Reflect the world

Chapter 140 Your blood is red too
"A little arrogant."

There was a playful look on the young man's face, like a mouse catching a cat, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said, "I like your abusive and arrogant servant of the wilderness the most. Your strength is not high, but the arrogance in your bones really makes you People like it."

Speaking of this, his face darkened again, and he said in a dark tone: "The last servant who was so arrogant made me feel uncomfortable, so I cut off his body piece by piece with a knife. Howling with him all day and all night, you want to try."

Tang Xuanming's face was expressionless, but his expression became more and more cold. He originally thought that in the great wilderness, when the human race was in such a difficult situation, all the tribes would unite as one and go out together.

But they never expected to encounter such an unexpected thing. The middle-aged man did not speak from the beginning to the end, but the terrifying coercion was on everyone's shoulders, making it impossible for the Pi tribe hunters to escape.

Obviously that young man also knew this, so, like a cat teasing a mouse, he walked slowly in front of Tang Xuanming.

Then he walked up to a young man who couldn't move, drew out the long knife from his waist, and chopped it down.

Pilin's eyes widened, his pupils were bloodshot, his body trembled, and he tried his best to grab the spear behind him.

when!
The bone spear and the metal long knife collided with each other and let out a clear and long cry. The young man looked leisurely, but Tang Xuanming wanted to chop him in half with a single knife.

Because this young man from the so-called Cang tribe slashed at another young man from the Pi tribe who was in turmoil, Tang Xuanming once again blocked his attack, and the killing intent in his heart boiled.

The internal force flowed faster and faster, and the beast robe on his body was bulging, which looked extremely strange.

But Tang Xuanming didn't dare to make a direct move. The middle-aged man was surrounded by four teenagers who were leisurely watching the excitement, and even had the time to make fun of it.

"Feng De, you are really getting worse and worse. With the second uncle helping you suppress it, it takes so long to beat a barbarian. It's a shame."

"Do you want me to help you? Save you doing some futile things there."

The teenagers said a few words, and the teenager named Fengfeng was more and more stimulated.

He looked a little colder, but still had that sarcastic and playful smile on his face, but his attack speed was getting faster and faster.

Tang Xuanming's heart became more and more angry. At first, the young man aimed at some non-critical parts of his hands and feet, but now he started to directly aim at his throat, and his techniques became faster and more vicious.

"As human beings, are you so vicious? Are you fighting against people of the same race?"

Tang Xuanming picked up the long knife in the young man's hand with a spear, and looked at the middle-aged man with a roar.

The middle-aged man who had been sitting and watching the group of teenagers showed great interest, but instead of answering Tang Xuanming's question, he thought to himself: "Your attack is very interesting, it's not like this group of young people lingering in the wilderness. The savages are able to fight under my coercion, and they seem to have some ability, are you willing to submit to my Cang clan?"

"A race that doesn't even care about our compatriots, even worse than the beasts we hunt in the wilderness, what qualifications do you have for me to join?"

"It's nothing more than a group of barbarians who drink blood and drink blood. What qualifications do they have to be side by side with our clan? They are no different from wild beasts in the wilderness. How can they be called our clan?"

Before the middle-aged man opened his mouth, the young man named Feng Mo said with a disgusted face, as if it was a very shameful thing for Tencent to compare them with the people of the Pi tribe.

Pilingbao and the others were about to burst into tears, their bodies were shaking violently, and they couldn't break free from that pressure, which made their mouths and noses bleed, and their faces were hideous.

The middle-aged man said indifferently: "Look at their appearance? They can't even break free from my coercion. They are neither humans nor ghosts. What qualifications do they have to be compared with our Cang clan?"

As he said that, the middle-aged man casually squeezed his hand, and Pi Lin let out a huge scream, his body twisted in an irregular posture, and he did not know how many bones were broken.

Tang Xuanming's face turned completely cold, just like his heart, the internal force in his body circulated for 72 cycles in an instant, almost tearing his meridians apart.

But he didn't seem to notice that the people of the Pi tribe were treated like this by others, which made him furious.

"That's right, even such a barbaric race is qualified to be compared with us?"

"It's just a group of ruthless and blood-drinking monsters. Every time we walk into the wilderness, it's fine if we don't see them. They hang around in front of us. Such ugly creatures must be killed so as not to tarnish the reputation of the human race."

The young man of the Cang Clan sneered mercilessly, his eyes filled with indifference.

Tang Xuanming lightly flicked the spear in his hand, shaking out a beautiful gun flower, with his head slightly lowered, and said: "In this case, there is nothing to say, you consider yourself a higher race, then let me listen to the higher race." There's something different about the wail of the race."

The internal energy accumulated to the peak poured out, and all of it poured into the bone spear in his hand, and the boiling killing intent poured out, causing the five teenagers to change color.

The middle-aged man, who had always been relaxed and had never looked directly at the people of the Pi clan, suddenly looked this way and yelled, "How dare you!"

The young man closest to Tang Xuanming was completely enveloped by the terrifying aura, and he couldn't move for a moment. He could only watch helplessly as a bone spear was getting closer and closer to him, trying to pierce through his chest.

The middle-aged man was like a big bird flying across the sky, and a big hole appeared on the spot, and his whole body was already in front of the boy.

The spear that condensed all Tang Xuanming's energy and spirit pierced the saber in the middle-aged man's hand with unrivaled aura. He acted hastily, and the long saber, whose strength was not yet at its peak, bounced high.

"Too bad, I underestimated him! He is the fourth most important character."

The middle-aged man felt a chill in his heart, but he didn't panic too much. The sudden blow caused him to be slightly injured at most. Then this young man would never escape his pursuit and was destined to die here.

He looked at the young man in front of him indifferently. Up to now he didn't even know the name of this man, but he swore that this man would never see the sun of tomorrow.

The young man in front of him had firm and resolute eyes. He was very familiar with this kind of eyes. The most ruthless people in the wilderness had such eyes. Once he became an enemy of such a person, he would definitely not be allowed to live.

The bone spear drove straight in, but it didn't make a hole between his chest and abdomen as the middle-aged man guessed. The spear was thrown high with just a light touch, and he didn't suffer a single bit of damage. Tang Xuanming The target is not him.

"not good!"

"The Cang clan will definitely chase you to the ends of the earth."

Out of the corner of the middle-aged man's eyes, Tang Xuanming's spear pierced Feng Mo's chest. The Ant Emperor's Law had already reached the third level. The young man with a bright future in the Cang Clan shivered slightly, and his body was torn apart. The whole open space was stained with a bloody smell.

"It looks like your blood is red too!"

(End of this chapter)