Chapter 1165 Blocking

"We, we are from the Silver Horn Rhino Tribe and the Moire Tiger Tribe..." Santu said nervously with a dry voice.

The city guard was taken aback when he heard the words, and turned to look at the other soldier with a questioning expression.

"I've never heard of it. The Sixteen Great Desolate Clans and the Top 100 Tribes... don't seem to have these two tribes." The latter thought for a moment, shook his head, and said.

"We are two small tribes under the jurisdiction of the Dilong tribe. You probably haven't heard of it." Yunbao had already got out of the beast cart and followed Sangtu, and said after swallowing.

Hearing this, the faces of the two city guards sank, and a look of impatience flashed in their eyes.

"Don't you guys know what's going on in Zhenhuang City and Bahuang Mountain recently? What's the matter here? You can't come here in the near future, so hurry up and go back and forth." One of them said patiently.

"Your Excellency, we know that the Blood Sacrifice Conference will be held in Bahuang Mountain, and we are here to participate in the grand event." Sangtu said hurriedly.

Every word he said immediately caused a burst of laughter from all around.

Another convoy adjacent to it has also arrived at another adjacent door opening.

There are seventy or eighty of them, all of them have sharp horns on their heads, their faces are like apes, and they are all covered in red copper armor. They are very tall, twice as tall as Santu, and their bare palms are as red as blood. When he looked at this side, his face was also full of jokes.

Santu just glanced at them, and then quickly looked away, because this team is one of the sixteen wild tribes, the Qingyuan tribe, and one of the most bloodthirsty and aggressive tribes among all the wild tribes.

Zhu Yan, one of the eight barbaric kings, had left four heirs, and gradually evolved into four different tribes. Among them, the one that inherited the most blood from him and was the most powerful was the Qingyuan tribe in front of him.

Compared with the discrimination against the silver horned rhinoceros and moire tiger tribes, for the Qingyuan tribe, the soldiers guarding the city were much more polite, and they were released without any verification at all.

"What are you looking at, leave quickly..." At this time, the guards at the gate here also urged Santu and the others.

"Forgive me, your honor, we have brought the descendants of one of the eight true spirit kings, who are qualified to enter Zhenhuang City." Sangtu had no choice but to say hastily.

Hearing this, the two defenders were obviously taken aback.

"What kind of thing is also worthy of the blood of the True Spirit King?" At this moment, a thunderous roar suddenly sounded from the side.

When Santu heard this, his heart trembled and he looked over there.

But he saw a member of the Qingyuan tribe with a scar on his face, striding towards this side, his face full of anger.

"We..." Sangtu hurriedly lowered his head and argued.

However, as soon as he opened his mouth, he felt a tightness in his chest, and he flew upside down, slammed heavily on the thick city wall, and then slowly slid down while spitting blood.

Seeing this, Yun Leopard just wanted to go over to help him up, but was slapped directly on the ground by a palm wind.

The Qing ape clansman stepped on it, and said with contempt on his face: "Just such a low-ranking small clan who can't wait for the top class is also worthy of inheriting the blood of the True Spirit King. Isn't this a slap in the face of our Sixteen Great Desolate Clans?"

Yunbao only felt that the bile was about to be stepped out, sobbing in his mouth, but he couldn't say a word.

The strength of the Qing ape tribe is comparable to that of the monks in the early stage of Taiyi, and they are not at the same level at all, and they cannot compete at all.

"Damn it, you stained my feet..." the Qingyuan clansman spat, and raised his foot with disgust on his face, as if he was about to trample the clouded leopard to death.

There were hundreds of onlookers around, but no one spoke to stop them. On the contrary, they were a little happy to see this bloody scene.

Santu struggled, trying to charge forward, but was held back by two soldiers.

"I told you not to leave just now, don't go to die now..." one of them whispered in his ear.

Santu didn't care about it, his eyes lit up with blood, his body size soared several times, he raised his hand to hold it in the void, and a huge black stone ax emerged and he held it in his hand.

However, before he could make a move, the figures of the two city guards swelled instantly, crossed the halberds in their hands, jammed Santu's neck, and said angrily: "If you want to die, die, don't drag us down .”

At this time, Qing Yuan's feet had already fallen heavily, moving from the clouded leopard's chest to the head, making it clear that he was going to die.

Seeing that the clouded leopard was about to die, all the followers of the two tribes were brave enough to rush forward to save their leader.

However, at this moment, a faint voice suddenly came from the beast cart:

"Do you dare to step on it and try..."

The voice was not loud, but it was transmitted into the ears of everyone present with incomparable clarity, which made everyone startled and followed the reputation.

"Who is hiding in the car and pretending to be a ghost, I stepped on it, what's the matter?"

The movement of the Qing ape clansman froze slightly, and then a sneering smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he stomped down heavily.

Just listen to "Zi La La" thunder and lightning roar!

A cyan figure wrapped in silver electricity shot out from the carriage, and instantly came to the people of the Qing Ape Clan.

Before he could see clearly what happened, a ball of thunder suddenly exploded.

Feeling numb, the body of the Qing ape clansman flew backwards at a high speed, and hit the black city wall directly, causing the entire city wall to shake violently.

Everyone around was shocked by this sudden scene, and they all focused their eyes on the blue figure.

Of course it was Han Li, who had no choice but to show up to save Yunbao's life.

I saw him leaning down slowly, helped Yunbao up, took out a blue pill and handed it to the latter, frowning and looked at the two soldiers who were still supporting Santu.

When they saw Han Li's posture, they knew it was not easy to mess with, so they quickly let go.

Santu also staggered and ran back.

Han Li also took out an ammunition, fed it to Sangtu, and turned his gaze to the Qingyuan clansman.

The latter was born with a strong physique, and the thick city wall, which was blessed by formations, was hit with cracks. He was not injured at all. After falling from the wall, he patted the dust off his body and stood firmly.

However, Han Li didn't want to make matters worse, and he didn't have the real blood power to keep it running. Instead, he almost sealed off the fluctuation of the fairy power in his body. He also looked indifferent and stared at the other party.

"The Lei Peng clan... Those two are your subordinates?" Seeing this, the member of the Qing Yuan clan didn't rush to do anything anymore, obviously he was a little afraid of the Lei Peng clan, so he asked.

Like the Qing Yuan Clan, the Lei Peng Clan is also a descendant of Youtian Kunpeng, one of the Eight True Spirits of the Wilderness, and is also one of the 16 Great Desolate Clans. Although the overall strength is slightly inferior to their Qing Yuan Clan, there is a A powerful and very protective patriarch.

Historically, as long as a junior in Lei Peng's clan who he valued was bullied, the patriarch would personally come forward and call the door to seek justice.

"We're just entering a city, so there's no need to go to this level?" Han Li asked calmly without answering.

"I also know a lot of the Lei Peng clan, do you dare to tell me, what's your name?" Qing Yuan clansman frowned and said.

"Can we enter the city now?" Han Li ignored him and asked the two soldiers instead.

"Yes, of course, please..." One of the soldiers nodded hurriedly and said hurriedly.

Han Li waved his hand immediately, and the people of the two tribes quickly helped Sangtu and Yunbao onto the beast cart, planning to enter the city.

"In Lei Peng's clan, I have never heard of a person like you. Could it be... a bastard scattered from which tribe? You are not qualified to participate in the grand event. Go back." Seeing Han Li Don't take himself seriously, the Qingyuan clansman finally flew into a rage and reprimanded loudly.

For all the tribes in the wild, the matter of blood is extremely important, and being pointed at by someone and called a "bastard" is already a thing worth sacrificing your life for.

Han Li wasn't a barbaric race, so he didn't feel too much trouble when he said that. He just wanted to enter the town of the wilderness smoothly, and then go to the Bahuang mountain to rescue Xiaobai. He still didn't get angry. Just turned around and walked towards the frame.

But his move, in the eyes of others, was a real admission of cowardice, so there was booing all around, and many people followed suit, telling them to go back.

Seeing this, the member of the Qing Yuan Clan was even more proud. He was sure that Han Li was just a partial bloodline from Lei Peng's clan, so he stepped forward and grabbed Han Li's back, shouting:

"You bastard! If you want to enter this door, you have to pass through me first."

When he stepped forward, the ground paved with black stones suddenly cracked, and a giant hand reached out quickly, reaching the position of Han Li's back in an instant, and the gesture was about to crush his chest.

Han Li frowned slightly, and sighed in his heart, it seemed that he couldn't hide it.

With a thought in his mind, his body turned around suddenly, his five fingers were slightly bent into eagle claws, and he turned around and grabbed the fist of the Qingyuan clansman.

The power of the blood and the power of the stars erupted on his body at the same time, one after another silver lightning surged wildly, and the silver wire outside his arm condensed into a huge Lei Peng claw, which collided with the fist of the Qingyuan clansman.

"Boom"

With a loud bang, an incomparably strong wind burst out from between the two of them, sweeping in all directions.

Layers of silver lightning exploded from the center, bursting out balls of fist-sized lightning that flew outward continuously, forcing all the nearby onlookers to retreat steadily.

Some of the beasts pulling the vehicles were frightened and roared and became restless, and the surroundings fell into chaos.

The people of the Qingyuan clan were horrified. Lei Peng's clan is often good at speed. Although their strength is not weak, they are still much inferior to their Qingyuan clan. Falling down the wind, is it a bit weird?