Longevity: Starting from Refining Gu-Chapter 130 - 103: The Tiger’s Roar - The Tiger of Nanli, To Death Not Life_3

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Yuan Wujue was a square-faced man, very tall and muscular.

Even though the enemy army had completely surrounded him, there was not a hint of fear in his eyes. He tore his luxurious robe and bound the wound on his left arm.

He raised his sword, ready to charge recklessly, "Brothers, follow me for one more charge!"

"Let the people of the Xuan Bird Tribe know that our Yuan Rang Tribe is full of warriors unafraid of death!"

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The warriors of the Yuan Rang Tribe behind him shouted, "We swear to fight to the death!"

"Better to wrap our corpses on the battlefield than to kneel!"

Chen Qing saw the rear army had not arrived yet. While everyone was looking at the more than a hundred men, he picked up a medium-grade Spirit Stone, stuffed it in his mouth, and chewed it into pieces in a few bites, swallowing it down.

Yuan Tianfang rode over to him, "Qingxu, kill them, give them a quick death."

As soon as his words fell, more than a thousand Mystic Iron bows were drawn tight with creaking sounds. As soon as Chen Qing gave the order, a thousand iron arrows would rain down and in an instant, half of the last hundred men would be annihilated.

Chen Qing rode forward alone on his horse, waving his hand to signal the rear army to lower their Mystic Iron bows.

He tore off the White Tiger cloak from his shoulders and wiped the blood from his hand.

He suddenly remembered Wuyou Mountain, remembered the senior brothers and sisters who risked their lives to save him.

Xuanping would soon be going to Foundation Establishment, and he, the Light Butterfly would soon be completing the Ninth Transformation.

He wanted to travel ten thousand miles with Xuanping to help her achieve the Foundation Establishment while letting the Light Butterfly achieve Harmonization.

At the same time, he would seek opportunities for himself to reach the ninth level of Qi Refining or even achieve perfection in the Qi Refining Realm, perhaps even Foundation Establishment.

He didn’t want Iron Flow Valley to become the next Wuyou Mountain after he left.

He didn’t want to be displaced from his home again.

That kind of pain, once is enough.

So make Iron Flow Valley strong enough!

And the group of people before him, Chen Qing admired them.

Riding alone to the front, Chen Qing shouted, "I give you an opportunity!"

"If you defeat me, I will let you go without pursuit!"

Yuan Wujue shouted, "What if we lose?"

Chen Qing laughed heartily, "If you lose! Defeated by me, do you think there is any other way out for you?"

Yuan Wujue shouted angrily, "Since you are straightforward, I won’t deceive you just because you are alone."

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"But if it’s a one-on-one duel, it seems to underestimate the chief tiger of the Xuan Bird Tribe."

"We will fight you five at a time!"

He immediately rode forward confidently, shouting, "Who dares to join me in fighting the chief tiger of the Xuan Bird Tribe?"

Instantly, a large number of warriors from the Yuan Rang Tribe rode forward. They seemed unaware that Chen Qing had battled so many and that his stamina and Spiritual Energy were at their weakest, just wanting to strike first.

Yuan Wujue pointed at the four who rushed forward fastest, "You guys, come with me!"

He raised his sword and charged at Chen Qing, "Kill!"

Chen Qing smiled, gripping the Geng Metal Sword in his right hand, channeling Spiritual Energy to dull the blade, turning it into a blunt sword.

At this moment, Xuan Mang finally had a moment to spare, but seeing Chen Qing fighting against the five, in a moment they crossed paths, and those five were knocked unconscious to the ground by Chen Qing’s sword back.

Chen Qing’s Mutant Blood Horse under him couldn’t stop its forward momentum, charging into the remaining ninety-plus, who didn’t attack Chen Qing, allowing him to return and change horses.

After changing horses, Chen Qing rode forward again, extending his hand toward them, "Come!"

The opponent sent out five more riders charging at Chen Qing again. Chen Qing charged forward on horseback, passing through them as before. Xuan Mang clearly saw Chen Qing’s extremely fast movements, due likely to contracting a meat Gu, making the sword speed even faster.

Seeing another five knocked unconscious and fallen, Xuan Mang did not interrupt the battle, as he knew Chen Qing wanted to win over these hundred or so people.

In today’s battle, Chen Qing had completely established his position in the Xuan Bird Tribe.

Chief tiger!

Even someone at Foundation Establishment was on equal footing with him.

No one doubted that Chen Qing would one day achieve Foundation Establishment.

Xuan Mang saw, as if in rapid development, a new hero whose future was immeasurable.

But even so, Xuan Mang felt no jealousy nor concern about Chen Qing’s power growing too fast.

For he always remembered, Chen Qing had once carried Xuanping, traveling eight thousand miles, breaking through to a fierce array of two hundred men with a single sword.

And Xuanping was unharmed.

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