"Yuan Hu, don't be arrogant!"
"My father's strength is no worse than yours. If you have the ability, just wait for me and see how my father will deal with you when he comes!"
Jianfeng looked at Wang Yuanhu of the three-headed tiger clan, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
Although he said this, Jianfeng actually had no confidence at all.
As for the strength of the King of the Sword Dragon Clan, Jianfeng, as his son, naturally knew it well.
Compared with Yuan Hu, the strength of the sword dragon king is almost the same. It is simply impossible to deal with Yuan Hu.
But as the young master of the Sword Dragon Clan, Jianfeng naturally cannot weaken in terms of momentum.
"Jianfeng, there's no need to wait for your father to come!"
"You killed the chief manager of my three-headed tiger clan, and you have to pay the price!"
Suddenly, as if he remembered something, Yuan Hu's eyes suddenly turned cold and he shouted coldly.
Immediately, without any hesitation, Yuan Hu flashed his figure and punched directly towards the sword's edge.
"Rumble..."
Yuan Hu's cultivation had reached the peak of the Heavenly Emperor. With one punch, the entire void shook.
That terrifying punch force made the three-headed tiger clan disciples tremble.
"What a terrifying punch. Our king's strength seems to be much stronger than before!"
"There is no way this sword can withstand our king's punch!"
"Does the king really want to kill Jianfeng? Jianfeng is the young master of the Sword Dragon Clan. If the king kills Jianfeng, the conflict between our Three-Headed Tiger Clan and the Sword Dragon Clan will be completely settled!"
"This Sword Dragon Clan has been at odds with our Three-Headed Tiger Clan recently, but now the sword is killing our chief executive in front of him, and our king has killed their Sword Dragon Clan's young master. This is just tit for tat!"
"Our Three-Headed Tiger Clan is no worse than the Sword Dragon Clan. If they look for trouble, we will stay with them until the end!"
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As Yuan Hu punched out, the disciples of the three-headed tiger tribe looked at the sword's edge one by one and exploded.
They didn't have any good impressions of the people of the Stegodon clan.
"Boss, can this sword edge block Yuan Hu's punch?"
Looking at this scene, Xiaojiao's eyes flashed with light and he couldn't help but say.
"Although there is a gap between the strength of this sword and Yuan Hu's, it is still possible to block Yuan Hu's punch!"
A cold voice sounded, and an extremely cold gleam rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Boss, the people from the Sword Dragon Clan have already spread the news to the Sword Dragon Clan!"
"The king of the Sword Dragon Clan will come soon. Will our fake thing be discovered?"
Suddenly, as if he remembered something, Huantian's eyes flashed with light and he said in a deep voice.
"They don't have time to dwell on this!"
Mo Wentian's expression was extremely cold.
"They have time to think about this?"
"Boss, what do you mean by this?"
Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Xiaojiao was confused. Looking at Mo Wentian, a trace of doubt arose in Xiaojiao's eyes.
"Yuan Hu has already taken action against Jianfeng. Do you think that when Jianfeng's father comes and sees Yuan Hu taking action against Jianfeng, he still has time to think about this?"
Mo Wentian did not answer directly, but asked rhetorically.
Jianfeng is the future king of the Sword Dragon Clan. The king of the Sword Dragon Clan could still calm down when he saw Jianfeng being seriously injured by Yuan Hu.
I am afraid that the first thing the king of the Sword Dragon Clan must do is fight Yuan Hu.
As for the doubts in Jianfeng's heart, he didn't know when he would be able to remember it.
Hearing this, Xiaojiao and Huantian nodded in understanding.
Immediately, the eyes of a dragon and a demon looked into the void.
"Yuan Hu, when you make this move, you just open the bow and there is no turning back!"
"If you hurt me today, you will be the enemy of my entire Sword Dragon Clan. Have you thought about it?"
Seeing Yuan Hu's punch, a cold light flashed in Jianfeng's eyes.
His figure flashed instantly and disappeared.
I have to say that this Jianfeng is actually very smart, and he moved out of the Sword Dragon Clan at this time.
He wanted to use this Sword Dragon Clan to scare Yuan Hu, but Yuan Hu was already murderous, so how could he scare him.
"Jianfeng, I'm scared now!"
"Why weren't you afraid when you killed my three-headed tiger clan chief executive!"
Hearing what Jian Feng said, Yuan Hu thought that Jian Feng was afraid and sneered.
But there was no hesitation in the movement of his hand. Instead, he accelerated his speed and blasted directly towards the sword's edge.
"not good!"
Seeing that Yuan Hu's speed was much faster again, Jianfeng wanted to use his body skills to stagger him.
But for some reason, Yuan Hu's punch seemed to have locked onto him. No matter what he did, Yuan Hu's punch followed right behind him.
At this moment, a bad premonition arose in Jianfeng's heart.
As long as Yuan Hu's punch falls, even if Jian Feng survives, he will definitely be seriously injured.
"Yuan Hu!"
"You dare to kill my son while I am not here. I think you are tired of living!"
And just when Jianfeng thought he was about to be seriously injured by Yuan Hu's punch, a fierce shouting voice came from the void.
Immediately, a figure was seen descending from the void.
This figure was very familiar to Jianfeng. He was the king of the Jianfeng clan and his father.
The aura on this person's body is no less than that of Yuan Hu.
At this moment, the aura on this person's body quickly surged.
In the eyes looking at Yuan Hu, there was a terrifying murderous intention.
"The rightful owner is here!"
"The fun is about to begin!"
Seeing this figure appear, Mo Wentian's mouth curled up slightly, and he couldn't help but raise an arc.
"Is the show about to begin?"
"Boss, is this person the king of the Sword Dragon Clan?"
Suddenly, as if he remembered something, the light in Xiaojiao's eyes skyrocketed.
"That's right!"
"This man is the king of the Sword Dragon Clan. The king of the Sword Dragon Clan is here, and this wonderful battle is about to begin!"
A complicated look flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.
Immediately, Mo Wentian looked at the two figures in the void.
"Father!"
Seeing the king of the Sword Dragon Clan appear, Jianfeng's eyes instantly filled with joy.
"Feng'er, step back!"
"This old guy dares to treat you like this, let me teach him a lesson!"
Wang Jianzhentian of the Sword Dragon Clan looked at Jianfeng and said coldly.
"Yes, father!"
Hearing this, Jianfeng quickly retreated.
In the void, only Jian Zhentian and Yuan Hu were left.
"Jian Zhentian, you came at the right time!"
After being stunned for a moment, Yuan Hu came to his senses, looked at Jian Zhentian, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a cold face.
"Old bastard Yuan Hu, if I had come later, my Feng'er would have been killed by you!"
There was a bit of unconcealable anger in the cold voice.
At the same time, the aura on Jian Zhentian's body was even more violent.
"boom… "
Feeling that the aura on Jian Zhentian's body was extremely violent, Yuan Hu punched the ground directly.
A huge crater dozens of feet in size was instantly blasted out on the ground, stirring up countless dust.
"Jian Zhentian, your Sword Dragon Clan and my Three-Headed Tiger Clan have lived in peace for millions of years without any grudges at all!"
"This is actually a misunderstanding today!"
The next moment, Yuan Hu's figure flashed and came not far from Jian Zhentian. Looking at Jian Zhentian, Yuan Hu said seriously.
"This is a misunderstanding?"
"Yuan Hu, just now you wanted to kill my Feng'er, but I saw it with my own eyes and you actually told me that this was a misunderstanding?"
"If I kill your three-headed tiger disciples and tell you that it was just a misunderstanding, will you, Yuan Hu, be willing?"
Hearing Yuan Hu's words, Jian Zhentian became angry instantly.
Waves of terrifying murderous aura spread from Jian Zhentian's body.