When the people of the Wu tribe heard this, their foreheads were bruised, and their hearts were full of anger, but they did not dare to act rashly.

Because they are no match for the Genji tribe.

Weakness means compromise and forbearance.

But they're not stupid.

A desolate beast in the foundation building stage would need at least three True Power Realms to be able to re-inflict it on like that.

The Genji tribe has only one True Power Realm.

How could they possibly crush that beast like that?

Looking at the ugly expression of the Wu tribe like eating bitter melon, the people of the Genji tribe seemed to be very proud.

Yuan Qiao said.

"So you picked up our leak with this beast, and now you should give us this beast and apologize to us!"

Damn, what's the difference between this and Ming robbery?

Others can endure it, but the bloody martial arts can't bear it.

He raised his head, looked at Yuan Qiao, and asked very angrily.

"You said that this desolate beast was heavily damaged by your Genji tribe, what evidence is there, only the powerhouses of the True Power Realm can severely damage the desolate beasts of the foundation building period, and to beat the desolate beasts like that, unless there are three powerhouses of the True Power Realm, as far as I know, your Genji tribe, but there is only one Zhenli Realm powerhouse, which is your patriarch Yuanyi!"

Yuan Qiao looked at Wu Xing and narrowed his eyes.

"Oh, do you think our Genji tribe is opening up a river?"

"Boy, our Genji tribe has only one True Power Realm powerhouse, but our patriarch also has friends, can't he invite two True Power Realm friends to besiege and kill this foundation building desolate beast?"

"Okay, I talk so much nonsense with you, I just think that your Wusantong patriarch is pitiful."

"I still remember when your patriarch knelt in front of our patriarch and begged our Genji tribe to let you settle near our tribe so that you would not wander like a lost dog."

"Now you don't prioritize a bit."

"If you don't get out of the way, I will let you understand that your Wu tribe is just a group of poor dogs from our Genji tribe."

Humiliation!

The ultimate humiliation!

But what can I do?

The Takeshi tribe is just inferior to the Genji tribe.

Weakness is original sin everywhere.

What's more, in this Beiming, where the weak eat the strong, the strong are respected!

Every member of the Wu clan clenched their fists and gritted their teeth, but they couldn't do anything, and they couldn't do anything.

They can only swallow this evil breath and wait until the next day when they have the ability to return it.

Wu Xing took a few deep breaths and his eyes turned red.

He looked at Yuan Qiao and said categorically.

"Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, don't bully young people to be poor!"

Yuan Qiao was stunned, then smiled.

"What do you say? Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don't bully young people to be poor? ”

"Are you stupid listening to the story?"

"What bullshit thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi."

"A waste like you, give you a lifetime, give you a great opportunity, you can't turn over, you will never be as good as a wild dog raised by our Genji tribe!"

"Give me a good lesson to teach this waste, let him know what it means to be respectful and orderly, and let him know who is the sky in the area around Fangyuan!"

With a wave of his hand, the members of the Genji tribe immediately attacked Takeshi.

Suddenly, the captain of the hunting squad and the other members of the Wu clan panicked.

They are not Yuan Qiao's opponents at all, how can they protect Wu Xing.

But he can't protect Wuxing, and with Yuan Qiao's ruthlessness, Wuxing is probably going to be abolished here.

Just when they were worried about this, anxious like ants on a hot pot.

The people of the Genji tribe have already stood with Takeyuki.

Wuxing's two fists are hard to defeat with four hands, and with only five breaths of effort, he instantly fell into a disadvantage and a desperate situation.

And there are still two backbone realms on the side of Yuan Qiao!

After the sixth breath, Wu Xing collapsed in a pool of blood and could no longer stand up.

A heart-rending pain instantly swept through his mind, but he didn't snort, just stared at Genqiao and those people from the Genji tribe, and he wrote down all this today.

He must become stronger, work harder, and rely on himself to get it back a thousand times in the future.

But Wu Xing is the child of the hero of the Wu tribe, how can the members of the Wu tribe bear to watch him being deposed by the Genji tribe?

While Takeyuki was lying on the ground and couldn't move, the members of the Genji tribe continued to destroy Takeyuki's body.

At this moment, the captain of the hunting team of the Wu tribe suddenly knelt down towards Yuan Qiao.

"Lord Yuan Qiao, it's not right with our Wu clan, Wu Xing is young and ignorant, you have a lot, don't worry about him, please."

Yuan Qiao grinned and showed a mouthful of snow-white teeth.

"Well, we don't bother to deal with such a waste, so as not to lower our status, but he is too ignorant of elevation."

"I heard that he is the child of the hero of your Wu clan?"

"Tut, your Wu tribe is too rubbish, and the two wastes that sacrificed in the hands of the foundation building beast in order to protect the tribe are also worthy of being called heroes?"

"Only those like our Genji tribe and patriarchs can be called heroes!"

"I heard that the most beautiful little girl in your Wu tribe is a woman named Wu Lin."

"Your Wu clan is not worthy of her, after a while, I will propose to your Wu clan leader and marry her to play, such a woman must be very moist."

Wu Lin is the treasure of the samurai tribe.

Yuan Qiao's words were a great shame for the people of the Wu tribe.

But they can only bury their heads low, dare not say anything, dare not do anything.

The knife-like wind and snow tore their dignity to pieces.

And these wind and snow knives are deeply rooted in Wu Xing's heart.

His heart was dripping blood, and that blood eventually condensed into the flames of hatred and anger.

……

……

"Zhenjun, those dog thieves in the five countries are really hateful, and the five countries are afraid that they will be ruined by such a big movement at the beginning."

Chu Dixing didn't know why, but suddenly he felt homesick in his heart, and when he saw Chen Xuanyue say such a sentence, he felt a little crying.

"Hatred and anger are the most useless emotions, the strength is not enough, it's just incompetent rage, if you really feel uneasy, just work hard to practice, you have already married Dan, Shou Yuan will increase again, work hard for Yuan Ying."

Chen Xuanyue patted Chu Dixing's shoulder and said.

When he said this, it can be said that he was deeply touched.

In the days when he was deprived of his spiritual roots, he knew what it meant to not have enough strength, no matter how angry he was, it was useless to bury great hatred in his heart.

Lin Xingying, Huang Futong, and Xin Xueling have already gone to practice hard, and looking at their progress, they will be able to build a foundation in a few days.

However, gradually, the third-order Soul Formation will no longer be able to afford the aura that everyone lacks in cultivation.

The only feasible way is to transform the aura into demonic energy.

Gu Lie taught Chen Xuanyue this method.

It's not hard for him, and he can do it for everyone.

But where to go from here is a question worth pondering.