Fury Towards The Burning Heaven

The trip to Fuhu Mountain was indeed not peaceful, and the accident occurred before Fuhu Mountain.

"Report!"

A great commander flew by, and Lao Yuan shouted: "Goddess, elders, there is a dwarf clan in front, Qiu Bai!"

"Qiu Bai?"

Mo Yaoer, Mo Qi and other people frowned, and they both knew that this person was Qiu Ming's younger brother. Qiu Ming died, and Qiu Bai became the chief of a new generation of young patriarchs. At this moment, everyone was stopped under Fuhu Mountain.

A whip appeared in Mo Yao'er's hand, Liu Mei raised his head, and said coldly, "How many people did Qiu Bai carry? How far is it from here?"

The commander replied: "There are not many people. Forty or fifty, they are all strong. But there are a lot of people watching around, and there are also the young patriarchs of the Mammoth."

Moqisheng feared that Mo Yaoer would shout, kill, and asked first, "Can't go around?"

"Why go around?"

Mo Yaoer savagely waved his hand and said: "So many people are watching, if we make a detour, we will use it in the snow in the future? Are we going to make detours where the dwarves appear? Go, it's a big deal, Qiu Bai was not afraid of death, so he let him go with his brother."

Moqi and others are speechless, and Mo Yao'er is right. If you go around the road, will you see all the dwarves in the future? Moqi looked at Jiang Yi under his eyes and saw his relaxed face. He waved a wide heart and said: "Go, then you will meet Qiu Bai, but goddess, don't be too impulsive."

Moqi said impulsively, and Mo Yaoer was suddenly taken aback, gazing at Jiang Yi, fearing that he would be angry, Jiang Yi waved carelessly: "It's a blessing or a curse, a curse can't be avoided, go!"

"call out!"

Mo Yaoer, as if he had received the imperial edict, was suddenly full of excitement, and controlled Feilian Beast to fly forward quickly. Moqi and others quickly followed.

After flying for hundreds of miles, dozens of people standing in front of a high mountain appeared in the eyes of everyone. Jiang Yi’s consciousness also found out that there were indeed a lot of people watching in the nearby hills, there were dozens of people from the Mammoth, and hundreds of other strange races, all in small groups. Many strengths are very powerful, at the moment those people are also looking at this with interest, waiting to watch a good show.

"Hey, you dare to come out, Mo Yaoer?"

Above the top of the mountain, a young dwarf surrounded by a group of dwarves spoke. He was wearing a gorgeous armor and his face was quite handsome, but he was too short and looked funny at all times. His eyes were full of magic. He swept across Jiao's body and said in a cold voice: "Kill my elder brother, this **** sea hates me Qiu Baili vowed to ask you to pay blood for your blood."

Mo Yao'er was never the one who was scolded and didn't pay back her mouth. Her phoenix eyes were cold and she controlled the Feilian Beast to stop in the air. She mocked and said, "White dwarf, your eldest brother killed me, but I killed him. This is You dwarves are incompetent and want to kill me Moyao? Your elder brother can’t do it, neither can you!”

Qiu Bai and Qiu Ming look a bit similar, Jiang Yi also feels that Qiu Bai's strength is not bad, it should be comparable to the three or four stars, Qiu Bai's two hammers are obviously not ordinary goods, and the dark blue color is on it. The glare should be an ancient artifact.

"Hum!"

Qiu Bai snorted a few times, the double hammers raised, all eyes were provocative, looking at Mo Yaoer: "Mo Yaoer, you are so powerful, do you dare to challenge me? If I lose, leave it to you, If you lose only one month as a slave, how is it? Are you as kind as your father and emperor? Oh... I forgot, how can you be a kind of girl without you? Hahaha!"

"Oh!"

The light of Moyao's long whip shined, and his face was full of anger. He must control Feilian Beast to fly forward and accept the duel. Moqi quickly dragged Moyao's eyes and glanced at Jiang Yi for help.

"Cough!"

Jiang Yi coughed lightly, and Mo Yaoer's anger immediately receded. He looked at Jiang Yi unevenly. Demon Rune and others also turned their attention to Jiang Yi, hoping that Jiang Yi could persuade Mo Yaoer.

Jiang Yi shrugged helplessly and controlled the Feilian Beast to fly a few feet in front. He glanced at the dwarf and sighed: "My goddess really doesn't carry it, but my devil star brings it. Let me play with you. I don’t fight you anymore. That’s bullying you. I’ll pick you up alone, don’t talk about life or death!"

"Wow!"

The audience was frying pan, and countless onlookers in the vicinity of the snowy warriors were talking endlessly, showing a mocking color on their faces, thinking that Jiang Yi was a madman, a talented warrior with seven heavyweights, and he dared to challenge the strong men of 40-50 dwarves , What is he not a lunatic?

however--

The thing that made everyone more shocked was still behind. Qiu Bai's eyes narrowed and he didn't dare to answer. The rest of the dwarves were silent. No one dared to take Jiang Yi's words.

A smile appeared on the face of Moqi and others. Moyaoer had a pair of beautiful eyes as bright as the stars. Staring at Jiang Yi's eyes were all admiration and worship. One person challenged a group of strong people, and the group of strong people didn't dare to put one. What a domineering thing?

"Magic Star, I know you!"

Qiu Bai's eyes flickered and gritted his teeth, said: "You can rest assured, there is always a **** that will make you worse than life. Today I am looking for Mo Yaoer, it's not your business, get away."

Qiu Bai did know Jiang Yi. In fact, the name "Magic Star" is even more famous in the dwarven tribe than the Mo Yaoer. The dwarf tribe has already investigated it. In the last battle, Jiang Yiju had great merit, Qiu Ming and a group All the powerful dwarves were killed by Jiang Yi alone. Jiang Yi's frozen thousands of miles, as well as the mysterious six-star pattern "Qiao Bai" killed Qiu Bai and others.

This time Qiu Bai led the people out, the dwarven patriarch gave orders, and must not clash with the demon clan, Mo Yaoer and others actually received the order of the demon god.

Qiu Bai had just taken the position of the young patriarch and was anxious to make merits, so he thought of angering Mo Yaoer and won the game by relying on the "backer hammer" given by the dwarf patriarch. Even if Mo Yaoer didn't dare to fight, the dwarven race also won face, the duel is normal. As long as Mo Yaoer agreed, even Cao Peiwen would not stop it.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Yi actually stood up, and directly came to a death battle. If he agreed, in the face of so many people, even if all of them were killed, the dwarf tribe is not easy to investigate.

Qiu Bai naturally had no guts and Jiang Yi singled out, and the rest did not dare to start a war, in case Qiu Bai also died in battle, the dwarf patriarch should not be crazy?

Hearing Qiu Bai’s words, Jiang Yi laughed, looked back at Mo Yaoer and others, and said: "Go away, don’t pay attention to this group of wastes. You dare to fly to Fuhu Mountain. Who dares to do it first, I Let them stay here forever."

Today Jiang Yi sees this very clearly. The patriarchs on both sides have confessed that they can't start a war. Instead of wasting saliva here, it is better to go to Fuhu Mountain for a rest.

"Cough, demon star, as you say!"

Mo Yaoer took a group of elders to control Fei Lian and flew upwards, sneeringly looked at the dwarven race and said: "Whoever dares to chopp them all to feed the dog."

Jiang Yi followed lazily and flew over the dwarf clan. Seeing that the dwarf clan had no action, he sneered: "A bunch of waste!"

"Ah, ah!"

Qiu Bai was trembling with anger, and the backer hammer in Yuanli's hands exuded a terrifying breath. The patterns on it also circulated, and he was about to shoot.

The elders of the dwarf clan next to him quickly took hold of him, and released them only after Jiang Yi and others left. A dwarf clan elder whispered: "The young elders are angry, and they are doing it with them. We must lose money. Star's swarm attack pattern is too strong!"

"What should I do?" Qiu Bai gritted his teeth in a low voice: "It's hard not to achieve this? My brother's hatred is gone?"

"Chou must report!"

The elder smiled faintly: "We can't come in the light, we can come in secret, rest assured, young patriarch, I will definitely let the devil go down the tiger mountain."