He understood that in the Fengzhen tribe, the person who appeared in front of him in the same way and had the ability to rival Wu Sen was Su Ming.

He understood, in the dwelling of their Wushan Department in Fengzhen Mudstone City, when he came back from exhaustion that night, when he looked at the ball of blood that belonged to his own eyebrows floating in the room, he was surprised, and the person who kept guessing was also ...... Su Ming!

He also looked at the back of Su Ming standing in front of him at this moment, in a trance, on Su Ming's body, he seemed to see the figure returning from the first level of the big test, the figure that was in the spotlight, at this moment, it was so familiar, he understood, that ...... It's also Su Ming!

All these thoughts, like countless thunderbolts roaring in Bei Ling's mind at this moment, seemed to turn into a large amount of lightning that penetrated his mind, making his body tremble, he didn't dare to believe all this, he couldn't believe it, Su Ming didn't know when he had such a cultivation, and he was silent, to the extent that he made himself look up.

In his memory, this person who was always hated by him, who was despised by him from the heart, and even Su Ming, who was always indifferent in his words, now, made Beiling's heart complicated.

That level of complexity made him seem to forget that he was still on the battlefield, that he was fighting, that he had forgotten everything, and his mind was blank and dazed.

"How is this ......" Bei Ling muttered, Chen Xin beside him hugged him tightly, with tears in her eyes, there was no Su Ming in her eyes, there was just Bei Ling's pale face now and the moment before, and he didn't retreat half a step back like a mountain when he died.

All this is said slowly, but in fact, it is almost the moment when Su Ming's spear came and landed on the earth to set off a roaring wave of qi, at the moment when the big man who raised the knife collapsed, Su Ming's body took a step forward, his speed was so fast, he turned into an afterimage and went straight to the person on the left who was swept by the wave of qi and staggered back, this person was about fifty years old, and he only cultivated to the fifth layer of the blood condensation realm.

As soon as he took a few steps back, he immediately saw a flower in front of him, and the pupils of his eyes contracted and he was about to stride back, and a strong crisis suddenly descended on his whole body, but Su Ming's speed was too fast, and before this person could retreat again, he was in a roar that broke through the air, and it was approaching in an instant, and the whole person had a hideous look, with an angry killing, not with a fist, but with his body, and crashed into the chest of this black mountain man.

The sound of clicking was crisp and swirling, and blood overflowed from the corner of the black man's mouth, and his back suddenly exploded, but his body could not withstand the powerful power from Su Ming, and suddenly his whole body bones were shattered, and his body was thrown backwards, and he died of anger before he landed.

The hatred in Su Ming's eyes not only did not decrease, but became stronger, he hated everyone in the Black Mountain Department, turned around sharply at this moment, and stared at the last of the three Black Mountain barbarians who wanted to kill Beiling not far away.

This person is burly, but he is not tall, the hideous smile and excited eyes that were originally chasing Beiling before, suddenly changed at this moment, the smile turned into horror, that gaze contained fear, he watched Su Ming kill one person with a spear in a way that shocked him, and he even killed another person with a collision.

The neat scene gave this big man a sense of cruelty and madness, his heart was pounding, when Su Ming's eyes looked at him, he immediately screamed in fear, desperate to retreat, he was scared, in his feelings, Su Ming at this moment was definitely the leader level of the Wushan Clan, such a person was not something he could resist.

But just as the big man took less than three steps back, a sharp roar suddenly rose, but he saw an arrow shot from a distance, if the arrow could penetrate the void, it came instantly, and brought out a stream of blood from the big man's neck, which directly penetrated and landed on the big tree on the side, making a loud sound, making the big tree tremble.

The big man held his neck, blood kept pouring out, his eyes darkened, and he fell to the ground, and his body was trampled by the people of the two tribes who killed around him.

The head in the distance, with exhaustion, quickly retracted his gaze to look here, and continued to fight with his enemy, the leader of the eighth layer of blood coagulation of the Black Mountain Department.

Su Ming walked towards Beiling, stopped in front of it, grabbed the scaly blood spear that pierced into the snow, and pulled it out fiercely, his eyes flashed, and when he was about to look for the Black Mountain tribesmen to continue killing, Beiling's complicated and hesitant voice came from his ears.

"Thank you......" The voice was mixed between the battle of this war and the whimpering Xunqu, it seemed very faint, Su Ming didn't seem to hear it, after pulling out his spear, he walked forward, but he took a few steps, but it was a slight pause.

"Let it be passed...... For the sake of Chenxin, you have to live well......" Su Ming spoke, and his body took a step forward, heading straight for the crowd of people who were fighting not far away.

Almost at the moment when Su Ming galloped forward, an indifferent gaze suddenly looked at Su Ming from the far fence, it was a man in a coarse linen shirt, who looked about forty years old, his body was extremely strong, it looked like an iron tower, and his body was full of blood, but almost all of them were barbarians belonging to the Wushan Tribe.

The power of qi and blood in his body is majestic, and looking at it, it seems to have reached the eighth layer of blood coagulation, which seems to be almost the same as Ye Wang, who fought with Su Mingzeng.

The moment he looked at Su Ming, this person's right hand was raised, and in his hand, there was a long bone knife, and when the knife fell, the head of an Wushan tribesman who was fighting to the death around him was cut off.

Before the clansman even had time to explode himself, his head was in a different place, and his head was grabbed by this person, and he threw it directly towards Su Ming, who was looking at him.

The skull landed at Su Ming's feet with hot blood, and the blood stained the snow red, making the snow quickly melt and turn into blood water.

Su Ming paused, his bloodshot eyes looked up, and the big man was in this battlefield, separated by the crowd, staggered together, Su Ming saw the cruelty and ruthlessness in the eyes of the big man, and the big man also saw the madness and murder in Su Ming's eyes.

The eyes of the two, at the moment of contact, the big man moved, his body shook, the whole person jumped up and went straight to Su Ming, Su Ming's right foot stepped towards the earth, and his body also jumped up quickly, rushing towards the big man!

This big man can wear coarse linen clothes instead of animal skins, obviously he has a high status in the Black Mountain Department, and being able to kill such a person will definitely have a heavy blow to the morale of the Black Mountain Department.

As soon as this big man moved, because of his different identities, he immediately attracted the attention of many Black Mountain tribesmen in the battle here, and he seemed to be driven by the momentum, and he rushed to kill one by one.

Seeing that the two were getting closer and closer, in an instant, they suddenly coalesced together and started a fierce battle of life and death.

But at this moment, in front of the crowd of the Wushan tribe, the Wushan patriarch spurted blood, his face was pale, and his body retreated, but he saw in front of him, most of the Black Mountain tribe died, but there was a big man in black who was the same as the two people who fought with the Abu before, and suddenly appeared, and with his amazing cultivation, he shocked the Wushan patriarch and forced him back.

The black-clothed man had a dull gaze, but he showed a bloodthirsty color, and took a big stride, leading the two Black Mountain barbarians who followed behind him, and chased straight after the retreating patriarch, looking like he was going to kill the injured patriarch in one fell swoop. On the patriarch's side, the clansmen who had fought with him before had already died in the previous battle, and he was the only one in front of the crowd at this moment.

At the time of this crisis, it seems that the patriarch of the Wushan tribe could not avoid this life-and-death juncture, and in the anger and sorrow of the crowd in the rear, there was a person who suddenly rushed out of the crowd, this person was an old man, he was Nansong of the Wushan tribe!

The moment he walked out, he seemed to sigh lightly, and his right foot stepped towards the earth, without too strong sound, but the black-clothed man who was chasing the Wushan patriarch in front of him was suddenly shocked, as if he was stumbling under his feet, and his expression showed shock At the same time, Nan Song walked out and landed in front of the big man, his thin right arm, punched it, and stopped the pace of his pursuit, and the two fought together in front of this group.

But beside the black-clothed man, there were two Black Mountain barbarians following, one of them was the head of the Black Mountain Department with a big bow, although this person was shocked by the arrival of the South Song, but there was the man in black, he gritted his teeth and jumped, and chased after the Wushan patriarch, his eyes showed cruelty and excitement, he could imagine that if he killed the Wushan patriarch and took his head, in the tribe, he would make a great achievement.

Patriarch Wushan laughed miserably, he was still a few feet away from the crowd behind him that was protected by light, but now, he knew that he couldn't go back.

But he has no regrets in his eyes, only reluctance, he does not regret dying in battle, as a patriarch, it is his glory to die for the tribe, but he is reluctant...... He was reluctant to leave the tribe so quickly, and he hadn't taken his people to a safe place yet......

The crisis here of the patriarch was seen by Su Ming and many people, but in the hideous situation of the Black Mountain Department, no one could rush there, after all, it was the life and death of the Wushan Patriarch, and the Black Mountain Department was also excited about it, trapping every barbarian of the Wushan Department.

Su Ming wanted to rush there, but the big man in the coarse linen shirt of the Black Mountain Department stopped him with a sneer, so that Su Ming couldn't get over at all, and he didn't even have a chance to throw a spear.

At this moment of crisis, at the moment when the patriarch of the Wushan tribe seemed to be unable to avoid this life and death, the ordinary people of the Wushan tribe who were protected by the light of the barbarian statue, at the forefront, at the closest to the patriarch, there were more than ten young people.

These young people, one by one, trembled, they are a group of people in the tribe who eat and wait for death, they do not have a brute body, let alone a strong body, often on weekdays when the tribe is working, most of them are leisurely, because there have been barbarians killed in battle in their homes, so that they feel that they have some special rights, no matter what they do, as long as they do not betray the tribe, they will continue like this for the rest of their lives.

They have not forgotten the glory of their family, but they did not choose to inherit this glory, but chose to give themselves a reason to be lazy and domineering under the protection of this glory.

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