Soaring of Galaxia Chapter 419: Strong like a broken bamboo


The Red Maple tribe is not an indigenous race in Zhiqi Mountain, nor is it a tribe formed by a fixed surname. The Red Maple tribe is jointly controlled by eight lords, and these eight lords control all the interests of the Red Maple tribe.

It is rumored that the ancestors of these eight lords moved here thousands of years ago, and their ancestors fled here from the forbidden places of other gods. When they first came, they were called the "eight bandits".

The eight people are very powerful, and part of the battle is supporting Qishan. They draw good players from all sides and occupy this place. After thousands of years of development, they have formed the scale of the Red Maple tribe.

Since their ancestors, the eight great bandits are best at using formations. Therefore, each generation of the Red Maple tribe lords inherited the methods of their ancestors. It is precisely by virtue of this inheritance of the formation that they can stabilize their heels in Zhiqi Mountain.

Now, as soon as the eight lords fall, the Red Maple tribe has directly lost its spiritual core. More than half of those elders were not from the families of these eight great lords, so when Qin Wushuang was drunk, he lost a bit of spirit and began to think of other ideas.

The elders who belonged to the Eight Lords had red eyes and shouted: "Everyone, let's get rid of this stinky boy!"

One of the elders of the Ye family line, with a high status, shakes the weapon in his hand and roars: "It's a man, fight with me! Kill him!"

Qin Wushuang's mouth moved, and the soul of the angry flood shook suddenly. The long whip seemed to be conjure, suddenly stretched out and threw it directly at the elder.

This flick is like a thunderbolt flashing out on a sunny day, and the sudden movement makes people caught off guard. In a flash, he was locked in front of the elder Ye.

"Now!"

Qin Wushuang yelled, and with a lift of his arm, he tied the elder to the soul of the angry flood.

"Are you going to kill me? Or am I going to kill you?" Qin Wushuang asked lightly.

When he lifted his palm, a red light blasted out, hitting the center of the man's eyebrows. With a pop, the elder of the Ye clan tilted his head, and Qin Wushuang took his surname.

Qin Wushuang's hand was shocking, but it was more persuasive than any words. The soul of the angry scorpion in his hand shook slightly, and said: "Those who surrender live, those who resist die!"

"Hahaha, a surrender will live, and a recalcitrant will die!"

A long scream came from afar, it was the voice of Baobao, who shouted from afar: "Boss, a good plan, haha! Red Maple tribe, thoroughly played!"

The golden light flashed, and the bag rushed to the front, but he had recovered his youthful appearance, still carrying a big stick in his hand, showing signs of fighting.

"Bag, what's the situation over there?" Qin Wushuang asked.

"I attacked and killed two, the Silver Monkey King rushed away and eliminated the last stubborn second leader who advocated bronze. The eight lords have all been wiped out." Bao Bao licked his tongue, his eyes flickering at Red Maple The elders of the Human Race, "Boss, these guys, do you still want to resist?"

Qin Wushuang smiled and said: "The first evil has been punishable, and the tree has fallen and scattered. These people have no fighting spirit. Except for the confidants of the eight lords, if others are willing to surrender, let them make a living."

Baobao smiled and said: "Boss, what eight lords, they are the descendants of the eight bandits."

After finishing speaking, he shouted: "Listen well, everyone who belongs to the descendants of the eight great bandits must die! Other elders of foreign surnames will not be killed as long as they surrender. You give evidence to each other!"

This trick is very vicious, and as soon as I say it, the masters of the Red Maple tribe are immediately divided into two camps. Here, more than half of the masters of foreign surnames stepped forward one after another and set up another camp.

In this way, it is very obvious which are foreign surnames and which are the descendants of the eight great bandits.

The masters sent by the Red Maple Tribe this time are all elites. Although the number is only in the hundreds, all of them are of innate Lingwu level.

The group of forward troops, one or two hundred people, has been cleaned up by the Silver Monkey King at this moment. And here two or three hundred people, after being divided into two camps, there are hundreds of them who are descendants of the eight great bandits.

Baobao sneered and said: "Very good, those who know the current affairs are outstanding. You people of foreign surnames, but you must be optimistic, don't let the descendants of the eight great bandits get into your camp. If there is a fish that slips through the net, You have been mixed into one of the eight big bandits, and you all have to be buried! Therefore, you must check carefully, and if you find someone who has mixed into your team, you must report it immediately!"

Qin Wushuang was a little surprised when he saw that the bag was suddenly so good.

Baobao laughed when Qin Wushuang looked at it like this: "Boss, don't look at me, this is what the Silver Monkey King taught me. He's over there, that's what he did!"

As we were talking, the Silver Monkey King already came here with dozens of prisoners.

The forward force was completely eliminated. Both the Silver Monkey King and the two great protectors were full of happy smiles, and they were obviously very satisfied with the result of this battle.

The Silver Monkey King said to the group of captives: "You masters of foreign surnames, all gather together. Supervise each other and welcome to report!"

The children of foreign surnames on both sides gathered together.

The direct powers of the eight lords, one by one, have pale faces, some are cursing in a low voice, and some are ashamed. Obviously, they all know their fate.

"Kill!"

"Kill, kill!"

As the Silver Monkey King gave an order without half emotion, the two major guardians of the Monkey Clan, the Silver Monkey King, and the bag, all started.

Although there are only four, there is a virtual martial realm powerhouse, a Lingwu Dzogchen pinnacle, and two are also Lingwu Dzogchen. Such forces, killing these ordinary innate masters is really easy.

Except for a few high-spirited martial arts who can resist a little bit, the other descendants are almost as easy as reaping wheat with a sickle. Every time a knife passes, they will sweep down a piece.

Qin Wushuang and the Purple Flame Burning Beast did not move their hands again, but watched quietly. If he were to change to the former Qin Wushuang, he would be somewhat compassionate.

But the fighting over the years and the experience of these years have made him fully integrated into the laws of the Profound Sky Continent. The fight here is like this, either you die or I die.

If the Red Maple tribe and the Savage tribe were victorious today, then it was the monkey tribe who were slaughtered at this time. It's just a simple rule that can't talk about the difference between good and evil.

"Boss, what are you thinking about?" Purple Electric Flame Burning Beast asked with a smile.

"Nothing." Qin Wushuang smiled faintly.

"Impossible, I think you are in a trance, do you think the killing is too bloody."

Qin Wushuang sighed: "This is what they pay for their greed, and the law revolves. But outside of the law, after all, they are all living surnames. I feel a little emotional. Isn't it normal?"

The Purple Flame Burning Beast laughed: "You humans, that's it. It's harder to kill than anyone. After the killing, there are so many messy emotions. It's our orcs simply."

While speaking, the monkey clan had already completed the killing.

The Silver Monkey King has deep eyes and a deep tone said: "The next target, the Savage!"

If you don't do it, you don't stop. The old pattern of Zhiqishan has been completely subverted from today!

Silver Monkey King said loudly: "You people listen carefully. Attacking the savage race is your best chance of redemption! If you can kill a savage race master, you can redeem your surname. You will be free from now on. . But there is one thing, you must leave Zhiqi Mountain from now on! If you set foot in Zhiqi Mountain for half a step, it will be a dead end!"

Those masters with foreign surnames know that if they want to survive, it must not be so easy. It is said that in the attack on the savages, killing one person can be exchanged for the last name, so naturally he will not object.

Let them be cannon fodder, they are really unhappy. But just killing one person for life, they are absolutely confident! Swipe and roar at the moment: "Okay!"

"We monkey clan say one is one, you don’t have to worry about repentance. If it weren’t for your two clans to deceive people too much, the monkey clan wouldn’t be able to act on you first! So, all of this is yours. I found it. Now is the time for you to atone for your mistakes!"

"Good!"

Seeing that the remaining forces of the Red Maple tribe were not dissatisfied or resisted, the Silver Monkey King immediately struck the iron while it was hot and said: "It's not too late, let's set off now!"

This internal struggle in Zhiqi Mountain, with the destruction of the Red Maple tribe, is doomed to an end. The savage tribe returned to the savage tribe in a hurry, and before they got a foothold, they were killed in large numbers by the masters of the monkey tribe.

Headed by the Silver Monkey King and Baobao, Qin Wushuang helped out, and the decapitation went very smoothly. Once the five chiefs of the savage tribe were killed, the savage tribe fell apart and was killed by the monkey tribe.

In this battle, the Monkey tribe won a complete victory, slaughtered all the core ruling layers of the Savage tribe, and at the same time demoted the Savage tribe to a slave tribe. Since then, they have no status in Zhiqi Mountain.

And the Red Maple tribe, the descendants of the eight great bandits, die dead, sacrificed, and escaped, it is hard to find one in a hundred.

The entire Zhiqi Mountain suddenly fell into the hands of the monkey clan.

The Red Maple tribe's foreign masters, in order to save their lives, are also very brave. They played a big role in the battle to annihilate the savage tribe~IndoMTL.com~. Of course there were some casualties. But more of them got their last names in this one-sided battle.

The Silver Monkey King didn’t blindly rush to kill, summoned everyone, and said: "My monkey clan does not break my promise, and I will let you go now. From now on, I will not enter this Qishan branch for half a step!"

These masters with foreign surnames originally had some troubles. Listening to the silver monkey king said, all of them are grateful and dying, and they all expressed their opinions: "Thank you for not killing the silver monkey king. We must leave Zhiqi Mountain and never enter Zhiqi Mountain forever. Step."

Qin Wushuang suddenly said: "Wait a minute."

Those masters of foreign surnames have all seen Qin Wushuang's methods, and these days have also heard of Qin Wushuang's many heroic deeds, knowing that Ye Wentong, the strongest of the Red Maple tribe, was killed by this young man. Therefore, they were full of awe for Qin Wushuang. Hearing his words, these people were all drumming up in their hearts and stopped one by one.

Thinking that things have changed again, the expression becomes even more unnatural. At this moment, their fate is not in their own hands.

(To be continued)

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