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Yuan Futu is also a cultivator, his physical body is obviously far inferior to Xiaodouzi, but at this moment he calmly blocked the roaring flying sword.

That flying sword was a congenital spiritual treasure with high quality, but when it hit Yuan Futu's belly, it bent suddenly, the middle part of the flying sword was shattered inch by inch, and the material inside was also decomposing at an astonishing speed.

Yuan Futu lowered his head, looked at the ancient Lingbao Yuanyang Dragon Armor worn on his body, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"How...how could it be?" The Taoist in the lead had a look of horror on his face, and his footsteps kept moving back, as if he was already thinking about how to escape.

Yuan Futu narrowed his eyes, and said: "I hate others for stealing my things the most in my life!" As soon as he finished speaking, the shadow of the sword in his hand flitted out and stabbed at the water element defense barrier of a Taoist in the Law God Realm. A strand of true energy exploded immediately, and the sword shadow pierced into his brain without obstruction.

At the same time, Xiaodouzi solved another Taoist in the Hunyuan Realm.

At this moment, only the leader Taoist was still alive, but he obviously knew that facing such a strong man, there was no possibility of escape, so he just stood there numbly, letting the blood drip from the corner of his eyes on his clothes. superior.

Yuan Futu walked up to him and said, "How do you know that there are ore veins here?"

"Do you know who I am? Let me tell you, I am a disciple of the Shushan Ling family. If you dare to kill me, you will be punished by the Shushan sect for the rest of your life!"

Yuan Futu frowned slightly, and said: "Ling generation? I'm not afraid of the bull nose of the Xuan generation, but I'm also afraid of you, a wimp of the Ling generation. I just want to know how you know about the ore veins?"

The Taoist sneered, "If you have time to question me, why don't you care about whether all the people in this tribe have been killed?"

"What?!" Xiaodouzi exclaimed in shock.

Yuan Futu looked at him coldly, and said, "Have you already done something to the tribe?"

The Taoist said: "I think even if you rush over now, the tribe will have already been wiped out."

"Shui'er!" Xiaodouzi thought of the little girl first, flew up without saying a word, and walked in the sky on those boots.

Yuan Futu stretched out his index finger and poked it directly between the brows of the Taoist, until it reached the root of the finger. The Taoist struggled for a while and then became silent again.

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The Qinghe tribe is in a mess.

Those old houses were forcibly destroyed, and the bodies of tribal residents can be seen everywhere, whether in the farmland or by the stream.

Xiaodouzi was frantically looking for it. He was very afraid of finding it, afraid that something bad happened to Shui'er, but also afraid of not finding it, because he would feel very uneasy.

Yuan Futu looked at the corpses all over the ground, his eyes burned with anger, he came to the ancestral hall, and found that the spiritual tablets inside had been smashed to pieces, and the old patriarch was lying in a pool of blood, dying.

"Old patriarch!" Yuan Futu strode over and found that the patriarch's body had been slashed more than ten times, and the knives were fatal. If he hadn't swallowed the second-level elixir, he might have died long ago.

The old patriarch's mouth was dripping with blood, he saw Yuan Futu, he didn't know where the strength came from, he grabbed his shoulder suddenly, and said: "Please...please...save Shui'er...she was caught... "

Before he finished speaking, the breath stopped abruptly, but his life had already returned to hell.

Xiaodouzi came in and saw the old patriarch's corpse, he was so indignant that he yelled loudly.

Yuan Futu looked cold, and said in a deep voice: "Shui'er has been taken away, let's go to the Black Dragon Tribe to rescue her."

Xiaodouzi wiped away her tears and said, "Okay!"

The Black Dragon Tribe is just tens of miles away, and the journey is not far away, but Yuan Futu still used the Gale Seal more than a dozen times, and arrived at this huge tribe at the fastest speed.

The city gate was tightly closed, and there were more than a dozen guards standing outside the gate. They were all robbers and bandits who had made some achievements in martial arts.

Yuan Futu walked over steadily.

"Who are you? Stop!"

When the guards saw the strange faces, they became alert one after another, but Yuan Futu had no intention of stopping at all.

"court death!"

Suddenly, a sharp broad knife slashed down and landed on Yuan Futu's shoulder, the blade curled up, the tiger's mouth burst open, and the man was directly thrown ten feet away.

Yuan Futu still did not stop.

In the blink of an eye, all the weapons struck at the same time, but they were all blown away by an invisible force, and then bounced back to the guard himself, causing blood to splatter immediately.

Bang!

When Xiaodouzi hit his shoulder heavily, the heavy door fell backwards, but when it fell to the ground, it was broken into several pieces.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Yuan Futu. You must know that there are tens of thousands of people in the tribe, all of them are fierce and tough, and no one can enter and exit freely by himself.

However, in Yuan Futu's eyes, they were just poor ants, their eyes were like torches, staring at the tall building in the center of the front, thinking that it should be the place where the patriarch was.

"Dare to break into the Black Dragon Tribe, report your name!" At this time, two middle-aged men stood in front of them. They didn't have solid muscles, but they had a long breath, and they were innate martial saints who had reached their peak.

"Where is the girl from the Qinghe Tribe?" Yuan Futu said in a cold tone.

The two innate martial saints looked at each other, and they didn't want to say any more, the shadow of the fist came whistling, piercing through the air, but before they got close, a figure flashed in front of them, upon closer inspection, it was a bald young man.

Xiaodouzi stood still, letting the shadow of the fist fall on his body, but only heard a cracking sound, the wrists of the two innate martial saints were all broken, their faces were terrified, and they kept retreating.

"Where is she?" Xiaodouzi's angry expression looked extremely ferocious at this moment.

"In...in the patriarch's room."

As soon as the words fell, their heads had already burst open, blood splattered everywhere.

Yuan Futu's hand was still twisting the sword formula, and the crowd ran away in panic.

Running the Gale Seal, the next moment it appeared in front of the building.

"What the hell, Miss Shui'er is Lao Tzu's woman, why do you let a fat pig like you enjoy it, damn it!" the ruffian youth lowered his head and complained, lifting the stones on the ground vigorously, obviously not noticing Yuan Futu was already in front of him.

Yuan Futu stretched out his hand, and slapped his thin face weakly. Suddenly, the head spun like a spinning top, rolled to the ground with a sound of a wheel, and half of his face collapsed.

The door was ajar, and the sound of clothes being torn and obscene laughter came from inside.