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"Tianhao, but Tianhao has arrived."

A middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and tiger eyes and a national face stood in front of the Lobby of the Aoki tribe. He followed some tribal elders next to him. He saw Yang Lin from afar, and screamed with tears in his eyes.

His eyes were slightly red when he looked at Yang Lin's face.

Yang Lin was a little uncomfortable, knowing that the person in front of him was Qiuyan, the leader of the Qingmu tribe.

It turns out that he is a man like a rock. His muscles are as hard as rocks and his body is extremely tall. Standing there is like a rock.

He looked at himself in a daze, probably because of his own face, and he was a little bit like a mother.

This is when I think of his little sister Qiu Lan.

"The nephew has met his uncle."

Thinking of the gentle woman in the memory fragments, Yang Lin sighed in his heart and bowed forward.

"Okay, okay, my nephew has grown up so old, exactly like your mother, he is a good man. Come on, come in and have a banquet with his uncle, and will never return without getting drunk today."

Qiu Yan laughed loudly, patted Yang Lin's shoulder pound heavily, and gave a loud voice.

"Class leader, today..."

There was a tribal elder next to him reminding him that there were also big merchants next to him who were here to negotiate.

It is related to the life and death of the tribe in the future.

It is not appropriate to reminisce about the past at this time.

"Oh..." The leader of Qiuyan waved his hand, "What are you talking about? What's there to talk about? My nephew has come, I just believe in my uncle, so what if this Aoki Tribe gives him?

However, after all, I can only give it to my nephew, not to give it to the Wucheng Palace, and it won’t be possible to replace anyone. I don’t recognize that guy Huang Feihu.

Did Xiaoxue come together? You girl refused to marry me at the beginning, but now we are all old."

Qiu Yan looked at Aunt Xue and sighed.

Aunt Xue's cold face was rare, not that cold. She opened her mouth and spat, "Brother Shitou, you still have such a bad mouth, so you keep being single."

"I'm just alone, what's wrong with it? I'm free and not filthy with the woman. I can do whatever I want. Anyway, I'm not very interested in having a son, so I can just take an adopted son. Akino, why are you still standing there? I'll call everyone, and hold a banquet today and welcome guests."

"Yes, adoptive father."

Qiu Ye bowed and stepped back and made arrangements.

Everyone entered the hall and sat down with guests and hosts.

Huang Ming and Zhou Ji glanced around, and Huang Ming, who was elegant in appearance, laughed out loud.

"A late-stage true immortal tribe leader and two old guys in early-stage true immortals, his strength is even weaker than I thought."

Zhou Ji also laughed, and picked up a flower with a huge axe in his hand. "If I had known that there was only such a little strength, why would you have to use the name of the third young master to sneak in? You can even surrender if you just break through."

"You can't say that, the formations on the periphery of the tribe are still very powerful. If you force yourself to break through, the damage will be severe. It's not like you are now, you can easily reach your heart without any effort."

The two of them sang and said, and the breath of their bodies, like a blazing sun, soared into the sky and enveloped the hall.

Huang Ming even stretched out his finger and bounced his fingers, nine jade chopsticks shot in all directions, and a translucent light shield appeared, blocking the hall.

An elder of the Aoki tribe found something wrong and didn't even think about it. He slashed at Huang Ming with a knife, and the knife blew the sky and stabbed the heart.

Huang Ming was calm and his movements seemed unhurried. The huge blade on his shoulder jumped into the palm of his hand with a clang. When the back of the knife was horizontal, the elder of the True Fairyland vomited blood and flew away, and the long sword was broken.

"Vulnerable."

Huang Ming still smiled so kindly, looking at everyone was like looking at the fish swimming in the net, all with pity.

Qiu Yan did not take action, and did not even care about the injured elder beside him. He just looked at Yang Lin with some sorrow, confused and disappointed: "Tianhao, is this what you mean? You should use thunder means to forcibly suppress my Qingmu tribe as a springboard to deal with the Dongyi Royal Court?"

Yang Lin laughed silently: "My uncle misunderstood. If I said I never thought about it, these two people were so rebellious and took their own actions. Do you believe it or not?"

"If you say I believe it, my little sister's son will never cheat me. Haha, even if it's the late stage of the two true immortals, we may not be afraid of them if we work together.

People all say that the four masters of the Huang family will have great combat power and will stand alone. Today, as long as we can hold on for a while, we can gather all the soldiers of the tribe and kill them here."

When Qiu Yan heard that it was not Yang Lin’s idea, he immediately raised his fighting spirit again.

He turned to look at Aunt Xue, "Girl Xue, you were very stingy back then. I wonder if you dare to compete with me for the general of the Da Shang Dynasty?"

Aunt Xue was too lazy to say more, so she drew her sword in her hand and pointed the sword at Huang Ming and Zhou Ji, her eyes were cold.

Although one of the real immortals in his side is not necessarily the opponent of Huang Ming and Zhou Ji, he can still delay for a while.

There is an enemy in the late stage of the True Immortal. At this time, there are three True Immortals in the early stage and one True Immortal in the middle stage, so it is not impossible to fight.

In Aunt Xue's heart, her little nephew is only sixteen years old and has just broken through the True Immortal Realm. It is indeed the early stage of the True Immortal. If you wander around and restrain yourself, you won't have a head-on confrontation. I guess there is nothing serious.

The most dangerous thing is actually the Nine Palace Chopsticks thrown out by Huang Ming before, and I don’t know how long it will be sealed.

People outside will not be able to get in for a while, and people inside will not be able to get out, so they have to rely on themselves to save themselves.

Overall, there is no chance.

Thanks to Zhou Ji, Huang Ming and the others were too arrogant and underestimated the world.

Just two people wanted to catch Aokibe in one go, thinking that they were self-righteous, and they really thought too much.

"Three Young Master, I'll give you another choice. Do you really want to join forces with Aokibe?"

Huang Ming looked a little strange, and he looked at Yang Lin with great regret.

"Originally, we uncles don't want to interfere in some of the disputes in your Huang family. However, when we were born in the Jia family, we had received some favors...

It is not good to be entrusted by others and not do anything. This way, as long as you surrender, you will obediently take the name of the chief general as a banner and collect all the tribes of the Luodongyi tribes. "

"You mean, be a tool person, and you can control it?"

Yang Lin stubbed his ears, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and said sarcastically.

"Use my half of the Dongyi bloodline to command small and medium-sized tribes on all sides, and you are controlling them behind your back? By the way, General Huang, you are not very good-looking, why are you so beautiful?"

"It's stubborn!"

Huang Ming's face turned dark and he snorted coldly: "It seems that you really can't see the situation clearly, Qilin Guard, appear."

He threw out a jade bead casually. As the light flashed, a large number of elite sword hands wearing blood-red armored clothes suddenly appeared in the hall, wearing fierce and murderous elites.

There were 36 newly appeared soldiers, each of which was connected with the energy of heaven and earth, causing evil spirits, or three people formed a formation or nine people surrounded them, surrounding the two elders of the True Immortal Realm, Aunt Xue and Yang Lin, and rushed up with a long sword.

Huang Ming laughed and said, "Do you think we are really two of us to attack you Aokibe?"

How could he dare to boast about Haikou and take down the Eighteen Tribes in the West with three thousand chariots of the Bud Soldiers?

Third Young Master, you chose the road, so don’t blame the uncle for being a cruel person. When you see your mother, you say that there is a wrongdoer and a debtor. If you want to blame, you blame her for not seducing King Wucheng and stealing other people’s husband.”

"What are you saying this? Anyway, he is a wildly bloody bastard. The prince doesn't care. The mistress and the young masters want him to be reincarnated as soon as possible and kill him directly.

Suppressing the Aoki tribe, seizing the sun-shooting bow, and surrendering more slave warriors is the main business. The prince’s military situation is urgent, and he is still waiting for us to transfer troops to join."

Zhou Ji's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he swung his giant axe and rushed towards Qiuyan. Here, only the leader of the Qingmu tribe was a little threatened, but he could not let him escape, so he could kill him as soon as possible.

As for the others, Huang Ming doesn't need to take action, and the Thirty-Six Qilin Guards can kill them all.

"You are more people than people? The frog in the well dares to speak out loud. Since you have the intention to kill, you will not be able to keep you."

Yang Lin stretched out his hand and a piece of white flashed in the hall.

Countless paper people were flying, and they were still in the air, and they turned into seventy-two golden-armored sword guards. Once they landed, the sword energy turned into light rain, rolled up vast sword waves, and slashed forward.

As his paper man clone technique progresses, he has already practiced eighty-one ordinary clones at this time.

At this time, the three-yuan clone was not released, but only seventy-two ordinary fifth-level golden-armored swordsmen were released.

When he took action, his aura was still above the Qilin Blood Guard, and his sword skills and magical powers were even more powerful.

Seventy-two sword lights were just a few flashes.

Thirty-six blood-light figures stopped at the same time, leaving only the red Qilin armor shining with precious light collapsed on the spot.

There are piles in the east and the west.

The bones and flesh of these blood armored soldiers were cut by the sword energy and shocked into powdered blood sauce, flowing all over the ground, with a fishy smell.

There was a sudden silence in the hall.
Chapter completed!