Chapter 3820 Do You Need a Reason to Kill Someone?

North of Ula Tribe.

On a small desert hillside.

There are two figures on the backs of the two horses, one old and one young. Although the old figure looks old, his body has an unparalleled aura, as if it is about to rise into the sky, like a peerless spear.

As for the little one, he was a little fat man. His round fat face looked rather simple and honest. He looked at the battle unfolding over there, but he couldn't see much joy, anger, sorrow or joy.

If Yun Xiao was here, he would have recognized this round-faced little fat man as Ling Wan, whom he had known in the Yuhu Sect of the Qianlong Continent, a life-and-death brother with an extremely simple heart.

But at this moment, although Lingwan's face is still round and fat, it looks like it has been weathered.

If it was the spirit pill from back then, I am afraid that as early as the moment he saw the Black Wind Horse Bandits, he could not help but save people.

It's just that in the past two years, Lingwan followed the teacher beside him tossing and turning in the desert, and he was used to seeing too many tribes living and dying, and he was already able to keep it out of his mind.

There are nomadic peoples in the desert, and there are many ferocious horse bandits. Tribes rise up almost every day, and some tribes are destroyed by horse bandits. Even if he wants to, he can't control them.

As for the person next to Lingwan, he is well-known in the entire Liyuan Realm. He is known as the Great Desert Swordsman, and he is one of the five human beings. His strength is not inferior to Master Yunwei's ancestor Xuanhe.

The reason why he accepted Ling Wan as his direct disciple was because Qiang Jue was an innate Hunyuan Qi.

And on the entire continent, it must not be so easy to find a suitable innate Hunyuan Qi heir.

This is the fortune of Lingwan, and it is also an opportunity for Qiangjue, so in the past two years, Qiangjue has spent no less time on Lingwan than Xuanhe Patriarch spent on Yunwei.

Qiang Jue had no son or daughter all his life, he seemed to raise Ling Wan as his own son, but his strict father gave birth to a filial son, although he loved Ling Wan very much, he did not relax his cultivation at all.

Back then, in the first battle of Gunjue fame, he rushed out in the tens of thousands of people in the Northern Desert with a sharp spear that had no traces, and laid the foundation for him to be one of the five uniqueness of human beings.

This has something to do with the Hunyuan Qi of Gunjue itself, so he has always wanted to cultivate Lingwan into a peerless figure like himself.

It's a pity that when Lingwan just came to Liyuan Realm, although he had talent, he lacked vigor.

Ling Wan, who had been following Yun Xiao before, didn't need to worry about anything, and he didn't need him to charge forward. In many cases, Yun Xiao had arranged everything, and he only needed to execute it.

But when he came to Liyuan Realm and was accepted as a direct disciple by Qiang Jue, Lingwan suddenly found that he still had another way, that is to go forward bravely, never retreating.

This is the unique domineering spirit of Qiang Jue's lineage. Even when he was trapped in a crowd of thousands of people, he never took a step back, and finally fought his way out alive.

For the past two years, Qiang Jue has done nothing but hang around in the desert with Lingwan, and when he sees the horse bandits bullying those tribes, he sends Lingwan to fight.

Once, when Lingwan had just broken through to the first-rank God Emperor, there was actually a strong man at the peak of the first-rank God Emperor hidden in a horse bandit group, which almost capsized Lingwan's boat in the gutter.

In the end, Lingwan, relying on the power of Hunyuan Yiqi, forcibly fought with the leader of the horse thief and suffered a lose-lose situation.

During this period, Qiang Jue never made a move, and it seemed that even if Ling Wan was killed, he would not make a move.

In fact, how could Qiang Jue watch his precious disciple be killed, he just wanted to stimulate the potential of Lingwan.

Under his secret care, at the last moment, only one breath was needed to kill the horse thief leader instantly.

After that life-and-death battle, Lingwan's personality has also changed a lot. He knows that he can only rely on himself for everything, and sometimes even the teacher who values ​​him very much cannot be relied on.

After nearly two years of experience, today's Lingwan is already a powerhouse at the peak of the second-rank God Emperor, and he has long been indifferent to the life and death of the desert tribe, and this is exactly the kind of momentum that Qiang Jue wants.

"Teacher, can you make a move?"

Lingwan looked at the four god-emperor powerhouses who had already fought over there, and turned his head expressionlessly to ask.

Although he has become a little more indifferent than before, he will still try his best to save the innocent people over there if he has a chance.

"Go, don't underestimate anyone!"

Qiang Jue nodded slightly, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, until Lingwan rode his horse and whipped his whip to rush towards the tribe below, he glanced in several directions vaguely.

"A group of chickens and dogs also want to ambush my disciple?"

Lingwan didn't hear this voice, and Qiangjue didn't move too much. Instead, after a sneer, he murmured: "Forget it, let you guys help my disciple break through to the third-rank God Emperor!"

The spirit pill that has already rushed out of the horse naturally does not know some potential things, let alone that this is his own calamity, and it is also an opportunity to break through.

…………

boom!

In the Wula tribe, there was a loud noise. It turned out that the deputy chief who had just broken through to the first-grade emperor was directly slashed in the chest by the deputy head of the Black Wind Group.

If the deputy chief hadn't been wearing a treasure armor, maybe his internal organs would have been chopped out, and he was in a cold sweat, and even suffered some internal injuries from the force.

"Huh? This baby is not bad!"

Not getting the effect he expected, the deputy head of the Black Wind Group was not angry but happy.

One must know that he didn't hold back the saber just now, and the treasured saber in his hand is also a semi-divine weapon, so it can't hurt the opponent, so one can imagine how precious that treasured armor is.

"Second brother!"

The chief Saula here has a feeling, and he is concerned about his second brother's injury, so he can't help being a little distracted, but his opponent is Hei Feng, the second-rank God Emperor.

"It's already this time, you still dare to be distracted?"

Seeing this, Heifeng sneered again, and the black sword in his hand was already slashing towards Saura's neck.

He believed that as long as he killed the chief of the Ula tribe, the women and wealth inside would be his own.

"It's over!"

Saura, who came back to his senses, sensed the power contained in the opponent's knife, and couldn't help feeling cold.

He knew that he couldn't catch it no matter what, and with this knife, the Wula tribe was finished.

laugh!

However, at this moment, a strong sound of breaking the wind suddenly sounded, which not only moved Saura's heart, but also surprised Heifeng over there.

Because at this moment, a ray of light suddenly appeared from behind Hei Feng, and immediately after that, a figure rushed behind Hei Feng with lightning speed.

Everyone was attracted by the sound of breaking the wind, and when they turned their heads to look, they immediately saw a chubby figure holding a long spear, and the tip of the long spear was piercing Hei Feng's back.

Hei Feng was also shocked, but he reacted very quickly, sensing the power contained in the long spear, he knew that he could not take it hard, and could only move his body a few feet sideways at this critical moment. .

Crack!

It's a pity that although Hei Feng was fast, the spear behind him was even faster. Although he avoided the vital point in the back, he didn't completely avoid it. When a soft sound came out, blood splashed everywhere.

Everyone could see clearly that the long spear was directly nailed into Heifeng's right shoulder, and then pierced through the front, finally nailing the leader of the second-rank God Emperor's horse thief group to a wall of the Ula tribe. above the earth wall.

The sudden change stunned everyone.

The deputy head who was about to take advantage of the victory to chase after his face changed drastically, and he no longer had the intention to kill people to seize the treasure, but retreated into the camp of the horse bandits in a panic.

The hundreds of horse thieves were all agitated, but they didn't back down. If the owner of the long spear had a personal grievance with Heifeng, he might not be angry with them.

Compared with the horse thieves of the Black Wind Horse Thieves Group, the members of the Wula tribe, including the two chief brothers, were all overjoyed after being surprised.

To be able to look forward to such a savior at such a desperate moment, for the Wula tribe, is simply the grace of rebirth.

Regardless of whether the young man had a personal grievance with Heifeng or not, he saved the entire Wula tribe after all.

"Tch, second grade emperor, is this the only thing you can do?"

Ling Wan curled his lips, and then slowly drew out his long spear, which made Hei Feng finally turn his head reluctantly, and saw what the enemy who had seriously injured him looked like.

Ling Wan is younger than Yun Xiao. Although he has been weathered for more than a year, his body shape has not changed much, and he still has the appearance of that little fat man.

If it wasn't for the amazing shot from before, maybe no one would have paid too much attention to such a little fat man when he saw it in other places.

What kind of strong would a young man in his early twenties be?

But now, if anyone treats the little fat man as an ordinary person again, the horse thieves of the horse thieves group will probably slap him.

Can an ordinary person nail the black wind of the second-grade god emperor to the wall with one shot?

Even if the little fat man launched a sneak attack, the reaction of the second-rank god emperor Heifeng was not slow, so he still couldn't completely avoid it.

From this point of view, the strength of this little fat man will definitely not be under the black wind, and he may even be a third-rank emperor.

For a moment, neither the Black Wind Horse Bandits nor the Wula tribe spoke.

"Who is Your Excellency? I, Heifeng, asked myself, did I offend you?"

Heifeng took a few deep breaths slowly, tapped his right shoulder a few times, stopped the blood spurting wildly, and then asked in a deep voice, you must know that Heifeng also has a backer.

"Do you need a reason to kill people? Then let me ask you, has the Wula tribe ever offended you, Heifeng?"

Lingwan curled his lips. In fact, he already knew that the Heifeng Bandits did all kinds of evil. Over the years, there were eight hundred people who died innocently at the hands of Heifeng, and those people may not have had any grudge against Heifeng.