"Setting a score with my Qingye tribe? I really don't know who gave you the face!"
Although the previous crisis has passed, King Qingye is still full of anger when he talks about it.
"Zheshu, don't look at what your son has done.
We are all barbarians, but they want to attack my Qingye tribe with swords and weapons. They commit rape, rape, robbery and all kinds of evil, and bully my mother and daughter.
With the crimes he has committed, even if he is killed thousands of times, he still has the face to come to me to settle the score!"
"you……"
Zheshu's expression froze, and then he said, "Who can blame you? If you had accepted my son's proposal, how could anything else happen later? I can only blame you for not knowing what is good and what is good!"
"Are you, old man, mentally ill?"
Ye Bufan stepped forward and stood side by side with King Qingye.
"Do you really think that you are the king of heaven? If your son proposes marriage, others must agree to it. What kind of truth is this?
I happen to have a big white pig here who proposes marriage to your daughter, will you agree?"
"you……"
Zheshu was so angry that his eyes burst into flames.
"Boy, if you kill my son, I will cut you into pieces with a thousand knives, peel off your skin, cramp your muscles, crush your bones, and spread your ashes!"
This guy gritted his teeth loudly as he spoke, showing how strong the hatred in his heart was.
King Qingye said coldly: "Zheshu, this is Manhuang City. If you dare to do anything wrong, the Holy Emperor will not let you go."
Zhe Shu smiled sinisterly: "Although this is the Barbarian Imperial City, fighting within the city is prohibited, and fighting outside the city is not within the regulations of the Holy Emperor."
Ye Bufan moved his wrist with a joking smile on his face: "So that's it, then I'll be relieved."
Now in the wild continent, he must first consider King Qingye before doing anything. Since there are no restrictions on taking action outside the city, he has no worries.
Zheshu didn't know this, he stared at King Qingye with cold eyes and waved his hand.
"Go ahead and get this woman first!"
As the saying goes, to capture the thief first, capture the king. In his opinion, as long as he captures King Qingye first, both Ye Bufan and the rest will be left to his own devices.
"yes!"
Wu Kuotai next to him agreed and stepped out, his eyes flashing fiercely.
The previous disastrous defeat in the Qingye tribe made every member of the Langhuan tribe feel deeply ashamed, and he also waited for revenge.
Zheshu looked at Ye Bufan warily, knowing that this man was definitely not simple, so he would not intervene.
But then I found that he was just standing there quietly with a smile on his face, as if he was waiting to watch a show.
"Lan Xi, why don't you kneel down and beg for mercy!"
Wu Kuotai was so confident that he stretched out his big hand and grabbed King Qingye.
In the barbarian tribe, although there is only one level difference between the first-level barbarian king and the barbarian emperor, the gap in strength is as big as a chasm.
It is no exaggeration to say that even dozens of barbarian kings bundled together cannot be the opponent of one barbarian king.
Because of this, in his eyes, King Aoba is just meat on the chopping board, and he can chop it how he wants.
But just when he was extremely arrogant and fearless, a powerful aura suddenly came overwhelming, and then a jade-like fist appeared in front of him.
Hearing a bang, King Qingye's fist hit his face hard, and suddenly thousands of peach blossoms bloomed.
Wu Kuotai flew backwards like a kite with its string broken, knocking down more than a dozen barbarian kings one after another before he managed to stabilize his body.
At this moment, his face was covered with blood, his eyes were as wide as bells, and his eyes were full of disbelief.
Everyone knows that King Qingye is only a first-level barbarian king. Why did he suddenly become so fierce?
Not only him, but everyone around him was also stunned.
No one in Zheshu or the entire Langhuan tribe knew that King Qingye had entered the realm of the Barbarian King. Even the Qingye tribe didn't know many people.
King Qingye shook her head. With her hatred for the Langhuan tribe, she wanted to kill Wu Kuotai and Zhe Shu directly, or at least abolish their cultivation.
But now it is not a battlefield, but outside Manhuang City.
It's okay to teach them a lesson, but if the two powerful men of the Barbarian Emperor level are really eliminated, I'm afraid the Holy Lord Barbarian Emperor will definitely not sit idly by and ignore them.
"ah!"
After Wu Kuotai came back to his senses, he let out an earth-shattering roar. Although King Qingye didn't kill him, the punch just now was really not light, and it directly broke the bridge of his nose.
As the elder of the Langhuan tribe, when did the aloof Man Emperor suffer such humiliation?
With overwhelming anger, he rushed over again, this time using all his strength, and punched King Qingye hard.
In his heart, he felt that even if King Qingye had broken through to the early stage of Barbarian King, there was still a gap between him and a veteran powerhouse like himself.
But what he didn't expect was that even though he had used all his strength, there was no change in the result. He was still slapped and flew away.
"Well……"
Wu Kuotai's failure for the first time can be attributed to underestimating the enemy, but the second time he still failed with one move. It can only be attributed to one result, that is, the Qingye King is too powerful for him to resist.
Everyone onlookers had shocked expressions on their faces, and an idea popped into their minds, it turned out to be the middle stage of the Barbarian Emperor!
As the third elder of the Langhuan tribe, Wu Kuotai has been in the realm of the Barbarian Emperor for decades. Only the middle stage of the Barbarian Emperor can defeat him so easily.
Those present are all at least Barbarian King-level experts. They have put in countless hardships in cultivation and have a deep understanding of cultivation.
There were hundreds of barbarian kings present, but only a handful of them could eventually step into the realm of barbarian kings. Even if there were not one, it would be normal.
But the Qingye King in front of them completely changed their perception. Not only did he join the ranks of Barbarian Emperors, but he also entered the middle stage. How did he do this?
Wu Kuotai got up from the ground, his bloody face full of confusion.
But at this moment, Zhe Shu's roar came to his ears: "You block King Qingye, and I will deal with that human race."
As the former King of Langhuan, Zheshu was definitely a cunning person, and he soon realized that all this was probably related to Ye Bufan.
No matter what, as long as you get this human race in your hands, everything may be reversed.
After saying that, he directly jumped into the air and pounced on Ye Bufan like an eagle pounces on a rabbit.
In his opinion, as long as he could block King Qingye for a moment, he would be successful.
Wu Kuotai also cooperated extremely well. He roared again and punched King Qingye with all his strength.
Although he was knocked away again without any surprise, he finally bought some time.
Zheshu was in mid-air, seeing the distance getting closer and closer, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.
Ye Bufan stood there motionless, obviously frightened by his own momentum.
And just when he was about to take down the opponent in one fell swoop, a huge foot suddenly appeared in his sight.
Then his vision went dark, and he flew out like a ball, ten times faster than when he came in.
Zhe Shu was filled with horror. Didn't he say that this young man was an array master? How could he be so powerful?
But before he could figure out what was going on, another huge foot appeared in front of him.
