Thunderstorms in late spring and early summer come and go quickly.

The torrential rain only fell for a moment, and then it turned into a drizzle like a middle-aged man with a prostate problem.

Wick withdrew his eyes and looked directly at the man in front of him who had collected his sword and sheathed it: "Your sword ...... It's amazing. ”

By this time the rain was already soaking through his clothes.

"Thank you. Wu Qian smiled, and also boasted to each other, "You also have a lot of ideas about the use of thunder and lightning." ”

It's quite similar to the moves in a certain comic.

"It's a pity that I still can't win you. Wick sighed, "But to see such a powerful sword, this wave is not a loss." ”

Strange to say, there was no bitterness of defeat on his face, but a joy from the heart.

"What else do you wish for? Maybe I can help you make it happen. Wu Qian said solemnly.

The first opponent worth fighting since stepping into the "Dao Law Natural Realm", and he is also a martial idiot who is dedicated to martial arts.

To be honest, he still has a feeling of sympathy for this Wick.

It's a pity that he is a northern barbarian and is destined to be an enemy with himself.

So I didn't keep my hands.

"I have only one wish. Wick looked at Wu Qian with fixed eyes, "Durant, the god of the warrior tribe, I want to see him again to catch up on the past." ”

Wu Qian was stunned and smiled: "Okay, I will send him to see you." ”

Hearing the answer he wanted, Wick smiled with relief, and his body turned into dust, drifting around the Thunder Tribe with the wind, as if guarding this land for which he had worked for ten years.

His last voice came from the wind:

"Thank you. ”

Wu Qian sighed: "If you weren't a barbarian, maybe we could still be friends." ”

He suddenly lost his interest in killing the other two people of the Thunder Tribe, turned around and drifted away.

Come while you're in the mood and go home.

Wu Qiang on the grassland seems to have regained his original chic.

George clenched his fists and watched him walk away.

Then he sighed, and was about to turn around to say something to the patriarch of the Thunder Tribe, when a hand pierced his chest.

He suddenly turned his head, and in front of him was Anthony's innocuous smiling face.

"You ......"

He fell, and was silent.

A congenital master, he died so suddenly, or in the hands of his own people.

He didn't blink an eye.

Looking at the shocked and inexplicable crowd, he smiled coldly.

These guys in front of him are the names he handed over to the Fire Sword Tribe.

"An Tianshen!......" the patriarch pointed at him with trembling fingers, "why did you do this?!"

"Why?" Anthony sneered, "The Thunder Tribe is no longer a climate, why don't this gods defect to the more powerful Fire Sword Tribe?"

As for you ......"

He chuckled: "It just so happens that the Fire Sword Tribe is short of a lot of slaves, and you are the meeting ...... that this god gave to the Fire Sword Tribe."

Before he could finish speaking, a voice suddenly sounded:

"By the way, there's one more thing I forgot to ask. How do the warrior tribe......s go?"

Wu Qian looked at Anthony, who was also speechless, in embarrassment.

He just wanted to come back and ask for directions, but he didn't expect to see such a powerful scene......

"Qiao Tianshen, please save us for the sake of Wei Tianshen!" the patriarch led more than 100,000 people to his knees.

Wu Qian looked at the Thunder Tribe warriors who knelt down in front of him, and their eyes were fixed on him expectantly.

He tugged at the corners of his mouth, this is his business!

But think back to Wick's nostalgia for the tribe......

Forget it, for the sake of him being the first master of the same level to fight with him since he was promoted to the "Dao Law Natural Realm", he will pull them again.

So he turned his head slightly to look at Anthony, who was stunned.

Anthony was startled when he saw his eyes sweeping, and he ran away without knowing his head.

Wu Qianqing's long sleeves moved slightly, turned his head and left in a chic manner with a small tune.

There was only an incomprehensible minor tune in the wind:

"Pleasant Goat ~ Beautiful Goat ~"

And Anthony, who was watching hundreds of thousands of people, slowly stopped, and then ...... He was like being split into seven pieces by six horses, scattered all over the ground.

"Hiss......"

Hundreds of thousands of Thunder Tribe warriors all gasped, this Anthony is a god......! He's dead?!

Just as the patriarch lamented that Jordan was terrifying, a high-ranking tribal officer approached him and whispered in his ear, "Patriarch, what should we do?"

The patriarch closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, then gritted his teeth: "Let's leave the tribe!

A tribe without gods is like a toothless old dog, everyone wants to step on it a few times, and maybe the dog meat will be bitten off by the wolves.

Moreover, relying on the majesty of Wick and other gods before, they also offended many tribes when they robbed this pasture.

If they know that the Thunder Tribe no longer has a god......

Thinking of this, the patriarch simply shuddered.

So he waved his hand and ordered, "Don't wait! Go back and let everyone pack their things! Let's leave tonight!"

"And!" he said, as he was about to go back and inform the herdsmen's men, "spread the story of the god Jordan all over the world......!" He killed the three gods in one move in an instant! The more exaggerated the spread, the better!"

Those guys must not believe it when they hear such unreliable news, but they will definitely go to the trouble of Jordan Celestial.

After all, it's not easy to find a god who is not strong but has a well-known reputation in the grassland...... There are many gods on the grassland who want to be famous.

It just so happened that the water muddied them so that they would not be noticed, and they were more confident to flee to the Great Snow Mountain to seek refuge.

At this time, Wu Qiao, who hummed "Sheriff Black Cat", suddenly stopped.

He smacked his lips a little embarrassedly and muttered to himself:

"This tribe of warriors...... How do I get there?"

I just cared about pretending to be forced and forgot to ask!

Forget it, he shook his head, let's go all the way west first, and then all the way north according to the original plan.

If you can meet it, help Wick fulfill her last wish, if you can't meet it...... We'll talk about it then.

He shrugged his shoulders and hummed "How lonely it is to be invincible" as he leisurely headed west.

At the same time, James, the tribe's strongest god, has left the knight tribe to practice alone.

Now, in front of him stood a man.

It was also a god, a man who could have become a god, but because he had been seriously injured, he was still stuck in the god.

His surname is Kaw, and his name is Sins.

"The gods of heaven have come to find me...... What's the matter?" there was only a small tent in the endless grassland, and James sat cross-legged in the tent.

Cousins was expressionless: "The gods are here to invite you." ”

"Please go back, I am the god of the knight tribe, this is a fact that will not change. James said calmly.

He was born in the knight tribe, and after becoming a god, he should give back to the tribe.

Therefore, even if the knight tribe is located in a bitter cold land and is not strong, he still holds on here.

"But you were gone. Cousins said the truth, "Besides, you helped them win the knight tribe once a few years ago after you returned to the knight tribe, and the knight tribe had the best pasture that year, and you don't owe them anything." ”

Zhan Tianshen was silent for a long time, and then asked, "So you came to lobby me for the Waterfowl Tribe?"