I am the seventeenth prince

Chapter 307 Chapter 311
Anger burns in my heart.

The Lord of the Obscure Moon really wanted to slap Dusi to death, but he held back.

The tribal coalition needs combat power.

After inquiring about some details, he learned that there were still three survivors who had returned to their respective tribes, and the image of the enemy came. He pondered for a while, and waved his hand.

"Back off."

After that, he didn't say anything, but turned his grief and anger into appetite.

Indulge.

He couldn't beat him, but he could eat it. The leg of lamb in front of him seemed to be the Li Xuan he hated, biting it in two bites.

Today, their four major tribes, together with their large and small tribes, are holding back the main force of the Western Army and some of the servants, while the other tribes are opening up the front from the side. Their hope of winning is not here.

Instead, put it on the west front and the east front.

As long as the coalition forces on both sides win, they will be able to attack from three sides.

With good hopes, the Lord of the Obscure Moon lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

Another night passed.

There are gentle mountains on both sides of a certain side, and a straight figure stands at the highest point of the mountain.

The Seventh Patriarch looked at the army in the distance below.

Tens of thousands of troops were scattered on the ground, burying stoves to cook, but the powerful momentum caused the clouds above to distort and turmoil endlessly.

These people below are like dots. Although they are inconspicuous from a distance, many of them are not weak.

When the masters gathered together, the aura formed was a bit eye-catching.

Looming, there are strange beasts hidden in it.

Sometimes it's true, sometimes it's false, the roars of each other resound in the low sky, and they can't be found if their cultivation level is below a certain level.

One of the ferocious birds is eye-catching, with two heads, a sharp beak, a huge body, two pairs of wings, and four legs. It looks like two ferocious birds put together, with a faint gust of wind entangled around it.

Qi Patriarch just took a look, and he understood the target.

Maybe other people are faced with the assassination target among thousands of troops, don't need to look at it, just thinking about it is enough to make their scalp numb.

But the Seventh Patriarch stepped down like an ordinary thing.

As if there was no one else around, he swaggered past the crowd, and those tribesmen saw the Seventh Patriarch with obviously different decorations, and felt a sense of familiarity, as if they were acquaintances.

I can't afford to be on guard, as it should be.

Sometimes the heart can be deceiving.

Qizu's speed is very fast, the distance in front of him is not a problem.

The curtains are drawn.

The burly old man in the tent was stunned, looking at the Seventh Patriarch.

"who are you?"

When he tried to stand up and attack, he found that the person in front of him was as tall as a mountain, looking down on him as if he was in the sky, and the indescribable power was pressing on him, making his double totem as powerful as an ant.

"Triple Consummation?"

Trembling all over, he actually saw this realm that can be called a legend on the grassland.

The Seventh Patriarch looked him up and down with a scrutinizing gaze.

"You are Mu Ruo'er. Yes, you actually practiced two times into one. It's a pity that the training went wrong."

Mu Rhodium's body froze, and her face was solemn.

A long time ago, except for some problems in his cultivation, in order to survive, he forged his own double totem into one, although in terms of strength, he was even a little stronger than other double totems.

But he knew it was his limit.

In the past 20 years, he has not made any progress.

"What are you waiting for? Did you come here to kill me? It's my honor, Mu Ruo'er, to die at the hands of a legendary master. Beiyu actually has such a powerful existence as you. .”

"Legend? Barbarians are barbarians, so they can only dominate this land. I am not qualified to be called a legend."

Seventh Patriarch shook his head.

"The strength of the Yu Dynasty is beyond your imagination. I will give you a chance, Na Jiang. You are still the leader of a large tribe in the Longlang Grassland and a powerful force, but you must submit to my Yu Dynasty's arrangements."

Mu Rhodium was silent.

It's better to die than live.

He wanted to accept the surrender, but he was a little unwilling.

Rumble.

With the sound of horseshoes in the distance, the army is approaching from afar.

"Enemy attack."

There was commotion in the camp, and everyone was busy.

"Patriarch, far away."

The curtain was lifted again, and a person broke in, but at the same time, the sword in the hand of the Seventh Patriarch shook lightly, invisible, there was no sound of the sword, and Mu Ruo'er couldn't see the trajectory of the sword clearly.

How to kill, how to kill Mu Ruo'er is completely unknown.

"Your answer, do you want your tribe to shed blood into rivers, or do you want to have no disputes between the two sides?"

In the distance, the army has been rushing wildly, covering the corner of the Great Change like flowing water. At the same time, wherever the army passes, it is like a beast that devours everything.

"You are not worthy of being called a legend, what do you mean by that?"

Mu Ruo'er's eyes were full of disbelief.

"I'm not the only one in my Li family, and there are existences above me that can kill me easily. How can it be called a legend? In the face of such strength, if you don't accept surrender, what is the difference between you and a mantis acting as a cart."

The Seventh Patriarch lightly lifted the blade of the sword, and pointed the tip of the sword obliquely at Mu Ruo'er, making Mu Ruo'er feel like he was facing a golden iron sword, and the sword clanged in the air, and the sharp murderous intent seemed to stimulate the chill in his tailbone.

Mu Ruo'er wanted to move, but his body didn't seem to belong to him, and he didn't stop controlling him at all.

"There are existences stronger than you, and there are more than one masters like you."

His heart was shocked beyond measure.

From the bottom of his heart, he really wanted to refute, but now that his life was in the hands of others, it seemed that there was no need to lie to him.

"I am willing to surrender."

When he said this, his voice was very weird, as if unwilling, resentful, and full of grievances.

"Smart move."

Qizu praised him.

The Longlang Grassland is huge, and it is impossible for the Yu Dynasty to give all of this grassland to the Huiqi and other tribes. It must surrender another tribe, and one tribe will control the other. In this way, the Yu Dynasty can sit back and relax.

"Zheng"

As the sword blew, the true energy gathered at the tip of the sword, and when it was swung out from the tip, countless sword qi, like little snakes, came alive and penetrated into Mu Ruo'er's body without giving him a chance to resist.

The tenacious sword energy is like a thorn with roots. It seems not dangerous, but in fact it contains great suppressive power.

Seventh Patriarch turned and left.

"When you rebel, the sword energy in your body is the time to take your life."

After leaving a warning, he stepped away.

Mu Ruo'er tried several times, but no matter how hard he tried, the sword energy in his body could not be wiped out. Instead, with the help of his strength, it became stronger and stronger.

He came out.

"Look, who is he?"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the Seventh Patriarch appeared to cross the sky, and his sword glowed, suppressing the power of heaven and earth, causing many weak people to fall from their horses.

The air seemed to be in a state of stagnation.

With a slight turn of the sword light, the sword light swept across the four directions, and an air fault immediately opened up in the sky.

The raised mountains were cut flat.

Mu Ruo'er looked at the taken away mountain top and the figure transported under the flat top, suddenly, he was very glad that he made the right choice.

"I need to see your sincerity."

Before leaving, he left a message for Mu Rhodium.

Mu Ruo'er touched the sword energy in his body, and felt ruthless in his heart.

"Pick up your bags quickly and we'll turn east."

His order echoed in everyone's ears.

The tribal cavalry who were approaching in the distance stopped, stunned, looking at the moving flat-topped mountain in the distance.

With the tip of the sword raised up, the figure of the person is really too small compared to the wide circumference of the mountainside.

"Mu Rhodium has descended."

Grandmaster Yu Jing, who came with the battalion supervisor, suddenly heard a familiar voice.

"There's no need to move on."

He found the commander-in-chief of this miscellaneous tribal coalition, and had a conversation.

The army retreated slowly.

At the same time, Mu Ruo'er also heard the news of the army's retreat from the ranger, and slowly, the army headed east.

(End of this chapter)