"What should I do? What should I do? Inform my brother?"

Xia Mang was struggling, he wanted to build a tribe near the Xia clan's territory before, but the good places he found were all occupied, not to mention that he was driven away.

When he saw his brother Xia Zhi, he was scolded again, saying that he had no ambition, and he finally recruited Xia Mubei, and his brother couldn't even look down on any of them.

There was no way, the frustrated Xia Mang could only move on, and then chose this bamboo forest to build a tribe, and after being behind for so many days, Xia Mang thought that he was going to be finished, but luck came, and he couldn't stop it.

The lightning cloud fell from the sky and fell directly into his tribe, Xia Mang was so excited that his blood vessels almost burst, and this time, all the disadvantages were made up.

"Wait for Lao Tzu to build a war building and turn off the electric fountain, and there will be lightning soldiers to blow you all up!"

Xia Mang muttered, fantasizing about the dream of becoming the king and hegemon in the wasteland and becoming the strongest newcomer.

The Ancestral Altar and the Juggernaut Tower have been built, and the Yuan Qi Tower is under construction, and without the supply of Yuan Qi, it is impossible to build other buildings, so Xia Mang can only do it in a hurry now, even if he parachutes into the electric cloud, he can't use it.

"Someone will definitely come to snatch the lightning cloud, what if I can't hold it?"

Xia Mang is struggling.

The clouds floated quietly in the bamboo forest, like a large piece of marshmallow, and a few small blue arcs swam out from time to time, which was extremely beautiful.

The most rational thing to do is to quickly inform his brother and let him capture the lightning cloud, but Xia Mang is unwilling, he doesn't want to be a vassal of Xia Solstice for the rest of his life, he wants to impress his relatives and friends.

"Why do I have to be scolded by you every time?"

Xia Mang complained, remembering that on weekdays, he was always taught a lesson by the summer solstice, and this time, he wanted to make some achievements and shut him up.

"No problem, I'm the sixth order of the Body Refining Realm, and the area where the lightning cloud fell is estimated to be discovered by newcomers of the right age, and I will definitely not lose if I fight against them!"

Xia Mang cheered himself up, and then squatted in the bamboo forest, his eyes wide, staring around to warn the enemy.

Suddenly, a figure came into view.

Xia Mang's muscles tightened instantly, and he immediately grabbed the crossbow and aimed at it.

"Mom, how did you come so fast?"

Xia Mang was depressed, and he couldn't help but have some apprehension in his heart, and he began to suffer from gains and losses again, what if he couldn't keep the power switch?

"Come out, I see you!"

Xia Ye didn't go any further, the other party hid behind a small dirt slope, still holding a crossbow, which was a little dangerous.

"Trick me, huh?"

Xia Mang was unmoved, waiting for a sneak attack, and then a crossbow arrow shot from above the cover, which made him a little frustrated.

The sneak attack tactics couldn't be used, so Xia Mang could only come out, but when he saw the comer, his tense heart was completely let go again.

Because of the light emitted by the lightning cloud, he could clearly see the surrounding area of more than fifty meters, so Xia Ye's figure was also delicate.

"Is that you?"

Xia Mang exhaled a breath of turbidity, if he remembered correctly, this blindfold was a fifth-order of the Body Refining Realm, lower than himself, but the trouble was that he had a psychic war servant.

"Just you?"

Xia Ye looked around, saw a tribe, and couldn't help but envy Xia Mang's good luck against the sky, if he didn't have the eye of domination, he couldn't find the lightning cloud, then this rare and rare war building was basically Xia Mang's bag.

How much the lightning cloud has improved the tribe, fools know that as long as Xia Mang survives the beginning and starts to produce lightning soldiers, then his competitiveness will increase in a straight line.

"Get out, this is Lao Tzu's trophy!"

Xia Mang put on a fierce expression, put down his crossbow, drew his bronze sword and began to charge, although it seemed that he was expelling Xia Ye, but he had already made up his mind to kill.

If Xia Ye leaves and spreads the news that he has a lightning cloud, then how can he survive the beginning? So Xia Ye must die.

As for putting down the crossbow, he was worried that charging with it would scare Natsuno away.

"Tsk, do you look down on me like that?"

Of course, Xia Ye discovered Xia Mang's intentions.

"Humph!"

Xia Mang had a touch of pride on his face, if he were someone else, he might not dare to act rashly, but what are you?

Xia Ye shrugged his shoulders and pulled out Tai'a.

"Arrogance!"

Seeing that Xia Ye was going to fight with him alone, and he didn't even use a crossbow and an arrow, Xia Mang looked down on Xia Ye even more in his heart, this response was rubbish, and then look at his reaction.

"In this battle, the most important thing is not to let Xia Ye summon the psychic war servant, so attack as soon as possible, and don't give him time to summon!"

Xia Mang thought about it, rushed to Xia Ye's side, and slashed at Xia Ye's neck with the sword in his right hand, and at the same time felt a little proud in his heart, his combat wisdom was really powerful.

Xia Ye didn't use any combat skills, and waved his hand!

Bite!

Tai'a was like a meteor hammer, smashing Xia Mang's bronze sword, and a strong attack made Xia Mang's tiger mouth tremble, his right arm unconsciously swinged, and even the long sword almost flew out of his hand.

Call!

The sharp Tai'a slashed towards Xia Mang, who was wide open in the middle door.

Seeing the cold light flowing sword blade brushing the tip of his nose, Xia Mang's whole body was in a cold sweat, and his sweat hair stood up instantly, and he hurriedly retreated.

Xia Ye rushed forward, exerted his arm, and continued to smash!

Ding! Ding!

Xia Mang's offensive was directly contained, although Xia Ye did not use any combat skills, but this power was too great, just blocking made his arm numb.

"What the hell?"

Xia Mang looked confused, this was completely different from the expected process, he didn't give him time to summon psychic war servants, but why was the combat power of his body so high?

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Xia Mang would have thought that Xia Ye was bombarding himself with a war hammer.

Bite!

After another blow, Xia Mang's tiger's mouth finally cracked, blood splattered, and he hurriedly retreated in pain, ready to reorganize the offensive, but Xia Ye didn't give him a chance at all.

"You have too little actual combat experience!"

Xia Ye shook his head, he was already completely relieved, Xia Mang was at the level of miscellaneous fish.

"You're going to die!"

Looking at Xia Ye's expression of contempt for not treating himself as a strong enemy, Xia Mang was furious, it doesn't matter if Lao Tzu was trained by his brother, how old are you?

"Take my sword skills!"

Xia Mang roared, and his vitality was running at full strength, but unfortunately, before he could play, he saw Xia Ye's long arm stretched out, and a sword light erupted in the sky.

Savage killing!

Whoa!

The shadow of the sword is swaying, as if the pear blossom is blooming, rolling through the bamboo forest.

Xia Mang didn't dare to take it hard, and he was busy retreating, but there were still countless pains on his body.

Wounds spread all over the body, and blood flowers splattered and sprinkled in the stagnant water, blurring the blurred colors, like a totem of blood!

Bite!

Xia Mang's long sword was knocked away, and with the sword shadow flashing, his entire right hand was also cut off and fell to the ground.

Kick, Kick!

Xia Mang retreated, covering his severed hand, looking at Xia Ye with a face full of disbelief, and subconsciously muttered: "How could I lose?

"Why can't you lose?"

Xia Ye asked rhetorically.

"My tactics are fine, I didn't let you summon a psychic soldier, but why didn't you lose?"

Xia Mang couldn't figure it out.

"Because I'm better than you!"

Xia Ye smiled: "By the way, it's me who is too lazy to summon Fengjing No. 1, it's not that you succeeded in tactics!"

"I'm so angry, this is being underestimated!"

Xia Mang's expression froze, and he screamed: "Impossible, you are a fifth-order body refining realm, why should you beat me?"

"Hey, hey, are you because of the backstage relationship of the summer solstice, no one else dares to fight you, or let you?"

Xia Ye was happy, Xia Mang was not only indecisive, but also naïve; "Who told you that rank is combat effectiveness?"

Xia Mang's face was embarrassed, yes, because of his brother's relationship, others complimented him, and over time, he also felt that he was amazing.

"By the way, I'm not a fifth-order, I'm a sixth-order!"

Natsuno charges.

"What?"

Xia Mang's eyes widened, and he subconsciously retorted: "Impossible, I only saw you promoted to the fifth rank with my own eyes more than ten days ago, how can you be the sixth order in such a short period of time?"

"Why can't it be?"

Xia Ye was merciless, making moves to kill him, and talking to Xia Mang was also to continue to distract him.

"Aren't you sacrificed bloodline? You should be abolished?" Xia Mang tried his best to resist Xia Ye's attack, completely unable to understand.

"Let's go to Huangquan and think slowly!"

Xia Ye's long sword was picked and cut open Xia Mang's throat: "Also, thank you for helping me guard the lightning cloud for a while!"

Multiply!

Blood spurted.

Xia Mang fell to the ground, he simply hated those people in the slums, with Xia Ye's cultivation speed, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was a genius, why spread the rumor that he was a waste?

If he had said that he was a genius, he would have been more cautious in his battle.

Bang!

Xia Mang fell into the rain, watching Xia Ye walk towards the electric cloud, he was full of resentment and unwillingness, it was obviously his own.

The electric cloud has been airborne and ridden in the face, why do you still lose?

"Praise you, Eye of the Lord!"

Xia Ye touched his right eye, looked at this marshmallow-like cloud, and smiled, compared to the thunder eggs he grabbed before and this lightning cloud, it was the difference between sesame seeds and watermelon.

"Rich!"

Xia Ye was worried that something would change later, so he immediately took out the Great Wilderness Ten Thousand Souls Sutra and began to capture it.

"I hope we all go well!"

Xia Ye prayed and activated the scriptures, if it didn't work, he would have to cry to death, after all, if he went to find the lightning guide rod now, the daylily would be cold.

The wilderness is boundless, and all souls surrender!

The golden rune seal words shot towards the lightning cloud, turning into chains, and wrapped around the big cloud, just when Xia Ye thought it was done, the big cloud suddenly swelled, and several blue thunderbolts soared.

Bang!

The thick arc of electricity was like a python, spreading towards the surroundings, swimming wantonly, and the bamboo around the electricity was instantly scorched black.

Fortunately, Xia Ye was far enough away, otherwise it would have turned into coke, but there were still small arcs of electricity running onto the skin, and it was a little numb.

Xia Ye's expression became solemn, because the arc of electricity released by the lightning cloud formed a thunderbolt Xia Ye that was the same as his touch.