Heaven Extinction Martial Emperor

Xia Qingchen owes them?

"You have no capital to talk to me about conditions!" Xia Qingchen said flatly.

The leader of the Hongshan tribe chuckled and said, "Then I want to know, how do you complete Commander Bai's order! When the order is not completed, who will lose more?"

The rest of them left their eyes on confrontation, and the crowd formed an oppressive force, forcing Xia Qingchen to agree to their return.

The leaders of the Hongshan tribe saw a lot of people, and they were even more fearless. They hummed: "The surnamed Xia, in our southern Xinjiang, you have to abide by the rules of our southern Xinjiang. You can't walk around!"

He thought he had seized Xia Qingchen's lifeline and said sharply.

Xia Qingchen smiled softly and took out a stack of thick scrolls, which were exactly ten other copies ready.

The leader of the Hongshan tribe and other people are breathing tightly. He himself took a step forward and tried to snatch: "I see!"

However, before coming to Xia Qingchen, the latter squeezed the palm of his hand, and a sky fire burst out of his palm, burning the scroll.

When the leader of the Hongshan tribe arrived, all the scrolls were left with ashes.

"Are you sincerely fighting against us?" The leader of the Hongshan tribe was frightened and angry, and he grabbed it, trying to grab Xia Qingchen's collar.

He failed to return to the team and tried to threaten, and finally he was ready to start.

I have to say that he has repeatedly challenged Xia Qingchen's bottom line.

As the leader of the five hundred army, it is not allowed to be violated by the public, otherwise how to stand up and control the subordinates.

When necessary, you can only be deterred by **** means!

Snapped--

Xia Qingchen's hands were like lightning, and he took his wrist lightly.

The leader of the Hongshan tribe, as strong as an iron tower, has thicker arms than Xia Qingchen's thighs.

However, as strong as he is, his arm was contrasted with Xia Qingchen, who was extremely weak in contrast, and grasped his wrist, making his arm difficult to move, as if tightly welded by a piece of iron pliers.

The leader of the Hongshan tribe could neither pull back his arm nor push it out, adding angrily: "Why, still want to kill me?"

He was a soldier selected by Commander Bai. Without Commander, Xia Qingchen couldn't even punish him, let alone kill him?

However, Xia Qingchen's answer caused him to shake his face hard.

"That's right." Xia Qingchen turned to him sideways, his eyes glancing coldly and calmly.

That was calm and calm after countless murders.

There is no slight cover, no pretentiousness.

He is really moving heart!

This time, the leader of the Hongshan tribe really panicked and said, "I am Commander Bai, you cannot execute me privately."

Probably Commander Bai is his unbridled confidence.

Xia Qingchen showed two forces of evil Buddha in the palm of his hand, clearly showing the outline of his palm, with two golden and black ghost images.

He spoke slowly, his voice indifferently unspeakable: "I forgot to tell you something, I didn't come from Commander Bai's order, but he invited him!"

what?

Please come?

So, he didn't need to ask Commander Bai for making a decision himself?

At this moment, the leader of the Hongshan tribe panicked, and quickly said: "Slow down! I... I don't want to come back, I don't want martial arts anymore, let me go!"

His heart is full of endless remorse.

Unfortunately, Xia Qingchen will not give him a chance to come back!

"Disrupt the secret training of the army, and the military law will severely punish!"

boom--

The two forces in Xia Qingchen's hands were immediately transmitted to the depth of the latter's wrist, and then swept through the body.

The leader of the Hongshan tribe was too late to send a scream, and he bleeds seven holes and his eyes turn white.

That strong body turned into a puddle of mud in an instant.

Inside his body, he has been destroyed by two forces into a minced meat.

Let go of his hand, Xia Qingchen looked at the others and said lightly: "Who else, want to talk to me about the conditions?"

Rudger like them, as if chilling, no one dared to confront Xia Qingchen head-on.

It wasn’t until a long time ago that there was a tribe with a little guts, pleading: "Master Xia, please do well, let us return to the team!"

"Yeah, we're begging you!"

"Give us another chance, beg Lord Xia."

Now, they finally let go of all their stubborn tempers and begged quietly to come back.

Xia Qingchen turned back expressionlessly, turned his back on them, and sat down again, saying lightly: "The opportunities are the same, you choose to leave, they choose to stay, and the fate has been divided."

"Let's go, don't affect me to train the army, otherwise, the end is like him!"

The words of unsympathy made the fluke in their hearts completely broken.

They are reckless and reckless, but they look forward to the people who are not as good as they were not long ago. At this moment, they are dedicated to practicing Xuan-level high-grade martial arts. It is not difficult to feel what it is like in their hearts.

In frustration and remorse, they wandered around the forest staggeringly, unwilling to leave.

If they can do it again, they swear that they will absolutely obey Xia Qingchen instead of holding a cynical attitude of resistance.

Seeing this scene, the tribes who stayed were more fortunate and more tempered.

This **** of war in the cool world is really cruel!

If you do not obey the order, if you can't practice martial arts, you might end up with the leader of the Hongshan tribe!

In short, under the grace of envy, no one would not accept Xia Qingchen.

In the distance, the scar face of the Zhebei tribe looked at the scene indifferently. Unlike other people's remorse, he was as firm as ever.

"Gu Lang, you see, we should have gone back." The companion of the Yingwu woman persuaded him that he had not been successful for a long time. Looking at the people who remained, they could all have profound and high-grade martial arts skills to practice, and she was very sorry.

That's mysterious high-grade martial arts. How many people can get it?

For such a poor tribe, it is more a matter of creation, but Gu Lang missed it because of his arrogant character.

Even if Gu Lang wanted to go back, Xia Qingchen would not want him.

Gu Lang coldly looked around the group of tribes who practiced martial arts and contemptuously said: "A group of cartilage, whoever benefits, listen to whoever it is! This is not our brave warriors in southern Xinjiang, but a beggar-wagging dog!"

The Yingwu woman quickly looked around and made a mute gesture: "Gu Lang, don't say that."

What if they hear and create conflicts?

"Originally, I was right!" Gu Lang disagreed, his face full of scars was indifferent: "I am a boy from southern Xinjiang, only serving a real warrior, and the surname Xia has played with a group of sissies in Zhongyunjing. The battle was touted as the **** of war, which is really a big joke!"

"Do you believe it or not, he came to fight Lounan, maybe he was scared to pee pants!" Gu Lang was very disdainful for Xia Qingchen's big reputation.

The woman couldn't help but sigh.

Lou Nan's soldiers are indeed more fierce and more cruel, and more cruel, fighting to give people a very strong visual impact.

However, since Xia Qingchen could defeat nearly one million people in Zhongyun Realm in two wars, would it be a general generation?