The west city of Jiuli City is extremely prosperous. Not only are the major forces in Lizhou opening the main store here, but the signs on both sides of the street can often be seen with millions of clans and sects of other six states in the southern border.

Like the Cangli tribe, it is the level of the million-strong tribe.

The number of people whose forces can directly exert influence can reach a million. Of course, not every member of the Jiuli Nine Tribe can get the title of Million Clan.

The Jiuli Nine Tribes have actually declined, but because they have rarely participated in the world for a hundred years, no one knows their reality, so they can barely maintain the decency of the only ancient tribe in Lingxiao's habitat. They can be respected by the monks in the world like Zuoqiu and Longmen.

The southern border of Lizhou is always mysterious in the sea of ​​blood and is facing the secluded realm.

Fourteen years ago, the world's turmoil first showed signs, and external state forces poured into Lizhou one after another to avoid disaster, and many martial arts conflicts broke out.

During the fierce conflict in that half a year, none of the younger generation of the Jiuli tribe could fight. All the heads of the Jiuli tribes were defeated. Even the clan leader of the Jiuli tribes was defeated by six consecutive people by Yang Shenjing, the number one master of the Bianzong. The other three were defeated by the three supreme elders of the Chen tribe of the Million Clan.

The three generations of old, middle-aged and young are even more depressed than the other, and the loss of face is the second.

More importantly, the battle of Xishan completely exposed the weak nature of the Jiuli tribe, and the name of the tens of millions of tribes won by the ancestors collapsed. The core interest of the Jiuli tribe, "Jiuli City Dao Domain", was cut off several pieces and established the Suzong, Sanchen Palace, Tianyi Gate, and Coffin Sea Pavilion.

Among them, the most powerful Sect, was just a small follower who helped the Jiuli tribe transport coffins from another world a thousand years ago.

Zhao Zhizhuo's spring and the five seas were abolished by Yao Qian, the current leader of the Bianzong Jia, during the fierce martial arts conflict fourteen years ago.

On the carriage, Zhao Zhizhuo told Li Wei about all the things that happened back then, sighing, and his heart seemed to be pressing against a huge mountain, saying, "In fact, if the members of the Jiuli tribes can be united enough, their overall strength will definitely be above the Bian Sect, and outsiders will not be able to defeat us so easily. The Bian Sect also relied on Yang Shenjing and Yao Qian to suppress the two generations of the Jiuli clan's old and middle-aged people."

"A thousand years ago, the top magic weapon that symbolized the leader of Jiuli disappeared. No matter who became the leader, each tribe was unwilling to accept it, and there were constant struggles openly and secretly. Over time, the leader of Jiuli tribes would not have the leader and each was in charge of their own affairs. Being able to maintain a thousand years of decency is already considered to be a profound foundation and can withstand defeat."

Li Yi was very interested in that magnificent era and asked: "Is there anyone who can defeat a generation in Lizhou alone?"

Zhao Zhizhuo nodded, and many bad memories emerged in his mind, especially the figure that left a shadow in his heart, saying, "Now you understand why the young clan leader has such a great influence, right? Because the old people from the Jiuli tribe saw hope in him. If the younger generation of the Jiuli tribe was successful enough, even if both the old and the middle generation were defeated, the outside world would at least praise the future of the tens of millions of eternal clans, but the previous two generations were not strong enough."

Neither of them was as mood or mood as they were wandering around the West City. After spending a lot of money to buy Quanli, they left the crowded market area and walked along Shenlong Street, which ran more than ten feet wide across Jiuli City.

Li Wei is planning to find an inn that suits the seniors who live in, so he can start by letting the seniors in the coffin placed in the evil camel bells help Zhao Zhizhuo reshape the spring.

He was very cautious about this matter, including buying spring fluid, and he left with a mask.

"It seems that someone has been targeted!"

Li Wei was always on guard against being followed. After realizing it, he looked back.

The frame behind them was a five-meter-high strange beast, silver-horned elk puller. The wheels and body of the car were cast in gold or pure gold, and it was very rich and gorgeous.

The curtain of the car is made of white veil, and you can vaguely see Ying Ting sitting upright inside.

Li Wei just asked Zhao Zhizhuo to stop when the silver-horned elk behind him pulled up the cart. It was extremely tall and majestic, which set off their cart and horses, like a little donkey.

The breath released made the "little donkey" restless and trembled and lie on the ground.

The golden carriage, carrying a faint fragrance, parked on the side of Li Yi.

The figure behind the white veil looked at him, and smiled jokingly, "I was on the boat that day and thought I was just a low-class servant of the Cangli tribe. Unexpectedly, I was a master of martial arts. The two Qiquan martial artists of the Company Commander Lin Gang died at your hands."

It's Yang Yun.

Yang Qingxi's younger brother, the hero of the Bianzong who opened Baquan at the age of seventeen.

The only thing Li heard was him and said calmly: "I misunderstood too! I was on the boat that day, and I thought Mr. Yang was a innocent boy. Today, I don't look like you in this posture!"

Yang Yun hated the other party's appearance of being low in identity and cultivation, but he was not afraid of him, and said, "I heard that you have more than one magic weapon, and I don't have it yet. On the boat that day, I gave you a Yongquan coin, why don't you give me a magic weapon today?"

Li Wei said: "I am used to being poor and can't be as generous as Mr. Yang. In front of Miss Li Si, you are so rich that you can't beat a country. You can buy one by yourself."

Yang Yun's tone was disappointed: "People, you can't be too greedy, you have to understand the principle of saving money and avoiding disasters. You just made a fortune of 100,000 yuan in Changlin Gang, but you can't bear to give up a magic weapon. It seems that there will be a bloody disaster today... Haha... Let's go..."

"Da da!"

The silver-horned elk pulled the cart and left straight ahead.

Li Wei looked at the golden frame in the sun and became alert. Since Yang Yun appeared here, it was impossible for him to say that, and he must have made some statements.

Li Wei asked: "Old Zhao, do the Yang tribe dare to kill people in the streets of the city?"

Zhao Zhizhuo was a little worried: "It's hard to say! Since the defeat in the Lingxiao Palace in the past two years, the rebel army has won victories. In Lizhou, the sects of the powerful clan are increasingly not taking the State Council and the City Defense Battalion seriously. Of course, the Jiashou only met you yesterday. With the friendship between the Yang clan and the Cangli tribe, Yang Yun should not have done too much. Otherwise, he was slapping the Jiashou in the face!"

Lingxiao Palace is the master of the twenty-eight states in Lingxiao's habitat and is the supreme regime. The governors of each state are all drawn and dispatched by Yu Yaozi.

At least so far, that's still the case.

"careful!"

Li Wei's ears moved slightly, his face changed rapidly, and he grabbed Zhao Zhizhu's left shoulder.

The two fell to the center of Shenlong Street and got out.

Almost a moment ago, on the roof of the right, a deformed master who was nearly four meters tall, looked like a giant ape, and had silver hair on his back, jumped off with an iron stick more than two meters long and nearly the size of a bowl, smashing the seat where Li Wei and Zhao Zhizhu were sitting just now.

"Boom!"

The shaft of the car broke, and the strong horse fled and fleeed.

The car body behind was shattered and broken.

I don’t know how heavy the iron rod is, but it is deeply embedded under the broken stone slab.

It can be imagined that Li Weifan had reacted a little late just now, and now he and Zhao Zhizhuo must have turned into a ball of mud.

Li Yi just wanted to bring everyone from Earth to gain a stable foothold in this strange world, and then practice martial arts in peace. He never took the initiative to cause trouble, and he didn't want to fight and kill.

But, it was so thrilling just now that I almost missed death.

He pulled out the Huanglong sword on his back and stared at the silver-horned elk frame that had already reached the distance. He saw that the frame was a hundred steps away, turning a corner, facing Li Wei, and the person in the car looked ready to watch the show.

"roar!"

The giant ape-like freak race missed a blow, and immediately lifted the stick. He took a step forward and arrived in front of Li Wei. He swung the second stick like Taishan pressing the top.

Li's No. 1 has never encountered such a terrible opponent.

The iron stick was obviously extremely bulky, but in his hands, it was extremely agile.

This stick was so clever that it was as bright as the top of the sky. It was like a violent wind blew it out directly.

If it were his former opponent, Li Yiwei would find a way to avoid it even if he was not strong enough. However, the stick pressed on his head gave him the feeling that he could not avoid it no matter how hard he was.

Attack without knowing where to attack, and avoiding without knowing where to avoid.

"His combat skills are better than mine. His attainments in stick techniques are almost like Taoism."

This thought flashed through Li Wei's mind, and then there was no more distracting thoughts. He swung his sword and was struck with the iron stick.

It's like a mountain pressing down on the body.

The overwhelming power was transmitted from the Yellow Dragon Sword to him.

"boom!"

Li Wei retreated several feet away, and his tiger's mouth cracked, making it difficult for his fingers to grasp the hilt of the sword.

"Old Zhao, you go first!"

Li Wei knew that his strength was not as good as the other party, so he immediately mobilized the five springs in his body, and his surging magic power poured into sixty marks on his body, and then rushed to his right arm. The pain in the tiger's mouth and fingers dissipated, and replaced by a strong and endless power.

The fighting spirit boiled.

Finally, before the giant ape devil race attacked again, a layer of light appeared on the sword edge of the Yellow Dragon Sword.

"Taiyi opens the sea!"

He didn't dare to have any reservations at all, and slashed out with one sword.

The sword energy breaks through the wind, and the sword marks are gone forever, just like a sword can really split the sea. At least Li Wei was thinking so at this moment.

Never reached such a state of mind before!

The terrifying power was transmitted again, and Li Wei was shocked and retreated three steps.

But the power of this sword shocked all the spectators. They cut the iron stick close to the mouth of the bowl in the hands of the giant ape devil race into two pieces. The sword wind Yuyun left a foot-long blood mark on his chest, successfully shocking it in place and did not dare to take another step forward.

In the distance, inside the silver-horned elk frame.

"Is this his magic weapon? What a beautiful sword, such a sharp magic weapon. If only mine."

Yang Yun was wearing a cloud satin robe and sat on a seat covered with white fox fur. He was using a foot-long blue whetstone to sharpen a three-inch-long knife. The blade had been sharpened like a mirror by him, which could shine.

But the knife he had always cherished the most was more ordinary now.

I don't seem to like it that much!

The tiger-like race who was driving said, "Young Master, the city defense camp is coming soon."

"Then let's go! There is only a Qiquan martial artist, but he has magic weapons, and the combat power bonus is quite large. We have helped to test it out, and the killer of the Wuzang Temple should have a clear idea."

Yang Yun inserted the knife back into the dark sheath in his boots and asked, "You said, we are very proud of the Cangli tribe, right?"

The tiger-like erotic race who was driving said, "The silver-backed ape Yao Zhengsheng who took action was found in Qiquantang. The one who killed people was Wu Cang Temple. What has anything to do with us? The young master is too worried!"

"Who is stronger, you or Yao Zhengsheng?" Yang Yun asked.

The tiger-like erotic race said: "In Qiquan Hall, I rank seventy-two, and he 82, all of them are the top 100 warriors in Lizhou, so it's almost eighty-two!"

"Your second Five Seas Pill is already applying. This time, don't let my sister down again!" Yang Yun said.

The tiger-like race showed a look of joy. He failed to break the realm for the first time by taking the Five Seas Pill, but he had already accepted his fate. How could he have thought that there was a second chance?
Chapter completed!