The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

On the banks of the Heilong River, Heilongcheng lies between the wasteland and the big water. This huge city, half of the land and half of the water, has not declined in the slightest due to the turmoil of this land. On the contrary, it seems to have prospered for a few minutes, converging in all directions. Sanxiu and tribal warriors in contact.

Outside the city, leaning on the side of the Heilong River, the sails of the boat are clouded with shadows, and the voices are full of voices. The dark wall of the heavy crossbow exudes cold light. At the gate of the city, there is a city guard in black armor sitting in the town, charging the entrance fee of the warriors.

Xia Tuo appeared in front of a city gate, and there were hundreds of warriors coming and going around at all times, and occasionally I saw strange beasts running rampant, casual cultivators, and arrogant generations, who did not agree with each other and drew their swords to each other for a spiritual crystal. A beast nucleus will kill and shed blood. This kind of arrogance that is freely exposed does not mean to deter outsiders.

He stood in front of the city gate, and the guy who came to collect the beast cores from him for the first time that year was no longer there. He stepped on and melted into it, and stepped past the city gate and entered the Black Dragon City.

Soon he came outside the Black Dragon Pavilion. The treasure hunting strategy in the Black Dragon Pavilion was in line with his appetite. The reason why he wanted to take these casual repair cities into his hands was partly because of the resources in the casual repair cities.

The three generations of the Black Dragon City and the three generations of the city lord are among the gods. It is precisely because of the resources of the Black Dragon City that some rare spiritual objects may not be obtained, but the accumulated resources can be exchanged for outside.

Compared with the previous visit, Xia Tuo’s mood has long been different this time. His spiritual thoughts spread all over the surrounding area, and he investigated the casual repairs in the city. Although there are many warriors in the stone cracking and mountain opening realm, The warriors who occupy most of the city are still ordinary people who have not become totem warriors.

The main mansion of the Black Dragon City is located in the center of the city. There is a stone tower in the mansion, which is about one hundred meters high. It was built when the main city of the first generation of Black Dragon City was built.

This stone tower is the place where the previous clan leader of Black Dragon City, Xuanhengdao, retreats.

After investigating in the city, Xia Tuo's figure stepped out like this and went directly outside the stone tower of the city lord's mansion.

In the stone tower, the broken cross knife plate sits on a stone platform full of mottled knife marks. There are broken knives around the knife platform that sink into the stone platform, and the sharp blades of swords are circulating around.

The sword is full of intent, overflowing on the knife table, and the broken cross knife is immersed in the sword lights, but it is sweet.

At that time, the first generation of the Black Dragon City Lord killed the lord's crocodile in the Black Dragon River outside the city, and got this knife platform hidden under the water of the Black Dragon. Therefore, the Black Dragon City was built here as a cover, and a stone tower was built to prepare for the sword way. Because of the serious injury, he was sitting down without surviving a hundred years.

When the old city owner sensed that his fate was not long before, he accepted him as a disciple. His talent for sword art far surpassed that of the old city owner. From the initial understanding of the meaning of the sword to the evolution of the rhyme of the sword in just a hundred years, now the distance has truly concluded the sword. Fu was only one step away, but this step trapped him for more than two hundred years.

In order to be able to concentrate on deriving the sword talisman, he accepted a disciple, as the city lord of the Black Dragon City, and he retreats in the stone tower, hoping to be able to derive the Tao talisman and build magical powers.

As a casual cultivator, compared with the warriors who have tribes and rely on, he has a great disadvantage. On the wild land, luck is everywhere. He is a casual cultivator and cannot survive the luck, so he wants to be promoted to the supernatural power state. All together.

clatter!clatter!clatter!

Who!

The sound outside the stone tower caused the silent Xuanhengdao to wake up. Even if his disciple Dao Wuya came in his retreat, he would wait outside every time he came, and only dared to make a sound after receiving his signal.

As for the other warriors, they don't even have the qualifications to approach the stone tower.

"Which friend comes here uninvited."

The gate of the stone tower slowly opened, the sunlight shining into the stone tower, Broken Crossknife narrowed his eyes and saw a figure standing in front of him.

He couldn't feel the flow of fighting spirit, and he seemed to stand loosely, but he couldn't find the slightest flaw.

Those who come are not good, and those who are good do not.

"Who is your excellency?"

After pondering for a moment, the broken cross-sword groaned, accompanied by the sword's groan.

"The previous city lord of the Black Dragon City had a cross-cutting sword, and his swordsmanship was unique. He once cut the Black Dragon water for half a day with a single knife."

"Who is your Excellency?"

Xia Tuo looked at the middle-aged warrior in front of him, a sharp blade of light in his body was about to break out of its cocoon, but it was in a state where he wanted to come out.

"Will it be Xia Tu in the north and south of Lingshan, and Xia Min in the barren wild."

"Daxia Department."

After a while, the aura in the stone tower was stagnant, and a broken knife about one foot in the hand of Duan Heng Sword appeared. The sound of the voice was sonorous, and the light of the knife began to diffuse, causing dense imaginary knife shadows to grow in the void.

Seeing the aura of Broken Hengdao burst out, Xia Tuo hadn't paid attention to it anymore. This was an improvement in vision and strength.

The Longzhang mother-in-law of Luo Shuibo was previously known as the first person in the supernatural power realm. Now it seems that the real first person should be here. Who would have thought that there would be such an astonishing potential in the Sanxiu city. Repairer.

"My Black Dragon City has always been in peace with the princes, your Excellency has come to the wrong place."

"That was before, the west of Heling Mountain and the north of Luhong River were all Xia soil. Every grass and stone in this area belonged to Daxia, and your Black Dragon City is no exception."

Xia Tuo stepped into the stone tower, bumped into the shadow of the sword and came close to Broken Hengdao.

"I won't move. If you can cut me back half a step with a single knife, I will let you Black Dragon City stand alone."

what!

Broken Hengdao was shocked and then ignited with anger, deceiving people too much. He has practiced martial arts for hundreds of years and has never been so humiliated.

"Good good!"

Even if it is a supernatural power realm, it is impossible for him to catch him at such a short distance without any damage.

The broken cross knife that had been up and down for hundreds of years quickly converged his mind. The existence he couldn't see must be the supernatural power realm. In the face of strong supernatural powers, he would naturally go all out.

Cang!

In a short while, the knife light up.

There was a knife chant in the stone tower, resounding through time and space. He had been sitting on the knife table for hundreds of years. This knife table was left behind by a senior expert. The seemingly disorderly marks and broken knives on it contained a top-notch. Of swordsmanship.

After hundreds of years of comprehension, he realized three swordsmanship from the knife stand. At this moment, the sword shines like a light tearing through the sky in the chaos, the light shines all over, and the demons retreat.

With this knife, the broken horizontal knife didn't retain the slightest bit of it. The spirit and energy and the hand interrupted the knife. The intent of the knife was condensed into substance like burning red gold, and it climbed to the extreme almost instantly.

The void in the stone tower has a tendency to break apart, and the space is split with one cut, and the rhyme of the knife is ready to emerge.

Faced with this sword, Xia Tuo looked seriously, he really didn't move, letting the sword shine like electricity, falling on him, and then the blue light spread on the surface of the body, vaguely the dragon's voice is high, and the illusory supernatural powers breathe. In fact, the sword will contain nothing.

Hum!

As the chant of the sword rang again, sharp blades burst out, Xia Tuo's body let the sword intent wreak havoc, standing still, and soon the blue light gradually melted into the invisible like the setting sun, accompanied by the disappearance of the sharp sword intent. , Dissolving into nothingness.

The sword chant dissipated, and the aura in the stone tower returned to calm. The Broken Blade put away the Broken Blade in his hand and looked at Xia Tuo. His strongest sword couldn't hurt the figure in front of him. Naturally, there was no need to struggle any more.

"From now on, Black Dragon City is one of the main cities of my Daxia clan. I have an academic palace in Daxia. You can enter the palace as the elder Keqing, and you will have your own support for cultivation."

"it is good."

After groaning for a moment, Broken Hengdao nodded.

Xia Tuo had an arrangement in his mind for the control of the San Xiu city, and all rushed to the Daxia Academy as guest officials. They would practice as long as they were willing to practice, and they might be able to train disciples in the future.

Of course, the Daxia Academy is not a cat or dog. The broken horizontal knife in front of him passed his test, and his swordsmanship has reached the extreme under the Dao Talisman, which can leave a sword inheritance for the Daxia Academy.

"I have a disciple who is talented in Dao Dao. How to arrange it?"

After groaning for a moment, Duan Hengdao said, he had guessed the identity of Xia Tuo.

Daxia clan master.

At this moment, his state of mind has also changed. After all, the head of the clan came in person, and this face is still very big. To refute the face of the head of the clan, the consequences will be very serious.

"Call me."

Not long after, a young man came outside the stone tower with a dark beast-patterned horizontal knife on his shoulder. He looked at the stone gate opened by the stone tower, and his eyes showed a touch of surprise.

Master rarely summoned him directly, and he didn't know what was so called this time.

"Wuya, come in."

Dao Wuya walked into the stone tower and saw Xia Tuo with surprise in his eyes. He returned to his senses and bowed to the Broken Cross Sword and said, "Master, what do you command Master to call me."

"This is Uncle Daxia."

Duan Hengdao nodded, this disciple was still very satisfied, and then introduced him.

Hearing this, Dao Wuya was taken aback for a moment, and quickly reacted. In front of him was a supernatural power realm powerhouse, who bowed and saluted Xia Tuo neither humble nor arrogant.

"Wu Ya has seen my master."

Compared with Duan Heng Dao, Dao Wuya's sword energy is more superior, and he can't send and receive freely. The cultivation base is the fourth level of supernatural power, and at first glance it looks like a young warrior with a strong edge.

Of course, this is not how people look at it. Xia Tuo has a deep understanding of the layout in the Black Dragon City. He can manage a large city in an orderly manner. This shows that Dao Wuya's methods are very good, not just a reckless man who only knows how to practice.

"Wuya, I can join Daxia, what are your plans?"

"Naturally, wherever the master goes, where does Wuya follow."

Without hesitation, Dao Wuya responded.

"it is good."

Hearing what the disciple said, Duan Heng Dao nodded. They relied on the Black Dragon City as a casual cultivator to make their lives, but Da Xia had to take the Black Dragon City into the hands of the clan master himself, so there was no room for return.

If it was an elder of Daxia himself, he would take his disciples away in a big deal, but if the leader of the clan came out, then there would be no reason for failure. Once he refused, you can imagine the consequences. He will soon have a life and death line. Made a decision.