After making up his mind, Tong Jianghai forcibly suppressed the murderous intent in his heart. He said with a slight smile: "Okay, as long as you want to live a good life, everyone, I have thought about it over the years and finally thought of a good way to seek a prosperous life for everyone, that is, leave the barren border area and lead you to migrate to the center of the three ancient countries!"

"Migration?! OK, we all listened to the arrangements of the Chief Tong clan leader. Δ81 Chinese Ω                                                                                                               

At this time, Tong Jianghai pointed to Guan Heng's seat with his hand and said, "It just so happened that the Guan Heng brothers who are the Iron Guard of the Yu Ancient Kingdom are here. I will tell you now that we can lead the people to the capital of the You Yu Ancient Kingdom, near Puyang, where there is a very rich land. At that time, everyone can live a good life."

Hearing that Tong Jianghai, the boy who took advantage of his fake identity to promote the benefits of migration, Guan Heng just smiled at the moment, drank and ate vegetables, and his face was full of disagreement. He thought to himself: "It would be strange if no one jumped out to object," he said. I'm here to see how you both sides tear each other down."

As expected by Guan Heng, just the next moment, Liao Wei, the leader of the Xiongchiling tribe, slapped the table with an angry look.

The patriarch of Xiongchiling sternly said to Tong Jianghai: "Tong Jianghai, who are you? You also want to take us to move to the three ancient countries. Needless to say, if more than a dozen tribes are large and small, you must choose a leading tribe. You Poison Dragon Valley always want to be the boss, right? This is your trick, it is such a good idea to dream in the daytime!"

Before Tong Jianghai could answer the other party's question, a small tribe's leader jumped up. He pointed his finger at the Xiongzhiling tribe and shouted: "It's outrageous. How dare you talk to the Tong tribe like this. Even if the Tong tribe can tolerate it, I will teach you a lesson! Take your life--"

This kid is Tong Jianghai's loyal lackey. Today, seeing Liao Wei ridicule his master repeatedly, he was so angry that the dog was filled with smoke. In an instant, he pulled out the short blade tied on his calf and shouted at Liao Wei in front of him!

"You dare to act wildly in front of me in the realm of light red spiritual energy? You are looking for death!" The people of the Xiongzhiling tribe have always been brave and good at fighting. Most of their martial arts imitate the heroic posture of roosters fighting fiercely, so they take fierce and fierce moves without mercy.

Liao Wei is the top master of the crimson spiritual energy in the tribe's most powerful force. He suddenly stretched out his hands and turned into a chicken claw shape, knocked the short blade away, and even slashed into the other party's heart with a thump.

"Uhhhhh-it hurts me so much!!" The little patriarch was suddenly raised by Liao Wei, and the other party's claws had already penetrated several inches of flesh. As long as he exerted his hand, his heart would be cut out.

"Hahaha, you are such a mess, how dare you offend me, I will tear you up now."

Liao Wei's eyes were as red as blood-filled, and he was about to kill the small clan leader. At this time, the color of the spiritual energy emitted from his body had changed from deep red to a slightly black halo. He had clearly entered the realm of a half-step black air domineering person. Among everyone present, except for Tong Jianghai who had the strength to compete with him, this person was invincible.

Seeing that his loyal dog was about to die, Tong Jianghai shouted at this moment: "Captain Liao, you have something to say. This is also a distinguished guest of my Poison Dragon Valley tribe. If you have any grudges, please leave the valley and then resolve it. Besides, there is a distinguished guest from the ancient country of Youyu. You can't kill people here, which is too rude."

"Huh?" The reason why Liao Wei started talking without any restraint and acted casually was because he had drunk a lot of alcohol and became a little unconscious. He glanced at Guan Heng at this time and sneered: "What a bullshit, the Iron Guard of the Ancient Kingdom of Youyu. I don't know whether the identity is true or false. I won't take you seriously!"

"What did you say?!" As soon as he said this, Guan Heng suddenly raised his head, and two cold lights burst out in his eyes.

This gaze was filled with endless murderous intent. Guan Heng had killed countless crimson monsters and strong men along the way. What is a mere Liao Wei? At this moment, Liao Wei's provocation suddenly became angry. He suddenly grabbed the wine bowl on the table and threw it at Liao Wei's face: "Thank you, drink--"

Although Liao Wei was a little drunk, he also saw that he was only at the level of Qingqi, so he spoke out provocation. Now Guan Heng’s wine bowl flew over, and it turned out that only Qingqi was wrapped. Liao Wei sneered: "The Green Qi is the strong man?! How do I remember that the Iron Guard of the Royal Clan of the Yu Kingdom must be at least at the level of Hongqi or above to be selected?"

It was a long time to say that, Liao Wei used the body of the small clan leader in his hand as a shield, and used a thud to block the wine bowl thrown by Guan Heng. However, Guan Heng had already pulled out his body like lightning and suddenly rushed out of his seat. Immediately afterwards, his green air palm sword had already fallen with the wind and slashed on Liao Wei fiercely: "Swish-bang!"

"Uh!"

Liao Wei was holding the little tribe leader in his hand, Wuxia avoided the block, and immediately took a move, but Guan Heng's attack was always like lightning. In an instant, dozens of palm swords fell on the other side. Liao Wei didn't think of using red air to protect his body to resist, but the little tribe leader in his hand was given most of the attacks by Guan Heng "intentionally or unintentionally", and died of the extremely unlucky tragic sermon!

"Puff!" Guan Heng swung his last blow to the Qingqi hand knife, and even split the small clan leader in two. In an instant, red mist was flying all over the sky. Everyone present hurriedly turned their heads and covered their faces to avoid the splashing blood, but Guan Heng instantly turned his palm into a fist and rushed into Liao Wei's face.

Liao Wei was still shocked by Guan Heng's decisive way of killing people. He just wanted to make trouble by drinking and wanted to leave the table as soon as possible. He never thought that he would really kill people, but Guan Heng did it without hesitation.

"Ah?!" Liao Wei saw the opponent's straight punch and subconsciously blocked and clenched it with his hands. Guan Heng suddenly flipped his wrist and stuffed something into his palm.

In the flash of lightning, Guan Heng suddenly retreated several feet, and then he clasped his fists at Tong Jianghai: "Sorry, the leader of Tong, who was reckless and impulsive, actually 'inadvertent' his life. I'm really embarrassed."

Although Guan Heng said something sorry, his expression on his face was full of indifferent. Moreover, he took the word "accidental injury" very seriously, which was to remind Tong Jianghai that he was just being injured by mistake, so don't have any unnecessary thoughts.

When he saw the other party clashing with Liao Wei, he killed a dog under his command without hesitation. Tong Jianghai was full of bitterness and was secretly resentful in his heart, but Tong Ze whispered beside him: "Father, you must not turn against your brother Guan Heng, from the side of Youyu Ancient Kingdom..."
Chapter completed!