Chapter 303: I, Jordan, am going to hack you to death today!

The Philadelphia tribe is a large tribe on the prairie.

There were hundreds of thousands of tribesmen, and there were as many as 100,000 people with armor.

And they also have two gods, although they are only gods of the lower heavens, but the gods of the lower heavens are also gods! Don't take bean bags for dry food.

At this time, the two gods were talking in the largest tent in the center of the tribe.

The first strong man with a body full of steel-cast iron-like muscles and an unusually tall figure had a solemn expression: "Simon, do you think it is possible for us to defeat the knight tribe next year?" ”

His name is Embiid, please search for his own appearance.

And the person with clear eyebrows opposite him is called Simmons, surnamed Simon, named Si, and everyone who is familiar with him calls him Simon.

He used a strange weapon: the drill.

It is said to have been handed down by his ancestors.

Simmons rubbed his chin and analyzed: "Big brother, the knight tribe is not to be afraid. As far as the younger brother knows, the knight tribe Zhan Tianshen is about to leave, although I don't know where he is going, but it is nothing more than the fire sword, warriors and other departments.

Our most important opponents at the moment are the Fire Sword Tribe, the Green Kai Tribe, and the Raptors Tribe. According to the rules, as long as they win, they are eligible to challenge last year's First Tribe Warrior Tribe. ”

He was unwilling to say: "It's a pity that the rich brother is trapped in the Heart Casting Bureau and doesn't know the result, otherwise the three of us will still have a chance to fight with them." ”

Embiid smiled slightly: "Even if we fail, it doesn't matter, we are only in our early thirties, and there are still long days ahead, and there will always be a chance when the time comes." ”

"Trust the process. ”

Simmons tugged at the corners of his mouth, God believed in the process......

This big brother is good anywhere, the only bad thing is that he likes to put this sentence on his lips every day.

He was about to say something more, but he noticed that Embiid in front of him had a change in his face, so he asked, "Big brother, what's wrong?"

As soon as he finished asking, his face changed.

Because he was slightly weaker than Embiid, he also felt the undisguised, malicious aura of a strong man.

If you want to compare it, it is as striking as if a muscular sister appeared in a women's bathhouse full of beautiful women.

"Big brother, it's not good!" Simmons said hurriedly.

"He won't come either. Embiid sighed and said with a smile: "Relax, there are two possibilities for this person to come here." It's nothing more than a provocation or a vote, either way, we don't care. ”

If you are famous, it is nothing more than a wave of slapping yourself in the face and then joining the Philadelphia tribe, and it doesn't matter if you have this kind of master to join you and be slapped in the face.

If it's a provocation, you can't just slap yourself in the face. Anyway, the few of them are also young, and what they have to do now is to keep a low profile, forbearance, and wait until they grow up to kill.

Whether the other party votes or provokes, it is nothing more than a slap in the face.

Can he still kill people?

And the two of them will not necessarily lose if they join forces, if he really wants to make a dead move, then he and others don't have to talk about the rules of the grassland one-on-one.

It's a pity that after all, there is no perfect martial arts theory formed on the grassland, so they don't know how to distinguish the difference between the innate and the natural realm of the Dao.

"Simon, come with me to meet this unscrupulous master. ”

Simmons nodded and followed him out of the tent.

"Celestial, I don't know what to order?" asked an old man who was guarding outside the tent respectfully.

He is the patriarch of the Philadelphia tribe, and these two gods came to the Philadelphia tribe because of his move.

"Let the warriors get ready, a new god is coming. Embiid commanded.

Simmons added next to him: "The other party is not good, let everyone be careful, don't provoke." ”

"Yes!" the old patriarch nodded yes, and then asked, "Do you want to transfer the guards who protect Lord Fultz?"

"Not necessarily. Embiid walked out, "Xiaofu should wake up on the day, and when he wakes up, he must notify the god immediately." ”

"Yes!" the old patriarch bowed his head and turned to arrange.

Although the Philadelphia tribe is a large tribe, it has only only risen recently, so the herders have not yet contracted the lazy vices of the big tribe. In just a moment of incense, the entire tribe was mobilized.

Embiid and the two led hundreds of elite warriors in full armor out of the range of the tribe to form a formation and quietly wait for each other's arrival.

After a while, they saw a man in a long blue cloth shirt in the style of the southern country walking slowly.

When they looked closely, they saw that the man was talking to himself.

The two looked at each other and secretly felt bad.

This man...... I'm afraid you're not a fool, are you?

The grassland is not like the southern side where there is a complete theoretical system, so most of the masters have finished playing after inexplicably entering the game of heart casting.

Among the few masters who can survive through the Mind Casting Bureau, many of them are mentally damaged, and have since become insane or a little nervous.

The person in front of him is probably like that.

The two raised their vigilance.

Originally, if the other party was as the two of them thought, then whether it was a name or a slap in the face, they should not be in any danger.

But the opposite is brain-dead (in the literal sense) is different, after all, there is no logic for a madman to initiate madness.

One second he may be still talking and laughing with others, and the next second he will pull out his knife...... Committed suicide.

At this time, the neuropathy in their eyes, the handsome Wu Qian, who has a superb temperament and a peerless appearance, is talking on the phone with the three girls.

I don't know why the people in the Ministry of Industry are so talented, and they can connect multiple conch to one "channel".

Could it be that in the future, the world will directly develop Q.Q and WeChat messages across the telephone?

But some of these are not, and he is comforting the three of them at this time:

"Don't worry, it's okay, you don't know me yet, how can I be on something dangerous!"

"What strength does the other party have. Xiaobai's indifferent voice came out.

Wu Qian looked up twice: "The two of them are just congenital, one sword and one sword, take it away directly." ”

"Poor brother, you said that you want us to agree to your conditions, don't forget!" Shi'er said.

"All right. Wu Qian patted his chest, "I'll tell you my secret when I kill them in a while." ”

He smiled, "It's a secret that only I know." ”

"Then I'm looking forward to your secret. "Her Majesty," A, in short...... Be careful. ”

"Rest assured. ”

Wu Qian took back the conch, and the "years" came out of the sheath:

"Under Jordan!I have heard the names of the two gods of the Philadelphia tribe for a long time! I hereby come to challenge! The sword has no eyes, and it doesn't matter if I live or die!"

He looked at Embiid Simmons and the others, grinned, and showed a mouthful of big white teeth that could endorse toothpaste: "Which of the two will come first?"

Seeing that the two of them had solemn faces, he caressed the "years" and was not pierced by the wooden thorns: "Or the two of you can go up together, I'm in a hurry." ”

Embiid was about to speak, his expression moved, and he reached out to stop Simmons: "Xiaofu is out of the customs." ”

As soon as the words fell, a loud shout came:

"I'll meet you when Ben Celestial God comes!"

When everyone looked, they saw a big man coming out with his head held high.

He was extremely imposing, and the grass under his feet gradually withered with his pace, gradually turning into barrenness.

Wu Qian flicked the sword body: "Make a move!"

Fultz: "......"

I haven't introduced myself yet!