The Crazy Horse Clan and the Bison Clan are both new middle races, and their background is too thin, because their patriarch is seriously injured and cannot fight, and the younger clansmen are all wine bags and rice bags, and they are not the opponents of the Wild Horse Clan at all.

"Old man, I can't imagine that your grandson is so powerful, defeating the three powerhouses of the Crazy Horse Clan and the Bison Clan in a row, and reaching the finals in one fell swoop, it's really amazing!"

The patriarch of the Zimo clan, who has a close relationship with the Qiang Clan, said with a smile: "It seems that that kid from the Gang Buting has your true inheritance!"

"Lao Mo, you have won the award, if it weren't for Ma Damao and Niu Mimi's accident and couldn't play, my strong masturbation clan wouldn't have reached the finals so lightly, but Buting's child's table is really good haha!"

With a smug smile on his face, he could see that he was in a good mood now.

"But the next opponent is the mad lion clan, it is said that the lion roaring sky has broken through to the realm of the mythical six heavens and has become a god king powerhouse, you have to be careful, if it doesn't work, give up, don't hurt the roots, then it's not cost-effective!"

Mo Ge said earnestly, it seems that he is not optimistic about the Qiang Clan, after all, the opponent is the Crazy Lion Clan, which is superior in strength, although the appearance of the Qiang Clan has greatly surprised everyone, but after all, the Qiang Clan is engaged in research, and it is considered an intellectual, and the famous battle race of the Wild Lion Clan is obviously going to fall into disadvantage.

"Haha, Lao Mo, don't worry, I'll get the last place in the Tianchi Holy Land Hundred Clans Conference!"

Turning the sky without worry, he confidently patted his old friend on the shoulder and affirmed him.

Seeing that he looked full of confidence in the sky, Moge felt strange in his heart. It is said that the new god king of the Heavenly Wind Country, the wave of the clouds and the sky are brothers, is it possible that the waves are back?

Soon, the Wild Lion Clan and the Qiang Clan stood on the high platform and began to compete head-to-head for the group championship.

In a burst of earth-shattering cheers, the patriarch of the Mad Lion Clan, Shi Xiaotian, looked arrogant. Slowly pacing to the arena, his eyes full of contempt glanced at several masters of the Qiang Clan, and his tone was full of disdain: "Just because a few of you also want to compete with my Crazy Lion Clan?

"My grandfather is the head of the clan, and his status is noble, how can he personally come down to participate in this kind of unskilled battle, this battle will be fought by me instead of my grandfather, and I will definitely defeat your mad lion clan and seize the last place in the Tianchi Holy Land Hundred Clans Conference!"

Although he knew that he was not Shi Xiaotian's opponent. But when the two clans are fighting, they can't weaken their morale, so they hold up their bodies and compete with the lion roaring sky.

"Hehe, what a sharp-toothed boy, since the old man who turned the sky upside down didn't dare to come out, Lao Tzu will beat him until he comes out!"

Shi Xiaotian's face was very gloomy, the old guy who fought against the two clans actually sent his grandson out to fight him, which obviously looked down on him, which made the domineering Shi Xiaotian how to endure it. You must know that not long ago, he survived the Divine Punishment Thunder Tribulation and broke through to the realm of the God King. But the combat effectiveness cannot be compared with him at all.

Now it's the annual selection competition of the Heavenly Wind Country, and he doesn't end up in the sky, which is simply a contempt for the Crazy Lion Clan, and a contempt for his Lion Roaring Sky.

Shi Xiaotian had already made up his mind in his heart that he must beat the Qiangyu clansmen on the stage to the ground with lightning speed, and then humiliate them fiercely. Let's see if that old guy can still be a shrunken turtle with peace of mind.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is the final battle of the third group of our Tianfeng Country's annual selection competition, where the masters of the Qiang Clan and the Wild Lion Clan will compete head-on, and the winner will get the last ticket to the Tianchi Holy Land Hundred Clans Conference. Please give the warmest applause to the warriors of the Qiangwu Clan and the Wild Lion Clan on the stage!"

The host's impassioned shouts spread throughout Kyoto, and countless onlookers clapped their hands and cheered for their supporters.

"Now I announce that the final round of the selection contest has officially begun!"

With a loud shout from the host, the masters of the Wild Lion Clan and the Qiang Clan rushed to each other one after another and began a fierce battle.

The two leaders, Shi Xiaotian and Yang Buting, were not in the same hurry to fight as the other clansmen, but stood in place with great tacit understanding, looking at each other.

Shi Xiaotian's face was very relaxed and comfortable, and he couldn't see the slightest nervousness, he half-squinted his eyes, and looked at the Gang Buting as if he was looking at an ant, and he didn't put the first successor of the Qiang Buting clan in his eyes at all.

And contrary to Shi Xiaotian's ease, at this moment, Pu Buting's face was covered with sweat, he was firmly locked by Shi Xiaotian's huge momentum, and his whole body couldn't move at all, not that he didn't want to attack, but now that the entire spatial aura was controlled by Shi Xiaotian, he had lost the ability to resist.

Because the Bunting was firmly suppressed in place and unable to move, soon the masters of the Qiang Clan were defeated and retreated by the masters of the Wild Lion Clan, and it would not be long before the entire army was wiped out.

"Lord Linghu, the situation is not good, it seems that the lion roar has really broken through to the realm of the god king, and the step court can't hold it anymore, I'm afraid I have to trouble you to take action in person!"

Seeing the appearance of cold sweat on his face that he couldn't move, he immediately understood that the Yang Buting on the field had been suppressed by Shi Xiaotian, and he immediately went to Linghu Chong for help.

If the lion roar has really broken through to the realm of the god king, then turning the sky is also a delivery, except for adding a little bit of the lion roaring sky's record will not help the battle situation, so the only way to ask Ling Hu Chong to personally turn the tide.

"Don't worry, patriarch, it's going to be fine with me!"

Ling Hu Chong comforted.

The arrogant-looking Lion Xiaotian on the stage had indeed successfully broken through to the realm of the Mythical Six Heavens, which Ling Hu Chong could see at a glance, and he, the junior God King, was a little weird, and he could unleash the momentum and coercion of the later stage of the God King, which was a very strange thing.

The True Yuan Internal Qi in Shi Xiaotian's body was obviously only in a primary state, but in the end, the coercion of the God King released by the Purple Pavilion had almost reached the peak of the God King, which was a very unreasonable situation, so Ling Hu Chong wanted to observe for a while to see if he could find out the reason. (To be continued......)