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is still the arrogant posture of no one's eyes. In addition to the iron armored three heroes, there is also a team of iron armored tribesmen with very simple bride price.

Entered the living room of the Changhe tribe, and this time, twelve elders greeted them in person!

In the Changhe tribe, the eldest elder with the strongest cultivation is only the ninth-order cultivation of the soul warrior. In the Iron Armor Tribe, there are as many as five soul warriors in the ninth level. In addition, even Chen Ying, the boss of the Iron Armor Three Ying, has reached the fifth level of the soul warrior. The rest of Chang Ying and Tie Ying are also soul warriors in the fourth order.

And none of the young generation of the Changhe tribe has advanced to soul warriors. The strongest Zhouzhao is still just the ninth level of the soul.

Whether it is population, financial resources, territory or cultivation, the Iron Armor Tribe is many times better than the Changhe Tribe.

Chen Ying took a sip of tea, moistened her mouth, and said slowly, "I came here on the order of the elders of the headquarters to check whether the food you prepared can be paid as scheduled."

Since returning to the iron armor tribe, Xiaotong's charming face has always lingered in his heart. Chen Ying, a beautiful woman, can't wait to press on the ground and**, let her beg herself to slow down, be gentle, and let her kneel bare and beg for mercy!

So, he ignored the food of the Changhe tribe and immediately asked the elder for marriage.

Chen Ying is young and gentle, but her cultivation has reached the fifth level of the soul warrior, which is very loved by the elders. Tie Erhei listened and immediately agreed without saying a word.

If you want a woman from a long river tribe, they dare not not agree to small things.

The elder smiled and said, "In terms of quantity, I wonder if it can be reduced a little? The annual harvest of this department is only 150,000 magic ling and fine fruits, and the pulp is less than 10,000. If your department wants so many, I don't say that my tribe will starve in winter, but I'm afraid of starving to death!"

Chen Ying sneered and said, "Your Changhe tribe pushes three or four times every time! The elder of the headquarters has already said that after half a month, there will be no shortage of food! He is going to come to the Changhe tribe to receive it in person! If something goes wrong at that time, don't blame me for not reminding you!"

Tie Erhei wants to come to the tribe in person...

This sentence immediately tightened the hearts of all the elders. This old man is cruel. The last time he came to the tribe, he killed twelve clans in one breath. He actually said that he was testing the power of the newly cultivated soul skills. He accidentally did it...

Chen Ying was very satisfied with the frightened look of the elders of the Changhe tribe. He changed his words and said lightly, "I would like to marry Xiaotong of your tribe. In the future, the two parts of the Long River will be relatives. This time I brought a bride price. When I went back, Xiaotong went with me! There is no need to talk about those rules on the marriage contract. It's cost money and meaningless!"

The seven elders hurriedly said, "Speaking of Xiaotong, the headquarters is really sorry. The night before yesterday, Xiaotong suddenly disappeared. The tribe sent someone to look for her in the middle of the night, but there was no trace of her. She hasn't become a soul yet. I'm afraid she has died outside.

Chen Ying smiled coldly and said, "Really?"

The elder said with his head, "It's true!"

Chen Ying snorted coldly, "Farm! Do you also take out such a thing as disappearance to deceive me? Isn't it too early or too late, but at this time? You don't want to marry her to me and hide it on purpose, do you? Ma Xiaotong handed it over. I just think that this didn't happen, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude to you!"

The elder said, "Everyone in the tribe knows about the disappearance of Xiaotong. If you don't believe it, you can ask casually!" Mr. Chen, I want to see you in the future. If we count our generations, we are all your elders. Should you know some etiquette?

"Old dog! It's not a good thing to see you!" Chen Ying's eyes showed a trace of murder, gritted her teeth and said, "Do you hand it in or not?"

The elder quickly said, "Sitting down and talk, don't hurt your harmony. Seven, don't say a word. We can understand Mr. Chen's mood!"

At this time, Chang Ying, the second brother of Tiejia Sanying, said, " boss, since they don't want to hand over people, I'll take someone to search!"

Chen Ying nodded and said disdainfully, "The Changhe tribe is only a slap, and there is no place for Tibetans! The only place that can prevent us from entering is their forbidden dragon cave. Let's go directly to the dragon's den!"

After saying that, he has rushed out.

The elders changed their faces and hurriedly chased them out.

There is a small forest in the tribe, and the Hualong Cave is in a small mountain bag next to the west side of the forest.

A man walked into the small black hole where he had to lower his head. The seven elders crossed their arms and blocked the iron armor Sanying in front of him. He shouted, "The Hualong Cave is a forbidden place of the headquarters, and even the clan can't easily enter! Chen Ying, even if the elder of the Iron Armor Tribe comes, the headquarters will not let him go. Don't bully others too much!"

The elder also said, "Mr. Chen, this place is a forbidden place, and those who trespass will suffer God's punishment!" Go back quickly, Xiaotong's matter, there is still room for negotiation!"

"Bullshit!" Chen Ying sneered and said, "I'm not afraid of God's punishment!" Old dog, don't let go. Don't blame me for being rude to you!"

"Tribal forbidden land, never allow outsiders to enter!" The seven elders shouted.

Chen Ying's eyes showed a murderous intent, suddenly rushed forward, grabbed the neck of the elders, slapped the old cheek fiercely, and said, "Old dog, if you don't get out of the way, I will kill you!"

The seven elders's right face showed three fingerprints, and there was a trace of uncontrollable anger in the old man's eyes. His cultivation has reached the sixth level of the soul warrior and has many fighting experience. It is not difficult to deal with Chen Ying!

However, once they take action, the Iron Armor Tribe will have more provocative excuses.

He laughed loudly and said, "Chen Ying, if you want to evolve the dragon cave, kill me first and then go in!" As long as the elder still has a breath, you can't take a step to evolve into the dragon's cave!"

"The stubborn old dog!"

Chen Ying roared, and another slap in the face of the seven elders.

"You bastard!"

At this time, a roar came from afar. When everyone looked back, they saw the teenager running vigorously, his face turned red, his eyes staring at the copper bell, with a few traces of blood on his eyes, grinning, clenching his teeth, and running to the front of him in the blink of an eye.

"Dead pig and dog, how dare you beat me!"

Mo Jian roared again, like the whining or roar of a seriously injured beast. The most owed seven princes in his life. How can he stand the elderly seven princes to be so humiliated by such a thing!

His heart is about to crack, and his lungs seem to explode!

Mo Jian directly punched like an electric fist. Tie Ying sneered, and the soul warrior dared to take action on himself. He was really impatient.

He twisted his head violently and thought it would be easy to avoid this punch.

"Bang!"

The next moment, he only felt stuffy, and then his nose was hot, and he subconsciously loosened the hand of the seven elders. Mo Jian punched vigorously and hit him heavily on the nose, and his nose bleeded long.

"Kid, if you dare to hurt me, you will die. None of these old people in the Changhe tribe can save you!" Chen Ying wiped a handful of nosebleeds and was furious!

Taking out a particularly sharp knife from the sleeve, Chen Ying viciously stabbed Mo Jian in the cheek.

"I don't even have a soul weapon, and I dare to learn from people!"

Mo Jian shouted again, and as soon as his body turned away, Chen Ying's sharp knife immediately emptied. Then, Chen Ying's hand suddenly turned, and the tip of the knife stabbed Mo Jian's lower abdomen.

Mo Jian did not dodge and looked coldly at Chen Ying, who showed a trace of joy in his eyes.

The joy in Chen Ying's eyes solidified in an instant. He stabbed Mo Jian firmly, but the tip of the knife seemed to stab the steel plate and could not be pierced at all.

The next moment, Mo Jian took action like an electrician and grabbed his neck tightly.

The ordinary blade actually wants to pierce the armor of the third-order soul weapon, which is completely a fool's dream!

"Bang!"

Mo Jian tried his best and slapped Chen Ying's left face fiercely. Chen Ying's brain was stuffy. In an instant, his ears were ringing and his eyes were spinning.

"How dare you beat me! You bastard! Even if the elder of your tribe touches my seven princes, I will abolish him!" Mo Jian gritted his teeth and said, with a series of slaps. After five or six slaps, he directly stunned Chen Ying.

It's just the fierce anger in my heart, how can it go away! After more than ten twitching, he threw him to the ground fiercely, and then aimed at Chen Ying's lower abdomen and kicked him fiercely again.

"Ah..."

Chen Ying screamed and spit out a mouthful of blood. He had been in a coma, but this kick directly made him wake up again in severe pain.

" Stop it!" The elder was shocked.

This series of actions is only in just a dozen seconds. In addition, the elders were stunned by Mo Jian's sudden rise to the soul warrior's cultivation. It was not until this time that they reacted and hurriedly stopped.

How dare the people of the Iron Armor Tribe be offended!

If you continue to fight, I'm afraid the Changhe tribe will be over.

Chen Ying spit out another mouthful of blood and screamed sadly, "Okay! OK! Changhe tribe, I remember that as long as I don't die, you will be doomed! The elders of the headquarters will make you stay..."

Mo Jian's cold eyes fell on Chen Ying's face, who was roaring. He was so scared that he trembled and closed his mouth tightly. And the remaining two of the Iron Armor Sanying have also been stunned.

The boss's method is much better than himself, but now he has been beaten to death.

Mo Jian then walked to the seventh elder, touched the old man's red and swollen cheek, and whispered, "Seven, are you all right?"

"It's okay..." The seven elders smiled bitterly.

"Bright, why are you here? Why did the bastards of the Iron Armor tribe take action against you? Mo Jian asked.

He still doesn't know about Xiaotong at this time.

Looking at Chen Ying who fell to the ground, Qigong hesitated, concealed it, and said with a wry smile, "It's okay!"

"No! No! There must be something wrong!" Qingchan reminded loudly.

"I know!" Mo Jian replied to him, and then turned to Qi Gong and said, "Qi Gong, don't hide it from me. What's going on?"

The second elder, who had never spoken, sighed, "Chen Ying wants to marry Xiaotong. We have no choice but to let Xiaotong enter the dragon cave and lie that she is missing. However, this man insisted on going in and searching, and the seven elders stayed by the dragon cave, and then there was a dispute!"

Xiaotong entered the dragon's cave!

This sentence hit Mo Jian's head like a heavy hammer, and his face did not have a trace of blood in an instant!