The whirring wind, the constant roar in the wilderness, the grass clippings blowing in the air, flying in all directions.

As far as the eye can see, there is an endless grassland, without any shelter.

Approaching winter, the temperature here is not as cold as in Northern Russia, but it is not much different.

"Those guys, it looks like they won't be here today. ”

On a high slope, there were a few figures standing, staring into the distance, dressed in black, with a thick cloak outside, no way, even if it is a martial cultivator, it is a little unbearable to be eroded by the cold wind every day here.

On the outside of the cloak, there is a special pattern embroidered, like fire and dragon, which is the symbol of the Inhumans.

They are the guards of the border between Huaxia and Gumeng, prohibiting Gumeng and all foreign powerhouses from stepping into Huaxia.

"After a little more guarding, we will retreat, and if nothing else, we can go back early. Iron Fist said slowly.

Hearing this, several members of the Inhuman Group beside him all smiled, and it was rare that those guys from Gumeng did not come to harass them again, and they were able to breathe for a while.

In this way, a few people sat and waited for dark, and seeing that the sun was about to set, a few people prepared to return in place.

However, they had barely taken a few steps when suddenly, someone fell.

An arrow was shot in the man's leg, causing him to fall to his knees.

When Iron Fist saw it, he suddenly roared, and the people around him immediately made a battle formation.

"Enemy attack!"

"Enemy attack!"

The people around him all turned around at the first time, and quickly took off the hat on their heads and blocked them in front of them.

Whoosh ......

There were several sounds of air being sliced, and arrows were shot at it.

Fortunately, the material of this hat is special, and it can be worn on the head at ordinary times, sheltering from the wind and rain, and when it is used as a shield, it can be taken down directly, and when the palm is pressed, it will be unfolded into a large pu fan, which will protect itself from archery attacks.

"How could they send so many people?"

"It's not good, they want to catch us all, Yanzi, you go quickly, report the news to Su Zi, and ask her to be careful of Gu Meng's raid. Iron Fist realized that this time Gu Meng's people were moving a little loudly, and eighty percent of them were deliberate.

"I'm not leaving. ”

"If you don't leave, it's too late, they must have premeditated when they made a move at this time. Iron Fist said solemnly.

Seeing that Iron Fist was very serious, Swallow couldn't refuse.

Finally, he gritted his teeth, glanced at his companion beside him, and said, "Wait for me, I will definitely bring someone to save you." ”

After saying that, his body flashed, and like a real swallow, he quickly disappeared in front of his eyes.

After seeing Yanzi leave, Iron Fist beckoned to his companions around him, "Block these guys and hold on until Yanzi brings someone over." ”

The combination of less than five people, facing the multiplicity of Gu Meng Martial Cultivators, no one dared to be careless, these Gu Meng Martial Cultivators, to a certain extent, were not much different from them.

Once upon a time, Gumeng was still the land of China, but now, it has long been another country, because of the history of being incorporated into the territory of China, the people of Gumeng, like the Chinese people, can cultivate vitality, Yuan power, some of the original cultivation methods, also spread to Gumeng, creating some of the strong people in Gumeng who are not weaker than today's Chinese martial arts cultivators.

In comparison, the other foreign powerhouses, the powerhouses of Gu Meng, were even more of a headache for the Inhuman Group, because their cultivation methods were almost the same.

Moreover, the people of Gumeng are good at martial arts, belong to the nation on horseback, are very brave and good at fighting, even ordinary people, they have very good physical fitness, not to mention those martial arts cultivators who practice martial arts.

According to the usual, Gu Meng's people would at most occasionally come to harass them, or provoke them and leave, but this time, so many martial cultivators appeared at once, which was obviously different from before.

Iron Fist led several partners to constantly fight with the ancient Mongolian martial cultivators, pulling them as much as possible to prevent chasing the swallow and intercepting the transmission of messages.

Iron Fist's strength is the strongest among several people, especially his fists, which are comparable to steel, and his name comes from this.

But this time, Gu Meng's martial cultivators came prepared, and they had a similar touch on the strength of the Iron Fist, and they directly used a soft net to envelop the Iron Fist and limit the play of their strength.

Iron Fist was trapped, and the rest of the Inhuman group, although they were not weak, could not stand up to the Gumeng Martial Cultivators, and they were all subdued in terms of numbers.

After that, he used these people as a threat and signaled Iron Fist to give up resistance, and the final result was that everyone was captured alive by Gu Meng's martial cultivators.

"Did you catch us and the others because you wanted to tear our faces with our Inhumans?" Iron Fist didn't know what kind of crazy martial cultivator Gu Meng was smoking today, unusually dispatching so many people, and making a big move.

"Who said we're going to go to war with you Inhumans, we just want to discuss martial arts with you. A man in a thick sheepskin jacket stood in front of several people.

His name is Bala, the word Bala, in the language of the ancient Mongolians, means tiger, representing the king of the forest, and Bala is the king of the grassland, he also has a certain status among the ancient Mongolian martial cultivators, and the members of the Inhuman Group stationed here all know Bala.

"Discussing martial arts? Looks like the way you're discussing, it's a bit too much. Iron Fist glanced at the soft net on his body and sarcastically.

"That's right, because what I want to discuss is your martial arts, and tell us all the cultivation methods you know, and I can let you go. Barra said.

Kindness?

Hearing this, the faces of the Inhumans present all showed different colors.

It turned out that they had hit the idea of the method they were cultivating, so it was no wonder that the teacher moved the crowd and captured the crowd alive.

"Bala, our Huaxia method is not easy to cultivate, if one is not good, it will train the dead. Iron Fist sneered, and the implication was that if he dared to speak the Fa, you might not dare to practice it, because it would train people to death.

Bara laughed loudly, pointed his hand, and Iron Fist and the others looked down, and then heard Bara say: "We have a master here, who can verify whether the method you said is useful, and you don't have to worry about us." ”

Iron Fist and the others saw that the master in Barra's mouth was also wearing a big cloak, completely enveloping himself in it, and even his face could not be seen comprehensively, only a pair of small and extremely sharp eyes could be seen.

Who is this person?

The people of the Inhuman group, seeing this guy hidden in the cloak, all have a strange feeling, feeling that this guy is like a poisonous snake that will burst out and hurt people at any time.

Could it be that Bala, these ancient Mongolian martial cultivators, today's abnormal behavior was driven by this person?

They've never seen this person before.

"If you say that, everyone is fine, if you don't say it, I'll send you to hell one by one, Iron Fist, you choose. After Bala finished speaking, he pulled out a large knife and walked up to a member of the Inhuman team, placing it on his neck, the threat was very obvious, and he looked at Iron Fist with a faint smile, waiting for his answer.

Seeing this scene, Iron Fist couldn't help but frown deeply.

(End of chapter)