Chapter 352 The Angry Wuzhi Tribe

The Wuzhi camp of the Flying Cavalry Tribe is on top of a thousand-year-old peak, and there are several lower peaks nearby.

There is snow on the higher parts of the mountain, and green forests on the lower parts. From time to time, monks from the Flying Cavalry tribe would take off and land on birds. Farther away, there were different clans of the Flying Cavalry tribe. The Wuzhi clan was the most powerful clan among them. A small clan can only survive if it is attached to a large clan.

In the sky, several panicked figures landed, even those spirit eagles lost their former vigor.

In the Wujia camp, several team leaders who had returned to rest in the camp saw the scene in front of them, they were startled, stood up and faced the three people who had landed.

"Wugu, what's going on, where's your elder brother and Wu Liba?" Several team leaders present asked with a big change of expression when they saw Wugu covered in blood.

"My elder brother, Uriba, and the others have all died in battle. Where is the young patriarch? I want to ask the young patriarch to avenge my elder brother and his family!" There was a young monk with a sad look on his face.

"The patriarch and the young patriarch have gone to discuss with the leaders of various factions about the battle of Xuanye City, and they are not here now. What, even your elder brother and Uliba were killed in battle, what happened, what happened to you, not that Is Jindan female cultivator seriously injured? All other members of your two teams died in battle?" The other team leaders said in surprise and anger.

"Dead, all of them died in battle. Several of them were killed by the seriously injured Jindan female cultivator. But at this time, a silver-haired young man suddenly came out and rescued the Jindan female cultivator. The silver-haired young man is the strength of the late foundation establishment stage, and there is a sixth-level flying silver corpse, Di Kun. My brother died in that Di Kun Under the claws of the devil." Two lines of muddy tears flowed from Wugu's eyes. Since he was born, it was the first time that the clan relatives who were born and died with him had encountered such a heavy loss. His brother and nephew were in this battle , only Wulihan and Wuliyu escaped. His lineage has suffered an unprecedented blow, and he still doesn't know how to go back and face the young and old at home.

"What, a monk in the late stage of foundation establishment, plus a sixth-level flying silver corpse, can push you to such a 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 Establishment are not inferior in strength. Under the joint attack of everyone, they were rescued by the silver-haired young man. Cultivators below the late stage have a very strong restraint effect, and in the middle stage of foundation establishment, whether it is a monk or a spirit bird, facing the silver-haired young man, he has no power to parry, it is a one-sided massacre." Thinking of the silver-haired young man's few moves, There was even a trace of fear in Wu Gu's heart, he had never had such a fear of a foundation cultivator before.

"A silver-haired young man can block so many foundation-building cultivators, and there are also strong men like you and Wu Temple. It's really incredible. This should not be his own strength, I think it must be using a kind of power, There are even several extraordinary treasures, otherwise how could it be possible to reach such a level, even the young patriarch may not be so terrifying." A younger monk said disapprovingly, with a look of disapproval on his face.

"Well, softness can't be defended, and firmness can't last long. However, the two Wugu teams have suffered such severe trauma, and they are leading two weaker people, Wulihan and Wuliyu, to leave a little blood for the family. It’s not too much. However, the majesty of our Wuzhi tribe must not be lost. Since the war with the Mochizuki Realm, except for large-scale battles, the Wuzhi tribe has never suffered such a big loss when facing individual monks from the Mochizuki Realm. There has never been such a great shame, this blood debt must be recovered!" A middle-aged monk Wu Zhan, full of vitality and blood, stood tall like a hill, his eyes were full of fighting spirit.

"No, that silver-haired young man grabbed my elder brother's strongest Dan Yuan Huo Lei Heavy Arrow with just one hand. Its strength is not that if you have a lot of people, you can definitely win, and I have already escaped for a while. Where is the other party going now? I don't know if I'm going to go, but I should tell the clan chief or the elders of the clan about it." Wu Gu immediately dissuaded him in a hurry.

"The patriarch is discussing with the leaders of other tribes and sects. The elders of the tribe are also making regular patrols now, blocking the Jindan monks in the moon-watching world, and they can't get out at all. What's more, it's just a foundation-building monk in the moon-watching world. Please move the tribe The elders and patriarchs are making a fuss too much, don’t they say that there is no one in my Wuzhi tribe? It’s just for nothing to make people laugh!”

An old man with a face full of ferocious potholes objected that the dust on his face was corroded by the venom sprayed by the demon-corroding and poisonous cattle on the grassland. Later, he was lucky enough to cure the poison and survived, but the wound on his face could not recover, and he looked extremely hideous. But no one dared to ignore it because of its ugly appearance. Ubi's astonishing combat strength is well-known among the foundation-builder monks of the entire Wuzhi tribe.

"Yes, the shame can only be washed away with the blood of the enemy." The hill-like strong man Wu Zhanwen said in a voice.

"But the silver-haired young man has been gone for a long time, so it will not be easy to find him." A middle-aged man among them immediately raised doubts.

"Aren't those weird guys from Beast Demon Valley also there? Our Wuzhi tribe rescued some of their disciples before, and this time we are chasing the seriously injured Jindan female cultivator. I think the other party will be very happy." The ugly old man Ubi sneered.

"People from Beast Demon Valley? Shaba! He has a guy named Golden Rat under him, who is best at tracking. As long as there is a trace of breath left in the place where the original battle was, it will be captured by the opponent. If Shaba is willing to take action, find The seriously injured Jindan female cultivator and the silver-haired youth are indeed not difficult." After hearing Ubi's proposal, the eyes of all the late-stage cultivators present lit up.

But soon, Ubi turned his eyes to Wu Gu, who was seriously injured and escaped back, "Wu Gu, although we have never been at odds before, I hope you can tell me where the battle took place. Now it is not about your family, but about the It will affect the prestige of the entire Wuzhi tribe."

The black bone throat moved a few times with difficulty. Ubi had a long-standing grudge with him. Ubi was also a handsome man before, and he was there when he was injured. Up to now, now that their family is in trouble, the fighting power that can be pulled out is greatly damaged. If they object again at this time, I am afraid Ubi will not hesitate to attack him and the remaining two nephews.