The Strongest Tribe

On the banks of the Black Dragon River, the Black Dragon City lies between the wilderness and the great water. This huge city, which is half land and half water, has not declined in the slightest because of the turmoil in this land. The casual cultivators and tribal warriors who come and go.

Outside the city, on the side of the Heilong River, there are sails and cloud shadows, people's voices are buzzing, and the heavy crossbow on the dark city wall emits a cold light. There are city guards in black armor sitting at the gate of the city, charging entry fees for warriors who come and go.

Xia Tuo appeared in front of a city gate, surrounded by hundreds of warriors coming in and out all the time. Occasionally, he saw strange beasts on the rampage. Loose cultivators were arrogant and arrogant. Every beast core will kill the head and bleed. This kind of arrogance that is casually displayed outside may not have the meaning of deterring outsiders.

He stood in front of the city gate. The guy who came to collect the beast core from him for the first time was no longer there. He stepped forward and melted into it. With one step, he had already crossed 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 quite in line with his appetite. Part of the reason why he wanted to take these loose repair cities into his hands was the resources in the loose repair cities.

The three successive generations of Black Dragon City city lords are among the gods. It is precisely because of the resource supply of Black Dragon City that some rare spiritual objects may not be available, but the accumulated resources can be exchanged outside.

Compared with the last time he came here, Xia Tuo's mood was different this time. His spiritual thoughts spread all over the place, and he searched for casual cultivators in the city. The warriors who occupy most of the city are still ordinary people who have not become totem warriors.

The Mansion of the Lord of the Black Dragon City is located in the center of the city. In the mansion there is a stone pagoda about a hundred feet high. It was built when the first generation of the Lord of the Black Dragon City established the city. There is a trace of mottled traces from the erosion of the years, and the animal patterns engraved on the surface have been weathered.

This stone pagoda is the place where Duan Hengdao, the previous patriarch of Black Dragon City, retreated.

After searching the city, Xia Tuo's figure stepped out in one step, and came directly outside the stone tower of the city lord's mansion.

Inside the stone pagoda, Duanheng Daopan sits on a stone platform covered with mottled knife marks. There are broken knives sinking into the stone platform around the knife platform, and sharp knife glows circulate around it.

The saber intent was overflowing, overflowing on the saber platform, and Duan Hengdao was immersed in the saber lights, but it was as sweet as sugar.

Back then, the first generation of Black Dragon city lords killed the lord's fierce crocodile in the Black Dragon River outside the city, and obtained this knife platform hidden under the Black Dragon Water, so they built the Black Dragon City here as a cover, and built a stone tower to learn the way of the sword. It's a pity Because of the serious injuries, he died before living a hundred years.

When the old city lord felt that his life was not long,

So he was accepted as a disciple. His talent in the Dao of the Sword was far superior to that of the old city lord. In just a hundred years from the beginning, he comprehended the meaning of the sword and evolved the rhythm of the sword. Now he is only one step away from the actual conclusion of the sword talisman, but this step is difficult. He lived for more than two hundred years.

In order to be able to concentrate on deriving the sword talisman, he accepted a disciple as the lord of the Black Dragon City, and he practiced in seclusion in the stone pagoda in order to be able to evolve the Tao talisman and build supernatural powers.

As a casual cultivator, compared with a martial artist who has a tribe and support, he has a great disadvantage. In the wild land, luck is everywhere. He is a casual cultivator who can't keep his luck, so he wants to be promoted to the supernatural power. The innate luck is poor Got it right.

clatter! clatter! clatter!

Who!

The sound outside the stone pagoda woke Duan Hengdao from the silence. Even if his disciple Dao Wuya came here, he would wait outside every time he came here, and only dared to speak out after receiving his signal.

As for other warriors, they are not even qualified to approach the stone tower.

Which friend came uninvited.

The gate of the stone pagoda opened slowly, and the sunlight shone into the interior of the stone pagoda. Duan Hengdao narrowed his eyes and saw a figure standing in front of him.

He couldn't feel the flow of fighting spirit, and stood there seemingly loosely, but he couldn't find any flaws.

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

Who are you?

After pondering for a moment, Duanhengdao pondered, accompanied by the resounding sound of the knife.

The previous city lord of the Black Dragon City broke the horizontal knife, and the way of the knife is unique. He once cut off the flow of the Black Dragon Water for half a day.

Who are you?

Xia Tuo looked at the middle-aged martial artist in front of him, a sharp sword light was about to burst out of his body, but he was in a state that was about to emerge.

Could it be the summer soil in the north and south of Xiaoshan Mountain, could it be the Xia people in the barren wilderness?

Big Xia Department.

In an instant, the breath in the stone pagoda stagnated, and a broken knife about one foot in Duan Hengdao's hand appeared. The Dao sound clanged, and the light of the knife began to diffuse, causing dense illusory knife shadows to appear in the void.

Looking at the aura of Duan Hengdao, Xia Tuo no longer paid attention to it. This is the improvement of vision and strength.

In the past, Grandma Longzhang of Luoshui Bobu was known as the number one person in the realm of supernatural powers. Now it seems that the real number one person should be here. Who would have thought that in the Sanxiu city, there would be such a latent person with amazing swordsmanship? cultivator.

I, Black Dragon City, have always lived in peace with Zhubo's tribe. Did your Excellency come to the wrong place?

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

Xia Tuo stepped into the stone pagoda, smashed through the sword shadows and came to Duanhengdao.

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

what!

Duan Hengdao was shocked at first and then ignited with anger. He was too deceitful. He has practiced martial arts for hundreds of years, and he has never been humiliated like this before.

Okay!

Even if it is a supernatural power, it is impossible for him to receive such a knife from such a close range without being unscathed.

Duan Hengdao, who had been up and down for hundreds of years, quickly calmed down. The existence he couldn't see through must be the supernatural power. In the face of supernatural powers, he naturally had to go all out.

Clang!

In an instant, the knife lighted up.

In the stone pagoda, a knife chant resounded through time and space. He had been sitting on the knife platform for hundreds of years. This knife platform was left by some senior expert. The seemingly disorderly knife marks and broken knives on it actually contained a top-notch sword. knife skills.

After hundreds of years of comprehension, he has realized the three saber techniques from the saber platform. At this moment, the saber lights up, as if a ray of light in the chaos tore through the sky, the light shines everywhere, and the demons retreat.

This knife, the broken horizontal knife, did not hold back at all, the energy and spirit combined with the broken knife in the hand, the meaning of the knife was condensed and materialized like red-hot divine gold, and it climbed to the extreme almost instantly.

The void in the stone pagoda has a tendency to burst, and the space is cracked with a knife, and the rhythm of the knife is ready to come out.

Facing this knife, Xia Tuo looked very seriously, he really didn't move, let the knife light fall on him like lightning, and then a blue light was generated on the surface of his body, there was a faint high-pitched dragon chant, and the illusory supernatural power condensed between his breaths. To be honest, the light of the knife is contained without revealing it.

hum!

As the saber chant resounded, the fierce saber light burst out towards the surroundings. Xia Tuo's body let the saber intent wreak havoc, and stood still. Soon the blue light gradually disappeared into the invisible like the setting sun, and the sharp saber intent disappeared along with it. , melted into nothingness.

The knife chant dissipated, and the breath in the stone tower returned to calm. Duan Hengdao put away the broken knife in his hand, and looked at Xia Tuo. His strongest knife could not hurt the figure in front of him, so naturally there was no need to struggle any longer.

From now on, Black Dragon City is one of the main cities of our Great Xia family domain. My Great Xia has a school palace. You can enter the palace as an elder guest, and you will have your own support for your cultivation.

it is good.

After pondering for a moment, Duan Hengdao nodded.

For the controllers of Sanxiu City, Xia Tuo had already made arrangements in his mind, and they all rushed to the Daxia Academy to be guest ministers. They practiced if they wanted to, and they might be able to train disciples in the future.

Of course, Daxia Academy doesn't accept all cats and dogs. The Duanhengdao in front of him has passed his test, and his Dao of the Sword has reached the pinnacle of Dao Talisman, which can leave a legacy of Dao of the Sword for Daxia Academy.

I have a disciple who is talented in Dao of the Sword, how should I arrange him?

After pondering for a moment, Duan Hengdao said aloud that he had already guessed Xia Tuo's identity.

Patriarch of Daxia.

This moment, his state of mind also changed. After all, the leader of the clan came here in person, which is still a great face. If the face of the clan leader is refuted, the consequences will be very serious.

Call me.

Not long after, a young man came out of the stone pagoda, with a black animal-patterned horizontal knife on his shoulder, looking at the stone door opened by the stone pagoda, his eyes revealed a hint of surprise.

Master seldom summoned him directly, so he didn't know what was going on this time.

Wu Ya, come in.

Dao Wuya walked into the stone pagoda, saw Xia Tuo, with surprise in his eyes, came back to his senses and bowed to Duan Hengdao: Master, what do you want Master to call me?

This is Uncle Daxia.

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

Hearing this, Dao Wuya was taken aback for a moment, and quickly realized that in front of him was a supernatural being, who bowed and saluted Xia Tuo neither humble nor overbearing.

Wu Ya has seen Uncle Master.

Compared with Duanhengdao, Dao Wuya's saber energy is stronger, and he can't send and receive freely. His cultivation is at the fourth level of supernatural powers. At first glance, he looks like a vigorous young warrior.

Of course, people don't see it that way. Xia Tuo has a deep understanding of the layout of Black Dragon City, and being able to manage a big city in an orderly manner shows that Dao Wuya's methods are very good, and he is not just a reckless man who only knows how to cultivate.

Wu Ya, I will join Da Xia, what are your plans?

Naturally, wherever Master goes, Wu Ya will follow.

Without hesitation, Dao Wuya responded.

it is good.

Hearing what the disciples said, Duan Hengdao nodded. They depended on the Black Dragon City as casual cultivators to make their lives, but if Daxia wanted to take the Black Dragon City into his hands, it would be the patriarch himself, so there was no room for him to return to his ancestral home.

If it was an elder from Daxia in person, at worst he would take his disciples away, but since the head of the clan came out, then there would be no reason for failure. Once he refused, the consequences could be imagined. made a decision.