Drifting snow, freezing cold.

Sappmore looked down at the old patriarch, and at this time, a man beside him whispered in his ear: "What this old thing said should be true. ”

In fact, anyone can see this, so Sappmore nodded lightly, and then raised his voice: "Then you tell me honestly, how many of you have?"

The old patriarch raised his head as if he had been amnestied, his forehead was already bloodstained at this moment, and he said loudly with blood: "Our Snow Clan can send five hundred horses, three thousand divine coins, and fifty stone of grain to the helper......

"Bastard!"

The long whip man glared angrily, and the long whip in his hand slapped directly on the old patriarch's back, leaving a blood-red and fiery trace again.

"I don't know what to do with the old thing! You dare to directly halve the conditions proposed by our gang leader? Not to mention that you Snow Clan only have these, looking at the past, there are at least seven or eight hundred horses!"

The old patriarch spat out a mouthful of blood, although his strength was not weak in the Snow Clan, but the long whip man in front of him was one of the five masters under the command of Sappmo, and his strength was strong.

With the whip down, the old patriarch didn't dare to resist, so he could only stubbornly stand aside, and then raised his head with difficulty and said: "These are really the most that our Snow Clan can come up with, no matter how much, our clan will not be able to survive this winter at all." ”

"Lao Tzu still cares if you can survive the winter?" Qiandang shouted angrily, and the long whip in his hand slapped down again, this whip hit the old patriarch's head directly, if it hit, I am afraid that his head will be broken and he will die.

"Stop!"

With a loud shout, a figure suddenly rushed out, and with a loud bang, the scabbard slammed into the long whip, blocking this deadly attack. The figure flashed suddenly, protecting in front of the old patriarch, it was Mu Protector.

The horse under his crotch was frightened, and he took a few steps back, and raised his head and neighed. However, Qiandang's riding skills were quite exquisite, and he instantly calmed the frightened horse. His eyes widened, and he stared at Mu Protector with a fierce anger, "Do you dare to resist?"

"Helper!" Mu Protector directly turned his hand towards Saplemo at this time, and said in a loud voice, "There is a request below. ”

Saplemo waved his hand, and a smile appeared on his face: "You are the number one warrior of the Snow Barbarian Clan, Mu Xinghe?"

"Exactly. ”

"Well, the people that this gang leader admires most are warriors. Sappmore laughed and said, "What do you want?"

Mu Xinghe clenched the long knife in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "The Snow Clan is by no means ignorant, and has willingly paid tribute to the Eagle Gang with everything it can contribute, what the patriarch said is already the limit of what we can hand over, if the gang leader is not satisfied, if the gang leader is not satisfied, ......"

Mu Xinghe gritted his teeth and said: "I am willing to fight bravely, challenge the gang leader in the name of the snow god, and if I win by luck, please also ask the gang master to open up the net and accept the tribute of our snow clan." ”

As soon as the words fell, there was an uproar of laughter among the Eagle Gang horses.

"Dare to challenge our helper, I really don't know whether to live or die!"

At this moment, the old patriarch's face also changed, and his expression showed a burst of sadness, of course he knew that Mu Xinghe's strength was definitely far inferior to Sappmo.

However, the old patriarch understood what Mu Xinghe meant, and he wanted to save a glimmer of life for the Snow Clan through a battle to the death. He was ready to sacrifice himself.

Sure enough, when Mu Xinghe's words fell, Sappmore looked at him with interest, and said with a smile for a moment: "Yes! This gang leader has always admired brave warriors! It's just ......"

The corners of Sappmore's mouth raised a trace of disdain, and he turned to say proudly: "Since you issued a challenge in the name of the Snow God, this gang leader will not refuse. It's just that the person who should fight is not the leader of this gang, Tianyao, you play with him. ”

"Yes! ”

A big man rushed out, also holding a big knife in his hand, glancing at Mu Xinghe with a sneer in his eyes, and said with a smile: "Just by virtue of you, you are also qualified to challenge our helper?"

At this time, Saplemo spoke up: "Mu Xinghe, you can go through three moves in Tianyao's hands, and this gang leader will be as you wish." If you can't go through three moves, then ......"

"Hey, fellows of the Snow Clan, regardless of whether you can survive this winter or not, you must pay all the amounts that this gang leader has requested. One less god coin, and the Mingjin clan is a lesson for you!"

The big knife in Mu Xinghe's hand came out of its sheath, and a cold light flashed, and at this moment, his expression was extremely grim. The person in front of him has a great reputation in the Ice and Snow Grassland, known as the Blood Knife Tianyao, and among the five masters under the command of Saplemo, he is one of the best existences.

Even if it was only three moves, Mu Xinghe never had the slightest negligence or carelessness. The opponent is an absolute powerhouse, and this battle is even more related to the life and death fate of the Snow Clan.

However, Mu Xinghe is also confident in his own strength, although the Blood Knife Tianyao is strong, he can also faintly feel his strength, and he must be able to take three moves in his hands.

"Drive!"

Blood Knife Tianyao rode his horse and rushed up at this moment, the long knife in his hand pointed obliquely at the sky, and Sen Han's eyes glanced at Mu Xinghe. Suddenly, the momentum of the whole body erupted like a flood suddenly lacking an embankment, swarming out, and the wind swept towards the Mu Xing River.

In an instant, Mu Xinghe's face changed suddenly, and the momentum of Blood Knife Tianyao suddenly skyrocketed, not like his own strength, or rather, the aura he had diffused before had been hiding his strength.

However, no matter what the reason was, Mu Xinghe at this moment had already felt a huge and heavy pressure. Under the suppression of this extremely large momentum, the body shook back a few steps one after another.

Sonor!

The blade was stuck on the ground, and when he raised his eyes, a layer of cold blood light in front of him had spread like a tide. In an instant, Mu Xinghe's whole body was firmly blocked, and the blade fell.

Seeing this scene, Saplemo in the distance sneered: "The first warrior of the Snow Clan, a lowly tribe forgotten by the gods. ”

Sappmo looked down on everyone in this tribe in his heart, and the reason why he agreed to Mu Xinghe's challenge was just to add some fun to this plunder.

The blood knife fell with the rapid snow, and time came, at this moment, Mu Xinghe was suppressed by the opponent's absolutely powerful momentum, and it was difficult to resist at all, his face burst out with strong unwillingness, and he gritted his teeth and struggled to raise the knife to meet him, using his strongest knife technique.

Sonorous and sonorous......

Between breaths, bursts of violent sounds erupted, and the puff blood arrow flew up, Mu Xinghe was stabbed eight times in a very short period of time, and was immediately slapped away by the blood knife Tianyao's palm, and fell the ice and snow grass.

"Vulnerable. ”

The figure of the Blood Knife Tianyao flickered, and he jumped back on the horse, and the Blood Knife returned to its sheath, looking down at Mu Xinghe with strong disdain: "The first warrior of the Snow Clan? ”

"Father!"

The sound of horses' hooves, the girl Mu Xue galloped out of the horse, screamed and rushed in the direction of Mu Xinghe, her delicate body turned over and dismounted, and quickly squatted beside Mu Xinghe.

His eyes were anxious, his red lips were quick and urgent, and his palm suddenly glowed with a burst of pure white light, covering Mu Xinghe's wound. The knife wound on Mu Xinghe's body stopped the bleeding extremely quickly, and there were traces of healing.