First God of War

Barbarian Race has lived on the beautiful prairie for generations. They are a passionate race with elephants, cows, horses and other spirit monsters.

For the people of the Great Xia Dynasty, the clansman is heinous. For the people of Barbarian Race, they are family members of all tribes, united and loving, and they are not evil at all.

The field of vision here is endless, with patches of tender grass growing, like Monster Race, bull monster herd, and horse monster herd, each occupying some territory to live, and Barbarian Race can live between them. They live in peace with each other, and they have a natural sense of in person with these ethnic groups, especially the Meng Clan tribe, which can drive them to attack and defend against the enemy.

Yang Wu, carrying a beautiful dream of ice and snow, rode a noble blood Dragon Horse, and visited the Barbarian Race barracks with Huangfu warlord.

Blood Dragon Horse in the Barbarian Race is a dedicated horse monster for the Imperial Family. Its horsepower is amazing, and it can travel several thousands li every day. Its speed is extremely amazing. It is rumored that there is a trace of Dragon Clan Bloodlines flowing on its body. The body is quite strong, the bloody fur, and the powerful and vigorous limbs are extremely mighty.

Meng Bingxue couldn’t look away after seeing the blood Dragon Horse, so Huangfu Zhanxiong took the charge and gave her the blood Dragon Horse as a mount.

Blood Dragon Horse is so arrogant. How can ordinary people sit on it? When Meng Bingxue and Yang Wu sat on it, it still wanted to give them both a good start. As a result, it was not good enough. Meng Bingxue slapped him on the ground with a palm, and kept screaming.

It was terrified. It was just Monster General. How could it be able to withstand the power of Meng Bingxue? Had it not been persuaded by Yang Wu, Meng Bingxue would have killed it.

The two came to the barracks with Xiao Hei, and the other four Celestial Demon stayed in place, not at all following.

I have to say that Yang Wu boldness of execution stems from superb skill, even Huangfu Zhanxiong gave him a thumbs up.

If this scene is seen by the people of Great Xia, Yang Wu will definitely be labeled as a traitor. How does Yang Wu care? He was a prison slave earlier and was almost killed. He Although he will not betray Great Xia, it does not mean that he will continue to be loyal to Great Xia Imperial Family. Their approach is to make his heart cold thoroughly. He must make some strong responses and tell Great Xia Imperial Family. , Yang Wu is not kneading at will.

All this is just to ask for justice and return his Yang Family’s lintel.

The Barbarian Army was very impressed with Yang Wu. The war not long ago was when the young boy smashed out and killed the king of their Barbarian Race. Now he brought Celestial Demon to their barbarian show off. one’s military strength, really hateful.

Unfortunately, they have to be careful to accompany their patriarch when they see their patriarch, how can they have the courage to challenge Yang Wu.

Fortunately, Yang Wu and his party didn’t stay in this barracks for long, and went all the way to Huangfu tribe with Huangfu.

Along the way, Yang Wu was completely intoxicated by the prairie scenery.

In spring, the young grass is lush and vigorous, and the light breeze blows, and the buds bow slightly, like a salute to a distant guest.

The cow and horse are galloping freely, and the sound of one after another screaming echoes here endlessly, so happy.

In the distance, the sound of herding flute sounded melodiously, and a child was sitting on the back of the cow, herding the cows and sheep leisurely. He was carefree, and only the vast prairie was in his eyes.

There are even more youngsters riding horses galloping, they are chasing their favorite girls, the girls smile like flowers, and the bells on the clothes make a burst of crisp sound, adding to this spring and color Intense bright colors.

Meng Bingxue’s ice face, which has remained untouched for a thousand years, is also a little more angry, as if infected by the beauty of Heaven and Earth, she nestles softly on the broad and warm chest behind her , Full of endless satisfaction and happiness.

Yang Wu looked at everything here, all the worries in his heart disappeared, the locks on his back seemed to be broken in moments, Divine Court a piece of quiet and peaceful, heart For a while, Divine Court’s soul essence divine force and the profound energy in the peach-core dantian began to wander through the body, the two forces are blending, the Divine Court Daohua is growing strong, the peach-core dantian power is surging, soul and body They are all incredibly joyful, as if to blend with this piece of Heaven and Earth.

Yang Wu embraced the thin waist of Meng Bingxue, and said loudly with a smile to the sky: “Let us ride our horses and step on the endless grassland!”

A man, a woman, and a dog, sitting on the bloody Dragon Horse, rushing on this grassland to their heart’s content, in a very refreshing mood.

Huangfu Zhanxiong looked at Yang Wu and his party going away and did not stop him, with a smile on his face muttering to himself: “No matter who comes to our prairie, he will like everything here.”

He took dozens of riders behind him, and slowly followed from behind.

Here is their grassland, Yang Wu dare to go deep, they have no reason to be afraid of the guests doing something extraordinary here.

Yang Wu and his party were running wildly indifferently. They didn’t know how far they had ran. They stopped when they saw a tribal land from a distance.

Man clansman is still very hostile to the Great Xia people. Although Yang Wu is not afraid, he does not want to cause any trouble, so he dismounts and intends to wait for the arrival of Huangfu Zhanxiong and his party.

At this time, Yang Wu suddenly heard bursts of clear sound of iron strikes.

Ding Dong Ding Dong!

Yang Wu curiously moved towards the direction of the sound source. He saw a lonely camp far away from the tribe. Before this camp, there was a large stove and some other aids. The stove and the tools for forging weapons. Before the big stove, there was a naked middle-aged robust man who was holding his sledgehammer and was hitting the iron constantly. There was a black man beside him. The slippery teenager ran up and down, as if working as an assistant for the robust man.

Yang Wu’s eyesight is out of the ordinary. Even if it is far away, he can still see that the shirtless middle age person is not a clansman.

“Could it be him?” After Yang Wu was puzzled, he took the horse and walked over with Meng Bingxue moved towards the robust man.

When Yang Wu and his party approached, the teenager spotted them for the first time, so he carried a red iron rod and showed a vigilant expression.

This young man still sees that Yang Wu is different from the clansman, so he is afraid of whether he is the enemy.

“Water!” The middle-aged robust man hit the iron with full concentration, and suddenly yelled at the boy.

“Oh, I will pour it!” The young man came back to his senses with a shiver, and soaked the red iron billet moved towards the bucket.

zi zi!

A puff of white smoke rose from the water immediately.

The young man handed the iron billet back to the middle-aged robust man, and the middle-aged robust man handed another iron to the young man, and he kept beating with the watered iron.

Ding Dong Ding Dong!

This is a very rhythmic sound of iron strikes, with bursts of red stars splashing continuously, and the thick billet gradually thins, revealing a smooth iron back.

At first Yang Wu, he didn’t care, he was just curious to see how the middle-aged robust man wrought iron, but as he watched more and more, he found that the middle-aged robust man wielded iron a bit strangely.

The middle-aged robust man has a steady pace. The hammer in his hand is the most handy weapon in his hand. He is beating at a frequency that is not fast or slow. He raises his arm back and forth. The height is the same, and there is no slight change in body shape. The other palm holding the billet is like playing with a toy, rotating the billet back and forth, and his palm and the billet are not really held together, but by With a mysterious energy under his control, he flipped at will, and everything in the iron billet was under his control.

With a burst of hammering, the iron is broken into a saber shape. This knife shape looks nothing special, but if you look closely, you will find that there is almost no blemish on the knife. It’s so smooth, it can see everything like a mirror, and it takes less than a quarter of an hour in it, which is really shocking.

Even Yang Wu, an outer sect man, realized that this middle-aged robust man’s method of striking iron is a miracle.

Ordinary blacksmiths don’t want to do it in a day or two, and it is difficult to compare with the middle-aged robust man in front of him.

This is brilliant Refiner Master method!

When he couldn’t finish the a saber tool, he took the iron billet from the young man and continued to hit his head, as if he didn’t even see the arrival of Yang Wu and his party.

Only the young man’s eyes flickered constantly, his gaze fell more on Meng Bingxue, his tender face glowing with shame from time to time.

Yang Wu watched for a long time. Just as he was about to leave, the middle-aged robust man hitting the iron raised the billet in his hand to the shelf behind him, and threw it on the shelf accurately before he lifted it. The head came and looked towards Yang Wu and Meng Bingxue said: “It’s a guest from far away, Xiaofan will serve the guests with milk wine.”

“It’s an Adoptive Father.” The young man rushed to complied, then turned and moved towards the camp. After returning home, he quickly took out three bags of kumiss and handed them to the middle-aged robust man.

The middle-aged robust man took a note on the messy head of the young man and said: “Wine must first serve the guests, don’t you understand this etiquette?”

“I’m sorry, Adoptive Father! “The young man apologized, then ran to Yang Wu and Meng Bingxue with the wine, and handed out the two bags.

Meng Bingxue didn’t pick it up, Yang Wu took it for her, then opened it, smelled it, and the smell of milk wine floated out. He couldn’t help but praised: ” Good wine!”

The young man took the remaining bag of wine and gave it to the middle-aged robust man. The middle-aged robust man took it and said to Yang Wu and Meng Bingxue, “Please Wine!”

Yang Wu also raised the wine and drank with a big mouthful.

Meng Bingxue didn’t drink, Xiao Hei shot from Yang Wu’s hand, opened the mouth of the wine bag, and drank.

“Wow, this milk wine is really shameless!” Xiao Hei couldn’t help but stick out his tongue after drinking.

It’s words can only be heard by Yang Wu, others can’t.

“hehe!” The teenager couldn’t help laughing when he saw the little black dog.

The middle-aged robust man cursed the boy again: “Who made you laugh at the guests? It’s rude and doesn’t apologize to the guests!”

She apologized and said, “I’m sorry.”

Yang Wu waved his hand and said, “It’s not a problem, my Spirit Pet doesn’t know much about etiquette.”

Just finished talking, Xiao Hei He moved a sip of horse milk wine towards Yang Wu and spit out his face.

The “hehe” boy couldn’t help laughing again.

Ouch!

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