When he saw the figure in front of him, Tiemuqi's face was full of shock. Tang Xiyue, who was just ten feet outside him, actually made a surprise attack from behind. Moreover, this attack was obviously not a hasty punch, but a violent attack after accumulating strength.

"Baji collapse!" In an instant, the powerful dark force penetrated the ancient heavy sword in Tiemuqi's hand like a tide, giving him no chance to react at all, and poured into Tiemuqi's meridians in an almost arrogant posture.

Although Tiemuqi made a block, the effect of physical defensive moves could have was almost minimal under the penetration of this dark force. Tiemuqi raised his head and vomited a large mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale in an instant, and it was obvious that the martial arts body was severely damaged.

"Get out!" Tiemuqi was so shocked that he wanted to sweep Tang Xiyue away, but Tang Xiyue smiled coldly.

"You should get out, right! Go!" Another qi explosion sounded in the joints. The eighth level of dark power had already been stacked, but the ninth level collapsed again, but the ninth level of strength changed from dark to bright, but the power did not diminish the first eight dark powers.

Tang Xiyue herself did not retreat at all, while Tiemuqi flew back like a kite with broken strings for dozens of steps before she could barely land and stood firm.

The first thing after landing, Tiemuqi did not rush to breathe and regulate his inner breath, but turned his head quickly to look in the direction where Tang Xiyue was standing before. He did not believe that there was any magical magic in this world that could change shadows, but Tang Xiyue seemed to have really done it just now.

At a glance, there was a slender figure wearing leather armor like her in the direction where Tang Xiyue was standing just now.

Twins? This is Tiemuqi's first reaction. The person's body shape is really very similar to Tang Xiyue. But when he looked closely, he noticed that he was not a living person at all.

"Puppet!" Temuqi exclaimed in surprise.

Tang Xiyue was a little strange, how could she suddenly understand Tiemuqi's northwest grassland language?

Xiao Shiqi's voice quietly sounded in Tang Xiyue's heart: "Master, you have already enabled the function of translation of the eight wilderness languages. As long as it is the language in the eight wilderness world, whether it is the Central Plains, Northern Barbarians, Grasslands, Miao people in the southern Xinjiang or the East China Sea island countries, you can help you translate it, and what you say can also be translated to the other party."

So that's the case, Tang Xiyue smiled and felt relieved. Others said they had a disagreement and fought, but if they didn't even understand what the two sides said, it would be weird to beat them to the death.

"He can understand what I say now?"

Xiao Shiqi said surely: "Of course."

Tang Xiyue looked up at Tiemuqi and said, "Do you know the puppet too?"

Tiemuqi was obviously a little surprised that Tang Xiyue suddenly spoke grassland language, but soon his attention returned to the puppet: "You are from the Tang Sect of Western Shu."

"I know a lot. Let's talk about what I know." Tang Xiyue did not rush to take action. Although Tiemuqi was seriously injured, it was not far away from the point where he could defeat him with one blow. If he pressed step by step and let him lose his life in a battle of sacrifice, Tang Xiyue would not be sure to control the scene. Now he would spend more talk with him. Although he could restore his strength to a little, more importantly, it would be able to consume the tragic spirit of his own tragic soldiers.

Tiemuqi leaned on the ancient long sword with both hands and breathed a long sigh: "If the northwest can achieve one-tenth of the Central Plains martial arts prosperity, why worry about not having a man on this battlefield to block a hundred warriors."

Tang Xiyue sneered: "That's why you feel this way after attacking Tianwei Fort. Don't look up to the martial arts in the world, and don't underestimate the soldiers of the border. A strong bow and a hard crossbow may not be able to kill the masters of the martial arts. Look at the Northwest Frontier Army and the Northern Liang Tiger and Lieutenant Army, how many people are pure warriors from the Jianghu Sect."

Tiemu is very silly, but in fact what Tang Xiyue said is true. Tianwei Castle is one of the eight wilderness sects. The disciples recruited are all martial arts geniuses, and any qualifications are all high-quality martial artists. In the real world, it is not easy to meet masters when walking in the world. Not to mention Tiandi martial artists or Earth-level masters, they are ordinary Xuandi little masters. They are just qualified to go down the mountain among the eight wilderness sects. It is absolutely rare in the world. Second- and third-rate sects can start sects and establish sects with this level.

"If it weren't for the enemy, I really hope you can come to Zhongyuan to see what the real world looks like." Tang Xiyue held the Qianji Sword in one hand and waved her hand in the direction where her substitute puppet stood. The battle puppet, which was nine points similar to her figure, was directly taken back by her.

Tiemuqi has now changed three or four times. His injuries have not improved, but he has been suppressed a lot. He slowly drew his sword and held the hilt with his hands: "Yelu Chuge is my last disciple. If you are going to kill him, you must step over my body."

When Tang Xiyue heard this, she suddenly realized that no wonder such a martial arts master would suddenly be involved in the battlefield of the northwest grassland at this time. It turned out that the plundered character was the disciple of the grandmaster. It seemed that the kind of treasure that was in his heart.

Tang Xiyue shook her hand, and the sword blade of the Qianji Sword shrank back.

Tiemuqi looked at Tang Xiyue with some confusion and asked, "Are you planning to kill me? In your words in Zhongyuan, we should kill the weeds and roots. I think it is a good opportunity to make the grassland lose the grand master who is slightly reasonable in martial arts forever."

Tang Xiyue stretched out a finger: "I will return it to you this time."

Tiemuqi was stunned, but remembered the battle she intercepted Tang Xiyue on the grassland. I think what she said should be that she did not fight to the end.

"If you want to escape that time, I won't have a chance to kill you." Temuqi said frankly.

Tang Xiyue smiled: "The people of Central Plains don't pay attention to this. In my opinion, you have let me go once. Besides, you really don't have a great threat to us now."

Tiemu Qi pulled out the ancient long sword with a stern sound, and returned the sword to the big sheath behind him. He gently pounded Tang Xiyue's arms and pounded it twice in front of his chest, turned around and left to the east. When he turned, he spoke: "Soon, the overlords on the grassland will realize how stupid it is to invade the Central Plains. Maybe there is a real chance. I will go to the Jianghu of the Central Plains to see. I hope that by then, everyone will draw swords towards me, the foreign tribe."

"The visitor is a guest, and he serves him with wine. He brings his sword in and greets him with a sword."

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