Many small and medium-sized forces were all stunned by Mu Xiao's voice, brother, at this time, what are you still provoking Zhong Yan's female Yama king? Don't you see that this female Yama has gone completely crazy, like a dog. However, as these small and medium-sized forces martial artists turned their gaze away from the leaders of the Ten Mountains Tribe and turned to Mu Xiao and Zhong Yan, their eyes also turned red in an instant.

"Senior Zhong, is the Tianhui tribe going to slaughter our small and medium-sized tribes?"

"Hehe, Senior Zhong, you are ruthless enough. In that case, let's just leave us all behind!"

......

Many small and medium-sized forces of martial artists surrounded the leaders of the Ten Mountains tribe while unceremoniously speaking coldly. Maji, this King Zhong Yama is really a crazy dog.

In the face of the excitement of the small and medium-sized forces, Zhong Yan's complexion still did not change, but the chill in her eyes became more vigorous, and she glanced at everyone coldly, like an executioner looking at a dying person.

Forced by Zhong Yan's momentum, many small and medium-sized martial artists all felt that they couldn't breathe, but they still looked back without fear. This time, Zhong Yan did too much, the leader of the Ten Mountains tribe had obviously been defeated, and she even wanted to kill them all. Why, is it really going to roll your head and turn over the foreign affairs hall today?

Seeing many small and medium-sized forces martial artists like this, Zhong Yan was angry in his heart, this group of ant-like things dared to treat themselves like this, they couldn't bear it!

Alas, if you can't bear it, you have to endure it. Zhong Yan took several deep breaths in a row before calming down the killing intent in his heart. If you really do this, you just wait for the Terran War Alliance to come to check the water meter......

There was about half a pillar of incense, and Zhong Yan even the Sen Han in his eyes converged away. When she completely retracted her momentum, many small and medium-sized forces who were soaked in clothes breathed a sigh of relief, this mad dog was still a little afraid after all.

"Bang!" and at the same moment, a dull thud was heard. Everyone's eyes condensed slightly, and they saw Mu Xiao, who stood up at the front to accuse Zhong Yan of being killed, was hit by a huge palm, and then flew backwards like a broken doll.

"Xiao!"

"Lao Xiao!"

......

Several roars sounded at the same time, and at the moment when Mu Xiao was in the palm, Mu Kui, Mu Wei, and Mu Meng rushed towards him at the same time, wanting to help him resist this giant palm that exuded majestic coercion. But this giant palm was too strong, and when they touched Mu Xiao's body, the undiminished giant palm flew them upside down.

"Boom, boom, boom!" Several violent roars resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the smoke was filled with smoke and blood sprayed. Mu Xiao and the four of them smashed the hard ground of the Foreign Affairs Hall into several large pits about several feet deep.

"Wood Chief!"

"Mu Xiao!"

......

Before the smoke cleared, many small and medium-sized warriors hurried to several large pits. Everyone dispersed the smoke and couldn't help but tear their eyes, and at this time, the faces of Mu Kui and the four of them were as pale as paper, and the smell of blood soaked their clothes. And Mu Xiao, who was slapped in the front, was even more miserable, his chest was violently concave, like a collapsed pit.

Song Wei, Song Han and some other warriors who knew or were familiar with several people from the Deadwood Tribe quickly jumped into the pit and helped the four of them up. When they investigated the situation of Mu Kui and the others up close, their eyes, which were already wide open, were even more scarlet at this time. King Zhong Yan, what a ruthless heart!

If Mu Kui and these associates didn't have a panacea, they would have to stay in bed for half a year, to say the least. And Mu Xiao, even this life is wasted!

"King Zhong Yan, what does this mean?!"

"Stinky, are you going to tear your face with all the small and medium-sized forces?"

"Don't you like to kill people? Come and kill Lao Tzu! If Lao Tzu frowns, you will raise it!"

......

Zhong Yan's second attack completely angered many small and medium-sized forces, and they didn't even want to maintain their superficial politeness now, opening their mouths Zhong Yan King and shutting up stinky girls.

"You ......"

"What are you, I have seen the majesty of the Tianhui tribe today. What kind of Terran guardian within a radius of 100,000 miles, I'm bah!"

"That's it, I'm really a bitch and I want to set up a torii, what a thing!"

......

Now many small and medium-sized forces martial artists don't give Zhong Yan a chance to open their mouths at all, as soon as she speaks, there is a wave of anger like a storm. Say you're paralyzed, shut up, ugly!

Zhong Yan was in a hurry, and the killing machine on his body rose again, and the overwhelming chill made ice crystals fall from the sky, "Don't force me!"

"Hey, I've never seen anyone so brazen. ”

"No, you have. It's not far away, it's close at hand. ”

"Is the Tianhui tribe's Zhen clan stunt a rake?"

......

Many small and medium-sized forces are out of the way today, since things can't be done well, then don't be cowardly, but do it vigorously. It's like you're killing us all today!

Zhong Yan held the jade sword in his hand, killing the clouds. And many small and medium-sized forces also took out all kinds of blades, eyeing each other, and there was a tendency to give away people if they didn't agree.

However, whether it is Zhong Yan or many small and medium-sized forces, the martial artists still retain the last of their senses, and no one takes the lead in making a move, and the entire Foreign Affairs Hall can be heard. Until this atmosphere was broken by a clear voice......

"Yo, it's so lively here!"

Everyone looked back to see who it was. At this time, at the gate of the Foreign Affairs Hall, a group of five people came slowly, each of these five people was extraordinary, and their gestures had their own rhythm, as if heaven and earth were singing with them. The leader of the five was a coarse cloth boy with a thin face, and a pair of eyes seemed to contain the entire starry sky.

Genius demon! Everyone sighed. So who are these people?

"Mu Sen?" Song Han sighed lightly, his tone mixed with disbelief. When he went to the Deadwood Tribe to smash the field, he had seen Mu Sen show his might and brilliance, so he knew that this son would become a great weapon sooner or later. But isn't it a little too early? The ancestors and the ancestors are above, if I'm not mistaken, this little bastard has already built a foundation, right?

Who is Mu Sen? The surname is Mu, and Song Han knows each other, could it be from the Deadwood Tribe? Everyone is wondering, even Zhong Yan is no exception. Compared with the small and medium-sized forces, she knows better the demons of the few people in front of her. They are all only teenage roots, but they are all foundations. It is never an exaggeration to say that Tianjiao is arrogant.

Just when everyone was puzzled, Mu Sen was also attracted by this sudden light voice, and he turned his gaze lightly and swept towards Song Han. The next moment......

"Abba Uncle!" Like a cuckoo crying blood, or like a white ape wailing, Mu Sen suddenly screamed sadly, his voice full of sorrow and madness. The spiritual power in his body was like opening a floodgate and releasing water, swarming out with a breath, and the void around him was vibrating, rolling up boundless ripples.