At noon that day, when everyone was busy and tired, more than eighty tribes riding horses came.

They are all thick and dark, with a saber on their waists.

When I came here, I asked them what they did.

Bu Jingxian smiled lazily and said, "It's obvious that people who live here are so many questions."

The man snorted coldly and said, "This area, here, there, are the lands of our five tribes! Who allows you to live here!"

"Who should I get permission to live here?" Bu Jingxian rubbed against the soil on his shoes, and did not raise his eyes.

"Our permission!" The man was furious, drew his sword in his hand, and waved his guidance. "Without our permission, there will be no one here! If you do not get our permission, you will violate our rules and die!"

The man on the horse's back next to the man replied, "I heard that you have money. From now on, you will give us 500 taels of silver every month, which is 500 taels of silver. Then you can live here! Do you understand?"

Bu Jingxian stood up at this time and asked Baixing to take the money. The latter was unknown, so he was not afraid of these reckless men at all, but he still obediently brought out five hundred taels of silver. Bu Jingxian then said, "It should be. But I gave you money. If someone comes to ask for trouble, will you protect us?"

"Of course! No one dares to cause trouble for us here! This is our territory!"

"Then let me go with you to know where your tribe is. If someone causes trouble in the future, we can ask you for help."

The man thought about it and asked him to get on the horse and ride back.

Bu Jingxian jumped onto his horse, and waited for him to come back and followed the group of people.

First, passing by a tribe five miles away, a man riding a horse pointed to the continuous tent and shouted proudly, "This is my tribe! We have five hundred warriors, five hundred!"

Afterwards, every time I passed by, someone would shout with pride.

The number of people is five to eight hundred.

After watching the last tribe, the leading man said, "Supply the money. Also, the women in your tribe are very beautiful. We like them very much. Tomorrow, you will send one to each of us. Do you understand?"

Bu Jingxian nodded and smiled, "I understand, I have something to say, I hope you understand."

After he said that, he kicked the man on his horse off the horse. Others got angry and surrounded him with their horses, lifting up a shaky sabre.

Bu Jingxian didn't care and didn't take the sabers seriously. "From today on, your tribes are mine. I am the messenger sent by the Great Immortal of the Soul to lead you to the world of God and the representative of the power of the will of God. I grant you the right to control the tribe. You will give me one thousand taels of silver every month, and each tribe will send fifty slave workers and one hundred cattle and sheep."

"You want to die!"

The leading man shouted loudly and waved his sword and slashed his neck. He didn't move, allowing the saber to slash on his neck. He was unscathed, but the man who swung the sword was knocked off his horse. The knife was thrown away from his hand and flew into the sky.

"You ordinary people cannot harm the envoys of the great immortals of the soul. Do you - do you understand?"

While he was talking, he jumped off his horse and stepped on the person who had not yet fallen to the ground to death. He picked up the horse, swept down a piece of it, and then used force to knock down a row.

Those people had never seen such incredible strength, and they saw that his neck was cut by a sharp knife but was not injured, and they were all inexplicably frightened. When they heard the tribe's Robi's order to kill, they urged the horse to siege. Bu Jingxian grabbed people with bare hands and was a weapon, and hugged the horse was a living stick. Killed it with one kick and killed it.

Those people had never seen such a brave man. Seeing that their Robi was beaten to death by him, they gradually did not dare to fight.

Bu Jingxian grabbed the saber and kneaded the blade into scrap iron with his bare hands, throwing it heavily on the ground.

"It is impossible for ordinary people to harm the messenger of the Great Immortal of the Spirit. You must obey the leadership of the Great Immortal of the Spirit, otherwise - there is only one way to die!" Bu Jingxian's eyes were fierce, and only a sneer was sneered at the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly, someone fled, and all the other four tribes escaped, leaving only the families of the tribe behind, and there was no way to escape. Seeing Bu Jingxian step by step towards the tent camp, there were people inside with weapons to support him. The people hurriedly shouted, "Don't do it, he is the messenger of the immortal, he is invulnerable to swords and guns, and he can't do it!"

A large group of people from the tribe surrounded him and retreated into the tribe camp. When someone who didn't believe in evil swung his sword, Bu Jingxian deliberately was slashed by his sword. Finally, he threw him into the sky with one punch, and then fell to the ground and died tragically.

"Ofly, live; resist, die."

The women and children in the tribe were all trembling in fear and watched from afar, not knowing what to do.

The tribe's Robi is dead. It took a long time before someone invited a white-haired old lady to explain the whole story and ask her to make the decision.

The old lady watched the Bu Jingxian Club several meters away. During this period, one of her guards waved her sword to kill Bu Jingxian, but the knife still shook her hands. When someone was caught by Bu Jingxian and was about to throw it into the air, the old lady suddenly kowtowed and shouted and worshiped her like a look.

"He is really the messenger of God, the messenger of God..."

A group of panicked tribes lost their weapons one after another, and kowtowed and shouted in fear.

Bu Jingxian thought that the half-big boy he grabbed must have a close relationship with the saint, so he let go and not kill him. The boy was also frightened and was stunned for a long time before he knew to kneel down and kowtow. Bu Jingxian looked at the man who invited the saint and said, "He, from today to Robi here. This is my appointment. If anyone is dissatisfied, it is a blasphemy to God!"

A group of tribes kowtowed to the man and shouted at Robi.

The man quickly knelt down and crawled to Bu Jingxian's feet and shouted gratitude. Finally, he said, "The messenger of God, although we have followed you, we are other tribes..."

"Take your men who can fight here, prepare your horses and follow me."

Bu Jingxian led a group of people who had just been conquered to one tribe after another. When the strong men of those tribes were prepared to resist, he deliberately let the followers watch from afar and go over and kill people alone. The followers who saw him believed that he was a god and had an incomprehensible body of a god.

We fought everywhere and conquered them. We were not finished until the night fell.

When he returned to the Wanxia tribe, he saw a large grassland at the door covered with blood and dead war horses. Everyone in the Wanxia Sect was burying the body. He hurriedly asked if anyone was injured.

Baiyue smiled and said, "You will know your idea when you follow them. We have prepared for it. But there are dozens of reckless men who can hurt the disciples of this sect? They all rode horses, holding bows, arrows, and yelled to kill the people from the Devil Tribe, and they were easily dismissed. Tell me, what are the results of the battle today?"

At this time, the bodies were buried, and the Wanxia Sect killed all the dead war horses and cooked them.
Chapter completed!