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The dragon sword pierced the throat, and a sword rushed blood

On the thick neck of the fire tiger, a terrifying blood hole suddenly appeared, and blood sprayed outward, like a broken water pipe. [No pop-up novel network]

He covered his blood-spurting throat with both hands, stared at Xiao Qiang with sudden eyes, his eyes were full of horror, and there was a gurgling sound in his throat, as if he wanted to say something.

Xiao Qiang put away the Dragon Spirit Flying Armor, the paleness on his face flashed, looked at the fire tiger staggering towards him, and said coldly: "Lift you, two and a half moves"

The two of them collided with each other with a weapon that hit one move, pierced the throat with a sword as one move, and the sword of the Deception belonged to a subsidiary attack, to be precise, it was not even half a move.

Everyone present didn't expect that two moves, this one-bar trialist, would kill the young warrior of the Red Moon Tribe, the Fire Tiger, in just two moves

There was a dead silence in the audience, everyone's eyes widened, their faces were incredible, the previous two moves were so fast and so fierce that their heads were still buzzing, and then, no more.

With a bang, when the body of the fire tiger fell heavily to the ground, everyone came to their senses and couldn't help but beat a spirit.

The warriors of the White Moon Tribe were pleasantly surprised, looking at Xiao Qiang with adoring eyes, they saw clearly, Xiao Qiang was different from the rumored cunning cultivators, Xiao Qiang killed the Fire Tiger in the most domineering way, such a strong master, how could they not let them look up

The big stone in the hearts of the two priests of Baiyun Baimen had already fallen, their hearts were surging, their eyes were moist, and the two looked at Xiao Qiang, as if they had seen countless little Xiao Qiang standing there

Together with Luo Tiancheng, the predecessor of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, he was also shocked, he didn't expect that Xiao Qiang's sword soul had not fully awakened, and he would be able to summon such a powerful sword intent, even more domineering and powerful than his own sword intent

Lian Xue, who was standing behind Luo Tiancheng's wheelchair, had a bright look in her eyes. The full chest rose and fell violently, she looked at the strong arms under Xiao Qiang's blowing sleeves, and the strong chest, and suddenly recalled the words that her grandfather explained to him last night, and she couldn't help but blush, and her body was a little weak.

On the side of the Red Moon Tribe, the mighty Demonic Beast Legion was silent. The monsters shook their heads uneasily, and stood there not daring to move. Xiao Qiang's powerful dragon breath had already shocked them, and several seventh-level demonic beasts were frightened, and there was a fishy smell in the air.

The patriarchs of the six tribes looked pale as dirt, looked at Xiao Qiang in a daze, and then looked at the corpse of the fire tiger lying in a pool of blood, and couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

Huo Biao's face was a little pale, as if he was a hundred years old, and he walked to the open space with a slow pace. He knelt down on his knees in front of his son's corpse, stretched out his big rough hands, and slowly closed his son's eyes.

How could this be, last night he saw his son riding on a woman's body, galloping hard, and this morning he was riding on the back of a mammoth with his son, in high spirits. In the blink of an eye, the son turned into a cold corpse

Huo Biao's eyes moistened, and when he raised his head, a pair of fiery eyes glared at Xiao Qiang viciously, and a black blood mist evaporated from his body

Almost at the same time, the left and right priests of the White Moon Tribe. Baiyun Baimen, holding a magic staff, took a step forward at the same time, Luo Tiancheng got up from his wheelchair and strode to Xiao Qiang's side.

Those weak White Moon warriors seemed to have gained infinite strength and strode forward. Standing neatly behind Xiao Qiang

All the inhabitants of the White Moon Tribe clenched their fists at the same time, and converged towards the two priests

airplanes

In the sky, there were strange ripples, and suddenly, a red full moon slowly rose from the back of the valley of the village, suspended above everyone's heads, and in the sky, two moons, blood-colored moons, suddenly appeared

The two elders of the Red Moon Tribe of the "Blood Moon Seven Evil Array" looked at the rising blood moon, and when they sensed a powerful forbidden energy, they couldn't help but feel a shock in their hearts, and hurriedly stepped forward and came to the side of the patriarch Huo Biao.

"Patriarch, they have already prepared for a long time, and they have arranged the Blood Moon Great Array in advance, so they must not act rashly," an elder said in a low voice.

Huo Biao looked at the blood moon above his head, as if he felt the fierce aura in the blood moon, and gradually calmed down and put away the murderous aura in the sky.

He glared at Xiao Qiang dryly, picked up his son's body from the ground, returned to the mammoth's back, and led everyone towards the outside of the valley.

The people of the White Moon tribe were relieved to see the enemy leaving, and they couldn't help but let out a cheer that shook the sky, and the warriors rushed forward one after another, set up Xiao Qiang, and threw him into the air, and countless pairs of women's eyes lit up at this moment.

"Within a month, the Valley of the White Moon will be washed with blood"

Just when everyone was cheering, the mountain sky of the village suddenly remembered Huo Biao's angry roar, as if it was a thunderbolt, which shook everyone's eardrums and Ling Ran in their hearts.

"There are only the Baiyue people who died in battle, and there are no Baiyue people who have succumbed" Luo Tiancheng flicked his long sword and let out a roar, which overpowered Huo Biao's voice.

The silent White Moon people let out earth-shattering cheers and roars again, and before the two priests could give the order, they had already begun to prepare for the evening's revelry.

For a true warrior, the White Moon Man will never be stingy, whether he is a bar or a blank slate.

This young man is the legendary dragon knight, he killed the brutal fire tiger, the elder Luo Tiancheng's injuries were miraculously improved, happy things one after another, and the white moon people had long forgotten Huo Biao's warning.

If war comes tomorrow, it won't stop them from reveling tonight

Xiao Qiang was soon invited by the two priests into a large hut in the middle of the village.

The two priests sat in front, Elder Luo Tiancheng sat on one side, and after Xiao Qiang bowed and saluted, he sat opposite the three.

To be honest, Xiao Qiang was a little overwhelmed, he just killed a bastard who provoked himself and insulted himself, but the reaction of the people of the Baiyue tribe seemed to be a little strong, as for the whole village celebrating

Luo Tiancheng looked at Xiao Qiang with a smile, the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, and said in his heart if this kid could become his grandson-in-law and have a lot of children, how good it would be

Beautiful in his heart, Luo Tiancheng couldn't help laughing, and his saliva was about to flow out

The benevolent old woman priest, the priest of Baiyun, said in Dongjue, who is not fluent: "Young warriors, trialists from afar, fellow disciples who grow old in the sky, welcome to the White Moon Tribe."

Xiao Qiang hurriedly bowed his head in return, then took out a rectangular jade box from the space belt and respectfully handed it to the two priests.

The two priests didn't expect Xiao Qiang to prepare gifts, so they couldn't help but nod with relief, and when the jade box flew in front of them, the Baiyun priest opened the box and saw that there were three ancient demon classics inside.

The two priests were in awe, carefully putting the jade box aside, and bowing their heads to Xiao Qiang at the same time.

Luo Tiancheng is very pleased, this kid is counting on grabbing people's hearts, if he sends some other treasures, it is good, but there is a little less sincerity.

But sending a few classics of the demon race may not be worth a lot of money in the Tianyin Continent, and no one will pick them up on the street, but these books represent a kind of respect, respect for the beliefs of others, and respect for Lord Luna.

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