Until the Battle of the Demon-Suppressing the Demons of the Xuantian God, the new era of the human race was opened - the Golden Age, the Southern Beasts established a country in the barren land on the south side of Central China, south of the Heavenly Condemnation Barrier. Although the human race does not accept the Southern Beasts, it is much better than the wild tribes. This article was first published by...

Xu Yang really couldn't understand why the beast tribe in southern Xinjiang sent envoys to contact the wilderness tribes. Could it be that he wanted to join the craze of alien invasion and get a share of the pie?

The Beast Emperor Kingdom in the Southern Xinjiang is a force that cannot be despised. Among them are the twelve major tribes, each of which has a super master at the level of the World Honored One. Moreover, according to rumors, there are also transcendent existences at the level of saints in the Southern Xinjiang.

Soon, Xu Yang came to the reception hall in the palace.

In the main seat of the hall, there was a strong Buddha from the Rain Clan. His face was solid, and his long soft hair was dripping like flowing water, drooping all the way to his ankles.

On the guest seat, there were two big men with colorful patterns on their bodies. Their muscles were tangled and the pair of copper bells were shining in their big eyes. They were all masters of the Xuanhuang level.

"On the Rain Festival, is the guest you brought to you the messenger of the Soul Clan?" The World Honored One of the Rain Clan on the main seat had a soft voice, making a gurgling sound like flowing water.

Yujie bowed and bowed down, and Xu Yang also followed him to celebrate. Yujie said: "Your Majesty, the guest's name is Soul Cliff, and he is indeed an envoy from the Soul Clan. According to the two tribes guarding the Domain Gate, this Soul Cliff Master is not only a master of Xuanhuang at a young age, but also good at the Soul Clan's magical powers - the heart-striving technique, which is impossible to fake."

Xu Yang knew that this handsome World Honored One of the Rain clans had long been recorded in the information of the Emperor Sect. His real name was Yuzhe, and he was a World Honored One of the Three Tribulations.

"Since it's a guest, please sit with the guests of the Winghu Clan." The leader of the Rain Clan, Yuzhe, said, nodding his head, and then ordered someone to set up a table and placed it at the lower head of the Winghu Clan.

"Hmph! How noble is my soul clan? How can I sit with the beasts and still be at the bottom?" Xu Yang said coldly with his eyebrows, "Lord of the Rain Clan, do you despise our soul clan because you are the world-renowned strong man?"

Every word Xu Yang said now is based on his pretended identity and the other party's identity. After many considerations, he said it. His current identity as the soul clan is one of the most noble twelve tribes among the wild tribes. He deliberately neglected the Lord of the Rain Clan. Of course, he could not swallow his anger.

Before the Yuzhe could speak, the two big men from the Winged Tiger clan spoke.

"Hmph, don't be arrogant!" One of the strong men of the Winged Tiger Clan shouted, "Your Soul Clan is amazing, but your own strength is too poor, it's only in the early stage of Xuanhuang! I advise you to restrain yourself so as not to cause trouble!"

"Who are you? How dare you speak to me like this?" Xu Yang glanced at the big man and sneered. "Your ancestor is just a tiger with wings. Is it wrong to say that you are a wild beast?"

"You!" The man from the Winged Tiger clan was furious and stood up, pointing his halberd finger at Xu Yang: "Arrogant boy. I want to duel with you!"

"I can't ask for it," Xu Yang then turned to the Master Yuzhe on the main seat, "The Lord of the Rain Clan, why not let me discuss with this envoy of the Winged Tiger Clan? The winner can stay, and the loser will of course be as far as possible."

The leader of the Rain clan, Yuzhe, frowned slightly, but he still agreed to the battle. The wild tribes advocated force, and this kind of battle of intention was to speak by strength. Whoever has a big fist would have the truth.

With the permission of Yuzhe, the strong man of the Winged Tiger tribe shouted loudly, rushing towards Xu Yang like a tiger roar! Behind him, there was a faint illusion of a tiger roaring, and a fishy storm came to his face.

If an ordinary Xuanhuang strongman would definitely be shocked by the artistic conception of the tiger hunting in this pounce, and he would lose the opportunity! However, Xu Yang is not an ordinary Xuanhuang. His heart is not moving, and his blessing is as solid as a rock. He is not shocked by the power of this roar. Instead, he faces difficulties and hits his opponent's tiger claws with one punch!

Boom!

With a dull sound, Xu Yang and the big man of the Winged Tiger tribe took a step back at the same time.

Xu Yang was worried that the blessing of the Heavenly Palace would attract the attention of Yuzhe Zhenren, so he forced himself to withstand the recoil force of this battle with his body.

"Boy, come and take your life!" The big man of the Winged Tiger clan made his hands into claws and cut them out in a crisscrossing manner. Suddenly, six sharp lights flew out in a row, rushing towards Xu Yang!

These six sharp lights look inconspicuous, but they contain sharp chills. They will burn their eyes when they take a look!

Xu Yang used a horizontal fist to activate the Vajra body, and his whole body seemed to be a golden statue! The rumbling sound rang out again. This time, Xu Yang retreated several steps, but also shattered the six sharp lights.

"Boy, now you know the power of the Winged Tiger Clan?" The man was ready to stop when he was ready. He had a little advantage in the scene and stopped pursuing. After all, the power of the Soul Clan is indeed fearful.

At this moment, a blue light flashed in Xu Yang's eyes, turning into a transparent giant hammer, hitting the head of the powerful Winged Tiger Clan!

The heart-striking technique makes the mind tremble!

The strong man of the Wing Tiger Clan was caught off guard and fell into a brief state of confusion and loss! Of course, Xu Yang would not miss this opportunity, rushed up, twisted his waist and swung his arms, and punched the earth to hit the chest of this strong man of the Wing Tiger Clan!

A crack sound came out, and the big man's body flew backwards in the air, and a yellow halo in his chest flowed. It was obviously the powerful artistic power of the earth fist, entrenched in the wound, hindering his recovery.

"Enough." Just as Xu Yang was pursuing further, the soft voice of Yuzhe, the leader of the Rain Clan, sounded, and a soft air wall immediately blocked Xu Yang and blocked his pursuit.

"Lord of the Rain Clan, you destroyed the duel between the two warriors! What does this mean?" Xu Yang said coldly.

"The victory or defeat of the duel has been decided," Yuzhe Zhenren witnessed Xu Yang's heart-striving technique with his own eyes. He was no longer suspicious of his identity as the soul clan, and could only comfort him with a happy look. "Since the victory or defeat has been decided, there is no need to kill anyone again. After all, both of them are my guests, and it is not beautiful whoever is hurt."

Xu Yang sneered: "Then give the Lord of the Rain Clan a face and let this beast go."

The injured strong man from the Winged Tiger Clan said with anger: "Boy, if I had been pressing hard at that time and had not given you time to use evil magic, how could you defeat me?"
Chapter completed!