sword twenty degrees upward."

Lin Mu's voice was still unhurried.

Xia Sheng was relieved, the master's shot was really unusual, and he easily injured this violent young man.

Immediately, she conscientiously followed Lin Mu's guidance.

"Retreat."

The violent boy sensed the crisis again, and this time, a cold sword aura pointed directly at his throat.

Rao reacted quickly, or was he left a bloody wound on his face by the blade, and his face, which was originally quite handsome, suddenly became bloody and terrifying.

"Ah,, you're so vicious."

The violent boy is about to go crazy.

"Take two steps forward and draw your sword at a fifteen-degree clockwise angle to the left."

"One step to the left, straight line, all your might."

"Collect the strength, only seven points, the sword to the left clockwise ten degrees, and thirty degrees to the two swords respectively......"

Xia Sheng ignored him at all, and still under Lin Mu's guidance, he calmly drew his sword.

The violent boy was completely crushed, and there were more and more wounds on his body, and his expression was almost broken.

And at this moment, Xia Sheng only came out with seven swords.

The people of the Blackwater tribe in the rear all looked at each other.

The violent boy is Duan Qiyuan, the young master of the Blackwater Tribe, although his personality is very violent, he has to admit that his strength is still very strong, he is young, and his cultivation is already a martial arts triple.

But now, this is obviously a slap in the face.

Not long ago, Duan Qiyuan also amplified his words and asked Xia Sheng to take his ten swords, but now it seems that the fact is that the violent boy himself, I'm afraid that even Xia Sheng's ten swords can't stop it.

"That's enough."

At this moment, the middle-aged man behind the violent young man looked cold, and he snapped his fingers.

A sharp aura popped out, and the sword in Xia Sheng's hand was shaken away with a bang.

"I'm going to kill you."

Seeing that Xia Sheng had no weapon in his hand, the violent young man's eyes were fierce, and he raised his sword to kill Xia Sheng.

Bang!

A gray shadow rushed out and knocked him straight away.

The people of the Blackwater tribe immediately became vigilant, thinking that it was a secret weapon, but then they were stunned, it was not a secret weapon, but a puppy-like little wolf.

Such a small wolf actually knocked Duan Qiyuan, who had been cultivated into a martial arts triple, into the air?

The middle-aged man's gaze became deeper, although this little wolf was powerful, but he didn't care about it, what he cared about was the person behind the little wolf.

The little girl on the other side was obviously very poor in swordsmanship, but suddenly became a master.

There is only one explanation for this, and that is that there is a master behind her who is secretly directing.

"In Xia Lingfeng, the Great Elder of the Black Water Tribe, I have seen Your Excellency."

Immediately, the middle-aged man looked coldly at the hut behind Xia Sheng and said, "Your Excellency must also be a master, why hide like a rat, it is better to come out openly and meet Ling Feng." ”

But when he finished speaking, the room fell silent, and there was no response.

"What, Your Excellency, do you dare to do it?"

Ling Feng sneered, "My Blackwater Tribe has suffered such a big loss this time, it must be Your Excellency who is making trouble in the dark, does Your Excellency dare to interfere wantonly, and you don't have the courage to bear the punishment of my Blackwater Tribe?" ”

"Don't be rude to my master."

Xia Sheng rubbed the little hand with the tiger's mouth slightly cracked and his arm numb, and said to Ling Feng angrily.

"Little girl, flash me aside, I'll talk to your master, it's not your turn to interject."

Ling Feng stared at Xia Sheng coldly, and then continued to say contemptuously, "I don't care what your identity is, come out within ten breaths, otherwise I will burn this small tribe, and then see where you hide." ”

"Do you really want me to come out?"

In the ordinary cabin, a sigh was heard.

"Haha, you don't have to come out, but after ten breaths, I'm sure you'll regret it."

Ling Feng laughed even more.

He was still a little jealous of the people in the room at first, but the other party didn't come out for a long time, which he understood as fear, and the jealousy in his heart was suddenly replaced by disdain.