Any world is based on strength, even in the chaotic world.

In the Wan Mang Mountains, strength is king, and strength is respected.

The strength of the Xia tribe is indeed far beyond that of the other tribes, and any world in the void world can be called the king and hegemon, that is, in this great wilderness world, the hearts of the people are simple, or in other words, the ambition is not too big, and this Xia tribe will be at peace with the surrounding tribes.

But even if there is nothing to do, I'm afraid it won't last long.

The strength of the Xia tribe is too strong, it has been so strong that it has to expand and have to annex the surrounding tribes.

This is determined by the strength of the clan.

The more powerful the clan, the more resources it needs.

Obviously, the demand for resources of the Xia tribe has far exceeded the current resource supply of the tribe, and it has to move towards the road of external expansion.

Even if their methods were naïve, their reasons sounded a little funny, just like the reasons given by Xia Hao in the sacrificial hall.

But all this does not change the nature of the event.

The expansion of the Xia tribe began.

The salt well of the Zhao tribe is just a small step they have taken.

"It's okay, it's just a superficial injury, not dead!"

The clouds flew out, and soon someone rushed up to check the injuries.

The people of the Great Wilderness World have rough skin and thick flesh, and the strength of their bodies is amazing, and the clouds look serious on the surface, but in fact, they are only scorched by the heat on the outside, and there is not much damage on the inside.

But the effect is amazing.

The crushing instant kill gave the Zhao tribe a critical damage, whether it was Zhao Yi, or the priest, or the people of the tribe who came to watch the battle, their faces were hard to see.

"Next!!"

Xia Mu struck a blow, his face was even heavier, his head was held high, and he swept over Wang Tong and the others triumphantly, with disdain in his eyes.

"Bastard!"

Jin scolded and was about to play, but he felt his shoulders sinking, and a strong force pressed his body, and he couldn't even lift his legs again.

"You're ......!"

Turning his head to look, it was Hao, who had always been inconspicuous, put his left hand on his shoulder, and his fluttering left hand was like a thousand weights.

"I'll do it!"

Wang Tong said with a smile, stepped into the field, walked to the opposite side of Xia Mu, and hugged his fists, "Zhao tribe, Hao!!"

"Hao, good!"

Xia Mu's gaze narrowed slightly, his figure flashed, and he rushed to Wang Tong's face, punching it out, and the red light flashed.

In the face of this punch, Wang Tong did not make a hard connection, but flashed lightly.

The footsteps are agile and the blue light is faintly shining

The blow missed, and Natsuki immediately turned back to defend.

Boom!!!

With a muffled sound, Xia Mu took a few steps back, his face flushed, but he was punched by Wang Tong.

"Damn it!"

He steadied his steps, and his face felt a burst of hot chagrin.

Although he seems to be polite on the surface, in fact, he has never taken this group of country boys in the Zhao tribe in his eyes, and he didn't expect to be accidentally beaten back a few steps by this guy, which is really a loss of face, and after he goes back, I'm afraid he will be laughed at by those boys for a while.

"Give me death!"

Embarrassed and angry, he raised his hand violently, and several fist-sized fireballs appeared, flying towards Wang Tong.

"Not good!"

Seeing the fireball flying out, the Zhao people outside the court all showed anxious looks, and Zhao Yi's fists were even tighter, staring at the field, ready to rush up to save people at any time.

Puff puff......

What was surprising was that in the face of the fireballs, Wang Tong did not retreat, but raised his hand to point out, and a faint cyan light blade flashed in the space around him, and then accurately hit the fireballs, cutting some of the fireballs from the middle.

The fireballs that had been dissected were no longer powerful, and they were all dissipated.

"Good!!"

The exquisite manipulation power made the Zhao people outside the court can't help but cheer.

Even Zhao Yi and the priest showed surprise.

I didn't expect this inconspicuous kid to have such a strong and subtle control over supernatural powers.

And in the field, Xia Mu, who had been broken by the fireball supernatural power, couldn't hang up even more, and rushed towards Wang Tong with a roar, and his speed was a few points faster than before.

But he can't be faster than Wang Tong.

At this time, Wang Tong exerted the speed advantage of the wind god power to the extreme, the blue light flashed under his feet, turning into a green shadow, and he easily dodged Xia Mu's attack, and the cyan wind blades continued to send out, shooting towards Xia Mu from all directions.

Xia Mu in the field was scurrying like a headless fly, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't touch a single hair of Wang Tong, but his body was cut by the wind blade, and blood flowed and dripped on the field.

On the sidelines, the Zhao people began to cheer, while several people from the Xia clan were silent, their gloomy faces flashing with anger.

"Wood, you idiot, don't play with him anymore, hurry up and deal with him!!"

On the sidelines, the girl in red shouted, "If you don't solve him, don't play with us in the future!"

Listening to the girl's words, Xia Mu's face turned white, and the rampaging body in the field stopped violently and stood in the middle of the field.

The red light around him became more and more vigorous, and the momentum became more and more powerful, and it became more and more dangerous.

His face was gloomy, and he didn't care about the cuts around him that were cut by the wind blade, and he didn't care about the wind blades that were still flying in.

Although these blades were sharp, they were only able to inflict skin wounds on him.

A dangerous aura spread from his body, and several people of the Xia clan began to slowly retreat, while the other Zhao clansmen discovered this and subconsciously began to retreat.

"Hao, be careful of Natsuki!"

Someone kindly reminded that this look, at first glance, you know that you are holding back a big move!

"This is too obvious, do you really think that it will take so long for you to change your outfit as a Saint Seiya?!"

Wang Tong also stopped, the wind blade in the sky disappeared, and with a finger of his hand, a dark cyan light shot out, and in an instant, it appeared on Xia Mu's right leg.

Burst!!

With a soft thud, the cyan wind blade pierced his right calf, forming a piercing wound.

"Ugh!!"

Xia Mu, who was holding back his big move, turned pale violently, only felt a sharp pain in his right leg, and could no longer support his body, his feet were weak, and he fell to the ground, and the powerful momentum that had just accumulated around his body disappeared.

Call!!

A layer of red light instantly enveloped him.

The figure flashed, but it was Xia Hao who appeared in the field, raised his hand and patted it, slapping it on his body, extinguishing the red light.

But at this moment, Xia Mu's whole body was already scorched black by the red light, just like the cloud just now.

This is exactly the backlash after the supernatural power is interrupted.

Shooting away the red light, Xia Hao lifted Xia Mu out of the field and put it on the ground, and at that moment, a young man bent down and covered him with dark red ointment.

"Unexpectedly, there are also talents in the Zhao clan!" Xia Hao put down Xia Mu and landed on Wang Tong's body, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the killing intent emerged.

His hero, my enemy!

This kid is young, but his magical powers are extremely ingenious, unlike other people, who are all rampage with their physical bodies and supernatural powers.

When you start to do it, it is very methodical, and it is not at all like the means that a wild boy should have.

Facing Xia Hao's pressure, Wang Tong's face was calm.

"Wash, go and meet the master of the Zhao clan. ”

"Yes!"

The boy known as Xi was the eldest of the five Xia clan, and he was much calmer than Xia Mu.

He walked up to the field step by step, his eyes seemed to be glued to Wang Tong's body, and Wang Tong's eyes couldn't help but narrow.

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