Tang Huan turned a deaf ear to these cynicism from the Eagle Clan.
He knew very well why these guys from the Eagle Clan suddenly appeared at this time. Although he changed his real name, it is not a secret that he is Shen Huan. There must be spies from the Eagle Clan in Fengxiao City. It would be easy to learn about this situation.
At the beginning, he had used his second-level True Spirit cultivation to severely damage Yingyu, who was at the fourth-level True Spirit, leaving him with only one "True Spirit" left to escape. Now that he is about to play on behalf of the Tiger Clan, the Eagle Clan definitely wants to test it out before taking action to see what kind of strength he has
If he couldn't help but take action, wouldn't he be playing into the hands of the Eagle Clan
In a flash of thought, Tang Huan glanced towards the crowd on the right, intentionally or unintentionally. He could faintly feel that there was a pair of eyes spying on him. There were not even a thousand but eight hundred monks looking at him at the moment, but it was only that man's gaze that made him feel a little uncomfortable.
If he guessed correctly, that person must be a strong man from the Eagle Clan, and his strength should not be inferior to Hu Lie, the leader of the Tiger Clan.
Of course, that person's hiding method was 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 boy discovered me?"
In the crowd on the right, a short and thin old man frowned slightly and murmured doubtfully in a voice that he could only hear. Then he smiled dumbly and shook his head, "Absolutely impossible! From such a long distance, it's impossible to With my method of concealing my aura, let alone a little guy at the third level of the True Spirit Peak, even the old guy Hu Lie may not be able to detect my existence."
"Fuck your bitch!"
In the center of the field, a thunderous roar suddenly exploded over the field, but Hu Xuan's eyes widened, like an angered ancient ferocious beast, violent aura surged crazily from his body, and in an instant, this A hurricane seemed to have rolled up out of thin air in a small area.
Although Tang Huan didn't care, the other Tiger Clan monks who were about to go into battle couldn't bear it anymore. Their faces turned black and they were extremely angry. However, Hu Xuan and others were angry at the Eagle Clan monks, and The anger of Hu Yan and others was more directed at Tang Huan.
The current situation made Hu Yan and others Tang Huan extremely dissatisfied.
In their opinion, although the people of the Eagle Clan are not good people, the root cause still lies with Tang Huan. Sending him to fight was indeed the intention of the Tiger Clan's senior leaders, but if he had known himself, he should have given up on his own initiative. In that case, the other three tribes would not laugh at him.
"Hey, isn't this Ho Hyun?"
The hook-nosed man rolled his eyelids, his face full of ridicule, "Are you so angry? Could it be that we were right? This guy with the third level of true spirit is really the trump card that your tiger tribe is going to use in the end? Tsk tsk, I I really want to see how powerful this trump card of your tiger clan is?"
At the end of the sentence, Hook Nose laughed wantonly.
"Does a scoundrel like you deserve to see the power of Brother Tang Huan?"
Hu Xuan was even more furious. His eyes were like bells and he raised his feet to move forward. Upon seeing this, Tang Huan stretched out his arm reflexively, trying to grab Hu Xuan.
"Back off!"
But at this moment, a low shout suddenly sounded, and then, a tall figure appeared on the left side of the field, with white beard and hair, and an unusually tall and muscular body. It was Hu Lie, the leader of the Tiger Clan. His voice was not loud, but It contains a sense of self-reliance.
Suddenly hearing this sound, Hu Xuan was like a mouse seeing a cat. He immediately calmed down and his raised right foot fell back to its original position.
"This kid from the Eagle Clan, you are right. Tang Huan is indeed the trump card that our Tiger Clan is planning to use in the end."
Hu Lie strode like flying, and in the next moment, he had arrived at the center of the field. His eyes fell on the hook-nosed man, but instead of getting angry, he spoke seriously.
Seeing the leader of the Tiger Clan say this, not only the monks from the Eagle Clan, the Dragon Clan, and the Snake Clan looked at each other in astonishment, but Hu Xuan and others also looked at each other, wondering whether Hu Lie was joking or telling the truth. Around the venue, everyone was talking about it, and for a while, there was a loud uproar.
"Brother Tiger is really good at joking."
A laugh suddenly broke out.
The speaker was a middle-aged man, dressed in black robes, with a slender body, a thin face, and thick and long eyebrows that slanted into his temples. He flashed out from the place where the Eagle Clan monks gathered on the right. The rabbit was rising and the falcon was falling. He was very fast. As soon as he finished speaking, he was already beside Hu Lie.
"Ying Feichen, the leader of the Eagle Clan?"
"I thought he was an old man, but he looked quite young."
"It is said that the leader of the Eagle Clan has been practicing in seclusion for many years. I wonder how his cultivation is now?"
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There were faint murmurs coming from the edge of the surrounding field.
Hu Lie and Ying Feichen did not appear alone. After they appeared, strong men from their respective tribes followed them. The members of the Tiger Clan were none other than the strong man, the old man, the middle-aged woman, and the clan guard leader Hu Xiao that Tang Huan had seen outside the Wind God Valley. On the Eagle Clan side, there were also four people.
Almost at the same time, several people flashed out from the north and south sides of the venue. In just a moment, two more figures appeared next to Hu Lie and Ying Feichen.
To the left of Hu Lie is an old man in gold robes. He is short in stature, of medium height, with frosty eyebrows and bright hair, and a ruddy complexion. He has a somewhat Taoist and fairy-like attitude. There are two sarcoma-like protrusions on both sides of his forehead, and the upper end is slightly It is pointed and thin, and looks like two stubby little horns.
And standing next to Ying Feichen was a woman in red.
The woman looked extremely young, about eighteen or nineteen years old. She was dressed in a rather compact red robe, which completely highlighted her graceful body curves, making every part of her eye-catching.
Her appearance is also extremely beautiful. On her small and delicate face, which looks like a finely carved melon seed, she has a pair of big and bright eyes, which look watery. The combination of broken white and tender skin is unforgettable at first sight.
"Dragon Clan Chief Long Xinquan!"
"Qianyu, leader of the Snake Clan!"
Tang Huan narrowed his eyes slightly, and the names of these two people flashed in his mind. Although he had never met the clan leaders of the Dragon Clan and Snake Clan, he heard Hu Xuan describe their appearance on the way here. At this moment, after the two men appeared, they stood together with Hu Lie and Ying Feichen. Even a fool could determine their identities.
Long Xinquan and Qianyu, the chiefs of these two tribes, one looks kind-hearted, the other looks weak, but from the extremely subtle fluctuations faintly emanating from their bodies, one can know that the strength of these two people is both. It is unfathomable, at least no worse than Hu Lie and Ying Feichen. (To be continued)