The sky was a blue of water, blue like a fine jewel, but without a trace of clouds. The transparent sun hung high in the sky, casting boundless heat on the earth. The same green grassland, like bread being expanded in the oven, has a gentle curve. Each curve is hundreds of miles long, and lies gently on the ground in the direction of east and west. Between the curves, there are rivers, lakes, forests, wetlands, groups of snow-white, pitch-black livestock, like clouds in the sky falling on the earth, are happily running under the drive of the shepherds.

The Dongyi people, a tribal alliance mainly based on hunting, are like locusts, following the hordes of wild beasts in the vast expanse of the land everywhere, eating all living things wherever they go. Nomadism is just a sideline business carried out by some of their tribes to withstand the winter when their crops are scarce, and this is the case, and their captive cattle are also in billions, and the grasslands and forests as far as the eye can see are their pastures.

For these self-raised livestock, the Dongyi people are not very careful, and do not completely regard animal husbandry as their main business like the Shang people. In their opinion, the muscles of the raised livestock are weak and the blood is thin! What they like is the kind of fierce beast that falls under their swords and arrows after a bloody battle, this kind of wild animal with surging blood and strong bones is the blood food that good men should eat. Therefore, the herds of livestock are left in the wild, and it is rare to see a few shepherds taking care of them.

Fortunately, this land is huge and has endless wild beasts for the Dongyi people to prey, otherwise with their habits, they would have been forced to follow the example of their sworn enemies, the Shang people, and switch to single-minded herding. But it is precisely because of their nomadic habit of life that they have developed a particularly fierce and warlike habit of the Dongyi people. The aggressive Dongyi people, warlike and ferocious, it was one of the Yi Wolf tribes that led the army that wiped out the Chihu Manchu tribe and provoked the fierce god Xia Jie.

Xia Jie and the others entered the territory of the Dongyi people three days ago, and they were immediately intoxicated by this beautiful grassland scenery. The waist-deep green pastures, the huge forests of flowers and trees that were taller than a man's head, the boundless herds of livestock drowning in the grass, the wild beasts that preyed on the currents and near the lakes, and the endless tents all gave Xia Jie and them, the people of Great Xia from Anyi City, a great shock. Such a beautiful land is full of flavors that are different from those of Great Xia and Kyushu.

But the people who live in the beautiful land are very unfriendly. Along the way, every time they pass through a tribe of the Dongyi people, once they hear that they are envoys from the Great Xia, there will immediately be a master of the tribe to challenge Xia Jie, the excuse is to understand Xia Jie's hand, it is said that the men on the grassland can only tell who is a friend through fists and swords. But it was these Dongyi men who kept calling themselves friends and brothers who killed Xia Jie and them fiercely. If it weren't for the powerful witch warriors carefully selected by dozens of witch halls among the accompanying witches, Xia Jie and the others would have to return to Anyi with serious injuries as soon as they walked into the grassland.

"Xia Jie, I can't stand it, they will provoke us like this again, so they will simply slaughter one of their tribes and give them a little color. The red starling was full of anger, and carefully touched an arrow wound on his shoulder with his fingers, and there was already a murderous aura flowing out of his eyes.

Xia Jie didn't say a word, he looked back, and more than two miles behind the envoy procession, there was a team of about 3,000 people with messy clothes, messy mounts, and different feather emblems on their heads. The members of this team were all brave and fierce young men from the tribe that Xia Jie had passed along the way, and who were intimidated by their use of force. These Dongyi people were not convinced that the top hunters in their tribe were defeated by Xia Jie, so they followed Xia Jie and slipped out, waiting for an opportunity to retaliate. Along the way, Xia Jie and the others passed through hundreds of tribes, large and small, and as a result, these Dongyi people who were bent on revenge followed behind had as many as 3,000 people.

With a sigh, Xia Jie measured the strength of his subordinates: four Jiuding Wuwu, ten Jiuding Wuwu, thirty Wuwu of the Eighth Ding, and one hundred Wuwu of the Qiding. The rest of the people were all dressed in the uniforms of the Black Warriors, and in fact the elite of the other strong armies of the military department were transferred from the other strong armies of the military department, and there were also thousands of these witch warriors. With such a force, it would be easy to destroy a tribe of about 100,000 Dongyi people, but what would be the consequences of the massacre? I'm afraid that my group will never be able to leave this grassland again, right?

Those high-ranking witches and witches are all the witches of the Heavenly Witches who have the strongest destructive power of gold and fire witch power mobilized from the Five Elements Witch Hall under the Power Witch Palace, and the leader of the team is a Jiuding Imperial Witch Wing of the Fire Witch Hall under the Power Witch Palace, a more than 400-year-old witch who is in the prime of life and is in the twilight of his life, and his witch power is strong and his physical strength is also abundant. Xia Jie looked at Yi Yi, whose hair was burning like a flame, and asked, "Yi Yi, is there a way to avoid the trouble on this road?" Xia Jie smiled bitterly: "If they continue to provoke me all the way like this, I'm afraid I can't help but kill him." ”

The fiery magic power made Yiyi's temper as violent as a flame, and he roared angrily, "If there was a way, it would have been used a long time ago." But there was really no way. The previous envoys were all challenged all the way through in this way, otherwise what would we Jiuding Great Witches do with you?" casually swung his fist towards a lake on the side of the road, evaporating the lake with a diameter of more than 100 zhang in an instant, until the silt at the bottom of the lake was burned into a glass-like liquid, and then Yi Yi roared loudly: "Only by hurrying up, and when we come into contact with the direct clansmen of their great patriarch, we can avoid these troubles." In any case, they always have to give their Houyi people a lot of respect. ”

As soon as the words fell, more than a hundred crimson horses of incomparably divine horses suddenly rushed out of the sparse woods in front of them. A Dongyi man with eight golden feathers on his head sang loudly to Xia Jie: "Friends from afar, try the beautiful bar of our Feng Clan." If you're friends, drink with us. If you are enemies, we will only give you death. ”

A long arrow whistled and shot at the red starling at the front of the line, and at the same time it was thrown into the sky, along with a jar of lamb's blood wine, the favorite of the Dongyi people on the grassland.

"Eight Feather Archers, there must be a very large tribe of their Dongyi people around here, otherwise there would be no archers of this level. Yi Yi muttered, the identity of the eight archers is equivalent to the Eight Ding Great Witches of Great Xia, but the strength is strong and weak, no Great Witch dares to let the shooters of the Dongyi people open up the distance from him to several miles or more than ten miles, and no shooter of the Dongyi people dares to let the Wu of the Great Xia get close to his body or stay away from him dozens of miles away.

The starling scolded angrily, and in desperation, he rolled off his mount and rolled on the ground a few times in embarrassment. The long arrow that shot at his heart suddenly took a turn, and slammed into the ground, shooting directly into the shoulder blades of the black horse that the starling was riding, dragging a long bloody arrow out of the back of the abdomen. The black hissed, took a deep look at the red starling that was still rolling on the ground, and fell to the ground suddenly, and lost his breath in an instant.

Xia Jie's brows stood up, but the eight-feathered archer who attacked the starling suddenly burst out laughing: "Behold, the heroes of Great Xia, they have given up their mounts. Our brethren brethren, will any of you give up the mount they hold for their lives?"

A group of Dongyi people who followed behind the eight archers laughed loudly at the same time: "No, no. Only the timid Great Xia people would do this. How despicable they are, they only care about running for their lives. ”

The yellow light in Xia Jie's eyes flashed like a ghostly fire, and the other fire-type Jiuding wizard and the two gold-based Jiuding wizards who were comparable to Yiyi's strength roared angrily at the same time, and they were about to step forward to teach the eight-feather archer a lesson. Xia Jie jumped up, took out the Heavenly Curse Knife casually, pointed the tip of the knife at the high-spirited eight-feather archer, and muttered a few strange spells.

The eight archers only felt that it was dark in front of them, and the whole person was suddenly dizzy, and countless hideous ghost and god images rushed towards him in front of him. The archer cried out, "Oh, no, I've fallen under their spell." Instinctively, the eight-feathered archer jumped up from his horse, rolled behind him several somersaults in succession, and pulled out his longbow to release an arrow at Xia Jie.

Xia Jie aimed the Heavenly Curse Knife at the archer's mount, and with the last spell, the crimson divine horse suddenly screamed, and blood spurted out of the seven orifices, and the essence blood shot out from the seven orifices, and was sucked clean by the Heavenly Curse Knife. Under the blue sky and white sun, I saw a gust of yin wind sweeping the horse, forcibly pulling out a dim horse-shaped phantom from the horse's body, and rushing into the Heavenly Curse Knife with a ghost crying and howling all the way. The dim gray light on the Heavenly Spell Knife flickered slightly, and suddenly became a little heavier.

The red starling was still lying on the ground, so he suddenly laughed loudly: "It turns out that the heroes of the Dongyi people will also give up their mounts." ”

The eight-feathered archer, who was still in the air, trembled with anger, and suddenly a mouthful of blood rushed out of his mouth, pointing at the red starling and scolding: "Bastard, you are so despicable as to use the most vicious curse against me, did you come to the grassland to want to start a war with our heroes in Dongyi? ”

Yi Yi and they were confined to their identities, and it was difficult to refute them, but Xia Jie put on a rogue tone of a ruffian and a scoundrel, and greeted the eight archers with the most vicious and obscene swear words, and then said angrily: "I curse you with a witch weapon, that is, shameless and indecent, then how glorious, how great, and righteous is it for you to be a dignified eight-feather marksman, and to kill a witch who has just become a ding, how glorious, how great, and how righteous it is? The heroes of the grassland will only use this method?"

Suddenly pulled the big sleeve of Yiyi, and threw Yiyi forward casually, Xia Jie shouted: "This is Lord Yiyi, the leader of the escort of our envoy group, the Fire Witch Palace's subordinate to the Great Xia Li Witch Palace, a small and low-grade witch." You kid, do you have what it takes to shoot an arrow at him?"

Yi Yi Chang laughed, his body suddenly flew up in the air, and a golden flame with a radius of dozens of zhang suddenly bloomed up and down his body, it was like another sun appeared in the sky, and the power was amazing to the extreme. In the sound of 'whirring' flames, the temperature within a radius of more than ten miles rose sharply, and the water vapor on several small rivers and several wetlands rose like steamers, and the last drop of fresh water was evaporated in an instant. The nearby pasture grass suddenly turned yellow, and the grass in the field of more than ten miles burned at the same time, and the smoke covered the sky.

That's not all, Yi Yi roared, and also recited a few incantations in his mouth, the red light flashed in his eyes, and he took out a red stone knife in his right hand, and pointed fiercely at the Dongyi brigade of more than 100 people in front of him. So I saw that the entire air was distorted within a radius of tens of zhang where those Dongyi people were.

The archers of the Dongyi people exclaimed at the same time, jumped up in a hurry, and fled in all directions. Their mounts remained where they were, and with a single scream, they had been hit by the vicious spell cast by the wings, and they saw that every pore of the horses shot out thin flames, and they burned fiercely. In just three or five breaths, the horses had already been burned to ashes, and wisps of pale green souls were also sucked by the red stone knife in Yiyi's hand.

Xia Jie jumped off the ink qilin, walked over slowly and swayed step by step, and grabbed the wine jar that the eight archers had thrown out and landed in the middle of the grass. Yiyi's control of the fire has reached a delicate level, and it just so happens that the grass in the square circle near the wine jar still maintains a green and faint color, and is not threatened by the high temperature at all. Xia Jie raised the wine jar, slapped the sealing mud on the wine jar with one palm, poured a few mouthfuls of red-colored lamb's blood wine into his stomach, and laughed: "This brother, it seems that we are friends?

The eight archers looked at Xia Jie in embarrassment, his bowstring was burned off by a little yin fire shot out by the wings, and he was frustrated, where could he still speak? The difference in strength between the Eight Ding and the Nine Ding was as huge as the gap between an ordinary fifth or sixth rank Wuwu and the current Xia Jie, where could he still speak? In the face of absolutely strong strength, no matter how unwilling and angry this group of Dongyi men were, they were speechless.

The only one who can deal with the Jiuding Great Witch is the Nine Feather Marksman among the Dongyi people. However, the transcendent existence of the nine-feather marksman is firmly controlled by the Houyi tribe in its own tribal army, and there are very few nine-feather archers who haunt the grassland.

In desperation, these eight archers staggered to Xia Jie step by step, took the wine jar in Xia Jie's hand with an iron face, and also drank a large mouthful of blood wine with his eyes up, and hugged Xia Jie fiercely. The eight archers said angrily, "Yes, you have the strength to be our friends. Come, if you want to rest, our tribe has the best game, the most beautiful girl. If you're in a hurry, we can also bring you food and drinks. ”

'Squeak', Xia Jie felt wrong, why did the strength on the arms of these eight archers get bigger and bigger? Although the two were hugging 'passionately', they didn't need to be enthusiastic to this extent, as if they were going to twist Xia Jie's vertebrae alive, right?

'Hey', if you want to talk about archery or horsemanship, Xia Jiena would never dare to compete with an eight-feather archer from the Dongyi people. But compared to the brute strength of the ** and the strength of the body, who is Xia Jie afraid of? The archers of the Dongyi people, like the sorcerers of Great Xia, pay the most attention to how to use their magic power into the ever-changing witch arrows, and the tempering of the body is not as good as the witch martial arts of Great Xia. Generally speaking, the strength of the Dongyi archers is generally equivalent to subtracting three to five pieces of the feathers on their heads.

This eight-feather archer who wanted to rely on his arm strength to break Xia Jie's waist and limbs, his ** strong cross was only equivalent to the general Wuwu of the Great Xia Wuding or Sanding.

Xia Jie's ** strong horizon is now just the level of Wuding Wuwu, but Xia Jie is a pure earth-based magic power, and he has more than ten times the bonus to the strength and strength of **. The purple qi in his body has just been greatly improved, and the bonus of innate true qi to strength is more than a hundred times!

"Heheha, aren't we good brothers?" Xia Jie sneered, his eyes flashed with yellow light, and the muscles all over his body swelled up one by one, actually emitting a dazzling flash that only a crystal like a diamond can emit. In the muffled sound of 'buzz, buzz, buzz', the ground within a radius of several miles trembled rhythmically, and one after another the incomparably majestic earthy yuan force rushed into Xia Jie's body like a tide, making his ** defense increase by three percent again.

The purple qi was launched with all its might, and Xia Jie's golden almost transparent muscles were immediately filled with a strong purple light, and the two arms that were a few feet longer than ordinary people shrank violently, and they could hear a 'click', and the eight archers raised their heads to the sky and let out a miserable scream, and the entire vertebrae of his waist were twisted by Xia Jie. The spine is staggered alive, and then squeezed, rubbed, and impacted hard, even the Dongyi heroes who are famous for their fierce blood and blood in Kyushu can't stand this kind of suffering?

Xia Jie's eyes suddenly flashed the messy body of his father Chi Huxiu, the corners of his mouth suddenly rose high, and the two tiger teeth glittered in the sun, Xia Jie laughed gloomily, and used the vicious method taught to them by the instructor in his previous life to hurt people with soft power and yin strength, and sent the earth element force that had just been absorbed into the body of these eight archers with all his strength, such a powerful earth element force gathered in the bone marrow of the archer's spine, and a section of bone marrow was soiled, almost turning into a piece of granite.

casually let go of the archer, Xia Jie howled loudly: "Ah, you have so much strength, my waist, my waist." He pretended to be crazy and stupid, rubbed his waist with one hand, made an extremely painful appearance, and slowly stumbled towards his mount, the Mo Qilin.

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