Zhou Yue could feel that there were more than ten God Refining Realm cultivators present, and there were at least ten or more people hidden in that rough and strange hall, and the different God Refining Realm auras were intertwined to give people a heavy mountain-like pressure. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Hmph. ”

Huo Zhong snorted lightly seemingly casually, and some of the monks in front of the main hall suddenly changed their faces and retreated a few steps back, it seems that these should be the monks who took the opportunity to investigate Zhou Yue and his party before and were injured by Huo Chong.

Zhou Yue is not worried that Huo Chong's counterattack will lead to the failure of the negotiations, the alliance is not just a blind show of goodwill, sometimes it is necessary to show strength and show strength, and a balance needs to be mastered between the two.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this one beside me is the representative of the human cultivation world, Huo Chong Daoist of the Yuntian Sword Sect!" As soon as Cheng Huicai landed, he began to introduce the identities of Huo Chong and the three of them to the God Refining Realm monks present, he patted Huo Chong's shoulder cordially, and laughed: "Haha! It's really a great blessing for the coalition to have this aid, why don't we hold a big banquet today after a long absence!"

Zhou Yue's eyes lit up when he heard this, the so-called feast is a celebration ceremony that the human tribes in the wilderness will only hold when some important events occur, the clan elders will sing and dance on this day, set up a banquet to entertain the warriors in the clan, and during the feast, they can exchange information and cultivation materials in their hands with other monks unscrupulously, which can be regarded as a special exchange meeting.

"Humph!"

At this moment, a discordant voice suddenly sounded, and a figure gradually appeared in the hall behind the crowd, and on closer inspection, it was a majestic old man with a braided beard and a heavy fur robe. The old man did not hide the hostility in his eyes at all, glanced at Cheng Hui defiantly, and then turned his gaze to Huo Chong's body.

"Are you the so-called cultivator of the human cultivation world?" the majestic old man said lightly, and said unceremoniously, "With a weak body like you, what can you do?

Zhou Yue couldn't help frowning, it seemed that things had become a little tricky, there was such a xenophobic phenomenon among the tribal alliance, but it was not clear if this was just the personal concept of the majestic old man in front of him, or if there were more monks who had the same idea.

"Weak?"

Huo Zhong did not continue to endure in the face of the belittlement of the majestic old man, if he blindly retreated, it would only be clear to the high-level of the tribal alliance, at this time he was waiting for someone to send him to the door to kill the chickens and monkeys, how could he give up this opportunity?

"Isn't it?" The majestic old man sneered disdainfully, looked at Huo Zhong with contemptuous eyes, and said, "Your strength is only slightly superior to that of the Yuanying Realm cultivator, and such a weak person can also be the elite of the human cultivation world? If so, then we don't need the help of the human cultivation world!"

Several of the monks standing in front of the main hall also frowned, it seemed that their perception was the same as that of the majestic old man, whether they were xenophobic or not, at least the tribal monks of this barbaric land did think that Huo Chong's strength was insufficient.

Huo Chong was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then looked at the majestic old man with a smile, he found that the monks in the Savage Land had a serious deviation in their perception of his strength. However, as soon as he thought of the cultivation methods of these monks, Huo Zhong was relieved, the great monks of the Savage Land were actually not essentially different from those Great Demons of the Wilderness, for this group of monks, the strength of the physical body determined the fundamental combat power of a monk.

Physical strength is the number one combat power recognized by the monks of the Savage Lands!

And although Huo Chong's physical strength was stronger than ordinary sword cultivation, it was no match for these fellow clans comparable to the Great Demon of the Flood Desolation, so Huo Chong's strength was seriously underestimated by this group of clan monks.

Zhou Yue carefully observed every monk in front of the main hall, and found that in addition to those monks who were obviously shaken, the other tribal monks who held a neutral position were also more or less affected by the words of the majestic old man, and it seemed that this person should be one of the more important leaders of the coalition army.

"Three, this person is the patriarch of the Seed Clan, Wei Zhi, and he is the second only person in charge of the Painted Daoist in the coalition army. Just when Zhou Yue guessed the identity of the majestic old man, the sound of the fog forging sounded in Zhou Yue's heart just right, and the fog forging paused slightly, and then said: "Please Huo Daoyou show his strength appropriately, I believe that Daoyou will be able to persuade them to change their minds." ”

It seems that a big war is inevitable, the monks in this barbaric land attach more importance to strength than the human cultivation world, only by showing enough strength can they be regarded as partners in cooperation, as long as you look at the attitude of the fog forging and Cheng Hui, you can know one or two, these two people can obviously stop unnecessary battles, but they have no intention of standing up for Zhou Yue and his party, obviously they also want to test the strength of the monks in the human cultivation world.

"The combat power of a monk is not just based on the level of cultivation...... Huo Zhong shook his head, his eyes widened, staring at the majestic old man, and Lang smiled: "This fellow Daoist, it seems that it is necessary for you to realize your mistake." ”

Huo Chong's words were a blatant provocation, and an unnatural flush suddenly appeared on the dignified old man's dry face, obviously he was already furious, and the rampant blood qi was running wildly in his body comparable to the Great Demon of the Flood Desolation.

"Okay! Okay! It's just a weak person who has just broken through the God Refining Realm, I want to see why you are the enemy of me head-on!" The majestic old man laughed angrily, in his opinion, Huo Chong, a monk with weak physical strength, don't talk about provoking his majesty, I'm afraid that even a few stronger warriors in the clan can't beat him.

"I'm going to see what kind of combat power the cultivators of the human cultivation world have!"

The majestic old man roared angrily and threw aside the heavy fur robe on his body, revealing a strong muscle, and he could see that his chest, lower abdomen, and arms were full of hideous wounds, and the location of the fatal wounds covered all the vital points of every realm on the monk's cultivation path, just standing on a high place gave people a ghostly and terrifying feeling.

Huo Zhong smiled slightly, without any nervousness, he just made a monk salute towards the majestic old man lightly, and said casually: "Please." ”

The majestic old man was completely enraged by Huo Chong's contemptuous behavior, and he came to Huo Chong's face in an instant with a roar, and then waved his right hand vigorously and shook his arm-

"Boom!"

A one-man tall war halberd suddenly appeared beside the majestic old man, and when the war halberd appeared, the majestic old man's mood also changed suddenly, from extreme irritability to extreme calmness, he looked Huo Chong up and down with a poisonous snake-like gaze, as if he was looking for Huo Chong's vital point, and could make a move at any time.

Huo Zhong was still standing, and he even had the leisure to observe the halberd in the hand of the majestic old man, and said with a smile: "I said, Daoist friends can start." ”

The majestic old man finally couldn't stand Huo Chong's arrogance, he stomped on the ground with both feet, almost completely shattering the ground in front of the main hall, but fortunately, Cheng Hui and the others reacted in time to prevent the majestic old man's power from spreading to the main hall.

"Boom!"

The roar of the air being smashed suddenly sounded, and the majestic old man directly turned into a streamer and rushed towards Huo Chong, when everyone locked on the majestic old man again, he had already jumped high, and the halberd in his hand was round and ready to fall towards the top of Huo Chong's head!

"Be careful!"

The monks in front of the main hall were shocked, and some even exclaimed, the majestic old man's charge was so fast that some of the God Refining Realm monks couldn't even react, and for a while, everyone was in danger, and those weaker monks began to imagine how they would deal with themselves if they faced this thunderous blow, and they couldn't help but start worrying about Huo Zhong who was facing the pressure of the majestic old man.

Standing on the top of the stairs, Wu Forging suddenly felt cold hands and feet, he originally thought that the majestic old man Wei Zhi was just a symbolic temptation, but he didn't expect that this patriarch of the seed tribe would now actually use his true strength, and the powerful halberd even Wu Forging himself did not dare to take it easily, he couldn't help but look at Zhou Yue and Fuye who were walking with Huo Chong.

"Don't worry, Huo Chongdaoyou has won. Zhou Yue smiled at the fog forging and gave this person a reassuring look. When Huo Chong provoked the majestic old man head-on, Zhou Yue had already guessed Huo Chong's thoughts, and at this time, seeing that the majestic old man was indeed acting according to Huo Chong's design, Zhou Yue knew that Huo Chong had won this battle.

Wu Forging was puzzled in his heart, he couldn't understand why Zhou Yue believed in Huo Chong's power so much. You must know that Huo Chong's current opponent is none other than the old man of the Weizhi clan of the seed tribe who has been suppressing the fog forging!

"Zheng!"

At this moment, a sharp sword roar attracted the attention of the monks, and Wu Forging hurriedly stopped the distracting thoughts in his heart and looked towards the place where the two were fighting at the bottom of the stairs.

Beautiful, gorgeous, like a moment of beauty.

The sky and the earth seemed to lose color in an instant, the fog forging widened his eyes, Cheng Hui wanted to chant excitedly, the monks standing in front of the main hall let out exclamations, and the monks in the hall who had pretended to be deep rose into the sky even more excitedly!

A striking pillar of sword qi soared into the sky, and with it flew up the majestic old man who had flaunted his martial arts before!

"Boom!"

The sound of returning the sword into the sheath woke up the stunned everyone, Huo Zhong saluted into the sky, and chuckled: "Agreed." ”

The majestic old man flew back with a blushing face, but at this time he was blushing, not because of the agitation of blood, but purely because of shame. I saw that on the body of the majestic old man, which was covered with hideous wounds, there was a brand-new sword mark, and the position of the sword mark was just at the lower abdomen of the majestic old man, almost as long as he advanced a little further, he could inflict a heavy blow on the majestic old man's infant!

The elder of the Weizhi clan of the Seed Tribe didn't say anything, he just returned the salute to Huo, and then fled into the distance with his head in his hands, and disappeared out of everyone's perception in a blink of an eye!

Zhou Yue was shaking his head at this time to explain the basis of his judgment to Fuye, he sighed slightly, and said triumphantly: "Alas, the body cultivation rushed the sword cultivation, and the ending was already doomed from the beginning. ”