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Chapter 1275: The front is proud and the back is respectful, the sand opera powerhouse is coming

At this time, many people gathered around, and obviously discovered Ying Yi, an outsider, and they all wanted to see what happened.

"If you say this, there is nothing wrong with it!" Ying Yi smiled and said, looking at Ma Jian.

"I'm so arrogant. I think your strength is not even as good as mine. I want to eliminate harm for the people?" Ma Jian curled his lips. "If you want to eliminate harm for the people, first compete with me and let me see if you are qualified."

"You?" Ying Yi raised his eyebrows and smiled. At this time, Ying Yi realized that in the eyes of outsiders, his strength was indeed a bit low, and it would not be too much to say that he was not as good as Ma Jian.

No wonder Ma Jian despises him so much.

"Do you think your strength is comparable to me?" Ma Jian said with a contemptuous smile.

"Since I don't believe it, then try it!" Ying Yi smiled faintly, with a calm expression. Ying Yi naturally understood one thing. In the divine realm, everything was decided by the fist.

"Try it, okay, then let's try it on the huge square in front! If you can defeat me, I will believe in your strength and tell you something about the Sand Movie School." Ma Jian sneered, then said.

When he heard Ma Jian fighting with this foreigner in Vietnam, many people around him started to talk.

"Majian defeated Mavi just now. His strength is already the second strongman in our tribe, second only to our patriarch. Can this young foreign man with average strength be Majian's opponent?"

"I want to find out the strength of the Shaji Sect and eliminate harm to the people? The difficulty does he know that the leader of the Shaji Sect is a powerful general, and the deputy leader is a powerful person at the level of ninth level god man?"

"In the past, there were many powerful people who tried to eliminate harm to the people, but they were all killed by the powerful people of the Shaji Sect, and ended up with a terrible ending of death and soul-destroying. They are really fearless!"

"Let's see if he is the opponent of Master Ma Jian!"

"Do you still need to see it? He is definitely not an opponent of Young Master Ma Jian. In my opinion, he is at most a strong man of the six-star god-level level. The level difference is so big, how could he be an opponent of Young Master Ma Jian's strong man?"

"Maybe this is, if this young man hides his strength, it will not be so easy to deal with. After all, he saw the battle between Master Ma Jian and Master Ma Wei just now, and he dared to make a fight with Master Ma Jian. Obviously, he has extraordinary strength."

“….”

There were many different opinions. During the conversation between the onlookers, Ying Yi and Ma Jian came to the vast place that was endless and countless kilometers long.

This place has a huge range and a distance of several light years, making it a perfect place for combat.

Of course, if the powerful generals fight, the place where the fighting in this place will look a little small. However, there are no powerful generals in this Marceau tribe, so this battlefield is completely enough.

"You can take a move first!" Ying Yi looked at the proud man Ma Jian and said lightly, "Otherwise, you will not have a chance to take action!"

Ying Yi carried his hands behind his back and looked at Ma Jian, the eighth-level god.

"Arrogance, today I will let you know that your so-called conceit is nothing in my eyes." Ma Jian was angry at Ying Yi's words. The long sword in his hand was moved like a dragon and a snake, stabbing Ying Yi!

A sword stabbed, and the light shone brightly, and the colors between heaven and earth seemed to become dull under this sword.

Facing this powerful and dazzling sword, Ying Yi still carried his hands on his back, as if he had not seen this sword.

boom!

A powerful aura erupted from the long sword, but Ying Yi remained motionless. When the sword was about to stab Ying Yi's body, Ying Yi's right hand suddenly stretched out and blocked the long sword.

"I'm so arrogant and arrogant. Even our patriarch's ninth-level god dare not resist like this! He dares to do this, may he be seeking death!"

Looking at Ying Yi's arrogant scene, Ma Jian's face became even more ugly, and the power poured into the long sword became even more powerful.

To give Ying Yi a heavy punishment, at this moment, a scene that shocked everyone happened. After Ying Yi stretched out his hand, two of the fingers clamped the front of the sword. Huh, the power in the sword suddenly disappeared as if it was a stone sinking into the sea.

It is impossible to shake Ying Yi in one step.

"Huh?" Ma Jian's expression changed, and he no longer had the arrogant and arrogant look he had just now. He was shocked. Suddenly, he felt a powerful force coming from the top of the sword in his hand.

The powerful force directly made him unable to help but let go of the sword, and his body was also blown away by the powerful force, and he could not resist it even if he tried his best to resist.

Bang!

Ma Jian landed heavily on the ground. The loud noise made the strong men around him tremble all over, and the expression of Ying Yi was filled with solemnity.

"It's actually bare hands

Ying Yi's methods have reached an extremely terrifying level in their eyes, because Ying Yi's methods of simply and fiercely defeating Ma Jian were even unable to do it.

Ying Yi let go of his hand, and the sword in Ma Jian's hand fell to the ground and penetrated into the earth. The sword trembled.

"I apologize for my rudeness to you just now." At this time, Ma Jian stood up from the ground, walked over, and said respectfully to Ying Yi, without any disdain.

"Now, you should tell me about the situation of the Sha Opera School!" Ying Yi smiled and said, as if what happened just now had not happened, and the wind was calm and gentle.

From the comparison between Ma Jian before and after, we can see that only by having absolute strength can we get real respect.

"Since you want to know, I will tell you the details we know!" Ma Jian took a deep breath and said.

At this moment, a rumbling sound rang out like an earthquake.

Hearing this sound, everyone's expressions couldn't help but change, and even Ying Yi was heading towards the place where the loud bang sound was made.

"Not good." Someone exclaimed.

"The strong man from the Shaji Sect is here to ask for money." Someone couldn't help but say.

"Damn, these guys, guys who are damnies."

“….”

While these sounds were heard, the patriarchs of the Marceau tribe and others also came, waiting for each one, as if facing a great enemy, their faces were extremely bad.

Ying Yi looked at the scene quietly. From this, Ying Yi could see that the strong men of the Marceau tribe all hated the Sha Ji Sect to the core, but they were secretive and extremely afraid.

What caught Ying Yi's eyes was riding a majestic tall horse, but this was not an ordinary horse, called the Feiyun Divine Horse. These Feiyun Divine Horses are all powerful people of the level of gods. The three flying divine horses in the front are strong people of the level of gods, and the flying divine horses in the back are strong people of the level of gods.

Some powerful families will raise many such flying cloud divine horses. The stronger the family's foundation, the higher the level of the flying cloud divine horses they raise.

The flying cloud divine horse can also improve its realm just like humans.

These powerful people from the Sand Movie Sect ride the tall Feiyun Divine Horse and feel particularly majestic, particularly chic and domineering.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

It seemed as if a gust of wind blew, and then dozens of powerful Sand Opera Sect riding the Feiyun Divine Horse appeared in front of everyone.

The three leaders were all the Nine-level God-Man Strong Men, and there were more than 30 people behind these three people, more than ten were Eight-level God-Man Strong Men, and more than twenty were Level Seven-level God-Man Strong Men.

The leader was a middle-aged man covered in black beard. His eyes were full of bloodthirsty madness. He said in a cold voice, "The patriarch of the Marceau tribe, the ten women of your tribe that our Shaji Sect wants, as well as many spirit stones, and divine pills!"

Hearing this person's words, all the strong men in the Marceau tribe looked extremely hard to see. There was hatred and madness flashing in their eyes, but they could only grit their teeth and endure it, because there was only one level nine-level god-man strongman in their tribe. If they annoyed these perverted guys, they would probably be slaughtered all over the tribes. Such things have happened to the surrounding tribes.

"Master Xita, we are ready for many spirit stones and divine pills, but let it go for ten women!" A middle-aged man suppressed his anger, smiled reluctantly, and then said in a deep voice.

"You really think that our Shaji Sect is a good hall, and we must not lose any requirements. Today, you must also trade if you don't trade. If you don't trade, you from Masuo tribe will wait for us to destroy the clan!" Before the man named Xita spoke, another level nine-level god-man powerful man riding on the flying divine horse shouted.

"Don't bully people too much! If you force us to the point of being too impatient, we will be able to kill you. At worst, we can leave here." At this time, Ma Jian, who had just been defeated by Ying Yi, roared angrily.

Even the women from his own tribe could not protect it, which made Ma Jian, who had always been arrogant, unable to bear the anger in his heart, so he stood up.

"What did you say? A ancestor who wanted to leave here and give up his tribal beliefs?" The middle-aged man named Xita's expression became cold. He looked at Ma Jian and sneered.

"Majian, retreat." The patriarch of the Maso tribe, the middle-aged man, showed an anxious look on his face, and shouted at Majian.

"Class leader!" Ma Jian's eyes were red, and he clasped his hands tightly. He was very angry when he looked at the group of powerful people from the Sand Movie Sect who were no different from the horse thieves.

"We are willing to hand over ten women." The Marceau patriarch said in grief, "and the many precious spirit stones and divine veins you have requested."
Chapter completed!
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