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Chapter 363: The Killing Continues

In order to show his sincerity, Qin Feng still only brought the black bull, the iron pillar, and a hundred guards.

At this time, there were no more tents outside the Xiongnu royal court than a month ago.

It can even be said that it is nearly 70% less!

Although all the corpses here have been disposed of, the blood that seeped into the earth and stained the land with dark red cannot be removed no matter what.

The strong smell of blood makes one unable to help but feel nauseous.

However, the kings of the three tribes who came towards them were beaming with joy and were not affected at all.

Qin Feng took a general look at the surrounding tribes and found that there must be no more than 200,000.

With the destruction of the most powerful Xiutu tribe and the Kuanti clan, and the Qiwu clan being maimed, they fled.

There are only about 60,000 cavalry left around the royal court.

And morale dropped drastically.

Who would have thought that just a few days ago, we were brothers from the same ethnic group as the Huns.

Will swords confront each other at the next moment?

If you don't kill him, he will kill you.

Under such fear, everyone went crazy, killing their relatives and friends the moment before.

However, when they calm down, they become sluggish.

Qin Feng keenly discovered that when the only remaining Hunxie King, the Huyan clan, and the Xubu clan came out to greet them, Hunxie King, who should be the more powerful one, actually walked humbly behind.

The leader of the Huyan clan stood at the front, looking arrogant.

It can be seen that although the head of the Subu clan is a little angry, he still swallows his anger.

He looked back at the respectful King Hunxie and stamped his feet bitterly.

The leader of the Xubu clan really couldn't understand why this Hunxie King was so cowardly even though he was obviously very powerful.

From the beginning when he tolerated King Xiu Tu until the subsequent melee between the four families, he was submissive to everyone.

Even the throne of the regent is willing to be given up, all I want is to go to the north where no one can shit and become the king of the north!

Bullshit Bei Wang!

He is simply a stinky person!

No ambition at all!

Not worthy of being a man on the grassland!

When the leader of the Xubu clan thought of this, a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes.

But the Huyan clan leader had his back turned to him and didn't notice.

He still looked at Qin Feng arrogantly and said loudly:

"The candidate for the regent has been selected, and it is a certain family!

The altar has also been set up, please quickly invite the Yan family to come and announce the grassland!"

Having said this, the Huyan clan leader paused for a moment, nodded slightly to Qin Feng and said:

"I hope the envoy of the gods will tell the gods.

As the regent, I shall worship the God of Tiga and let the light fill the entire grassland!"

Qin Feng smiled and said:

"It's easy to talk to him. I'll just tell him."

The Huyan clan leader nodded slightly, suddenly looked behind Qin Feng strangely, and said doubtfully:

"What's wrong with Mr. Yan? Why is your whole body covered in black robes?"

Qin Feng said "Oh" and said sadly:

"The Yan family was devastated by the death of Touman Da Chanyu and contracted a serious illness.

The child may not be safe...because he was afraid of infecting us, so he had to wear a black robe."

When the Huyan clan leader heard this, he couldn't help but look happy.

Can’t save the child?

That’s so...sad! Hahahaha!

If the child is really gone, wouldn't the regent be more powerful than tens of thousands of people?

A true great chanyu of the prairie!

However, Hunxie King, Subu's face is hard to look at.

Originally, with the posthumous son in check, Huyan didn't dare to go too far.

But if Ms. Yan really had a miscarriage, it might be difficult to handle!

At that time, the entire Xiongnu prairie will belong to the Huyan clan!

Where would there be a place for them?

The Huyan clan leader could not help but urge:

"Let's go to the altar."

With that said, he took the lead and walked towards the altar.

Because time is too short, I have been busy killing each other for this month.

Therefore, the altar was very crudely built, made of hard wood.

Qin Feng even felt that if a group of people went up, it would probably collapse.

But the Huyan clan leader couldn't wait to climb up.

As long as you climb up, you will become the new king of the grassland!

The Huyan clan has become the greatest tribe on the grassland!

A month ago, he would never have dared to think like this.

But who would have thought that King Xiutu would not only kill that old guy from the Kuanti family with his coquettish maneuvers, but even get involved in it himself.

Let yourself get a huge advantage for nothing.

Could this be the legendary destiny?

I was born to be the king of the grassland!

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!

Qin Feng looked at the proud look of the leader of the Huyan clan, then turned around and looked at the "Lan clan" who was all covered in black robes, as well as his dark, hairy hands that were accidentally exposed, and thought about what to do.

Don't do anything.

He did not believe that the head of the Xubu clan and King Hunxie would be so great that they would give up their position as regent.

Just when Qin Feng was wondering whether to let "Lanshi" give them a big gift, something suddenly happened!

Just as the Huyan clan leader stepped onto the altar, the Xubu clan leader suddenly stepped forward and pulled out a steel needle from the lining of his clothes!

That slender steel needle would not have been noticed at all if it hadn't reflected the dazzling light of the sun!

And it is sewn into the lining of the clothes, so you won't feel it even during a body search.

In the flash of lightning and flint, the leader of the Huyan clan did not react at all. He only felt a chill on his neck and was pushed to the ground by the leader of the Xubu clan.

"Death! Die!"

"Ho ho ho... you... how dare you!"

The leader of the Huyan clan struggled hard, but with a steel needle piercing his neck, how could he be the opponent of the leader of the Xubu clan?

The head of the Xubu clan had a ferocious look on his face, and his hands were like aquiline hooks as he strangled the neck of the head of the Huyan clan.

And the steel needle penetrated deeply from the back of the neck, and even poked out from the throat! This shows how powerful it is!

The leader of the Huyan clan tried his best, and suddenly a rabbit kicked the eagle, and kicked the leader of the Xubu clan out.

He staggered up to the high platform and kept making "ho ho ho" sounds.

Blood dripped all the way and slid down from the high platform.

"My...I am...the king of the grassland...I..."

Unfortunately, he failed to climb up the altar and fell to the ground with a "plop".

The head of the Xubu clan laughed crazily. He looked at Qin Feng with a ferocious face, gritted his teeth and said:

"Show the grassland that I am the regent!"

Qin Feng stroked his chest and bent over, smiling and saying respectfully:

"As you wish~Great King of the Prairie~"


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