In the end, Bai Hu was completely beaten by Ximen Yu and fell to the ground motionless.
"Oops! Stop!" Senior Brother Chang'an Young Master shouted and flew out.
If he continues to fight, he will be beaten to death by Ximen Yu.
"Huh!" Ximenyu stopped. Mr. Chang'an seemed to be dying. At this time, his body returned to human form. Sure enough, his whole body was covered in blood. Blood was still coming out of his mouth, and there were no teeth at all.
"Hahaha, hahaha!" Ximen Yu flew into the air and laughed loudly.
"Dear friends, you have also seen, who is like a piece of shit in front of whom now? You see, this is the bloodline of the leaders of the Yanhuang tribe that everyone thinks is very powerful. I thought that today we can have a hearty battle, and even some
Maybe you can give me a big defeat and give me a taste of what it feels like to be defeated, but it’s a pity that the Yanhuang tribe has disappointed me so much.”
Ximenyu won and was in a good mood. However, he became arrogant and spoke nonsense. Mr. Chang'an did not represent the Yanhuang clan, which made the Yanhuang cultivators feel very uncomfortable.
Sure enough, a young man with fifteenth-level genes said angrily: "Ximen Yu, what are you doing? Although Chang'an is of the White Tiger bloodline, his talent is only at the bottom among the White Tigers. Do you really think you are the real leader of the Yanhuang tribe?
A master of the bloodline will fight a decisive battle with a low-level person like you? The Yanhuang people can enter the genetic field in their teens. Chang'an is already in his twenties and is only at the fourteenth level. It took him seven or eight years to reach this level. Huh, do you think this is the real Yanhuang?
What is the level of a clan master?"
"Huh?" Ximen Yu thought about it carefully, and it was indeed true. Children of the Yanhuang tribe who were over ten years old automatically entered the genetic field after awakening. This Chang'an master is in his twenties and only has the fourteenth level of genes, which is his*
He has only grown more than ten levels in * years, which is simply the level of a mediocre person. It seems that Mr. Chang'an just feels good about himself in front of the Chinese people, but in the Yanhuang tribe, he is actually at the bottom.
"Fuck you!" Ximen Yu was furious. After fighting for a long time, he actually had a decisive battle with a mediocre person from the Yanhuang tribe.
Ximenyu suddenly lost all sense of honor.
"Damn it, I really lost my identity, go to hell!" Ximenyu became angry, and the silver needle flew out with a whizz, and shot at the head of the dying Master Chang'an.
"Bang!" Mr. Chang'an's head exploded, and the two people who were supporting him were covered in brains.
"Ximenyu, you!" Mr. Chang'an's senior brother was stunned and extremely angry.
Ximenyu said angrily: "How dare a trash at the bottom of the Yanhuang Clan dare to look down on me like this. Do you really think that the Yanhuang Clan is a god? A trash at the bottom dares to stand high in front of me. He deserves to die. A life and death battle. This is not
Did he ask for it himself?"
Ximenyu felt insulted.
The status of Mr. Chang'an among the four major leaders of the Yanhuang tribe is equivalent to the level of the second senior brother Ximen Yu in Jingmen, the bottom one. A person at the bottom dares to feel so superior in front of Ximen Yu. This is something Ximen Yu cannot do.
tolerated.
"Ximenyu, the decisive battle is over, and you still dare to kill Chang'an, okay, then I will kill you!" Young Master Chang'an's senior brother said angrily.
Ximenyu squinted at Chang'an's senior brother, whose genes were at the fifteenth level and should be about the same age as Chang'an. Among the four leaders of the bloodline, those who were twenty years old and were still at the bottom of the genetic field were definitely at the bottom.
"Just you?" Ximenyu said disdainfully.
"Can't I kill you at level 15?" Chang'an's senior brother sneered.
"Hahaha, hahaha, very good, senior brother of Chang'an, a person at the bottom, I have no interest in fighting you. However, since you want to avenge Chang'an, then I will give you this opportunity. I will stand still.
If you can make me move even half a point, I, Ximen Yu, will lose and I will commit suicide in front of you so that you can take revenge."
"What are you talking about? Although I am the leader of the Yanhuang clan with the worst blood, I am at least the fifteenth level. How dare you, a rubbish fourteenth-level member of the Chinese clan, dare to despise me."
"You are the one I despise. If you don't accept it, take action!"
"Ah! Die, you ignorant fanatic!" Chang'an's senior brother roared, and immediately transformed into a huge white tiger, a little bigger than Chang'an.
The senior brothers from Chang'an rushed forward.
"Then let you try the trick I just developed."
Ximenyu's whole body was bright with silver light. Then, the silver light all over his body suddenly shrank and shrank to Ximenyu's right arm. Ximenyu's entire right arm was extremely bright, like the sun.
Even so, the silver light on Ximenyu's right arm was still shrinking, and finally condensed on the small fist of his right hand.
"Drink!" Ximenyu raised his right fist and collided with the huge white tiger.
"Bang!"
"Boom!" The white tiger's huge body was blown away by Ximen Yu's punch in mid-air and flew to a mountain in the distance.
"Bang!" The entire mountaintop was destroyed by the white tiger's body, splattering huge snowflakes.
I don’t know whether the senior brother from Chang’an is dead or alive.
"Wow!" Everyone was shocked.
Compared with the current punch, Ximen Yu's violent beating of Mr. Chang'an was really trivial.
Ximenyu smelled a burning smell from his arm. It seemed that his own right arm was roasted and turned black.
Ximenyu blew his right fist and said in an outstanding manner: "My new move is an upgraded version of Thunder and Silver Light. Let's name it 'Silver Right Hand'. It's so powerful. It's one level higher than me."
How, how many people can bear it? Hahahaha!"
Ximenyu inserted a few silver needles into it, and his burnt right arm recovered as before.
However, I suddenly felt a little weak in my body. What I had just done must have been extremely exhausting.
He suddenly realized when he beat Mr. Chang'an violently that although the lightning silver light was powerful, it only had a defensive effect. Now, it was concentrated on his right arm and had an additional powerful attack move.
A few minutes later, Chang'an's senior brother was dug out from the snowy mountain, and he was already dying.
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Of course Ximen Yu will not kill him. This is different from Mr. Chang'an. He and Mr. Chang'an have signed a life-and-death battle agreement. If he kills him, he will kill him.
Qin Bing smiled happily and looked at Ximen Yu from a distance.
The man in ancient costume behind Qin Bing is still very calm.
No wonder Young Master Chang'an's senior brother warned Chang'an not to have any ideas about Qin Bing. It turns out that they are self-aware. Knowing that they are not worthy of Qin Bing, Qin Bing cannot be from the bottom Yanhuang tribe, and I believe that the man in ancient costume cannot be either.
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Mr. Ximen Yu felt very unconvinced and unsatisfied.
Ximen Yu loudly said to the cultivators of the Yanhuang tribe: "Dear friends of the Yanhuang tribe, I believe you have also seen that I knocked out your fifteenth-level people with one punch. I came here with the intention of defeat. As a result,
But I am so disappointed. Is there no one from the Yanhuang tribe who will stand up to fulfill my wish for defeat?"