The vast plains of Araço stretch as far as the pan can see. Due to its location in the northern part of the Abrahamic continent, there are very few people living on the plains of Arathas, although the water and grass are abundant, but the winds never stop throughout the year. But one side of the water and soil supports the other side, and these people often have a strong body. Not for anything else, just to survive in this hostile place!

In such a harsh environment, it is common for life and death vendetta to kill people. Against this backdrop, too many tribes that had flourished a day before had turned into white ground overnight. There are too many broken families, and naturally there are also a large number of orphans and widows. Many children will grow up on the same path, either to avenge their fathers or their clans.

Under the retribution of injustice, the martial arts atmosphere in the Alaso region is getting stronger and stronger, and there are more and more strong people

"No!" a mournful cry of pain sounded tragically in a sea of fire. Another tribe was plundered and slaughtered. This kind of scene is rare to play out two or three times a day on the plains of Aratho.

"Great Elder, with children, women, and !!" The small number of young and middle-aged people in the tribe formed a weak line of defense. Some of them are in the prime of life, some are young people who have just been married, some are just fathers, but some are children who have just come of age! But at this moment, they are no longer fathers, husbands, and sons, but warriors!

For the survival of the tribe, they left behind their immature children, bid farewell to their newly married beloved wives, and became warriors, fighting to the death!

Even though they knew that staying was death, they still resolutely stayed, just for the sake of the endless incense in the clan, and for the old and weak women and children in the clan to escape from this catastrophe, they were willing to die!

"I am the Great Elder, the tribe is in this catastrophe, I have no reason to steal my life, this battle, I, will die! The second, fourth, you take everyone to transfer, and I and my sons stay!" He had just been plotted by two enemies of the same rank, and although he had killed both of them in his hands, he himself was also seriously wounded. The bloodstained long hair on his chest is proof of this.

As soon as the Great Elder said this, the second and fourth elders who were pointed out all looked sad. At this time, there is only one way to die, if the Great Elder is determined to break through, there is still some hope of escaping, but as soon as this statement comes out, there is no reason to survive. However, the Great Elder has always said and done what he says, and how can the two of them, who know the Great Elder's temperament very well, not feel sad in their hearts? How can the feelings of the old brother, who has been with him for a hundred years, want to watch him die?

"Second brother, Wang Cun will be handed over to you in the future. Remember, live!" the Great Elder looked at the Second Elder fixedly, and said in a low voice.

"Big brother!"

"Don't say any more, go quickly!Fourth brother, remember, at this time, life is greater than death!" As if he was not at ease, the Great Elder said another word.

"Sons, someone wants to take my wife and daughter, kill my heirs, destroy my tribe, and cut off my ancestral hall, can we wait?" the Great Elder turned around, and his high voice was inspiring.

"No!" the majestic voice shook the heavens and the earth like the roar of a beast.

"So what?"

The voice in the shape of "Fight!Kill!" resounded in the shape of a heaven-shattering voice. This time, there was more killing intent in it, and the determination to die together

Wang Cun is weak, like a baby born in front of a powerful enemy, without the power to resist, even though the Great Elder has participated in the cultivation, but his two fists are invincible to the four hands, and he is still powerless to return to the sky after all.

In the face of the enemy's strong strength, the hot-blooded sons of Wang Village died tragically one by one.

Watching his sons die one by one, the Great Elder was distressed with blood. After witnessing the last son being killed by the enemy's swords, the Great Elder fell into a complete madness.

"Mu Hu, I know it's you! You destroy my entire clan, this hatred and hatred are not shared with the sky!" The Great Elder's terrible howl resounded through the sky.

"Hahaha, Wang Feng, you and I have fought all our lives, today you are defeated, you can accept it!" A majestic figure walked out of the black-clothed crowd, looking at the great elder who was wounded and bloody, this person looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Obey, obey, why don't you accept! I, Wang Feng, have been ashamed of my ancestors and ancestors all my life, have privately enlarged the enemy, and live in the world without a word! But today, I, Wang Feng, want to atone for my ancestors and atone for myself! Thief, follow me, go!" The impassioned words of the Great Elder shook the clouds in the sky. After finishing speaking, the Great Elder's entire body swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye

In the end, with an unwilling roar, an earth-shattering explosion completely reduced the ancestral land of Wang Cun and the enemies trapped in it to ashes

"Big brother!!" At this time, the four elders who led the whole clan to rush in the dense jungle heard the loud noise, their bodies trembled, and their bodies turned sharply to look back, after witnessing the tragic situation of the ancestral land, the old man's face instantly burst into tears, and the irrepressible sadness made him cry out in pain. That kind of movement can only be caused by the Great Elder of Gong Shen Creation, and it can only be self-destructing!

The soul is gone, and the bones are turned into powder!

"Great Elder!" the clansmen of Wang Village also let out a cry of pain.

The second elder stood in place in a daze, and after a long time, he shouted in a hoarse voice: "Go! The life that the Great Elder exchanged for his life is not for you to cry, go quickly! Think about your husband, think about your son, don't let them make unnecessary sacrifices!"

Not long after embarking on the journey, the fourth elder whispered to the second elder, "Second brother, Xinlan is gone. ”

The second elder's galloping figure paused, "What about Wang Qi?"

"It's still there. ”

"That's it, it's also a woman of Zhenyeol, let her go. Wang Qi was taken care of by us. Don't make a noise, keep going, and pick up the pace!"

"Yes!"

"Dad, mother, father, mother! father!!" Wang Qi's closed eyes suddenly opened, and the whole person sat up from the bed suddenly.

It's been three years, three whole years. I've been stuck in the nightmare of three years ago, and I've been having nightmares all night long.

In the middle of the night three years ago, a group of black-clothed people suddenly appeared in the ancestral land of Wang Village, silently, and wantonly killed. At that time, he was only three years old and still in infancy. I still remember crying until late that night, my parents were so tormented by my own tossed head, I finally settled down, and just lay down, the nightmare came!

In the haze, I heard the sound of shouting and killing, the popping of swords into flesh, and the screams and frightened screams of women and children. He can't remember what happened later, but in retrospect, E was embraced by his mother in an instant when he shouted to kill. Mother's arms were warm and warm, and as soon as my mind was a little clear, I fell into a deep sleep again

When I woke up, my home was gone, my father was gone, and my mother was gone. Looking around, all he could see was panicked clansmen and dark and deep forests.

He was orphaned overnight.

Later, with the large army out of the dense forest, to the current clan land, and later settled. In the blink of an eye, three years have passed.

"Brother Qi, are you having nightmares again?" a hazy voice sounded softly.

Wang Qi looked back at the girl next to him and nodded slightly, "I dreamed of my father and mother again." Turning around slowly, Wang Qi looked into Xue'er's eyes, "Xue'er, what did you say happened three years ago, why did we come out of the ancestral land overnight, and many children lost their fathers overnight, why, overnight, I became an orphan that no one wanted?"

"Brother Qi, you are not an orphan, you have Xue'er! Xue'er wants you! Uncle and aunt must have something to do and didn't come back, don't think about it. Xue'er sat up from the bed and hugged Wang Qi and comforted softly.

"What about the others? Is there something wrong with their father? What can make a father ignore his three-year-old child and leave for three years!" Wang Qi suddenly became excited, and the tone of his voice rose significantly. Grabbing Cher's shoulders with both hands, she shook it vigorously.

"Brother Qi, you hurt me!" cried out in pain.

"Cher, I'm sorry. Wang Qi, who realized his gaffe, hurriedly let go of his grip on Xue'er's hands and apologized. Cher has been clinging to herself since she was a child, and it has been even worse since that night three years ago. At that time, she lost all her relatives, and it was Xue'er who took the initiative to move in with her, comfort herself, and take care of herself, and this care was three years. Three years! Xue'er is only five years old now, and three years ago she was only two years old, a two-year-old child! Take the initiative to tell her parents to sleep with herself, accompany herself, take care of herself, compared with other children who are spoiled in their parents' arms, Xue'er has really paid a lot for herself!

As soon as he thought of this, Wang Qi's gaze at Xue'er was more soft, and at the same time, he was also apologetic.

As if sensing the change in Wang Qi's mood, Xue'er smiled slightly: "Brother Qi, Xue'er likes you." I like to stay with you, as long as you don't dislike Cher, Cher will be very happy! ”

"No, Xue'er, I will never dislike you, I will always like you, and I will become an innate martial artist as soon as possible and protect you forever!" Wang Qi clenched his fists, his eyes flashed, and his eyes were extremely firm.

A warrior is a general term for a class of people. They are strong, brave, walking between life and death, and are in danger of dying at every turn, but they are never tired of it.

The vast Abraham continent has given birth to many strange things, such as fierce and murderous demonic beasts, martial arts cultivators that are so powerful that they can tear apart the heavens and the earth, and so on. Although the types are different, they all have one common characteristic, that is, they are powerful!

For example, Warcraft. Warcraft is divided into nine orders, and there is a huge gap between each order, the most ordinary first-order Warcraft is the beast, and those above the seventh order are called fierce beasts.

It was precisely because of the wreaking havoc that the people on the continent fought against the monster. Over time, the category of martial artists, which can also be called martial arts, has been formed. However, there are also strong and weak martial artists, and strength and weakness can be changed through cultivation.

The cultivation of martial artists can be divided into non-entry, nurture, and innate. Generally, even including Wang Qi still belongs to the level of not entering the stream, the biggest difference between the martial artist and the acquired is the use of spiritual power. Martial artists who do not enter the stream level cannot use spiritual power or a small amount, but acquired martial artists can absorb spiritual power in their bodies and refine it, and the use of spiritual power is completely like an arm. The combat effectiveness that erupted cannot be said to be the same. It can even be said that there is a world of difference!

As for Wang Qi's target, the innate martial artists, they are almost omnipotent!

This novel is from the Book King