Heaven Extinction Martial Emperor

Scarface shattered a small wooden stick in his hand and said, "Time is coming, not yet! Lao Tzu is not waiting! Let's go!"

He should be the leader among the five, and the other four followed him to get up and leave.

As soon as they left, the rest of the tribes were coaxing.

"Go, go, let the God of War Xia train ghosts!"

"Hahaha! I think we should stay. I heard that Xia Zhan is younger than us, not only fine and tender meat, but also clear eyes, we should welcome Xia Zhan with iron fist, let him feel our enthusiasm, everyone said yes No!"

"Hahahaha..."

Ushered in countless laughs.

"What to do? Let's all go, let Xia Zhan cry and beg us to come back, isn't it better?"

"That's right, let's go drink some wine and come back to see Xia Zhan God, crying without crying!"

In the laughter, the people of many tribes left, and a thousand people walked along the only official road toward Tiannan City.

Suddenly, a young man with sharp eyes suddenly found a small black spot on the top of his head, which was getting bigger and bigger.

"Hey, it seems that someone jumped from the clouds!" He pulled the sleeve of the young man beside him.

The latter smiled haha: "Did you drink too much? How could anyone jump off the cloud? That must not fall into a slime?"

He smiled, but subconsciously looked in the eyes of his friends. As a result, at first glance, he was stunned and horrified, "Someone really jumped!"

Tens and tens, hundreds and thousands, everyone looked up and stared at the black dots that were constantly expanding.

The Scarred Youth frowned: "What's down?"

However, as the black dots continued to enlarge, everyone exclaimed.

"My God, it's really people who jumped down!"

The crowd ran to the official road in panic, and a deafening sonic boom began to appear above their heads.

That is the sound wave damage caused by the jumping person rubbing against the air.

And as it gets closer and closer, the sonic boom becomes more intense.

Finally, the figure fell completely, like a meteorite hitting the ground, hitting them hard.

Rumble--

The earth trembles, centered on the fall, and there are eighteen thick cracks in the earth that have spread to everyone's feet.

The strong shock caused many people to scream on the spot and howl.

The horrible smoke and dust are rising up.

Thousands of tribe soldiers were horrified, staring at the blurred figure in the smoke with fear.

The figure, standing tall, leaned on his hands, looking at them lightly.

This scene, as if hell, made them breathe.

"Just now, who said he would welcome me with an iron fist?" Xia Qingchen lifted his feet into the ground and stepped on the flat ground.

Creak--

Under his feet, a head-sized stone was trampled into smoke by his understatement.

Yes, it is smoke, not smashing.

The young men who were just reckless, turned their eyes to silence, and then retreated while watching Xia Qingchen in surprise.

"You... who are you?" A young man with a strong body like a cow swallowed hard.

Xia Qingchen was expressionless and walked up and down repeatedly, saying lightly: "Did you just say that?"

He stretched out his left palm and shot a palm towards the youth.

A golden and black palm print overlapped, rubbing the young man's shoulder.

When he was startled, he felt that he was still in awe, and said with courage: "Why, without eating, with such a little effort, dare to pose with your grandfather?"

His open collar shook to both sides, raising his neck and holding his waist bar like a cock to fight.

However, he soon found something was wrong.

None of the people around looked at him, all looked behind him.

The young man froze for a moment, and could not help turning around to look behind him. At first glance, his legs softened and he collapsed directly to the ground.

But seeing the woods behind him, the land stretched for miles, all fell down!

On the ground, a groove half deep, like a dragon passing by,

This is Xia Qingchen's hand!

With just a palm, half of the forest was destroyed!

"Do you want to compare me with an iron fist?" Xia Qingchen withdrew his palm and looked at him faintly.

The young man was trembling, looking at Xia Qingchen with only fear.

Xia Qingchen withdrew his gaze and looked at the others, but everyone who met his gaze avoided it, and no one dared to look directly at him.

There is only one exception!

The young man with a scarred face straightened his chest, and he was not afraid, saying: "You don't have to follow us with prestige, you have the ability to attack the barbarians!"

Xia Qingchen said indifferently: "You have misunderstood the word fierce."

When he was fierce, he wanted blood to flow into the river, not to knock down a forest.

The scar face is hard to be convinced when looking at it horizontally and vertically, and proudly said: "I Zhebei tribe, only serve Commander Bai, and the rest want to train us? Let's go spring and autumn dreams!"

"Let's go!" He turned around resolutely.

"Stop!" Xia Qingchen said lightly.

Scarface turned her head and sneered: "Why, want to force me to train? I have said that, don't think about it..."

Xia Qingchen interrupted his words calmly: "I want to tell you, hurry up if you want to leave, nobody will leave you!"

"You!" The scarred face features were twisted, eyes were fierce and hummed: "Then train them well, Xia Zhan God!"

He procrastinated this tone, and his words were rather contemptuous.

However, the four companions of the Zhebei tribe, without his guts, did not dare to leave at will.

"You betrayed me?" Scarface cheered: "Well, then I will go by myself!"

The Yingwu woman bit her teeth, ran to Xia Qingchen and bowed down to bow, whispering: "I'm going to persuade him."

Xia Qingchen didn't care about looking at the remaining people, throwing the floor and saying: "You still have time to go now, and after formal training, whoever leaves without authorization will be treated as a deserter, and military law will severely punish!"

The indifferent words slammed their hearts.

A few sullen youths looked at each other and met away from the crowd.

"Younger than us, what can train us?" They muttered to each other.

Soon, a few more came out.

"Training our content, nine out of ten is the flower fist embroidered leg learned by Liangzhou City Moat Corps? I was too lazy to learn that worm."

Soon, nearly a hundred people left.

But they did not go far, but watched from a distance.

"Let the people of that tribe not leave, but stay behind, and see that they will not regret after the meeting!"

"A bunch of fools, really thought they could learn nothing?"

As soon as the words fell, Xia Qingchen stood in front of a group of people and said, "Ten days, you only need to learn two things!"

"First, act according to orders! Second, a yellow martial art."

what!

As soon as this remark came out, all the 900 people were stunned and could not believe their ears.

Yellow-level high-grade martial arts are high-level martial arts that can only be learned by the wealthy families. They, even those of the tribes, can't even touch the intermediate ones.

Now it's suddenly said that everyone must learn the yellow martial arts skills, no one will believe for a while.

This is too fake!

(It’s a little late, sorry! Try again tomorrow!)

(End of this chapter)