Chapter 693: Fat Brother’s Extraordinary Shot

Let's talk about such a charter, Fat Lord, I am very measured. "

Outside the wilderness, two figures were heading south. Xia Tuo and the two seemed to be walking leisurely, but they were hundreds of miles away between breaths.

There are still some days before the Four Clans Alliance, but Xia Tuo and Fat Brother set off early in order to avoid being seen by the three major caves such as Sanzhu, or if the three major caves have gods and strongmen to take action in advance.

Fatty's words made him snort. If the fatty is sensible, he will change his name to Leo.

"There is no charter."

"Sure!"

Fat Brother shook his small jade axe, put it on his lips and kissed it suddenly, his small eyes narrowed into two lines.

As the powerhouses of the Holy Realm, the speed of the two of them is needless to say, and it didn't take long for them to enter the ancient city of Ivy.

Over the past few years, the Qingteng Ancient City has become the safest place considered by the major tribes in the northwest. Firstly, the people of the Lingzu were trapped in the ancient forest and could not go out. Everyone thinks that the Eldar can act as middlemen.

In a verdant wooden hall in the center of Qingteng Ancient City, the ancestors of the Lingzu couldn't help shaking their heads and smiling wryly when they saw Xia Tuo and Fat Brother sitting cross-legged behind the wooden table.

This guy, the land of the Eldar has almost become a gathering place for people.

"Yu Clan Yu Patriarch is still in Daxia?"

Patriarch Ling groaned softly, looked at Xia Tuo and asked.

"yes."

Hearing the sound, Xia Tuo nodded, and responded aloud: "Ancestor Yu is my ancestor in the northwest land. It is already a great blessing for Xia to get the guidance of Ancestor Yu."

Regarding Xia Tuo's words, Patriarch Ling nodded, but in the depths of his cloudy eyes, there was a faint glint of light, all of which were foxes in size, and the words came out of the scene.

He was very surprised why Patriarch Yu stayed in Daxia and did not leave, not only that, but he became more and more interested in Daxia.

The wild situation in the northwest,

Although the Spirit Clan stays behind closed doors, they are fully aware that the four major tribes are backed by the Holy Land of the Cave Heaven, in order to compete for the general trend of luck gathered in the wilderness in the northwest.

For the sake of good fortune, several big uncles and Dongtian Holy Land have been entangled for a long time. The problem is that he has never seen the Dongtian Holy Land behind Daxia.

Whether it's Zidian, giant wood, or black dragon, the gods of the cave heaven and holy land behind the three major tribes have all appeared outside the ancient city of Qingteng.

This point cannot be hidden from him, but they and the Spirit Race have a tacit understanding, they abide by the rules and do not enter the spirit domain of the Spirit Race, and the Spirit Race turns a blind eye to them.

Could it be that the Holy Land behind Da Xia is very reassuring about Da Xia?

This idea was directly strangled to death by Ling Patriarch, what a joke, neither the patriarch Xia Tuo nor the fat man from the Tao Zhu family next to him are fuel-efficient lamps, not only not fuel-efficient, but definitely the kind of fuel-consuming guy .

Such a guy is the most difficult to control, and there are two guys out of one guy. If he is a man of mountains, seas and caves, these two guys in front of him will be killed in advance to save trouble.

Could it be that Shanhaidongtian wants to increase the difficulty of operation and play something complicated?

"Old Ancestor, I've been bothering you these days."

Then, Xia Tuo said, he always came to Ivy Ancient City, he felt a little weird, considering his cautious and timid personality, he felt uneasy when he met in one place several times in a row. No matter how peaceful the Spirit Race is, it seems safe.

Yes, it looks safe!

The Spirit Race in Qingteng Ancient City, to use a fashionable word, love life and respect nature. He admits this, but he just instinctively feels that it is not good to always lean in one place.

As the saying goes, the cunning rabbit has three caves, so the four major tribes of the northwest land are all in one place, if they are taken away, then hehe.

Looking at Patriarch Ling's childlike face with crane hair, no matter how you look at it, his face is full of kindness, Xia Tuo suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

No way.

What if?

But the old man is so kind.

Will not.

"My Spirit Race people have not participated in the border disputes for a long time, and you can choose to meet in the land of my Spirit Race, which is considered to be respectful of my Spirit Race.

It just so happens that there is still some time before the next meeting, so you can spend more time in the city. "

"Okay, let's bother."

After coming out of the Great Hall of the Spirit Race, Xia Tuo chose a place near the outskirts of the forest in the ancient city to live temporarily, and found comfort for himself.

For the next time, he nested in the tree hole to practice. When the fat brother saw Xia Tuo practicing, he also nested in the tree hole and did not run around. He held the little jade ax and called his little ancestor every day.

Half a year passed quickly, and the clan leaders of Zidian, Jumu, and Black Dragon, as well as warriors from the Cave Heaven Holy Land, arrived as scheduled, and the four major tribes gathered in Ivy again.

Compared with the last meeting, Uncle Zidian's improvement is a little bit worse, and the aura on his body is still fluctuating, and there are hidden wounds in his body with a clear eye.

In addition to Long Yaoshi and Uncle Zidian, there was also a guy in a golden robe and holding a short spear in his hand.

As expected of coming from the Holy Land of Longbo, the temperament of this golden-cloaked warrior is almost carved out of the same mold as Long Yaoshi, his eyes almost grow to the back of his head.

"You said that the Lord of the Zidian clan will not be given by these two guys..."

Fat brother sat cross-legged three feet away from Xia Tuo, lowered his head, looked at Zi Wuxiao with a wicked look, and said to Xia Tuo in a low voice.

"Tsk tsk, no wonder the internal injuries."

Xia Tuo sat upright with his eyes fixed on him.

This time, it was still within the cloud and mist realm of the Spirit Race, surrounded by mist.

Except for Da Xia, only Xia Tuo and Fat Brother came, all the three Zidian clans came together with three powerful people in the Holy Realm.

In addition to Que Hun, there is also a young warrior in black armor with a deep mark between his brows, like a third eye.

As for Jumu Bobu, besides Mu Jiuhan, there was also an old man with white hair and the wrinkles on his face piled up like mountains and rivers. He had already sat there and dozed off not long after he arrived.

Xia Tuo's eyes swept across the surroundings, and the same people around him were also looking at him. His eyes swept across Mu Qingyun and Zi Wuxiao respectively. The eyes of all three were expressionless, and the eyes disappeared in a flash.

The people from all directions looked at each other, and after a long silence, Mu Jiuhan took the lead and said, "You must have seen the scrolls presented by my three caves to all ethnic groups. We are here to sign a contract, so don't delay." Alright, let's get started."

call out!

At this time, with a soft sound, a ray of light fell in the center of the square, and the jade ax was embedded in the stone on the ground.

This sudden change immediately attracted everyone's attention, and they all looked at Fat Brother.

Regarding this, Fat Brother's fat face was still smiling, squinting his small eyes and looking around.

"What do you mean?"

Mu Jiuhan's face turned cold, and he stared at Fat Brother.

"Don't be afraid, it's not interesting, I'm just a worker, my cave master said, you don't think much of us."

Having said that, Fat Brother paused for a moment before muttering: "So..."

call out!

The next moment, a ray of light burst out from within the jade axe, attacking in Mu Jiuhan's direction.

boom!

In an instant, Mu Jiuhan was behind Mu Jiuhan, an old man with a drowsy look, his eyes sparkled, and there seemed to be golden crow and laurel moon in the cloudy eyes, and his big old hands grabbed the light.

puff!

There was a soft sound, and a bloodstain appeared on the palm of the hand that withered like a chicken's claw, followed by a red light on the old man's arm, and the shadows of thousands of axes loomed faintly.

Ka Ka Ka ~

The body, flesh and blood, bones, tendons, and blood melted piece by piece like this.

"No……!"

With a desolate roar, the old man's face was ferocious, with horror in his pupils, he looked at his dismembered body.

puff~

A cloud of blood mist rose up, and the head was also submerged in the blood mist. The figures of Mu Jiuhan and the leader of the Jumu clan who were next to him retreated involuntarily.

"granduncle!"

Mu Jiuhan roared loudly, with horror in his eyes.

one strike!

With just one blow, he didn't even see what was going on, and his uncle was beaten to death.

Swish!

The next moment, the jade ax groaned softly, and then the blood atomized by the old man turned into a torrent of blood, which was absorbed by the jade axe.

This scene silenced the surroundings, Xia Tuo raised his eyebrows, things were a bit unexpected, he was letting the fat man make trouble, but...

"You want to fight with me three beads forever!"

After a long time, Mu Jiuhan, who came to his senses, yelled at Fat Brother with red eyes.

Fat Brother waved and recalled the jade ax with a wave of his hand, with a hint of disdain on his face.

"Three plants?"

"What is it?"

"Don't say that you dare to set the standard for the battle of luck behind my back. This old man alone is dishonest. How can you let a god's soul condescend to this old skin? This is your family's tradition?"

Hearing the sound, Uncle Long and the warriors from the Holy Land of the Six Jiaos looked at Mu Jiuhan with scrutiny in their eyes.

play dirty!

Fat Brother looked around in all directions, while the phantom of a small ax in the spiritual world was scurrying around.

"Fatty man, you lied to me, the blood of Lao Bangcai is too old, it doesn't taste good at all, and I can't hold back the soul."

In an instant, the little ax turned into a little fat man with a braid tied into the sky on top of his head, and a little bird dangling from side to side under his crotch, the little bellyband couldn't cover it no matter what.

"Fatty man, I'm at a big loss. I've accumulated so many years of true spiritual power, and I wasted it just for you. You're going to die later."

In an instant, Mu Jiuhan came back to his senses, and seeing the warriors of Longbo and Liujiao tribes looking at him, he suddenly thought something was wrong.

He seemed to have seen the pre-conspiracy of the three major caves, and cracks had already appeared.

The situation froze all of a sudden.

The corner of Fat Brother's mouth twitched, suppressed his breath, and said slowly: "You say it yourself, I should take this old man back and hand it over to the cave master."

hum!

The next moment, as Fat Brother waved his hand, a beam of light was thrown from the jade axe, revealing the spirit of the old man who had been Lingchi earlier.

"Don't watch the show, this old man's primordial spirit is about to be overwhelmed."

Ripples appeared in the spiritual world, Xia Tuo was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that the fat man scared him to death!