Shao Xuan led people and approached the fire pond of Wanshi.

It is very strange that the closer you get to the fire pit of Wanshi, the more slaves you encounter, but the people of Wanshi do not see much. Let the slave owners help around the fire, and the people of Wanshi will not worry about those slave owners extinguishing their fires?

Is your heart too big? Or are you not worried at all?

Something is wrong, Shao Xuan must be more careful.

Signaling the others to be vigilant, Shao Xuan's sword swing in his hand kept moving.

Because Shao Xuan's sword is already larger and heavier than many people, when it is used, it is not a dexterous style, but more direct, without too many fancy movements, just like when hunting in the past, with the least amount of strength and time, to make the most effective response, and at the same time, with the fierceness and neatness of the Yanjiao people.

All the techniques are practiced in hunting and actual combat.

Boom!

Shao Xuan slashed at a high-ranking slave in front of him with a sword.

Because the other party's rank among the slaves is relatively high, and the treatment they get is better, compared to other ordinary slaves, they are high-level slaves, not wearing ordinary leather armor or protective armor made of animal bones, but metal armor, like a turtle shell to protect their torsos in front and back, and there are also many protective equipment on their arms and legs.

Shao Xuan originally slashed at the other party's neck, but the slave was also prepared, and he couldn't avoid it, so he could only move away as much as possible, and let the part covered by the armor meet him.

However, even if you wear metal armor like a turtle shell, you can't absolutely defend against attacks.

Shao Xuan's sword was indeed blocked by the armor, but at the moment when the sword body collided with the armor, in addition to the crisp sound of the gold colliding, a bang could be heard.

A clear dent appeared in the armor. But it's not the deadliest. The vibrations transmitted by the armor carried the air flow inward. Beneath the armor, the slave's chest sank as if it had been weighed down by a weight, and if you listened closely, you could hear the bones clicking.

Even metal armor would not be able to block such a blow.

Didn't look at the slave who vomited blood and fell to the ground. didn't have time to look more, Shao Xuan continued to face other people who were in the way.

On the ground of the Wanshi tribe, the grass is not dense, perhaps because people often walk and trample, there is a lot of vacant ground, and the soil layer is exposed. At this time, because of the fierce fighting, kicking, stomping, chopping, smashing. Dirt clods on the ground splattered and scattered.

Everyone seemed to have melted into this battlefield, Shao Xuan could hear the rapid and heavy breathing of the people around him, his chest rose and fell, with a low roar like a beast in the mountains and forests, the weapons in everyone's hands moved quickly, and the broken air made a hissing sound, touching people's nerves. The sharp weapons in the hands of the warriors swept over, bringing a chill full of murderous intent. Fierce and fierce, he rushed forward. Set off a pungent gore and a strong smell of killing.

The ground was stained red with blood.

Looking through the bodies of the slaves in front of him, Shao Xuan saw the people standing there. Although more than two years have passed, Shao Xuan still has an impression of that person.

It was the young master of White Rock City, and Shao Xuan had seen him in the stands of the Colosseum.

Looking at Shao Xuan's gaze, the young master of Baishi City was stunned. He only felt that Shao Xuan was very familiar, as if he had seen it before, but too much time had passed, and a lot of things had happened in the past two years, so that the young master of Baishi City didn't remember it for the time being.

The young master of White Rock City quickly searched in his mind. Where the hell have you seen each other.

As Shao Xuan and his people got closer and closer, the young master of Baishi City retreated some distance further.

Not far away, there is the wailing and roar of the Ten Thousand Stone Beasts, which are the Ten Thousand Stone Beasts of the Ten Thousand Stone Tribe fighting with the fierce beasts of the Flame Horn, the Ten Thousand Stone Beasts are the killing machines selected and cultivated by the Ten Thousand Stone Tribes, before the arrival of the Flame Horn Tribe, there were also people of the Ten Thousand Stone Tribe in order to select the best Ten Thousand Stone Beasts, and let them enter the mountains and forests to fight with the fierce beasts.

Therefore, even if they are now facing the fierce beasts of the Flame Horn, this group of killing machines that have been screened from generation to generation, do not know how to be afraid, even if they hurt the enemy a hundred and lose a thousand, they will do it. Born to kill, to die to kill.

The Ten Thousand Stone Beasts always remind the slave owners of the Colosseum in the desert, and many of the battle beasts in the Colosseum are also cultivated in a similar way, so to speak, the Ten Thousand Stone Tribe is following the slave owners to learn this method.

After escaping from the desert, the slave owners often reminisced about life in the desert and remembered the Colosseum. Listening to the sound of the beast's roar, the young master of Baishi City couldn't help but send his thoughts towards the Colosseum on the desert again, and then he was shocked, and he thought of someone.

It's him!

That's the kid!

The young master of Baishi City stared at Shao Xuan's direction.

He remembered that that kid was the same kid who had appeared in Colosseum!

Shao Xuan's performance in the Colosseum back then was still fresh in the memory of many slave owners. It's just that Shao Xuan was wearing a hat when he came off the scene, and his appearance was not real. Others may not recognize it, but after the Colosseum, Dao Yu once identified and told the identity of the person in the main arena of Shiraishi.

If it were other things, the young master of Baishi might not be so impressed, but Shao Xuan had followed the people of Fallen Leaf City, Fallen Leaf City, in the eyes of these slave owners who fled the desert, was a traitor, the desert cities were destroyed one by one, but the Fallen Leaf City remained, and the people of Fallen Leaf City not only lived well in the desert, but also had a larger territory.

The people who destroyed Baishi City were mainly Fallen Leaf City! Fallen Leaf City was the lackey of Yan Lingshi's family!

The hatred of the young master of Baishi for Fallen Leaf City is now transferred to Shao Xuan, after all, Shao Xuan used to follow Su Gu, the third young master of Fallen Leaf City, and since the Colosseum, Baishi City's luck has become worse and worse, not only the king died, but the entire White Rock City did not exist for long, if he hadn't been prepared and escaped, the whole army would have been wiped out.

The fierce light in the eyes of the young master of Baishi skyrocketed, and he asked the slaves around him to take out the bow and arrows, staring at Shao Xuan's position, the violent emotions gathered in those gloomy eyes, took the bow, and pulled the strong bow made of rare materials on the desert beast in his hand into an almost full moon shape, integrating all the resentment since escaping from the desert into this strong bow.

Perhaps, the young master of Shiraishi can't do anything else, but on the bow and arrow. Quite capable.

At this time, the young master of Baishi has already ignored everything except the target, and he will not think about whether it is possible to accidentally hurt his own people, at this time, he only has Shao Xuan as the enemy in his eyes!

Sou!

As the bowstring vibrates, the arrow spins at high speed. There was a screaming sound in the air, and the sharp arrows cast by metal broke through the air in front of them, like flashing meteors, heading straight for Shao Xuan!

The sharp roar brought by the arrow branch passed, whether it was a slave or a firehorn warrior who fought with it, felt as if someone had scratched the eardrums, and it stabbed painfully.

Shao Xuan was on guard when the other party was staring at him, and he could see the general idea from the other party's eyes. That undisguised killing intent was clearly transmitted through the crowd of people in front of melee.

Blocking the slaves attacking from the side, Shao Xuan's eyes reflected the appearance of the other party pulling the bow, not dodging or dodging, his legs were firmly rooted in the ground like an ancient tree, the power of the totem surging in his body was rushing, and his breath seemed to be hot with flames. With a movement of the wrist, the blade of the sword rises. Block this arrow, which is as fierce as a meteor.

Clang!

The two powerful forces collided together, and the crisp sound of the explosion was particularly harsh in the noisy battlefield.

The arrow that slammed straight into the sword body was blocked and flew to other places, but Shao Xuan's sword only left a faint trace.

It was only at this time that the young master of Baishi noticed the sword that Shao Xuan was holding. It's not that he hasn't seen a sword cast in metal, but. The style and material are very different, in terms of casting skills, Baishi City is far inferior to the three major cities of the desert, and they have less gold in Baishi City, only after the desert chaos later. I grabbed some, but Shao Xuan's sword was not ordinary, which shocked the young master of Baishi.

It must have been given by those people from the Shi family in Yanling City! Other than that, he couldn't think of any other reason.

The Yanjiao tribe is indeed the lackey of the Yanling Chengshi family!!

What a bastard!

"Kill them for me!!" the young master of Shiraishi roared angrily, telling the slaves to fight the people of Flamehorn, and he stepped back a little more, avoiding the battlefield, with other slaves around him to protect him.

The young master of Baishi still wanted to say to those slaves and let them snatch Shao Xuan's sword, but before he could speak, he saw Shao Xuan's side, and after a dazzling cold light flashed with blood, Shao Xuan sped up and came directly towards him. As the blade slashed against the metal armor, a series of bones could be heard, and then the sharp blade slashed through the flesh, and the blood flew up along with the stump, and the kicked slave flew out lying on its stomach.

Young Master Baishi didn't care if he was an enemy or not at this time, as soon as he saw Shao Xuan rushing towards him, he was so frightened that his heart was beating rapidly, his scalp was tight, and he turned around decisively and ran away first. After the chaos of the desert, the skill they learned the most was to escape. If you run away from the battlefield, you are not afraid that the kid will find you, and the threat to him from the other party will be much smaller, and they are just helping the Wanshi tribe now, and they can't fight with all their net worth. When he ran, he did not forget to let the slaves protect him from anyone from releasing cold arrows.

Shao Xuan originally wanted to deal with the annoying slave owner who was hiding behind and firing arrows first, and if he was dealt with, the other slaves might not have much will to fight. It's just that the young master of Baishi escaped too fast, and he still wanted to fly a dart, but there were too many slaves around the young master of Baishi, and he might not be able to shoot people.

Seeing that the young master of Baishi had fled from sight, Shao Xuan could only give up that goal first and continue to lead people towards Wanshi's fire pond.

Perhaps because of the departure of the young master of Baishi, the fighting spirit of these slaves was shaken, giving the people of Yanjiao a chance to speed up their rush forward.

In addition to the slaves in White Rock City, there are also slaves of other slave owners, but those people seem to be just cannon fodder sent out, and they are not too difficult characters. Those slave owners, sure enough, had other thoughts, and did not wholeheartedly help the Wanshi tribe.

The closer he approached there, the more Shao Xuan could feel the sense of rejection from the fire of ten thousand stones, and it also stimulated the power of the totem in his body to surge more and more, and the fire that was integrated into his body seemed to have encountered an opponent and couldn't wait to pass.

Not only is there a fight between tribes, but the fire and the fire are also incompatible, both with a sense of having you and not me. (To be continued......)

PS: There is a second chapter a little later. Everyone sleeps first.