I'm so cheap, you don't want to hit me, do you?

He once singled out a dozen or so eighth-rank members of the clan, and they all said they were no match for him.

It's just that in the next moment, the scene of Wang Xuan vomiting blood and flying out in his imagination didn't happen, instead, his long knife seemed to be frozen in the air.

Seeing Wang Xuan clamping his blade between two fingers, he said apologetically, "Big Brother, you are so powerful, I am so shocked that my fingers are numb."

The young man was shocked.

"The knife I slashed with all my strength failed to split the opponent's fingers. How is this possible? Could it be that his fingers are made of bronze?"

"Crack!"

The next moment, under the young man's horrified eyes, his sharp scimitar suddenly split from the middle.

Then snapped in two.

The young man was suddenly dumbfounded, standing there a little at a loss.

Wang Xuan scratched his head.

"It seems that the quality of your knife is not very good, forget it, I don't care about it with children, you can piss to the side and play with the mud."

Wang Xuan looked at the other party's stupid look.

"I never bully a fool."

The young man became angry immediately.

"What do you mean? Look down on me, don't you?"

"Anger +699."

"I still have the most powerful move, to let you know how powerful the number one master of the Yunhua tribe is."

The young man jumped up from the horse with a vertical leap, his palm exuded a fierce aura, and he slashed at Wang Xuan's head.

"Shattering Cloud Palm!"

This palm was so powerful that even many people in the wolf tribe showed anticipation in their eyes.

"Could it be that the young patriarch is a hidden master who was just hiding before."

"Boom."

When the opponent fell, Wang Xuan kicked out suddenly.

The young man turned somersaults in the air, fell headlong to the ground, his head sank into the soil, and his legs kept swinging.

"Why are you doing such fancy things?"

Wang Xuan shook his head.

"Anger +999."

Chapter 433 Seven of the Eight King Kongs Died

The number one master of the Yunhua tribe fell headfirst into the soil like a green onion.

The two feet kept shaking, but they couldn't pull themselves out no matter what.

Many members of the wolf tribe around felt a little ashamed seeing their young patriarch look like this.

Fortunately, they thought their young master was a hidden master before, but he turned out to be a rookie.

Also, how can one have too high expectations for this guy.

Several people rushed forward and pulled out the young patriarch.

After the opponent was pulled out, he sat there paralyzed and gasped for breath.

If the subordinates hadn't pulled him out in time, he might have died from lack of oxygen at this moment.

He stared at Wang Xuan with resentment and fear in his eyes, he is a face-saving person, today Wang Xuan made him completely humiliated.

"Anger +599."

Although he hated Wang Xuan very much, he finally realized how much he was worth, so he didn't dare to provoke Wang Xuan again.

But just because he doesn't provoke Wang Xuan doesn't mean that Wang Xuan will let him go.

This guy is a young patriarch, bullying their young patriarch must make them angry.

Thinking in this way, Wang Xuan directly rushed up to lift up the opponent's leg, and smashed it on the ground.

The poor young patriarch vomited after being dumped, with tears in his eyes.

It just made Wang Xuan a little regretful that no matter how hard he threw it, all he got was the anger value of the young patriarch.

Those wolf people around were not angry at all.

This forced Wang Xuan to reposition the young patriarch.

How unpopular this must be.

The people around couldn't afford to get angry.

"You're not strong enough, let alone a human being, and it's useless."

Wang Xuan was already ready to abolish him and let him fend for himself.

And at this moment, a burly figure appeared.

The patriarch's scimitar came out.

When he saw his son who was thrown like a hot wheel by Wang Xuan, his eyes turned red instantly.

"Let go of my Yu'er."

The patriarch shouted angrily.

"Anger +299."

Wang Xuan was surprised.

"Your son is definitely not your own?"

Thinking of this, Wang Xuan's hands stopped immediately.

Just when the young patriarch thought he was about to be rescued.

The old patriarch also thought that his roar had worked.

Wang Xuan slapped the young patriarch's back with his palm.

"puff!"

Immediately, the blood from the young patriarch's mouth spurted out like a fountain.

"Anger +999."

"It's just like my own."

Wang Xuan was satisfied now.

It still seems to be effective in vomiting blood.

"Who are you, let go of my son."

The old patriarch stared fixedly at Wang Xuan, his face full of surprise.

The news he got was that the Qin people sneaked into the hinterland of the wolf clan, a top expert, but now there are more than 20 of them.

Could it be that the case of destroying that tribe was the result of the joint efforts of more than 20 people? This makes sense.

How can one person destroy a tribe.

The patriarch let out a long sigh of relief.

It's not scary if there are too many people. If one person can kill thousands of people, then how terrifying is his strength.

And there are too many people, at least it shows that his strength is not terrifying enough to be invincible.

"Who are you? You ran wild in the hinterland of the wolf clan, and you know how terrifying my Yunhua tribe is."

Eight people walked out behind the patriarch.

The only thing the eight people have in common is that they are all very strong.

It was one of them who spoke.

Clearly seeing Emperor Xuan's battle strength, he still had a domineering attitude, as if he had a brain problem.

"I don't change my name when I go down, and I don't change my surname when I'm sitting down. I change my surname to Sima, and I have a single name..."

Suddenly Wang Xuan thought that if Sima Gui's name was used, it would spread that it was Sima Gui's work.

Those who have never seen the face of Emperor Xuan can't hate the face of Emperor Xuan at all, which is not conducive to flushing their anger.

So he hurriedly changed his words: "My surname is Wang and my name is Xuan."

The patriarch on the opposite side hurts a bit.

Is your surname Sima or Wang?

After Wang Xuan finished speaking, the eight strong men also took a step forward at the same time, and shouted in a disjointed voice: "We are the Eight Great Vajras of the Yunhua Tribe."

A breath of middle school came over.

The patriarch was obviously much more normal than them, and asked in a deep voice: "Boy, this is the hinterland of the wolf tribe. What exactly do you want to do when you come to my Yunhua tribe?"

"This one……"

Wang Xuan scratched his head.

What do you want to do?

"Actually, it's nothing. I just passed by your tribe. I found that your tribe's environmental protection is not up to standard. So I plan to destroy you and return this place to a pure land."

Wang Xuan felt that his reason was sufficient.

Environmental protection is not up to standard, let you close the door without discussion.

Although he couldn't understand what Wang Xuan was talking about, the patriarch was still very angry.

"Destroy yourself, what a crazy tone."

"Anger +999."