The Patriarch of the Nine Dragons

After hearing the words of Lingwan, Saura almost cried out, and finally, the strongest ruled for him.

Seeing Heifeng's speechless and suffocated appearance, he felt as refreshed as he poured a bowl of cold water on a hot day.

And because of the emergence of that young strong man, today's Ula tribe will not be destroyed after all, and the lives of their own tribesmen have also been saved. At this moment, Saura’s heart is only grateful.

Especially when he saw the black wind that had just been invincible, but at this moment he could only lower his head and dare not resist, Saura felt even more relieved.

"Patriarch, I suddenly thought of someone, wouldn't it be him?"

At this time, the deputy chief suddenly came forward and said something in his elder brother's ear, but Saura did not react for a while, just staring at his second brother with questioning eyes.

"I heard that in the past year or so, many horse thieves in the desert were inexplicably destroyed. Wouldn't we meet that one?"

The deputy chief still didn't say a certain name, but these words were undoubtedly more explicit than before, which made Desaula's eyes shine and suddenly thought of a possibility.

"You mean... the horse thief death?"

Saula didn't conceal his words. When the four words "horse thief death" came out, the spirit pill was still fine, but the members of the black wind horse thief group over there trembled.

"You...you... are you a horse thief **** of death?"

Even Black Wind has forgotten the sharp pain in his shoulder. Thinking of the horse thieves that were destroyed by mysterious characters, he suddenly felt that he was a little unlucky. Why did he encounter this evil god?

As the deputy chief said, for more than a year, the horse thieves above the northern desert have suffered one after another, and the strength of many horse thieves may not be under the black wind horse thieves.

According to the memories of some of the horse thieves who escaped, the other party was not another horse thieves or any sect faction, but just one person.

One person destroys one group, and not just one group.

Over time, in the horse thief circle in the Great Desert of the Northern Territory, there was such a saying as "horse thief death".

Over time, even some surrounding tribes gradually learned the name of the horse thief Death God.

In contrast to the horse thief group’s hatred and fearful attitude towards the horse thief, the desert tribes like the Ula tribe worship the horse thief as their benefactor.

Because the horse thief Reaper destroyed the all-evil horse thief group, he might save their lives at some point. Once the horse thief spotted him, this tribe would probably be over.

Take today's Ula tribe. If it weren't for the sudden appearance of the horse thief Death God Lingwan, I am afraid that blood would flow into a river, and those tribe women would have to suffer inhuman torture and humiliation.

For the nickname of the horse thief **** of death, Reimaru has also heard of it during this period. He doesn't like or dislike this title, but feels that this nickname is more appropriate and more domineering than the name of Reimaru.

"Knowing the name of the young master, don't you confess your guilt?"

Lingwan was too lazy to talk to these guys, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

As soon as this statement came out, all the members of the Black Wind Horse Thief Group took a few steps back subconsciously. It seemed that one was not good and was about to flee. Who cares about the black wind?

"My lord, my black wind group has been a small gain these years. If you can let us go, I would like to give all my savings!"

Heifeng's eyes struggled for a while, and finally he had to say this for his own life.

When the people of the Ula tribe heard these words from the black wind, they all had a very strange feeling that the wicked people in the secret path still need the wicked to grind them.

Just now Saura was willing to give all the wealth of the tribe to keep him safe, but it was a pity that Heifeng did not give him this opportunity. He didn't expect that the Heifeng group would end up in the same fate as the Wura tribe in a blink of an eye.

"Are you stupid? You are dead, isn't it mine?"

Lingmaru glanced at Heifeng as if looking at a fool, and this was what Heifeng said to Saula just now, just like the reincarnation of heaven.

Saura almost laughed out loud, but I realized that the horse thief's **** of death was not as terrible as the legend.

"Boy, don't deceive people too much, do you know that behind my Black Wind Regiment, there is a powerhouse of the Third Stage God Emperor?"

Seeing that it was soft, heifeng's face suddenly showed a touch of hostility. This was already his last killer. He didn't believe in the horse thief in front of him. He was really not even afraid of the third-rank God Emperor?

"Oh? Where is he?"

Hearing that Lingwan couldn't help but a hint of interest, and secretly said that he was worried that his opponent was too weak. If there is a strong opponent of the third-ranking **** emperor, he might be able to take this opportunity to break through to the third-ranking **** emperor.

"This……"

Seeing Lingwan's eager expression, Heifeng's expression froze. He intended to scare the opponent a bit, but he didn't expect the other party to have such an expression.

How could Heifeng order the third rank **** emperor behind him?

This time, he came to destroy the Mulian tribe, but he was the one who decided to destroy the Wula tribe.

"Since you don't blew yourself up, I can only do it myself!"

Lingwan looked at the other person's expression, knowing that his expectation had failed, and couldn't help but feel angry. After seeing his words, the spear still dripping with blood had been raised.

"Hehe, my Hong Zhan people are not so easy to kill!"

When the Lingwan spear was no more than a few feet away from the black wind, the latter only felt that death came, and a light laugh suddenly came from behind the black wind group, making everyone shocked.

"Master Hong Zhan? You...you are finally here!"

When Heifeng saw a familiar figure appearing from there, he almost burst into tears of joy, but unexpectedly at this moment, the **** gun tip suddenly stretched out and inserted it into his chest instantly.

"I……"

This black wind was stunned. Originally thought that Lord Hong Zhan of the Third Stage God Emperor would come, he would escape his life, but he did not expect that the horse thief, the **** of death, would be so decisive and attacked at this time.

If it weren't for such an agitated moment, maybe the black wind would be able to avoid it, or even avoid the vitals of the chest, waiting for Master Hong Zhan to make a move, then the kid would definitely not be able to endure it.

It's a pity that it's too late to say anything. Although Heifeng is not dead for a while, he clearly senses that his heart has been pierced, and he will stop beating after a few beats at most.

"Hong Zhan...sir, avenge...for me!"

In the end, Heifeng just said such an intermittent sentence, and he lowered his head, because the spear was still in the hands of Lingwan, and he lost his vitality without falling down for a while.

"Sorry, you said it too late, you can stop confiscating!"

After a while, Lingwan took the spear in his hand, and let the black wind's weak body fall down. When he turned around while speaking, he immediately saw an extremely gloomy face.

The man seemed not very old, 34 years old at most, but Reimaru knew that since the other party was the backstage of the black wind, he might have been in this northern desert for decades.

"Sure enough, it's a third-tier **** emperor!"

Ling Wan felt very clearly, the other party's aura didn't hide too much, that was a genuine third-tier **** emperor powerhouse, more than him.

"The horse thief, the **** of death, really deserves its reputation!"

Hong Zhan at this time, the gloom on his face disappeared a bit.

His purpose here is not really for the black wind, but for the death horse thief in front of him, and he will not do something meaningless because of a dead black wind.

"Are you here to die?"

Lingwan stared at the third-ranking **** emperor on the opposite side, with infinite warfare in his eyes, like a child seeing a beloved toy, and like a drunkard seeing a pot of good wine.

"Hehe, you are only the cultivation base of the second-tier **** emperor, so sure that you are my opponent?"

A smile appeared on Hong Zhan's face. He could sense Ling Wan's true cultivation base. How could it be possible to make up for a small realm in the Emperor's rank?

"Boy, let the one behind you come out, let's talk about it!"

The third grade **** emperor's Hong Zhan was stunned with a touch of arrogance, but he didn't know what he said, the opposite Lingwan suddenly laughed, which made him very inexplicable.

"If the teacher shows up, I'm afraid to scare you to death!"

Lingwan glanced at the opposite third-ranking **** emperor with disdain, and shook his head slightly. Like this guy, I'm afraid the teacher will blow to death with a single breath?

Da Mo Qiang Jue, that is already the top handful of people in the entire Liyuan Realm. What kind of thing is the Hong Zhan of the third rank **** emperor in front of him, and what qualifications do he have to "talk" with such a character.

"So, do you want to toast and not eat fine wine?"

The smile on Hong Zhan's face gradually disappeared. He was almost considered the strongest horse thieves in this area, but he did not expect to be humiliated by a second-grade **** emperor, and he was furious.

"What is the penalty? I really want to have a drink!"

There was no trace of fear on Lingwan's face. Such an attitude undoubtedly made Hong Zhan's heart even more anger. This boy who has not grown all the hair, really thinks that the desert belongs to your family?

"Come out!"

Hong Zhan ignored Ling Wan's arrogance, seeing that he raised his hand, and then several figures suddenly appeared, shocking the cultivators of both the Black Wind Regiment and the Wula Tribe.

"Ma Gui, Mad Rhinoceros, Niu Yuan, and Ge Xun, the leaders of the four horse thieves, have gathered!"

When Saula saw the four figures that suddenly appeared, she couldn't help but exclaimed, letting Lingwan know where the four were sacred.

In fact, in this desert area, there were originally five horse thieves, but the black wind has died, naturally only four are left, and those four are famous in this area.

The reason why Saula can recognize the appearance of the four kings of horse thieves is because there are portraits of these four in almost any tribe in this area.

Even if it is not very similar, Saula can recognize it, but he did not expect that today, in his small Ulla tribe, the leaders of the five horse bandits gathered together.