Chapter 287 The people of the nine peaks break into the northern Xinjiang!

The tiger is like a tiger going down the mountain, stepping on the ground, and the snow on the ground is flying, making it hazy around, but in this illusion, his figure is suddenly rushing [Baidu begging for magic bar hand fight, ear root book fan official yy: 3943] out, the huge axe held in his right hand, Su It's rusty, but this axe is actually made of a beast bone.

With the rushing out of the tiger, it faintly roared like a tiger and rushed into the gate of the northern Xinjiang!

The second brother's momentum was like a rainbow, and the step he took shocked the earth. When the footsteps fell, the snow splashed everywhere, there was a piece of green under his feet, where strangely grew grass all over the ground.

"You are so rude. I respect you so much that you do this to me. It's too much to bully people!" The second brother looked angry and his smile was no longer there. As he was moving forward, he raised his right hand and rushed forward to the people who rushed in front of them because of their ninth peak, and suddenly came to stop them.

With the wave of his hand, a green in the vast white snow suddenly appeared, from the three hairs coming to the second brother to his shoulders, and spread to the ferocious northern Xinjiang tribesmen.

Almost at this moment, at the feet of the three rushing northern Xinjiang tribesmen, a piece of green grass suddenly came out of thin air, and directly permeated the three people at a strange speed. When the three people came to the second brother, they were already covered with grass, and their faces were like dead ashes, maintaining the struggle and moving. Don't move.

"Second brother, it's not that they are rude, it's us who wear a yagear, his grandmother's, no matter who sees us coming, no matter how polite you are, you know what we are going to do and what else you can be polite to go!" Huzi swept the axe not far away, and did not forget to turn around and yell at the second brother.

The second brother was stunned, subconsciously touched the t cover on his face, shook his head and sighed with emotion.

"He is lucky not to frame Gongsun Hu."

Here, Su Ming looked calm, only his right eye was full of anger. He stepped forward without the shocking momentum of the second brother, and the domineering pressure of the tiger, but he held a blue sword in his hand. There was lightning on the tip of the sword, and Su Ming, the three people who roared at him in front of him, let them Su Ming's speed suddenly accelerated for a moment when they staggered with each other. After staggering directly with them in an instant, the three people immediately sprayed blood on their necks and their heads fell to the ground.

Su Ming calmly walked forward with his sword.

The place where Su Ming and the other three are located is in the gate of the northern Xinjiang. Under the two huge fierce ghost statues, behind them is the cold whimper of the vast snowy plain.

In front of them, there was a roar of war drums from the northern Xinjiang tribes that could not see the border at a glance, from the depths of the northern border. The sound of the war drums was low, revealing a sense of oppression, echoing, obviously announcing the whole clan that there was a strong enemy attacking.

figures roared out of the tribe and went straight to here. Around Su Ming and others, there were still many ordinary people in northern Xinjiang. Unlike the ordinary people Su Ming saw, they could not see too much panic on their faces, and even few people left in a panic. They retreated at most and stayed. With enough distance, he stood there and looked coldly at Su Ming and the other two.

There are a large number of figures galloping from the tribe. At first glance, there are dozens of them. At this moment, the roar is approaching, and they are divided into three parts and go straight to Su Ming, Huzi and the second brother.

Huzi grinned, took a big sip of wine, stepped out first, put the axe aside, suddenly stretched out his arms, and roared up to the sky.

"Into...dream..."

The roar was earth-shaking, which made the northern Xinjiang people, who were divided into three parts, stunned one by one, but their stunned spirit was only for a moment, but they saw the sound of snoring echoing. Huzi fell down and fell asleep like when he helped Su Ming fight against Sima Xin.

Su Ming looked strange. The second brother sighed aside and kicked Huzi.

After kicking, Huzi immediately opened his eyes, picked up the axe beside him, and looked embarrassed.

"Lao San, don't always... dream"... The second brother shook his head and walked to the coming dozens of figures in the northern Xinjiang. He raised his hands, and immediately his hands were green, pressing fiercely towards the earth.

The snow on the ground melted quickly, and pieces of grass emerged. In the strange breeding, it suddenly turned the four sides into grasslands. What's more, at the moment when some of the northern Xinjiang people rushed to the second brother came, the grass on the ground suddenly broke, like sharp arrows to these people.

In Huzi's place, because of the anger of the previous incident, he waved an axe and killed the more than ten people who went to him. Huzi's bravery. This was the first time Su Ming saw it. This man didn't care about the pain or injury at all. It all depends on a fierce end, such as the tiger falling

What made Su Ming stare was that every time Huzi's body was attacked, there would be a flash of light, as if nothing had happened. His body was like a layer of invisible armor, so that all the damage that fell on him was not painful or itchy.

Huzi looked up to the sky and laughed. During the fight, his eyes turned red. Finally, it seemed that he was going to stretch out his arms and make a dream move. When the second brother coughed dryly, which interrupted Huzi's movements.

Here, Su Ming walked forward step by step. The cultivation of those coming northern Xinjiang people did not wait, but it was almost the moment they approached. With Su Ming as the center, the lightning suddenly burst out and suddenly spread in all directions. The lightning came so suddenly that all the covered people were suddenly stopped.

Almost at the moment when they stopped, Su Ming's body galloped away, the blue light swept across, and more than a dozen heads flew in the blood.

"Zhuo Ge, come out!!" After killing more than a dozen people, Su Ming looked up to the sky and let out a low roar to the depths of northern Xinjiang.

At the moment when the aftert of his roar had not dissipated, the tiger beside him seemed to have a cracking sound on his body, and a roar shocked the sky, but he saw a transparent mirror collapse on the tiger's body. The countless invisible fragments swept around him with him as the center, making the people around him miserable one by one. The whole body was full of holes, and all of them went backwards.

"Your grandma's, this is your tiger grandpa's latest creation, invincible armor!" The tiger roared proudly.

"Zhuo Ge, come out!!"

It was also at this time that the second brother calmly played the snow huā on the bullet shirt. In front of him, there were more than a dozen corpses that were penetrated by grass. He looked up, looked at the depths of the northern border with a smile, and roared out these two words.

"Zhuo Ge, come out!!"

The voices of the three brothers merged at this moment, forming a huge sound wave, roaring in all directions.

The ordinary people in northern Xinjiang around can't calm down one by one, but have changed dramatically.

"Sacrifice bones!! The one who kills people with grass, he is a strong man who sacrifices bones!!"

"The big man with an axe has something on his body that can resist so many attacks, and in the end it seems to explode, but it is our people who are injured!"

"There is also the person whose blue light flashes outside the body and there is a lightning wandering. This person's cultivation is not high, but his speed is extremely fast, but it seems that he should be the weakest!"

In the middle of the northern Xinjiang, about ten feet away from Su Ming and others, there are a large number of igloo buildings here. The looming sound of fighting came from the tribal gate, and it was much weaker when it came here.

There are countless northern Xinjiang people here. They all look indifferent, as if they don't pay any attention to the battle ahead.

Among the many buildings in the middle of the northern Xinjiang, there is a bonfire outside a house that is obviously much higher than other igloos. Next to the fire, there are three people sitting.

These are three middle-aged men. They all have long hair up to the waist. The long hair is braided and does not look scattered. They sit there calmly, and there are servants roasting a small beast in the fire, smearing some food on it from time to time.

"I can't bet." One of the three, a calm mouth.

"This doesn't count. Of course, they can't come through. What we said before was time. I bet half an hour that the heads of these three people will be crazy at the gate." Another person said with a smile.

"Well, I'll bet an hour. I think the person who is good at green grass is not bad. This person should have more time to live.

"In that case, I'll bet on a stake in the incense. Don't forget that although the previous paragraph is the residence of the subordinate clan, there are no soldiers of my ghost station, but... I went there to patrol today to lead the team, but it was You Shuang.

He is similar to our cultivation. I even heard that his arrows have brought a black silk, and his ghost is about to be transformed for the second time.

During the words of the three people, it seemed that they didn't care at all about what happened at the front end of the tribe. Instead, they took it for fun and made a bet.

But just as the three of them were talking, suddenly there was a gloomy sound behind them in the middle section of the northern Xinjiang, which was obviously different from other igloos.

"I bet that all three of them will see it alive. Let me drink their blood and tear off their hair in person! Give it to my unlucky brother, Zhuo Ge.

The appearance of this sound made the bonfire around the three people dark, as if they didn't dare to burn freely. The three people also got up immediately and knelt down to the igloo, looking devout and fanatical.

The middle section of the northern Xinjiang department is still like this, not to mention the back-end part that exists on the snowfield. The status of the people who can live here is often nobler. Then the back-end of the northern Xinjiang department, at this moment [Baidu begging magic bar, ear root book fan official yy: 3943] In There was silence, and there was no sound of fighting.

There are hundreds of houses here, and in each house, there is a strong atmosphere, faintly coming out.

I can't calm down. I really can't calm down. Taoist friends, the current monthly ticket has fallen out of the top ten. I have always felt that the quality of June is very good, but the bleakness of the monthly ticket tells me that the quality is Kong and Zi. Is the quantity really grandpa?

I didn't break out, so I didn't expect a high ranking, but the top ten are the bottom line!!

Now the bottom line is gone. Give Ergen the monthly ticket and let's go back to the top ten!!!