"What are you doing here?" Liu Zhengxuan asked coldly.
"Didn't I just say that I'm here to take the Thunder Dragon home," Ye Xiong replied.
"Only you can bring the Thunder Dragon home?" Liu Zhengxuan burst into laughter, as if he had heard something that couldn't be more funny.
Ridicule is contagious. When the surrounding tribesmen saw the elders laughing, they couldn't help but laugh.
"When other ascendants ascend, they either find a thigh to hold on to, or they hold their tail between their legs. This guy is really high-profile, isn't he afraid of dying miserably?" Someone next to him laughed.
"He thinks this world of immortals and demons is the lower realm! Boy, let me tell you, even if you are a dragon in the lower realm, you have to lie down when you come here."
"Elder Liu, stop talking nonsense to him, teach him a lesson, and teach him how to behave!"
All kinds of sarcastic voices came from the surroundings, but no one took this new ascended person seriously.
Listening to the gossip around him, Ye Xiong knew that there was only one way to shut them up at this moment, and that was absolute strength.
"I really don't know how to behave, who will teach me?" Ye Xiong said lightly.
This provocation immediately caused an explosion in the audience.
"Too abominable, too arrogant."
"Elder Liu, teach him a lesson."
"Beat him to death."
They shouted loudly and the crowd was excited, as if Ye Xiong was a heinous murderer, and everyone wanted to rush over and kill him.
Under such a loud voice, Liu Zhengxuan naturally couldn't hide. The figure suddenly fell in front of Ye Xiong and said coldly: "You brat, you don't know how thick the sky and the earth are. Today I will teach you how to behave."
People around him retreated one after another, like a tide, hiding dozens of kilometers away.
The battle between Yuanying monks is not simple. If someone is accidentally affected, his life will be lost in minutes.
"Brother Ye, Liu Zhengxuan is an elder of the Bird Clan. His strength ranks among the top five in the entire Bird Clan. He is a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. Don't be careless." Lei Peng said nervously.
If a person like this stretches out his finger, he, a golden elixir cultivator, will be doomed.
If something happens to Ye Xiong, he, who came to the field with him, will not end well. It's strange that he doesn't worry.
Lei Peng suddenly regretted that he should not have been impulsive and followed him regardless of the consequences just for the sake of passion.
"The middle stage of Nascent Soul is just right. It's not so boring to start using it!" Ye Xiong sneered.
Lei Peng left uneasily and watched from a distance.
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In mid-air, the two faced each other, and the two drums soared into the sky.
"Don't say I won't give you a chance. You are a junior. I will give you three moves." Liu Zhengxuan said proudly.
He has been an elder in the Bird Clan for thousands of years, and there are not many people in the Bird Clan who can match his strength. He will not take such a newcomer seriously!
"Since Elder Liu is so generous, I won't be polite." Ye Xiong said with a faint smile.
"Don't waste time, take action!" Liu Zhengxuan said proudly.
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Xiong's body disappeared on the spot!
The next moment, when his body reappeared, it was already thirty meters in front of Liu Zhengxuan.
A very dazzling golden light burst out from his body, just like the sun.
In the palm of the hand, a drum of pure Buddhist essence was condensed, and it was blasted out with one palm.
A virtual shadow of a golden palm was shot directly.
Liu Zhengxuan's expression changed drastically, and he regretted it instantly.
An expert will know if there is one as soon as he takes action.
Although the other party only made a simple move, the domineering power contained in it made him almost breathless even though he was thirty meters away.
At the critical moment, he took out several palms in succession, creating layers of palm shadows to prepare for attack and defense.
"Thousands of Palms, Elder Liu, what a great trick." Someone in the audience cheered.
Everyone knows that Liu Zhengxuan's Thousand-fold Palm is one of his most famous magical powers.
The cheers only stopped halfway, as if cut off by a knife.
The great Thousand-fold Palm in everyone's mind, when it collided with the Buddhist palm print, it was like paper and was instantly destroyed without a trace.
The phantom of the golden palm print continued unabated and hit Liu Zhengxuan's body-protecting Qi hard. Not only did it shatter his body-protecting Qi, but it also knocked him flying several kilometers away. He finally came to a stop.
Liu Zhengxuan felt the energy and blood boiling in his chest. He desperately endured the rising blood energy, and finally couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.
Blood rain fell from the sky, adding a bit of mockery to the silent scene.
The whole audience was dumbfounded.
The elder of the Bird Tribe and a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul were actually defeated with one move.
It wasn't a sneak attack, it was a crushing defeat under full defense.
This is tantamount to a slap in the face for everyone.
In the middle of thousands of people, no one said a word.
Lei Peng's mouth opened wide, looking at the handsome figure in the air, he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.
"This is the first move, Elder Liu, do you still want to give in to the remaining two moves?" Ye Xiong asked in a playful voice.
Liu Zhengxuan's face turned red at this moment, as if he had been slapped hard.
If the opponent can defeat him with the first move, then the second and third move will most likely kill him.
In this case, unless he is a fool, he will not continue to give in.
"You surnamed Ye, don't think that you are arrogant here just for a moment. Let me tell you, this is the territory of the Bird Clan." Liu Zhengxuan looked stern but was heartbroken.
From his words, everyone could hear that he flinched.
Just now he was fighting on his own, and now he is bringing out the entire bird clan, which shows that he has a guilty conscience.
"Vulnerable." Ye Xiong sneered, looking around and saying: "If there is nothing more powerful, then please invite the Thunder Dragon to come out!"
The people around looked at each other and did not dare to stand up.
At this moment, a loud voice suddenly rang out: "There are no people from the Thunder Tribe here, and there are no Thunder Dragons."
"Elder Lu is out, it's better now."
"Elder Lu is the most powerful person under the clan leader. As long as he takes action, Ye Xiong will definitely be finished."
"The clan leader is not in the clan, so we have to rely on Elder Lu to deal with him."
Various voices came from around, and many people were very excited.
No one would be happy if someone stepped on their doorstep, and everyone wanted someone to beat the person who stepped on them to the ground.
Ye Xiong's eyes fell on the visitor.
He looks about forty years old. He is wearing a gray robe and has short hair. He is majestic and imposing.
"Thunder Dragon, you finally came out." Ye Xiong said calmly.
"You have the wrong person. My name is Lu Yu. I am an elder of the Bird Tribe. My name is not Thunder Dragon." The short-haired man said.
"There is a scar on your right arm and shoulder. It used to be the mark of the Thunder Clan, but you destroyed it, leaving a scar. If you expose your right shoulder, as long as there is no scar on it, I believe you are not a Thunder Dragon."