Outside the tribe, Wu Qiao, who finished his cruel words, was a little excited, but also a little nervous.

I was excited that I could finally fight head-on with the master of the "Dao Law Natural Environment" for the first time.

The nervousness is also because of this.

He had previously played against four masters of the "Dao Law of Nature".

Xiaobai, Shi'er, and Xuanji The three girls were pure beatings (sparring), and the only battle of life and death faced by the former Miao King was also tragically ravaged by many "Taoist Nature" bigwigs after the wheels were ravaged by him, and he went up to face him who ran out of oil and lamps, and even so, he used the "Sword Four" that he had not fully mastered at that time to win.

And after he was promoted to the "Dao Law Natural Realm", he had never fought against a master of the same realm.

Although I am confident that I will definitely win, there will still be nervousness.

It's like a top student, he will be nervous in the college entrance examination.

Studying God is not among them.

After a while, he saw a group of people coming out of the Thunder Tribe.

The three leaders are the two innate masters in this tribe that they have sensed...... and a master of "Taoism and Nature".

According to the feeling when he broke through, there were only a dozen "Taoist natural realms" in the entire grassland east.

It seems that this tribe is still a large tribe, the kind that is more powerful than the tribe of Philadelphia.

But what does all this have to do with my "Flyer" Jordan?

Anyway, to me Uncle Jordan, you all-stars are scum!

The three people on the opposite side also looked Wu Qian up and down in disbelief.

This kid has fine skin and tender meat, wears a green shirt, and doesn't look like a person on the grassland.

He is...... From the South?

George's heart sank, he didn't perceive the strength of the other party.

He originally thought that the other party was just a martial idiot who had no brains to challenge around, but the people of the southern country have always been cunning and cunning to work, and the other party is definitely not a simple martial idiot!

Since the other party is not a fool, it means that he is sure to face one Heavenly God and two Heavenly Gods at the same time, as well as the hundreds of thousands of iron horsemen in this tribe!

But since he opened his mouth to challenge, it shows that he is not strong enough to ignore the rules of the grassland.

In this case, it is only necessary to prove that one side is not easy to provoke, and then state the stakes, maybe the other side can retreat without a fight.

He can even be used to weaken other tribes!

He informed Wick of his analysis.

Wick nodded, and said loudly, "Okay! Today you and I are both superior and decided!"

His blood was already boiling, and what George said didn't enter his head at all.

George "......"

He regretted staying a little, this Wick is good anywhere, but he is a little too upright, his brain is not very good, and he will go up when he meets a master.

Anthony next to him had a smile on his face: "It is worthy of being the god of Wick! The other party will never be your opponent! This god will press the battle for you, you can go with peace of mind!"

Then he turned his head and shouted, "Jordan, don't worry! This god respects the rules of the grassland, and will not join forces with the Wick god to deal with you!"

George glared at him.

This Anthony is not well-intentioned!

He never cares about the overall situation, only his own interests!

Saying this is equivalent to putting Wick on the fire and calming the other party's heart, this battle is bound to start!

And he is also squeezing himself, if he strikes at the same time, he will break the rules of the grassland, and all tribes will regard themselves as enemies.

And Wick won't take his own affection, so calculated!

Anthony smiled but didn't say a word.

He really didn't have a good heart, but he didn't plan to stab him in the back.

His goal is to climb higher and make his life more comfortable.

Since the other party dares to come to the door to challenge, it shows that his strength is not weak, and it should also be the realm of the gods.

And in addition to squeezing George, he also took himself out.

The rules of the prairie, one-on-one!

If this Jordan is defeated, Wick, who is also a god with him, will also be injured.

At that time, he will definitely pay more attention to himself, and he will get more benefits.

And Wick's defeat doesn't matter.

He has been guarding the Thunder Tribe for ten years and is deeply loved by the tribe's herdsmen.

If he is defeated at the hands of Jordan, then Jordan must also pay attention to himself if he wants to become the leader of the Thunder Tribe.

If they lose both...... That's even better!

At that time, his opponent will be the only one left, George, who is the same god as him.

When the time comes, find an opportunity to get rid of George, then whether you come to be the master of the Thunder tribe yourself, or use this tribe as a name to defect to the top tribe, it will be good for you.

And...... One of the top tribes has already contacted him.

Right now...... It's up to you to decide how the battle will be won.

Not to mention the two people with different thoughts, Wick and Jordan are already dozens of feet apart.

Wick clenched his hands into fists, and Wu Poor's "years" were in his hands.

The two looked at each other and were silent, but the momentum on their bodies was rising, and the grass under their feet could not withstand the pressure and sank a few inches.

And in the middle of the two of them, on the side of Wick, the grassland seemed to be divided, forming a trace on the ground that was a foot wide and endless.

It's like a moat, separating the two at the ends of yin and yang.

Bang......

The sky exploded at this moment.

The big raindrops first fell a few drops as if tentatively.

Then it poured down, as if to add a new color to the battle.

It was late spring, close to early summer.

The thunderstorm in the grassland was violent, and in a moment the grass-covered land was muddy.

The rainstorm soaked the herdsmen's bodies, but they still didn't say a word, trying to stare at the two gods who were blurred by the wind and rain, and quietly stared at the two gods who were not wet in the wind and rain.

George, who had also not been exposed to the slightest rain, also stared intently at the two in the distance.

"It's so strong...... The gods didn't have the courage to make a move......" Anthony clenched his fists and muttered.

George glanced at him slightly, silent.

He felt the same way.

Wick suddenly spoke: "I can control thunder and lightning, thunderstorms...... In my favor. ”

It's not a psychological tactic, it's just that as an upright and martial idiot, he doesn't want to take advantage of the other party, so he says his attributes in advance so that the other party can be on guard.

Wu Qian smiled slightly: "Please." ”

This "please" also kicked off the battle.

Wick suddenly vanished in place, and after a few breaths, the remnants that remained in place slowly dissipated.

George Anthony and the two looked up suddenly, their pupils shrinking.

They found the figure in mid-air.

Wick dangled his left hand above his head, and then swung it down!

Roar!!!

A blue-and-white tiger more than ten feet big shone with a dazzling light, and swooped down blatantly!

The dazzling light made the eyes of hundreds of thousands of people below couldn't help but close, including George and Anthony!

And Wu Qian ...... But he stared directly at the lightning tiger that flew towards him.

When the blue-white beast shadow reflected in his eyes became bigger and bigger, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and his slender and powerful hand grasped the hilt of the sword of "Years".

The sword was unsheathed.

Then, time froze in this moment.

A thunderbolt slashed across the sky.

Raindrops the size of beans fall from the sky.

George and Anthony squinting slightly.

Wick still waving his hand.

The blue-white thunderbolt tiger that is about to pounce in front of you.

There are also the iron horsemen of the hundreds of thousands of thunder tribes.

They are all frozen in this moment.

The next moment, the rouge sword was unsheathed.

Man is a sword, and a sword is a man.

At this moment, Wu Qiang turned into a sword man.