Chapter 1076

Xia Qingchen owes them?

"You have no capital to negotiate terms with me!" Xia Qingchen said flatly.

The leader of Hongshan Tribe said with a smile, "then I'd like to know how you complete commander Bai's order! At that time, if the order cannot be completed, who will lose more? "

Others who left showed confrontational eyes one after another. They formed a tendency of oppression and forced Xia Qingchen to agree to their return.

The leader of Hongshan tribe, seeing many people and powerful people, was even more confident and said, "Xia, in our southern Xinjiang, you have to abide by the rules of our southern Xinjiang. Don't think less of what you should give us. Otherwise, you'll have to go without food!"

He thought he had caught Xia Qingchen's lifeline and said in a fierce voice.

Xia Qingchen smiled and took out a stack of thick scrolls, which were prepared by the other ten.

Hongshan tribal leader and others were breathless. He himself stepped forward and tried to grab: "let me see!"

However, when Xia Qingchen came to the future, the latter pinched his palm and a sky fire sprang out of his palm, burning the scroll.

When the leader of Hongshan tribe caught it, all the scrolls were only ashes.

"You sincerely oppose us, don't you?" The leader of Hongshan tribe was surprised and angry. He grabbed it with one claw and tried to catch Xia Qingchen's collar.

He failed to return to the team, tried to threaten again, failed to threaten, and finally prepared to start.

I have to say that he repeatedly challenged Xia Qingchen's bottom line.

As the leader of the 500 army, he does not allow people to infringe in public. Otherwise, how to establish authority and discipline his subordinates.

When necessary, we can only use iron and blood means to deter!

Snap——

Xia Qingchen's hand is like lightning, holding his wrist lightly.

The leader of Hongshan tribe, who is as strong as an iron tower, has arms thicker than Xia Qingchen's thighs.

However, as strong as he was, Xia Qingchen, who was extremely weak in contrast, held his wrist, making it difficult for his arm to move, just like being tightly welded by an iron pliers.

The leader of Hongshan tribe could not pull back his arm and push it out. He was angry and said, "why, do you still want to kill me?"

He is a soldier selected by commander Bai. Without the commander's opening, Xia Qingchen can't even punish him, let alone kill him?

However, Xia Qingchen's answer made his face shake hard.

"That's right." Xia Qingchen turned sideways to him. His eyes were cold and calm.

It's calm after killing countless people.

There is no slightest concealment or affectation.

He is really moved to kill!

This time, the leader of Hongshan tribe was really flustered and said, "I'm commander Bai's man. You can't execute me without permission."

Maybe commander Bai is his unscrupulous backing.

Two forces of evil Buddha emerged in Xia Qingchen's palm. It can be clearly seen that there are two heavy shadows of gold and black outside the outline of his palm.

He opened his mouth slowly, and there was an unspeakable plainness in his voice: "I forgot to tell you one thing. I didn't come under the command of commander Bai, but he invited me!"

what?

Invited?

So, he can make a decision without asking commander Bai?

At this moment, the leader of Hongshan tribe was very frightened and hurriedly said, "wait, wait! I... I don't want to come back. I don't want martial arts. Let me go! "

His heart is filled with endless remorse.

Unfortunately, Xia Qingchen won't give him a chance to come back!

"Disturb the secret training of the army and be severely punished by the military law!"

Bang——

The two forces in Xia Qingchen's hands were immediately transmitted to the depths of the latter's wrists, and then swept through all parts of his body.

The leader of Hongshan tribe didn't even have time to scream, so he bled seven holes and turned his eyes white.

The strong body turned into a pool of soft mud in an instant.

The inside of his body has been destroyed into meat by two forces.

Let go of his hand, Xia Qingchen looked at the others and said faintly, "who else wants to talk to me about conditions?"

They are as rebellious as they are, silent as cicadas, and no one dares to collide with Xia Qingchen.

It was not until a long time later that a brave tribesman pleaded, "Lord Xia, please do me a favor and let us return!"

"Yes, we beg you!"

"Give us another chance, please, Lord Xia."

Now, they finally put down all their stubborn temper and begged to come back in a low voice.

Xia Qingchen turned around expressionless, turned his back to them, sat down again and said faintly, "the opportunities are the same. You choose to leave, they choose to stay, and the fate has been divided."

"Let's all go. Don't affect my training of the army, or I'll end up like him!"

The heartless words completely shattered the luck in their hearts.

They are rebellious again, and they are expected to be inferior to their own people not long ago. At the moment, they are all dedicated to cultivating Xuanji high-grade martial arts. It is not difficult to feel what it is in their hearts.

In depression and regret, they stumbled around the woods and didn't want to leave.

If they can do it again, they swear to obey Xia Qingchen absolutely, not with a cynical attitude of resistance.

Seeing this scene, the remaining tribesmen were not only happy, but also more restrained their temper.

The God of war, who is famous in the cool world, is really cruel!

If you don't obey orders and can't cultivate martial arts, you may end up with the leader of Hongshan tribe!

In short, under the combined application of grace and power, no one will refuse Xia Qingchen.

In the distance, the scar face of the zhebe tribe is looking at the scene in front of him indifferently. Unlike the remorse of the others, he is determined as before.

"Gu Lang, you see, we should have gone back." Yingwu's female companion had not succeeded in persuading him for a long time. She was very sorry to see that those who stayed could cultivate Xuanji high-grade martial arts.

That's a mysterious high-grade martial art. How many people in the world can get it?

For a poor tribe like them, it is even equivalent to fortune. Gu Lang missed it because of his lonely and arrogant character.

Now even if Gu Lang wants to go back, Xia Qingchen won't want him.

Gu Lang looked coldly around the tribe who practiced martial arts and said contemptuously, "a group of soft bones, listen to whoever benefits! This is not our warrior in southern Xinjiang, but a dog begging for mercy! "

The Yingwu woman quickly looked around and made a silent movement: "Gu Lang, don't say that."

What if they hear and create contradictions?

"Originally, I'm not wrong!" Gu Lang didn't think so, but his scarred face was very cold: "I'm a man in southern Xinjiang. I only serve real warriors. Xia, who had fought two wars with a group of sissies in zhongyun territory, was touted as the God of war. It's really a great myth in the world!"

"Believe it or not, he came to fight the lounan people and was scared to pee his pants!" Gu Lang disdains Xia Qingchen's fame.

Women don't sigh.

The soldiers in lounan are indeed more ferocious, good at fighting, and more cruel. Fighting gives people an extremely strong visual impact.

However, since Xia Qingchen can defeat nearly a million people in zhongyun territory in two wars, can he be a general generation?