"It's them, it's wrong, I can see the resentment of the War Tiger Clan that they are wrapped around their bodies!"

Bo Hao looked at the several monks who were coming towards him, and his body was almost unable to suppress the killing intent surging in his body.

The other warriors of the War Tiger Clan also came out one after another, their eyes showing fierce light and gritting their teeth.

The monstrous blood feud is about to end at this moment!

Ye Qing didn't know why they were so sure that this was their enemy, but he chose to believe Bo Hao.

After all, these days, there are not five hundred but three hundred monks passing by the exit, but Bohao has never spoken.

Until I saw them.

There were no more than five people in the group, wearing uniform clothing, and they looked like they were from the same sect.

When they saw Bo Hao and the others, they were all stunned.

"There are still people alive."

The man in the lead looked very young, but his eyebrows were full of gloom, and he looked sinister and vicious.

"Take your life!"

When the enemies saw each other, they were very red-eyed, and Bohao didn't bother to say anything to these murderers, so he rushed forward directly.

In his hand, he exchanged a spear, a blood-colored stone spear soaked in the blood of the Battle Tiger Clan.

The chill was awe-inspiring, and even the onlookers who were hundreds of feet away felt a deep chill at this moment.

Bohao's black hair danced wildly, his eyes were like cold stars, and his burly figure was like Shura, exuding a heart-palpitating aura.

Just looking at it from a distance makes people shudder!

"Who is this person?"

"With such a strong strength, it can't be an unknown person, why have you never heard of this person?"

"He's dressed differently than we are, like a wild man!"

The onlookers talked a lot, and they all felt very curious about Bo Hao.

Among the five murderers, the leading man also stepped out, and a silver spear appeared in his hand.

Then the gun came out like a dragon!

Rumble!

An earth-shattering explosion sounded, the stone spear and the spear collided directly, and a powerful force burst out, and the ground was instantly exploded!

This person is actually a Grandmaster Realm powerhouse!

However, the monks behind him were all Master Realm monks, so the warriors of the Battle Tiger Clan could deal with it, and they rushed forward one after another, and the battlefield was directly divided.

Ye Qing stood behind and didn't make a move, so he knew that Bohao at this time needed to vent a little, otherwise he would go crazy.

However, he also frowned, because the strength of several murderers gave him a bad premonition.

"The ferryman?"

In a trance, Ye Qing seemed to understand why the Battle Tiger Clan was known.

The War Tiger Clan has always lived in the deepest part of the Tanggu Secret Realm, and although there are some rumors outside, no one is sure.

But this time, someone found the Battle Tiger Clan earlier than Ye Qingdu, indicating that they came prepared!

Excluding the time to find their companions, they should have not delayed along the way, and went straight to the Battle Tiger Clan.

Why did they know about the War Tiger Clan?

Unless it's from the Upper Realm.

There are many great emperors and powerhouses in the upper realm, and they have lived for countless years, and the ancient ones are terrifying.

Naturally, they also know many secrets of the Nether.

The news of the War Tiger Clan may have been brought down by the ferryman of the Upper Realm, after all, the heavenly treasures collected by the War Tiger Clan also helped them restore their realm.

"No wonder, it's a good thing done by the ferryman." Ye Qing said in a cold tone, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

He's been targeting the ferryman, and it seems that he's right.

Even his previous methods were still too gentle!

The battle continued, and the most striking thing was, of course, the battle between Bohao and the ferryman.

The strength of both of them was very strong, and in the collision of spears and spears, billowing smoke and dust rose up, and the huge force turned the place where they were into a huge crater.

The fierceness of the battle made the heavens and the earth change color, and the wind and clouds were turbulent.

Bo Hao roared angrily, like a mad demon beast, his eyes turned scarlet, and the stone spear in his hand flashed with a strange blood-colored light, releasing bursts of terrifying whistling sounds.

The spear struck, with a thunderous force, wrapped in a violent hurricane, and a deep ravine was plowed into the pit.

The ferryman didn't dare to be careless, he recognized Bohao as the person who had chased them before, but he didn't want to be dead.

"But the natives dare to commit murder in front of me?!"

He held the silver spear in both hands, raised it high, and then smashed it down fiercely, and the rumbling sound was like a thunderbolt exploding!

The invisible aura generated a powerful pressure and fell on Bohao's body like a mountain.

But Bohao seems to be tireless, he doesn't know the pain, even if he leaves wounds on his body, he doesn't take half a step back.

"Die!"

With a click, the silver gun fell, and Bo Hao tilted his head to dodge, but his shoulder was hit hard.

The power contained in the silver spear directly smashed Bohao's shoulder, and the sound of bone cracking was tooth-aching.

But he took this opportunity to stab the stone spear in his hand into the ferryman's chest.

"The hatred of the War Tiger Clan, you can repay it with death!"

Bohao roared forward, and the stone spear pierced through the ferryman's body.

Then Bohao opened his mouth and bit it like a beast, biting the ferryman's throat in one bite.

Blood spurted wildly, Bohao's head was stained red with blood, and he knelt on the ground, looking up to the sky and roaring.

"Revenge, revenge!"

The morale of the other warriors of the Tiger Clan has greatly increased, and they have also learned to be as fierce as Bo Hao.

The rest of the ferrymen had never seen such a crazy person at all, and fear and shock rose in their hearts, but the result was inevitable.

Soon, the battle was over.

The monks of the War Tiger Clan were all wounded, but in exchange for the five ferrymen, they did not even have their entire corpses left.

Such a ferocious battle made many onlookers drop their jaws in shock.

They looked at the warriors of the Tiger Clan who were like beasts, and their eyes were full of fear.

They all silently decided in each other's hearts that they would never provoke this group of people in the future!

After killing the five murderers, Bohao felt that the pressure in his heart had weakened a lot.

But he did not relax, because these five people were not all murderers, and twenty or thirty people did not come.

The Tiger Clan gathered the corpses of their enemies together, and then set them on fire.

With the help of the flames, they threw some elixir fairy grass and the like into the fire.

The flames soon turned green, releasing a green mist that fell on the crowd and began to heal them.

When the wounds were healed, all the warriors stood up and looked up at the sky.

"Victory belongs to the War Tiger!"

The monks who were watching were amazed, they had never seen such a strange way of healing, which made them even more sure that these people were people living in the depths of the secret realm.

Bo Hao returned to Ye Qing's face, and he had five more storage bags in his hand, all of which were thrown to Ye Qing.