stunning female tenant

Chapter 1014

The holy mountain where the Xieswahe tribe lives is called the Magpie Mountain Range, because the magpie is a kind of bird that likes to collect luminous objects. The energy in his body is filled with a bloody evil spirit, which always makes people uncomfortable.

Xu Xiangbei walked quickly towards the space matrix at the foot of the Xieswahe mountain, and a big bald man came in front of him.

The bald man raised the scimitar in his hand, blocked Xu Xiangbei, and asked, "What are you doing?"

Xu Xiangbei raised his head and glanced at the big man. This man's waist was solid, his skin was as rough as snake skin, his chest was as thick as a table tennis racket, and he had a mole on his left lip. He looked like a bandit at a glance.

Xu Xiangbei waved his hand gracefully, his eyes remained the same, and his tone was domineering: "Go and tell Zhu Yuepo that I, Xu Xiangbei, have come."

"What? Xu Xiangbei?"

The bald man screamed, his wrist trembled, and the machete fell to the ground.

Although it was Xu Xiangbei's first visit to the territory of the Xieswahe tribe, who knows the shadow of the so-called famous tree in the current mainland?Over the years, his legend has been unrivaled in the mainland and has become a myth in many people's hearts.

These low-ranking disciples of the Scorpion Swakh tribe also hated and feared Xu Xiangbei, how could they not panic when they saw it now.

The bald man quickly restrained his arrogance, and then hurriedly got into the space matrix to report to his superiors.Xu Xiangbei didn't know whether it was a blessing or a curse when he came here this time. This kind of dangerous matter should be handled by the superiors.

Not long after, the bald man came back in a hurry.

"Master Xu, the young patriarch welcomes you!"

Xu Xiangbei glanced at him, took out a pack of strong gunpowder and threw it at him, saying, "This is a meeting gift, and it's for you."

The bald man took the explosive gunpowder bag, looked left and right, but couldn't figure out what it was, but since it was Xu Xiangbei who shot it, it must be extraordinary.

How did he, a mountain villager in the cold weapon era, recognize the explosives made by mixing nitrate, carbon, and sulfur?

The space matrix only sent Xu Xiangbei to the mountainside of the Magpie Mountain, and when he left the teleportation array, his disciple came over to send a message that Zhu Yuepo forbade him to fly wildly on this holy mountain, and he was only allowed to walk.

Now that Yanru was in his hands, Xu Xiangbei had no choice but to follow suit. He went up the mountain all the way up and down the stairs, Xu Xiangbei became more and more frightened.

Because he saw that there were several guardian warriors distributed on the 2000-storey ladder from the mountainside to the top of the mountain, and the disciples of the Scorpion Swakh tribe were terrifyingly powerful, and the worst ones had reached the realm of war saints. There are countless warriors fighting ghosts, and there are more than a thousand people who have reached the realm of fighting dragons.

Moreover, it is not known how many first-line peerless masters are hidden in the dark.

No wonder the Scorpion Swakh clan was able to wipe out the other three major clans like a storm within half a year. With their background, if they do their best, I am afraid that apart from Xueyan faction, Xieyi sect and Yinghun Pavilion, no one in the world can resist .

This is too strange. In the past, the Scorpio Swakh clan was just the weakest of the four major clans. Why did they come from behind overnight and become the veritable head of the four major clans?

Thinking of the secret letter sent to him by the dumb dragon warrior, Xu Xiangbei vaguely guessed that the Xieswahe tribe was secretly controlled by someone, and that this person might be his enemy.

"Hmph, bragging rights, did you take Dali Wan?"

Going up the mountain by the steps of the Green South Mountain Gate, to a temporary open space on the top of the Xieswahe Mountain, Xu Xiangbei was surprised to see that there were more than 20 Warlord powerhouses waiting here, fighting with nearly a hundred peak warriors. The strong dragons are all on alert, as if they are facing a big enemy.

As far as the eye can see, there are four beautiful girls holding silver lightsabers. Among the four girls, sitting cross-legged is a beauty with a pear-like face and stunning temperament.

Zhu Yanru's body was obviously imprisoned, her delicate body trembled, but she couldn't stand up.

But fortunately, she looked as usual and was safe and sound. It seemed that Zhu Yuepo had finally kept his promise this time and did not make things difficult for Zhu Yanru.

Seeing Xu Xiangbei coming alone, Zhu Yanru's eyes immediately turned red, and her beautiful eyes were full of tears.

After so many days and nights of yearning, she finally saw the man she admired once again rushing into the dragon pool and going to the tiger's den for her. Xu Xiangbei's trip must be full of dangers, but he never turned back. This kindness and chivalry made her cry.

"Brother Bei." He called out in a low voice, his eyes dim with tears.

Xu Xiangbei watched Zhu Yanru closely, looked into her pupils, such familiar eyes, he finally saw this long-lost love in her eyes again, even if he died, he would have no regrets.

"Don't worry, I'm coming!"

"Ha ha……"

Xu Xiangbei was about to step forward when he heard owl-like laughter. The thin Zhu Yuepo came out, smiled inscrutablely and knowingly, and looked at Xu Xiangbei leisurely.

"Xu Xiangbei, you are really not afraid of death, I admire you for that."

Xu Xiangbei pouted contemptuously: "Zhu Yuepo, I don't need your admiration. Does a lion need the admiration of a jackal?"

Zhu Yuepo was annoyed by Xu Xiangbei's sarcasm, but before he could retort, Xu Xiangbei said again: "From the moment you hid behind all these powerful men and threatened me with hostages, you and I are not the same. You are destined to be a loser, because you dare not face me alone."

Xu Xiangbei's tone was not happy, he didn't treat him at the same level at all, every sentence was like an awl, piercing Zhu Yuepo's heart, especially the sentence "loser", which made him feel ashamed.

Zhu Yuepo was born in a big clan since he was a child, but he was weak and sick, unable to practice high-level exercises, and was strategically abandoned by the elders of the clan. This is also an eternal pain in his heart.

But the more inferior a person is, the more sensitive he is, so he can't stand being despised and ridiculed. If someone dares to do this, he will hunt him down to the ends of the earth.

Zhu Yuepo gritted his teeth: "Xu Xiangbei, this is the last time you insulted me before you died. Today you will die when you arrive at the Xieswahe tribe. I would like to see if you can survive when you are slaughtered like a dog." So calm."

"Beat him, if you can't beat him to death, I'll exhaust you to death. People from the War Ghost class, who can kill this kid, I will reward you with 2000 million silver dollars, and British-level combat skills!

Under the heavy reward, there must be a brave man. The strong men in the Scorpion Swakh tribe were agitated, and countless people exhaled excitement from their nostrils. Hundreds of figures admired and launched a wild bombardment at Xu Xiangbei.

At this stage, in Xu Xiangbei's eyes, warriors below the level of Zhanlong are no different from fledgling Zhange.

The first opponent who bears the brunt is only the level of war ghosts, but Xu Xiangbei doesn't take it seriously. Even if it is a ghost, why is he afraid of Xu Xiangbei?
Xu Xiangbei didn't even take out his weapon, and cast a chain of ghost steps, and phantoms appeared overwhelmingly, spreading in all directions.

Each phantom is similar to the real one. A phantom intercepts a strong warrior ghost, and in a burst of hand-to-hand combat, dozens of strong ghost warriors are killed on the spot in an instant, while Xu Xiangbei is only defeated by a few phantom clones. .

At his level, quantitative extension is no longer a threat, unless there are equivalent opponents coming to consume.

"Mysterious Ice Black Flame Palm!"

"The Palm of Tribulation and Nirvana!"

"Five Sacred Spine Fist!"

Countless phantom martial arts were smashed out, and thousands of strong war ghosts were mowed down like grass, and their broken limbs filled the sky above the holy mountain of the Scorpion Swakh clan. This place became a slaughterhouse for Shura.

Looking at the blood and stumps all over the ground, Xu Xiangbei couldn't help but gag, and almost vomited out.

But war is so cruel. If you don't kill others, others will kill you. There is no room for mercy and sympathy.

Perhaps it was because of the gathering of killing spirit, Xu Xiangbei's mood gradually became high, and a bloody murderous intent rose spontaneously.

In less than half an hour, Zhu Yuepo watched all the subordinates of the warrior ghosts smash their halberds into the sand one after another. The warrior ghosts in his clan met Xu Xiangbei, just like a lamb meets a lion, like a tiger plundering a flock of sheep , was utterly defeated.

Clap clap, Zhu Yuepo sneered and applauded.

"Not bad, mighty, mighty!"

Zhu Yuepo chuckled: "Xu Xiangbei, you are indeed very powerful. The warriors of my clan were all mobilized, but they did nothing and were slaughtered by you. But the more you resisted, when you were trampled underfoot, I'll be happier."

Looking at Zhu Yuepo who regards human life like nothing, Xu Xiangbei frowned, and said coldly: "They are all your clan robes, we all belong to the same line, and we all believe in the god of magpies. Why do you abandon their lives like shoe shoes?"

"Pao Ze?" Zhu Yue Po laughed while holding her stomach as if hearing the most stupid words in the world, "If they survive, they will only waste resources and food. If you don't kill this kind of waste, I will kill it."

"Besides, don't you think this blood-stained holy mountain is more beautiful and holy? It's not just a magpie, it's like a phoenix!"

Xu Xiangbei turned his eyebrows coldly at Zhu Yuepo, this man is a lunatic, too scary, so cruel and perverted, his brain has been invaded by demons!

Brother Tian Candi Que Zhanlong stood by Zhu Yuepo's side, looking at this unyielding young patriarch, they glanced at each other, and they could see the resentment and grief in each other's eyes.

Zhu Yuepo watched Xu Xiangbei's phantom gradually become one in the arena, feeling a little upset, he yelled and laughed strangely: "Don't let this kid rest, keep fighting for me, the Zhan Gui is dead, Zhan Long, come on me, hurry up."

Although Xu Xiangbei was not injured just now, in order to mop up nearly a thousand warriors, he also resorted to an extremely consuming technique. At this moment, his face was sweating, and his breathing was a bit short of breath.

Seeing hundreds of dragon fighters shouting to kill, Xu Xiangbei didn't dare to underestimate the enemy, he took out the evil spirit suppressing knife without saying a word, and greeted them.

"Ghost demon pupils."

Xu Xiangbei didn't need to deliberately aim, because there were opponents everywhere, two dazzling beams shot out, and in an instant, a group of dragon warriors howled and fell to the ground.

In the sky, blood was pouring down like a shower, and every second someone fell down crying, and at this moment, Xu Xiangbei's eyes were covered with red silk, and his clothes were soaked in sweat.

"Hoohoo... Fucking your sister, what the hell is this fighting, it's a massacre, don't force me anymore..."

Xu Xiangbei was short of breath, his heart was beating wildly, and his spirit was also agitated by the bloody smell.

The battle with the warrior dragon is not as easy as the battle with the ghost warrior. Although the number of opponents is quite small, Xu Xiangbei has to concentrate on defense, because the martial arts of the warrior ghost can break his defense. of.

It was no joke to be hit by a dragon warrior with all his strength, he had no time to recuperate in this environment surrounded by enemies.

"It's not the way to go on like this."

Suddenly, Xu Xiangbei's mind flashed: "I almost forgot, I have other preparations."

Xu Xiangbei's time-space ring emitted a dazzling light, and many cloth bags flew out of it, smashing at the surrounding opponents.

"What the hell is this? Xu Xiangbei, what kind of tricks are you playing?" Zhu Yuepo watched with interest.

(End of this chapter)