Weapon Master Chapter 776: The four patriarchs

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Chapter 776 The Four Patriarchs

Tang Huan turned a deaf ear to the cynicism of the Eagles.

He knows very well why these Eagle Clan guys suddenly appeared at this time. Although he changed his name back to his real name, he was Shen Huan's business and it was no secret. In Fengxiao City, there must be spies from the Eagle Clan. It is easy to learn about this situation.

At the beginning, he used the double cultivation base of the true spirit to severely inflict the four-fold real spirit eagle, leaving only one "true spirit" to escape. Now that he is about to fight on behalf of the Tiger Clan, the Eagle Clan definitely wants to test before he does it to see what kind of strength he has?

If he couldn't help but shoot, wouldn't he be in the arms of the Eagles?

After thinking about it, Tang Huan intentionally or unintentionally turned his eyes to the crowd on the right. He could faintly feel that there was a pair of eyes prying him. The monk who was looking at him at the moment, there were no one thousand, but also eight hundred, but only that person's gaze made him feel a little uncomfortable.

If he guessed correctly, that person must be a strong eagle clan, and his strength should not be lower than Hu Lie, the head of the tiger clan.

Of course, that person's method of hiding is extremely good. If Tang Huan hadn't been tempered and tempered for nearly a month, he might not have been able to detect it.

"The kid found the old man?"

In the crowd on the right, a short and thin old man frowned slightly, muttered suspiciously with a voice that he could only hear, and shook his head, even though he laughed dumbly, "It is absolutely impossible! Distance, using the old man's method of hiding his breath, let alone a little guy with the triple peak of true spirits, even the old guy Hulie would not be able to detect the existence of the old man."

"Fuck your shit!"

In the center of the venue, a thunderous roar suddenly exploded over the venue, but Hu Xuan's eyes were wide open, like an angered ancient beast, and the violent breath rushed out from the body. Suddenly, this small area seemed to be a hurricane out of thin air.

Although Tang Huan didn’t care, the rest of the Tiger Clan monks who were about to go on the battlefield couldn’t bear it anymore. They turned black and were extremely angry. However, the anger of Hu Xuan and others was right against the Eagle Clan. Monk, but Hu Yan and the others were more angry at Tang Huan.

With the current situation, Hu Yan and others Tang Huan are extremely dissatisfied.

When they think about it, even though the Eagles are not a good thing, the root is still in Tang Huan. Sending him to battle is indeed the intention of the tiger clan's high level, but if he knows himself, he should give up. In that case, it wouldn't be a joke for the other three races.

"Oh, isn't this Huxuan?"

The hawk-nosed man turned his eyelids and his face was full of mockery, "This makes me feel ashamed? Could it be ours that this true spirit trio is really your tiger clan's final killer? Hey, I really want to see what is so powerful about this assassin of your tiger clan?"

Speaking of the end, the eagle hook nose actually laughed wantonly.

"Whether a stray like you is worthy of seeing the greatness of Brother Tang Huan?"

Hoo Hyun was even more furious, his eyes popped like a bell, and he lifted his foot to move forward. Seeing this, Tang Huan leaned forward with his arm reflexively, trying to grab Hu Xuan.

"Quit!"

At this moment, a low drink suddenly sounded, and then, a tall figure appeared on the left side of the venue, with white beard and hair, and an unusually burly and strong body. He was the head of the tiger clan, Hu Lie, whose voice was not Big, but it contains a sense of not being angry or prestigious.

When I heard this sound at first, Hu Xuan was like a mouse meeting a cat, a jealous spirit, immediately calmed down, and the raised right foot also fell back to the original place.

"This kid from the Eagle clan, you are right, Tang Huan, it is indeed our tiger clan's final killer."

Hu Lie strode like flying, and in the next moment, he arrived in the center of the field, and two eyes fell on the man with hook nose, but instead of being angry, he spoke solemnly.

Seeing what the patriarch of the Tiger clan said, not only were the monks of the Eagle, Dragon, and Snake tribes stunned, but Hu Xuan and the others also looked at each other. I wonder if Hu Lie was joking or was serious. Around the venue, everyone was even talking, and for a while, there was an uproar.

"Brother Tiger can really joke."

Suddenly a laugh came.

The man who was speaking was a middle-aged man, dressed in a black robe, with a slender body, a thin face, two thick and long eyebrows, flying diagonally into the temple. He flashed out from the place where the eagle cultivators gathered on the right. The rabbits rose and fell at an extremely fast speed. As soon as the voice fell, the people were already beside Hu Lie.

"The Eagle Clan Chief Eagle Flying Dust?"

"I thought he was an old man. I didn't expect to look quite young."

"It is said that the patriarch of the Eagle clan has been practicing in retreat for many years. I wonder how he is now?"

"..."

There was a faint murmur around the edge of the field.

Hu Lie and Ying Feichen did not appear alone. After they appeared, strong men of their respective tribes followed. The tigers belonged to the strong man, the old man, the middle-aged woman, and the clan guard who Tang Huan had seen outside the Fengshen Valley. There were also four people on the Eagle Clan.

Almost at the same time, several people flashed out on the north and south sides of the venue. In just a few moments, two more figures appeared beside Hu Lie and Ying Feichen.

On the left of Hu Lie is an old man in a golden robe. He is not tall, medium in stature, with frosty eyebrows and white hair. His complexion is ruddy, and he looks like a fairy wind, and there are two sarcoma-like bumps on both sides of his forehead , The upper end is slightly tapered and looks like two stubby little horns.

And standing beside Ying Feichen is a woman in red.

The woman looked extremely young, just eighteen or nineteen years old. She wore a rather compact red robe, which completely set off her graceful body curve, with long legs and slender waist. The round buttocks are straight and the chest is full, and they are all eye-catching.

Her appearance is also extremely beautiful. The small and delicate face of melon seeds, which looks like meticulously crafted, has a pair of big and bright eyes, which look watery, and the light is like silk and satin. The combination of white and tender skin that can be broken by blowing is unforgettable at first sight.

"Long Xinquan, the patriarch of the dragon clan!"

"Snake clan patriarch a thousand words!"

Tang Huan narrowed his eyes, and the names of these two people flashed in his mind. Although he had never seen the heads of the dragon and snake clan, he heard Hu Xuan describe their appearance on the way. At this moment, after the two appeared, they were standing with Hu Lie and Ying Feichen, and fools could judge their identities.

Long Xinquan and Qianyu, the patriarchs of these two tribes, one looks kind-eyed and the other looks fragile, but from the extremely subtle fluctuations that faintly radiate from their bodies, they can know that these two people Their strength is unfathomable, at least not worse than Hu Lie and Ying Feichen.