Chapter 352 The Angry Wushi Tribe
The Wushi Tribe of the Feiqi Tribe is camped on a peak that stands thousands of feet high, and there are also several slightly lower peaks nearby.
There is snow in the higher places on the mountain peaks, and green mountains and forests in the lower places. From time to time, monks from the Flying Cavalry Tribe would rise and fall on birds. Farther away, there were different clans from the Flying Cavalry Tribe. The Wushi clan was one of the more powerful clans. Small clans can only survive by relying on larger clans.
In the sky, several silhouettes descended. Even those spiritual eagles had lost their former vigor.
In the Wu family camp, several team leaders who returned to the camp to rest were shocked when they saw the scene in front of them. They stood up and faced the three people who landed.
"Wugu, what's going on? Where is your eldest brother and Wuliba?" Several team leaders present asked with greatly changed expressions when they saw Wu Gu covered in blood.
"My eldest brother and Wuliba have all died in the battle. Where is the young patriarch? I want to ask the young patriarch to avenge my eldest brother and his family!" Wu Gu came down from the Spirit Eagle. Along with Wulihan, there was also a young monk with a sad look on his face.
"The patriarch and the young patriarch have gone to discuss matters with the leaders of the various factions to conquer Xuanye City. They are not here now. What, even your eldest brother and Wuliba died in the battle. What's going on? What happened to you? What's going on? Didn't it mean that the Jindan female cultivator was seriously injured? All the rest of your two teams were killed?" the other team leaders said in shock and anger.
“They all died in battle. Several of them were killed by the seriously injured Jindan female cultivator. However, the Jindan female cultivator was already at the end of her rope and was about to kill Jindan. The alchemy female cultivator killed her, but then a silver-haired young man suddenly appeared and rescued the golden alchemy female cultivator. The silver-haired young man was in the late stage of foundation building. , and there was a sixth-level flying silver corpse, Di Kun. My brother died under the claws of Di Kun." Two lines of tears flowed from Wu Gu's eyes. Since he was born, his family members have been with him through life and death. This was the first time he had suffered such a heavy loss. Only Wulihan and Wuliyu, his brother and nephew, escaped during this battle. His lineage had suffered an unprecedented blow, and he didn't know how to go back and face the young and old at home.
"What, a late-stage foundation-building monk and a sixth-level flying silver corpse can push you to this point?" The faces of several team leaders showed disbelief.
"To be precise, there is also the Demon Sword Sect, and the other two masters in the late stage of foundation building, whose strength is not inferior to that of the elder brother. Under the combined attack of everyone, the silver-haired young man rescued them. The silver-haired young man seemed to be very interested in the foundation building. The monks at the later stage and below have a strong restraint effect and can build foundations. In the mid-term, no matter whether it is a monk or a spiritual bird, they are unable to resist the silver-haired young man. It is a one-sided massacre." Thinking of the few moves of the silver-haired young man, Wu Gu even felt a little fear in his heart. He had never faced a person. Foundation-building monks have had this kind of fear.
"A silver-haired young man can block so many foundation-building monks, and there are also strong men like you and Wu Si. It is really incredible. This should not be his own strength. I think it should be One or even several extraordinary rare treasures were used, otherwise how could it be possible to reach such a point? Even the young patriarch may not be so terrifying." A younger monk said unconvinced, with a look on his face. A look of disapproval.
"Well, softness cannot be defended, and hardness cannot last. However, the two Wugu teams suffered such serious trauma, and they brought two weaker people, Wulihan and Wuliyu, to The idea of leaving some blood in the family is not too much, but the majesty of our Wushi tribe must not be lost, ever since the war with the Moon Realm began. , Apart from large-scale battles, facing individual monks from the Moon Watching Realm, the Wushi tribe has never suffered such a big loss, nor has it suffered such a big humiliation. This blood debt must be recovered!" Wu Zhan, a vigorous monk in his prime, stood tall like a hill, his eyes filled with fighting spirit. "No, that silver-haired young man grabbed my eldest brother's strongest Danyuan Fire Thunder Heavy Arrow with one hand. Its strength is not guaranteed to win with more people. Moreover, I have escaped for a while. Where is the opponent now? I don’t know if I’m going to go, so I’d better tell the clan leader or the clan elders about it.” Upon hearing this, Wu Gu immediately tried to dissuade him.
“The clan leader is discussing with the leaders of other tribes and sects. The elders of the tribe are also on regular patrol. The Jindan monks who are blocking the Moon Watching Realm cannot get out at all, not to mention, He is just a foundation-building cultivator from the Moon Watching Realm. It would be too fussy to invite the tribe elders and clan leaders. Doesn’t it mean that our Wushi tribe has no one? It will make people laugh for nothing!”
An old man with a face full of ferocious pits objected. The pit dust on his face was corroded by the venom sprayed by the demon-eating poisonous cow on the grassland. Later, he was lucky enough to survive the poisoning, but the wounds on his face could not be recovered, and he looked extremely ferocious. However, no one dared to ignore it because of its ugly appearance. Wubi's astonishing combat prowess is well-known among the foundation-building monks of the entire Wushi tribe.
"Yes, shame can only be washed away with the blood of the enemy." The strong man like a hill said in a black war jar voice.
"But I'm afraid that the silver-haired young man has been gone for a long time. It will not be easy to find him." One of the middle-aged men immediately raised doubts.
“Aren’t those weird guys from Beast Demon Valley also happened to be there? Our Wushi tribe saved several of their disciples before, and this time we are chasing the seriously injured Jindan female cultivator. I think the other party will Very happy." Ubi, the ugly old man, sneered.
"People from Beast Demon Valley? Shaba! He actually has a guy named Golden Threaded Rat under his command. He is the best at tracking. As long as there is a trace of breath left in the original fighting place, he will be captured by the opponent. If If Shaba is willing to take action, it is indeed not difficult to find the seriously injured Jindan female cultivator and the silver-haired young man." After hearing Wu Bi's suggestion, the eyes of all the late cultivators present lit up.
But soon, Wu Bi turned his eyes to Wu Gu, who had escaped from serious injuries. "Wugu, although we have never been on good terms before, I hope you can tell the location of the battle. Now it is not your family's business, but your family's business." It affects the reputation of the entire Wushi tribe.”
Wugu’s throat bone moved a few times with difficulty, and Wu Bi followed. He has always had a grudge. Ubi was also a handsome man in the past, and he was also present when he was injured. The other party complained that he was unable to rescue him, so they formed a feud and have been fighting openly and secretly until now. Now that their family is in trouble, they can bring out more fighting power. Damage, if he raises his voice to oppose again at this time, I am afraid Wubi will not hesitate to attack him and the remaining two nephews.
(End of this chapter)