The Wu clan survives in the wasteland, and lives quite well, and in the eyes of outsiders, it mainly depends on cattle, sheep and horses.

However, the Wu people themselves knew very well that their ancestors were able to survive mainly by hunting.

The deer of the wasteland were their main source of food, and wolves were their worst enemies.

Therefore, the wolf and the deer became the two most important sacred objects in their totem.

The Wu people challenged the harsh living environment, and then challenged a powerful thing that threatened them, and one tribe eventually conquered the strongest wolf pack in the wasteland, and that tribe eventually unified the tribes of the wasteland and became the Wu royal family.

The strongest of the pack was a true blue wolf, with blue hair, a huge size, and an incredible strength and agility, not inferior to the endurance of a horse.

The only person who can have such a blue wolf as a mount is the royal family of the Wu clan.

Earlier, in the last ray of light before sunset, Li Xixing had already seen the owner of the five rounds of blood moon, and saw clearly that this person wearing the tiger skull mask was the commander of the three thousand cavalry, but he did not expect that this person would be the royal family of the Wu Clan.

"I didn't expect that a cavalry army of 3,000 people would be the Wu royal family. Li Xixing slowly raised his head, met the majestic gaze inside the tiger skull mask, and said slowly: "I didn't expect that a person like you would dare to break away from the brigade and chase him out alone." ”

The blue wolf landed, and as it gasped violently, a gust of wind seemed to be blowing in front of it.

The general of the Wu clan who was sitting quietly on the saddle on its body did not move in a hurry, Sen Leng did not move like an iron cast, looked at Li Xixing and Hu Jingjing, and said in a very pure Guanzhong dialect: "There are too many things you haven't thought of, that's why you suffered this defeat." ”

"It's just that the war has just begun, you have already moved into the nest, and we are only the vanguard. Li Xixing shook his head indifferently, "No matter how much you hope for another dynasty, the Wu clan will not have any good results." ”

"What about the burning of jade?" The general of the Wu clan on the saddle looked at Li Xixing and sneered: "Even if there are only a few thousand people left in our Wu clan, we are still the Wu clan, and there will still be the Wu clan in this grassland after a thousand years, but if you pay a heavy price, maybe there will be no Great Qin in a hundred years." ”

Li Xixing was silent for a moment and said, "So I don't want to fight either." ”

The general of the Wu clan laughed coldly, "Isn't it a little ridiculous that this sentence came out of Fang's mouth?"

Li Xixing looked at him and said slowly: "What I killed was only the Wushi people who robbed some border trade caravans. ”

The Wu clan general sneered: "If it weren't for your Great Qin deliberately attacking from afar and restricting border trade with our Wu clan, how could our Wu clan people plunder the caravans that passed through the Wu clan's border?"

Hu Jingjing, who was behind Li Xixing, looked at Li Xixing's back, and the look of shock and respect in his eyes became more and more intense.

Just listening to these conversations, she began to understand what kind of things Li Xixing, a young man abandoned by Changling, had done here all these years and what kind of reputation he had. It's just that the people of the Wu clan know this, but the vast majority of people in Changling don't know.

There is no way to answer this kind of question. Li Xixing looked at the Wu clan general indifferently, "I'm just an insignificant cultivator, all I can do is to protect those caravans from being slaughtered at will like the sheep attacked by the Lang herd." ”

"Actually, I have a lot of respect for you, especially when I chased you and finally found out that you were just two people and lured back my cavalry. The general of the Wu clan did not argue any further, and after a few breaths of silence, he continued, "So I have decided that I must give you the courtesy of a true warrior. I am Wu Xiaozi, the fifth prince of the Wu clan. I want to have a fair fight with you and take off your head. ”

"I agree. ”

Li Xixing looked at this prince and said, "If you first disperse most of the true yuan in your body. ”

Wu Yunzi raised his head slightly, looking at Li Xixing's mocking face, some anger swelled up in the depths of his eyes, but he didn't speak, just forced the true yuan in his body out of the tips of his fingers.

His hands began to glow.

One after another, the red true yuan, with an indescribable fragrance, fell on the withered yellow grass on both sides of him, and on the grass in the dark, it was like ten beautiful spiritual flowers in full bloom.

Hu Jingjing looked at such a picture in disbelief, she didn't expect the other party to really do this.

At this moment, she felt a slight tingling in her arm.

Some of Li Xixing's hair seemed to be blown by the wind at this time, piercing her arm.

However, the hair stinged to remind her that it was not because of the wind.

She felt the words tattooed on her arm, and she felt even more incredulous, even a little ashamed.

"Almost. ”

Wu Zi's body was awe-inspiring and focused, his gaze was like two sharp swords, and his slow and firm speed of speech revealed his strong confidence and pride, obviously his figure was lower than Li Xixing, but it gave people a feeling of condescending overlook.

"Almost. ”

Li Xixing also repeated the same sentence, and then he crossed his sword to his chest.

What he held in his hand at this time was a pale white sword, and the runes were three straight lines that slanted in a straight line, extending irregularly to the tip of the sword.

The night wind suddenly raged, sending out a terrifying roar in front of him.

Li Xixing was originally recognized as strong among the younger generation of cultivators in Changling, but at this time, in the real life-and-death battle, his body was filled with an indescribable cold-blooded aura.

A pale sword light like fangs lit up, and across the night sky of dozens of zhang, it walked in a strange and unpredictable arc in the air, cutting fiercely towards the black purple.

When such a sword light lit up, Wu Purple began to run wildly.

His toes tapped the yellow leaves, and the whole person flew through the air like the wind, and the five scimitars on his back flew out, flying around him like five blood moons.

The sword light fell on the five rounds of blood moon, and after the pale sword light splashed everywhere, countless spider web-like subtle cracks began to appear in the tiger skull mask on his face, but his gaze was still confident and proud to the extreme.

A domineering shout erupted from his mouth, causing fragments of tiger bones to shoot out from the corners of his lips.

The five blood moons surrounding his body stood neatly in front of him like soldiers, and gradually fit together, turning into a large, thick blood-colored long knife!

His hand grasped the long knife, which seemed to be too thick, and the true yuan in his body rushed out wildly, and the air was squeezed and instantly made a thunderous sound.

In the face of such a terrible knife, Li Xixing's face became more and more indifferent.

The sword in his hand didn't have any follow-up movements, but the true yuan flowing out of his body instantly added an invisible giant wall to the sky above him.

Then he smashed the wall straight in front of him!

The tiger bone masks on Wu Yanzi's face fell off one after another like porcelain pieces, and the long knife in his hand did not cut forward, but first stabbed upwards like a stick.

There was a loud bang.

It's like he's poked a hole in the sky.

A hole had been punched out of the huge wall.

The great power fell to the ground, but he was in that hole.

The ground shook, and a deep wall-like scar appeared on either side of his body, about a foot wide.

The sword was broken by him, but in the next moment, Wu Xiaozi, who was not injured in any way, screamed angrily.

Because at the moment when he poked a hole in the giant wall, Hu Jingjing behind Li Xixing had already drawn his sword.

A sword light like a faint yellow candle flame did not fall on his body, but passed by his side against the ground.

The sword light fell on the cyan giant wolf not far behind him.

This sword was not strong for a cultivator, especially after Hu Jingjing was seriously injured, the strength of this sword was extremely weak in Wu Yanzi's eyes.

However, he didn't expect that after Li Xixing promised him a fair duel, Hu Jingjing would still make a move at this time.

This is not a strong sword, but it is enough for a giant wolf.

In his angry scream, the cyan giant wolf, sensing the danger, had already swept upwards desperately, but the faint yellow sword light still swept on its two hind limbs.

The two hind limbs were severed, and blood mist gushed out.

Li Xixing had already retreated.

He directly grabbed Hu Jingjing's body, threw it directly on his back like a sandbag, and then bowed down as quickly as possible, penetrating the grass behind him.

"I'm sorry."

In the midst of Wu Zi's angry screams that bordered on hysteria, Li Xixing lowered his head in the frantic gallop and said softly, "This is always a war, not a grudge between two people. ”

(Temporary business trip to Beijing, return to Xi the day after tomorrow)