"Stinky boy, you finally woke up, it's the first time for our Yan'er to serve others, and I don't have this treatment!" Nalan Tianfang didn't answer, but let out a sigh, this guy is really fateful, and his mind is almost gone.

"Who are they?"

Qianshan seemed to be very persistent, and the sharp pain from his body did not divert his gaze, staring at Nalan Tianfang who was sitting in the front of the car.

"Knowing too much now, it's not a good thing for you......" Nalan Tianfang looked at Qianshan a little speechlessly, if someone else dared to be so presumptuous in front of him, he would have slapped it a long time ago.

"I understand what you want to say, but I just want to know who killed the chief and Grandma Ba Ying!" There was a glint of hatred in Qianshan's eyes, but it was fleeting.

"Well, I can tell you, but it's not as simple as you think." Nalan Tianfang looked at Qianshan's persistent eyes, and sighed helplessly, the species of thousands of families are all this stinky temper.

And Nalan Yan quietly looked at this guy who dared to make a move on his uncle, and his eyes were full of curiosity.

"In the past few days that you have been unconscious, more than a thousand tribes, including the Fengdi tribe, have disappeared, and the initiators are the two guys you saw, the peak sword cultivation of the Martial Dao Palace, one of the four palaces of the Ancient Continent, Fierce Wind and Fierce Cloud!" There was a trace of solemnity in Nalan Tianfang's voice, the power of the Martial Dao Palace in the extreme west was extremely huge, even if he was a heaven-level spirit master, he had little chance of winning against this pair of Li brothers who had never been separated.

"The tribe is gone?"

Qianshan was shaken, and more than a thousand tribes in the extreme west were all gone!

"Bastard!"

"Why!"

"The Far West is already hard, can't you guys who are high up leave us some way to live!" Qianshan glared angrily, as if he felt that Nalan Tianfang and the Li family brothers were all the way.

"Boy, you have to figure it out, it was done by the Li brothers, not Lao Tzu!" Nalan Tianfang was a little displeased, no one had ever dared to do this in front of him, not even the hall master of the Extreme Dao Temple.

"Isn't it, if you people don't come, how can the chief, Grandma Ba Ying, die!" Qianshan seems to have decided that the change in the tribe would only happen because of the arrival of these people in Nalan Tianfang.

"Hehe, if you must think like this, there is no way, this is a world of the jungle, if you don't have the strength, you are a fart, do you have the ability to take revenge!" Nalan Tianfang looked at Qianshan coldly, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.

"Is the law of the jungle the strong?" Qianshan muttered to himself.

Yes, this is an era of the jungle, and if you want to take revenge, you have to be strong first.

The outside world is very exciting, but it also has to be there to enjoy this wonderful!

"I, Qianshan, swear here, that I will uproot the Martial Arts Palace in my lifetime to sacrifice the soul of the tribe in the heavens!" Qianshan clenched his fists, and his eyes shone with a thick light of revenge.

"Jokes, it's up to you, let's solve the problem first!"

After Nalan Tianfang let out a laugh, the carriage suddenly stopped, and a group of bandits in different costumes blocked the way of the three of them.

The land of the extreme west is difficult, and it is common for bandits to run rampant, but this time it seems to be a little different from what Qianshan has seen before, and there is actually a richly dressed young man in the group of bandits blocking the road, who is looking at them with a sneer.

"No mercy!"

The luxurious young man spoke coldly, revealing a blood-stained sword fluttering across his clothes, this was already the ninth wave of people from remote places he had intercepted.

"Martial Arts Palace!"

Looking at the bandits rushing over, Qianshan's eyes flashed with a hint of murderous aura, and the cuffs of the luxurious young man were impressively marked by the strange blood sword symbol of the Martial Arts Palace!

"You all deserve to die!"

Qianshan was fearless in the face of these bandits who had killed countless people, and rushed over with the tiger-headed spear beside him.

The road of revenge starts with these lackeys of the Martial Arts Palace!

The name of the gun 'Black Brake', supplemented by the footwork 'Breaking Wind', was a coming-of-age ceremony prepared for him by the Prophet of Sare, but now the Prophet of Saray is no longer there!

"Wolf Burst!"

Qianshan burst into a shout, and the spear shot like a wolf's head, and the 'Thirteen Spiritual Dao Spears' from the Fenglin Chief spurted out, piercing a bandit who rushed over first, and his chest exploded and blood splashed!

Thirteen shots of the spiritual path, all living beings have a way, and all living beings can be killed!

"Kill him!"

Looking at the group of bandits who were a little dazed, there was a hint of sneer in the eyes of the noble young man, there was only this kind of superficial martial arts in remote places, and there was no threat to him with martial arts that did not even have exercises, but the man sitting in the carriage made him feel that he couldn't see through.

However, as a Xuan-level sword master, he is not afraid.

"Kill!"

The bandits seemed to be afraid of this noble young man, and after a slight pause, they rushed up again and surrounded the thousand mountains.

The bandits did not spare their lives, and they were just some poor people who were forced to live, but they met a thousand mountains who had already embarked on the road of revenge!

Click!

"Eagle Spiral!"

Facing the bandit knife that swung over, the black brake spear slammed down, and the spear quickly barbed between the backsliding, and a bandit behind him had been pierced through the throat by the spear before he came to his senses!

"Kill!"

Qianshan withdrew his spear and crossed a blood line, and the black brake gun flew up and down like a wheel, and the bandits couldn't get close!

"Humph!"

Seeing this, the luxurious young man snorted coldly, and Qianshan suddenly felt a huge force attacking him, and his body flew out as if he had been knocked down by a heavy blow, and a group of bandits rushed forward when they saw the opportunity.

"Ahh

Blood was everywhere, and Qianshan was stabbed in the back, and a long blood mark was cracked.

"The dragon covers itself!"

"Tiger Leap!"

Resisting the sharp pain in his back, Qianshan's figure twisted strangely, and after the dragon covered himself and dodged the attack of the bandits, the black brake spear bent like a half moon and instantly bounced his body into the air.

"Tiger falls in Pingyang!"

Bang! Bang!

The black brake spear fell from the sky with the sound of the wind, like a tiger slamming down the mountain, and the swarming bandits could not avoid it, and they were smashed backwards by the black spear, and the screams came and went.

"Yes, this kid is quite clever!"

Qianshan's series of counterattacks made Nalan Tianfang's eyes shine, and he didn't stop the shot of the noble young man, just to see how this kid who is the heir of a thousand families will deal with it.

"You all deserve to die!"

Qianshan's eyes were wide open, blood was dripping from his back, and the spear dragged backwards.

"Destroy my home, you should be killed!"

The figures were fast, and before the bandits who fell to the ground could get up, gunshots flashed in front of them, and their eyes gradually lost their luster in the poof.

However, what Qianshan didn't know was that when he cast the 'dragon cover', a trace of doubt flashed in the eyes of the noble young man, Long Yanjue was just like Nalan Tianfang said that there were not many people who knew, but this did not mean that the noble young man was illiterate.

What's more, he is one of the black and white swords of the Martial Arts Palace, the only son of Li Feng, and he is absolutely powerful!