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Arrogant shouts and laughter echoed on the snowy grassland, each and every one of the Xueman tribe stared at this scene with blood-red eyes, gritted their teeth, clenched their fists tightly, and held a cold sword.

Tolerate!

The old patriarch had already ordered that no matter how humiliating he suffered, as long as he could preserve the heritage of the Snow Barbarians, it would be worth it.

We were abandoned by the Snow God, but we must not give up on ourselves.

The warriors of the Snow Barbarians must survive tenaciously.

In the ice and snow grassland, the Xueman people were trembling with anger, but no one dared to move. Mo Hufa tightly held his daughter Xueqiao's hand, fearing that this kind girl would not be able to resist and rush out.

The old patriarch fell down on the grass, and there was a hot welt on his back. He didn't dare to choose to resist, curled up on the grass, slowly raised his head, and looked in the direction of the second leader of the Caoying Gang, Sapumo. Ignoring the blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, he said, "The second gang leader is here, I don't know why?"

In the distance, Sapu waved the mace in his hand, laughed, and said, "The leader of this sect is here to inform you that the Mingjin clan, which is less than fifty miles away from your Snow Barbarian clan, has all died last night. Disappeared."

As soon as the words fell, the old patriarch's heart shook violently, and his face became even paler.

He naturally heard the implication of Sapmo, the Mingjin tribe is a tribe under the grassland and snow-capped mountains whose overall strength is slightly better than that of the Xueman tribe. Unexpectedly, it was wiped out overnight!And the people who destroyed it were obviously the Grass Eagle Gang!

Sappmo's words already contained a strong threat.

He wanted to destroy the Snow Barbarians, but it was just a thought at the flick of his fingers.

Last night, the Mingjin Clan was destroyed overnight. I haven't received any news yet, and the Grass Eagle Gang has already suppressed it...

The strength of the Grass Eagle Gang is stronger than I imagined!

The old patriarch's face was ashen, and the last trace of resistance in his heart was wiped out, and his tone was light and heavy, "Please... the second gang leader orders."

Hearing this, Sapmo suddenly raised his voice and laughed wildly!

This is the arrogance of the king of the prairie, how dare a mere snow barbarian be ignorant?

The eyes of everyone in the Snow Barbarians were filled with hatred, but they could only hold back.

After laughing wildly, Sappmo raised his voice and said, "Old man, listen, since you are sensible and not as blind as the Mingjin people, our Caoying Gang will not do things like killing chickens and taking eggs." Sappmo paused Next, he said in a vibrating voice, "You immediately prepare a thousand snow horses, six thousand divine coins, and a hundred shi of grain!"

After the words fell, in an instant, the entire Snow Barbarian clan was in an uproar!

"This... isn't this going to drive us to a dead end?"

"Without food and horses, how will we survive this winter."

"Besides, we don't have that many at all."

There was an angry discussion in a low voice, and suddenly, a big man from the Snow Barbarian race rushed out and said angrily, "Caoying Gang, you have paid enough money and food every year. You are so hard to push each other today. Aren't you worried about God's punishment?"

call out!call out!call out!

In an instant, the bow and crossbow shot sharply, and the snow barbarian was pierced all over his body in an instant, and he fell down quickly before he could utter any wailing.

"God's punishment?" Sapumo laughed arrogantly, his eyes filled with contempt and disdain, "Don't forget, you are a tribe forgotten by the gods, even if there is a god, your god is me! Make my Grass Eagle Gang a god!"

The horse neighed to the sky and was shot into a hedgehog at the same time.

The foreheads of all the Snow Barbarians shook violently, and for a moment, they roared with incomparable anger!

"Kill these villains!"

"Fight with them! The warriors of the Snow Barbarians are not afraid of death!"

If it weren't for several respected guardians in the clan to suppress the scene, many warriors of the Snow Barbarian clan would probably rush out to fight the Caoying Gang to the death!

However, if the conflict really breaks out completely, the only ones who will be destroyed will be the Snow Barbarians!

"Quiet! Quiet!"

After the old patriarch gave a few shouts of luck, the situation on the field gradually stabilized, and he looked at Sapumo with eyes full of hatred.

Sapumo has been watching all this with a sneer.

From his point of view, those in front of him are nothing more than ants.

hatred?

The more you hate, the better.

As long as the people of these tribes maintain enough hatred, they can survive tenaciously, so that they can come to plunder year after year...

The old patriarch's face turned purple at the moment, and he slowly raised his head to look at Sapumo, pleading in his voice, "Second gang leader, our clan really doesn't have that much surplus food!"

"Shut up!" The man who threw the old patriarch off his horse with the whip and rolled and killed the old patriarch's horse angrily shouted, the whip in his hand made a loud crack out of thin air, "How dare you bargain with the gang leader? You want the Xue Barbarian clan to exterminate the clan?" ?”

"No..." The old patriarch was heartbroken, put his hands on the cold grass, and kowtowed desperately to Sapmo, "The leader is clear, this year our Snow Barbarians have handed over the grain several times, and the remaining grain for the winter is all There are not many, and it is far from meeting the requirements of the leader!"

Bang bang bang!

The old patriarch kowtowed one after another.

Everything is for the continuation and inheritance of the clan.

On the ice and snow grass, faint blood seeped out.

Snow, freezing cold.

Sapumo looked down at the old patriarch. At this moment, a man next to him whispered in his ear, "This old thing should be true."

Sapumo nodded slightly, and immediately raised his voice, "How many do you have?"

The old patriarch raised his head as if he had received an amnesty, his forehead was already stained with blood, and he said loudly, "We, the Snow Barbarians, can send five hundred horses, three thousand divine coins, and fifty stones of grain to the leader..."

"Bastard!"

The man with the long whip stared angrily, and slapped the old patriarch's back with the long whip in his hand, leaving a bloody red trace again, "You old bastard who doesn't know what's good or bad! How dare you directly halve the conditions proposed by our leader?" Humph! Not to mention that you Snow Barbarians only have these, but if you look around, there are at least seven or eight hundred horses!"

The old patriarch spit out a mouthful of blood. Although his strength is not considered weak among the Snow Barbarians, the man with the long whip in front of him is one of the five masters under Sapmo, what a job!With great strength, the old patriarch was even more afraid to resist when he swung the long whip, so he could only forcefully stand on the side, then raised his head with difficulty, and said, "Bel... There are the most! No matter how many people there are, our tribe will not be able to survive this winter.”

"I don't care if you can survive the winter?" Gan Dang yelled angrily, and slapped down the long whip in his hand again. This whip directly hit the old patriarch's head. If he hit it, his head would burst and he would die!

call!

The long whip fell sharply.

"stop!"

With a loud shout, a figure rushed out suddenly, with a loud bang, the scabbard slammed into the long whip, blocking the fatal attack.

The figure flashed sharply and stood in front of the old patriarch.

Don't protect the law!

The steed under Gan Dang's crotch was frightened, and suddenly stepped back a few steps, raised its head and neighed.However, Gandang's riding skills are quite superb, and he calmed the frightened horse in an instant, his eyes widened, and he stared at Guardian Mo fiercely, "How dare you resist?"

"Guild Master!" Protector Mo directly cupped his hands towards Sapmo and said in a vibrating voice, "I have a request."

Sappmo waved his hand, and a smile appeared on his face, "You are the number one warrior of the Snow Barbarians, Mo Xinghe?"

"Exactly."

"Okay, the leader of this gang admires warriors the most." Sapumo laughed and said, "What request do you have?"

Mo Xinghe tightly held the long knife in his hand, and said in a deep voice, "The Snow Barbarians are by no means ungrateful, they have willingly contributed everything they can to the Grass Eagle Gang, what the patriarch said is already something we can hand over The limit! If the leader is not satisfied..." Mo Xinghe gritted his teeth, "I am willing to dare to challenge the leader in the name of the Snow God! If I win by chance, I would like to ask the leader to accept the tribute from our snow barbarians."

As soon as the words fell, there was a burst of uproarious laughter among the caoying group of horses.

"How dare you challenge our leader?"

"I really don't know how to live or die!"

At this moment, the face of the old patriarch also changed accordingly, showing a burst of sadness. Of course he knew that Mo Xinghe's strength was definitely far inferior to Sapmo, but the old patriarch understood what Mo Xinghe meant. Fight to the death, save a glimmer of life for the Snow Barbarians.

He is ready... to sacrifice!

Sure enough, after Mo Xinghe's voice fell, Sapmo looked at Mo Xinghe with great interest, and after a while, he laughed and said, "That's right! The leader of this clan has always admired courageous warriors! It's just..." Sapmo The corner of Mo's mouth raised a trace of disdain, and he turned to say proudly, "Since you challenged in the name of Snow God, the leader of this clan will not refuse! It's just that the person who challenged is not the leader of the clan! Tianyao, you play with him."

"Yes! Sect Leader." A big man rushed out on horseback, also holding a big knife in his hand, he glanced at Mo Xinghe with a sneer in his eyes, and sneered, "Only you, are you qualified to challenge our Sect Leader?"

At this time Sapumo said, "Mo Xinghe, if you can pass three tricks in Tianyao's hands, the leader of this gang will do what you wish."

Three strokes!

Strong confidence!

"On the contrary, if you can't go through the three tricks, then... Hey, guys from the Snow Barbarians, no matter whether you can survive this winter or not, the leader of the leader must pay the amount required by the leader of the leader! One less god coin, Ming The Jin clan... is your lesson from the past!"

The big knife in Mo Xinghe's hand was out of its sheath, and a cold light flashed. At this moment, his expression was extremely serious.

The person in front of him is Tian Yao!In the ice and snow grassland, he has a great reputation, known as Tianyao'Blood Knife'!Among the five masters under Sapumo, he is one of the best!

Even with the three tricks, Mo Xinghe absolutely did not show any negligence or carelessness.

The opponent is absolutely strong.

This battle is even more related to the life and death of the Snow Barbarians!

However, Mo Xinghe is also confident in his own strength. Although Xuedao Tianyao is powerful, he can also faintly feel his strength. If he wants to use three tricks in his hands, he will definitely be able to do it.

"drive!"

Xuedao Tianyao rushed up on his horse at this moment, the long knife in his hand pointed obliquely at the sky, Senhan's eyes glanced at Mo Xinghe, and suddenly, the aura of Xuedao Tianyao burst out like a flood bursting out of an embankment, They flocked towards Mo Xinghe like a storm.

The momentum is soaring!

In an instant, Mo Xinghe's expression changed drastically!