The saint starts out by traveling around the world with a group of elves.

The Mountain Turtle is a large beast. Its instinct makes it like to stay in mountainous areas. Like other beasts, it has a violent temperament and will attack any living creature that appears in its sight.

Of course, this is only applicable to level three beasts and below. Above this level, the Mountain Turtle will choose to run away under the influence of instinct.

So, facing the provocation of the little guy, the Mountain-carrying Turtle said nothing and immediately rushed towards the Sword Saint Xilin with a step that did not recognize any relatives.

Obviously, Fushangui did not think that Sword Saint Xilin possessed the strength of a fourth-level beast.

To be honest, given Xilin's size, if the mountain turtle wanted to stare at her, it would have to open its eyes wide, otherwise it might not be able to see clearly.

As soon as Xia Qian came out of the rock wall, he saw this scene. The mountain turtle was almost running in front of Xilin!

"careful!"

Xia Qian immediately shouted anxiously, the stone body of the mountain-carrying turtle is not just for decoration!

And it was indeed so. The mountain turtle that was about to approach Xilin suddenly shook, and the rocks on its body immediately smashed towards Xilin like a violent storm.

This was a case of brute force. With the strength of the Mountain-Carrying Turtle, even being hit by a small piece of gravel would result in a serious injury, just like the injury Xia Qian had sustained in his lower abdomen before!

Sword Saint Xilin did not make any movement, but simply wrapped the star power around his whole body. Unfortunately, this step was completely unnecessary.

The reason is very simple. No stone can touch Xilin. Even though the flying rocks are impenetrable, no small piece of rock can touch Xilin's body.

This situation can be described in one word: luck.

Xia Qian was a little slow to react, but what made her even more unable to react was still to come.

The mountain-carrying turtle tripped over its left foot and its right foot, and it fell with a thud. It staggered forward, and then there was a loud bang. The mountain-carrying turtle fell face first onto the ground. Its head, which was covered with rocks, not only made a buzzing sound from the impact, but it also fell right in front of the Sword Saint Xilin.

It's like stretching your neck and asking to be chopped off.

Sword Saint Xilin was not polite at all. He attached the star power to the small sword, and then a silver-white sword light flashed cleanly, and the mountain-carrying turtle became brainless in the physical sense.

This process can only be described in two words: smooth. This mountain turtle was so sensible that it made people feel distressed. It didn't even let Sword Saint Xilin move a single step. It just ran over and lay on the ground, offering its huge head directly without any hesitation.

Xia Qian was dumbfounded, as if he had become brainless as well. He stood there with his mouth wide open, causing Xiao Hei, who was standing beside him, to shake his head.

"Wow, Xilin you are amazing!"

"Yes, Xilin, you are so handsome!"

Xia Qian was doubting his life, but Guy and Arya were not. They came to Xilin at the speed of light and cast admiring glances at her.

"Hehe~! Of course, I am a sword master!"

The little girl accepted the compliments and admiration from her friends without hesitation. It was just a mountain turtle, and with the help of the sword saint Xilin, it was easy for her to catch it.

“You, you, you!!”

Unfortunately, Xia Qian still did not realize the greatness of Sword Saint Xilin. She glanced at the already cold Mountain Turtle, then pointed at Xilin and muttered "you" for a long time, not knowing how to describe her feelings.

Isn't the death of this mountain turtle a bit too hasty?

Thinking about the tough battle before, Xia Qian felt a strong sense of injustice. If this Mountain-Carrying Turtle could only operate at this level, then she could do it instead!

A kind of complaint that he couldn't express made Xia Qian feel very strange.

"Xia Qian, let's go back. Don't you want to join our tribe?"

Sword Saint Xilin only thought that it was his sword that had deeply impressed Xia Qian, so the little guy was not too surprised by Xia Qian's expression. Little did he know that Xia Qian was actually expressing his feelings about the world's preference for Xilin.

But Xia Qian didn't know that Xilin was the elf favored by the world. There was nothing he could do about it, because the Sword Saint Xilin had a strong background.

Xia Qian actually still had many doubts. For example, Xilin's silver-white sword light, could it also be the so-called star power? What exactly is this star power?

But Xilin and the others had already started walking forward, and called out to Xia Qian to keep up. Xiao Hei glanced at Xia Qian, and then, under Xia Qian's puzzled gaze, came to the beheaded mountain-carrying turtle.

This mountain turtle also has no blood in its body. Like the giant armored bear, it looks like a strange-looking animal, but its internal structure has nothing to do with animals.

Xiao Hei used a little bit of his death force, pulled the 50-meter-tall body of the mountain turtle, and slowly left.

He had no idea that Xia Qian behind him had almost popped his eyes out. A puppy that was not even as tall as Guy's knee was pulling a mountain-like mountain tortoise. The visual effect directly shattered Xia Qian's three views.

Bigger means stronger, muscle is truth. I’m afraid this truth in the wild world has been eaten by dogs!

"Xia Qian, hurry up, or you won't be able to keep up."

No one in the Sword Master Team found it strange. Chu Yi had brought them across the world, so there wouldn’t be any elves who didn’t know the strength of the deputy elder of the elves.

Xiao Hei is the dog raised by the deputy elder, so it must not be an ordinary dog!

Of course, he couldn't tell Xia Qian this. Chu Yi still asked for the matter of traveling across worlds to be kept secret. Significantly interfering with the fate of the world would reduce a lot of the fun of traveling.

Xia Qian took a deep breath and temporarily suppressed the shock in his heart. He was now extremely curious about the mysterious Elf Forest Tribe.

People who can survive in the wild world generally have a big heart, so Xia Qian quickly calmed himself down and quickly caught up with Xilin and the others.

In the Elf Forest Tribe, almost all the elves came out to watch, pointing and talking at the mountain turtle that Xiao Hei had pulled back. The Sword Saint Team was responsible for the explanation, and used some artistic exaggeration to praise the greatness of Sword Saint Xilin.

The little elves all looked at him with admiration, and dreamed of becoming as powerful an elf as the Sword Saint Sirin one day. This made a certain Sword Saint almost lose himself in pride.

"Chu Yi! You're here! Look, this is the prey we hunted!"

Sword Saint Xilin was still feeling smug when the deputy elder of the Elf Forest Tribe appeared out of nowhere. The little guy activated his special radar for Chu Yi and immediately locked onto Chu Yi with incredible accuracy among a group of elves.

With a whoosh, Sword Saint Silin threw herself into Chu Yi's arms, blinked her eyes, and began to ask for praise. Arya and Guy realized it later and immediately squeezed over.

Although they didn't seem to play any role, it doesn't prevent them from asking for praise. After all, they are a team with Sword Saint Xilin. Apart from anything else, as the atmosphere group, they are absolutely professional when they shout 666!

"Well, Sirin did a good job, and so did Arya and Guy."

The deputy elder of the elves would never refuse such a request. He touched the heads of the three little ones one by one and gave them verbal praises, which made the surrounding little kids envious.

The members of the Sword Saint Team were satisfied. Chu Yi did not rush to see the mountain-carrying turtle, but looked at Xia Qian who was a little dazed.

Chu Yi couldn't help but reveal a look of interest in his eyes.