With the young man's words, a hundred or so people immediately surrounded Mo Wuxian and Jiang Li, and now, Mo Wuxian felt very helpless, he had seen people who were domineering, but this Lu Que clan was too domineering.

He smiled at Jiang Li and said, "I said bald, that's good, let's see who kills more people, how about it?"

Jiang Li is a martial arts madman, and he was immediately happy, and he smiled and said: "Okay, this is enjoyable, Lao Tzu will kill him and leave him a chicken dog!"

Looking at their ignorant attitude, the kind of unscrupulous talking and laughing, the young man's face couldn't help but twist, and shouted: "What are you still doing in a daze? kill them both!"

The siege officially began, and the giant sword opened and closed in Mo Wuxie's hand, impermeable, like a thick copper wall. Every time, the weapons of the Lu Que clan can be made to fall on the Juque Sword. He didn't fight back, but whoever stabbed the giant sword suddenly flew out upside down like a lightning strike.

The mace in Jiang Li's hand was even more incredible, the dense spikes on the head of the stick were bubbling in the deep cold in the sun, and with a single dance, a piece of people was swept out of the air, and the minced meat was flying all over the sky, either dead or disabled.

Compared to elegance, Mo Wuxian was naturally relaxed and free, as if he was walking leisurely, although the giant sword was a little out of place.

"Brother, I've killed eight people, how many did you kill?"

Jiang Li asked excitedly, and did not forget to sweep out a mace again.

Mo Wuxian smiled and said: "Lao Tzu can't be interested in this group of ants and kills, it's too weak!"

Jiang Liha laughed, arrogant, and said: "Damn, I don't care about any ants, as long as there is a fight, I will enjoy it!"

was smashed and beaten by the two of them, and the arrogance of the Lu Que clan was suddenly extinguished. Now it is just a siege and not an attack, far out of the range of the mace.

The young man's face turned red, he looked at the four martial saints beside him, and shouted: "You four bastards, don't you say that you are very powerful?

The four Martial Saints were also embarrassed now, because the three of them barely suppressed the bald man, and at this time, coupled with a fierce giant sword man, he was suddenly timid in his heart and didn't dare to fight again!

But the word of the young master is a command. In the hierarchical Spirit Kingdom tribe, it will always be insurmountable.

The four of them gritted their teeth, glanced at each other, and rushed up again!

Mo Wuxian shouted: "Ha Luha, finally some nutrition." Bald, masturbate them!"

Jiang Li didn't react for a while to what he meant by stroking them, watching Mo Wuxian rush up, probably understanding that it was smashing them, and he also shouted: "Masturbation of you sons of bitches!"

Boom Boom Boom - After the four explosions, the four Martial Saints who rushed over shot out like arrows from the Xuan, some fell into the street, some crashed through the surrounding stone chambers, and some were thrown into the air......

Everyone was shocked. The civilians who were watching from afar were dumbfounded, this was even more shocking and enjoyable than the last time they saw the Zixuan Sect vs. the Tiger Clan warriors.

The boy swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his haughty eyes turned into fear. All the soldiers of the Lu Que clan looked at the Martial Saint in horror, looked at the young man, and looked at Mo Wuxian and Jiang Li in fear, and subconsciously retreated.

"What a fucking straw bag, rice bucket, can't even resist Lao Tzu's stick, and you still want to fuck me?"

Jiang Li scolded wildly, and the emotions that had been suppressed for many days in the Zhantan tribe seemed to be vented now.

Mo Wuxian smiled: "Isn't it enjoyable?"

Jiang Li shook his head and said: "It's a bit enjoyable, it's not enough, let's go and knock them over again, it's been a long time since I've had such a big fight!"

The Great Elder watched the group fight of the Lu Que Clan from a distance, turning a blind eye. It's not that he doesn't want to stop the fight, it's that he doesn't dare. Because this is an order from the king of Zhantan. As long as Jiang Li didn't trouble the sons and daughters of the Zhantan tribe, as long as he didn't kill the sons and daughters of the Zhantan tribe, it didn't matter what Jiang Li did.

And the matter in front of him is an emergency, Jiang Li happened to come out of the city lord's mansion with a scolding and scolding, and ran into the Lu Que people, with the arrogance of the Lu Que people, it is normal to fight.

The purpose of the Lu Que people coming to participate in the selection competition was to participate in the trials, so the Great Elder didn't want to stop them from fighting, he was thinking that after Jiang Li crippled them, the Lu Que people would not have a chance to participate in the trials at all!

In this way, the Great Elder witnessed the whole process, and to be honest, he was also very angry at the arrogance of the Lu Que people, and just took the opportunity to let Jiang Li clean up and destroy them.

At this time, Jiang Li rushed forward brandishing his mace, and the people of the Lu Que clan immediately turned around and ran, just in the direction of the Great Elder.

The Great Elder showed a hint of a smile, it seemed that he was about to make a move!

With a wave of his hand, four rows of soldiers immediately rushed forward.

The people of the Lu Que tribe were confronted by the cold spears of the Zhantan tribe, and they were suddenly frightened. Fortunately, the soldiers of the Zhantan tribe did not kill them, but surrounded them.

"Jiang Li, what's causing you to be so angry? I think it's better to forget about this group of wine bags and rice bags!"

Jiang Li plunged the mace vertically into the ground, and the rocks on the ground suddenly cracked with a bang, spreading out like cobwebs.

This momentum once again frightened the people of the Lu Que tribe, and once again thought about the soldiers of the Zhantan tribe approaching, it seemed that they would rather fight with the soldiers of the Zhantan tribe than fight with this crazy guy.

Jiang Li has not yet emitted the strongest strength, his plateau bloodline has not been stimulated, once it is activated, it may not be as simple as it is now, it may be a disaster for the Lu Que clan!

Jiang Li glanced at it indifferently, as if he had had enough, and said: "Since you speak for this group of waste, then Lao Tzu will not pursue their rudeness!"

After speaking, Jiang Li walked towards Mo Wuxian and said with a smile: "Brother, your Zixuan Sect's sword is really awesome, do you want us to fight?"

Mo Wuxian shook his head and smiled bitterly, knowing that this is the nature of martial arts madmen, they are born to exist. He even had a kind of fear that if everyone in the barbarians was so war-hungry, then how earth-shattering the barbarian army would be?

However, in fact, it is not much different from what he thought. The reason why the barbarians are so powerful is because they are born war-loving, no one wants to provoke them, they are all perverts, especially the barbarian nobles with plateau blood, who provokes them to death!

"I'll just forget it. However, what I appreciate is that your strength is so strong, almost stronger than me!"

Mo Wuxian didn't forget to brag about himself, if he wants to be respected in front of this kind of person, then he must be able to brag, and he must have strong force.

Sure enough, Jiang Li was silent for a moment, thinking about the horror of Mo Wuxian wielding the Giant Que Sword. In particular, the scene of slashing the three martial saints with a single sword moved him, and if it was him, unless it was a transformation, he couldn't do it at all. As for whether the transformation can achieve that effect, he has no bottom in his heart.

After a while, Jiang Li looked at Mo Wuxian again, his gaze became different, he patted Mo Wuxian on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Damn, Lao Tzu Jiang Li likes powerful warriors, you have my respect, and now we are friends." When my boss comes, I'll introduce you to you. I'm sure you're no match for the boss!"

Jiang Li thought of the scene where Mo Wuxian shook the flamingo again, and his blood boiled again.

His dream is to surpass the perverted boss!