"There are unreasonable guys like you in the world." Guan Heng saw that the other party was aggressive and provocative and fought, and he laughed furiously: "Hahaha, okay, do you want to fight me? Yes, I won't beat the nameless person. If you want to be beaten, you can sign up first."

"I am the young leader of the Bailing clan - woodcutter!" The young man suddenly waved his single-throw wide blade in his palm, and his eyes were filled with fierce light and growled: "Stranger, please show off your weapons." "Do you still need to use weapons to deal with you? No need to pay that."

Guan Heng sneered slightly, then waved his hand and said, "Everyone, please get out of the place, I want to play with him."

"Aheng, is there something wrong with fighting rashly?"

Qing Huang was about to step forward to stop him, but was stopped by the two elders of the Chi Ling clan and Xuan. Xuan whispered: "The guys of the Bai Ling clan are the most warlike among our four tribes. If you talk to them, it will be useless to make a fuss. Only by oppressing them with force and beating them will these guys be convinced."

"The brothers of the Black Spirit Clan are saying it's right."

Elder Zhi also said with a slight voice: "Even if Guan Heng and Qiao are stopped now, the young master of the Bailing clan will be provoking trouble on the way and find an excuse to take action. Instead of doing that, it is better to solve the matter before departure. It is best to let Guan Heng beat him up so hard that he can't raise his head. In this case, the arrogant boy will not dare to cause trouble."

"Some people like to solve problems with force. OK, then let Ah Heng teach him a lesson."

When Qing Huang heard this, he shook his head secretly and stepped aside to watch the changes. At this moment, the young master of the Bailing clan heard Guan Heng say that he was disdainful to use the patient, and his heart was furious and immediately roared: "Okay, let you know the consequences of despising me."

"Swish-huh-huh-huh--" In a blink of an eye, the majestic and surging black aura suddenly swept across the single-edge wide blade in Qiao's palm. This guy was wearing white clothes and holding a black aura blade in his hand. The black and white lingered each other, which was very strange. "Bang!" The next moment, Qiao's feet hit the ground and rushed towards Guan Heng.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

As the cold light appeared, a single-edge wide blade broke through the air and slashed out hundreds of blade shadows, covering Guan Heng's entire body. However, Guan Heng had fought with countless black aura rulers, and his experience had long been abundant. He said it slowly, and then he was soon. Guan Heng chuckled and his palms instantly met with fake black aura.

"Bang-Bang-Dangdang-"

In the blink of an eye, Guan Heng's two palm swords resolved the opponent's attack one by one, and did not even fight with the young master of the Bailing clan. This recoil force made the opponent feel extremely embarrassed and stuffy. The power that had been condensed in his body for a long time could not be vented. This guy almost blew out a mouthful of old blood.

"Hmph, it's my turn to fight back." "Bang!" As soon as Guan Heng finished speaking, his five fingers in his left hand opened, instantly pinching the back of the other party's blade.

"Swish——Swish———" The young master of the Bailing tribe suddenly felt a huge tremor all over his body, and the black aura condensed on the blade was forcibly pulled away by 70% of the black aura gathered on the blade in an instant. He couldn't help but lose his horror: "What's going on?" The aura of Qiao had been pulled away by the wrist-guard black beads, and it instantly gathered in Guan Heng's right palm.

Guan Heng's move was turbulent and incredible. Before the other party could make the next reaction, he shouted angrily, and the black gas palm knife that used the force to break through the air: "Come on!"

"Bang!" The black air palm sword power plus Guan Heng's own power was extremely fierce. It instantly slashed the shoulders of the young master of the White Spirit Clan, and its strength broke through the opponent's body. The kid immediately blew the blood mist and fell out.

"thump!"

The moment the woodcutter landed, he sprayed a mouthful of blood again. All the warriors of the Bailing clan around him were shocked and rushed forward. Some supported the young master, some pressed the handle of the weapon, and glared at Guan Heng. "It's outrageous. How dare we hurt our young clan leader. Everyone fights with him!"

"Stop all the bastards."

Hearing his tribe's voice, the young master of the Bailing tribe, Qiao, immediately turned red with anger. He shouted loudly: "Didn't you see that he is competing with me to win in a dignified manner? Now he is attacking in groups, which is simply embarrassing me. Go back, retreat, retreat quickly."

"It seems that although this young master of the Bailing clan has a bad temper and is proud and irritable, he is not blindly unreasonable. At least he knows how to admit his gambling and accept defeat. He is considered a dignified guy." Seeing Qiao Qiao crying out his subordinates, Guan Heng nodded in his heart.

At this moment, Xuan of the Black Spirit Clan, who was closest to Guan Heng, said loudly: "Hey, Young Master of the White Spirit Clan, Brother Guan has beaten you now. How about it? Can he go to the Lingwang Palace through your Guling Gorge?"

"Of course, this young master always counts his words." Qiao clasped his fists at Guan Heng and said, "Brother Guan, don't blame him for being reckless before. We Bailing tribe members have always been used to fighting, and when we see strange friends, we can't help but want to challenge them."

Speaking of this, Qiao paused for a moment and continued to say, "You have been involved in me in your affairs through Guling Gorge. Although my father and patriarch have never liked outsiders, my friends are exceptions."

"Hehe, thank you." Guan Heng first slighted his head, and then suddenly said: "But, these seem not enough. I also want to mention a small condition. Brother Qiao must agree."

"There is another condition?" After hearing his words, Qiao Qiao's face changed slightly, but the young master of the Bailing clan still suppressed his displeasure and said, "Okay, Brother Guan has anything to do, please tell me clearly."

"Haha, my conditions are very simple, I just want to ask you to eat this thing."

Guan Heng smiled slightly, took out a piece of Liangsheng ointment and handed it over: "This is a spiritual medicine for healing. I failed the battle just now, which made you slightly injured. In order not to affect the hunting of evil beasts in the mountains, please take it quickly."

"This...this..." Qiao Man thought Guan Heng was asking some conditions to make things difficult for him, but he did not expect that he was kind enough to give him healing medicine. For a moment, the young master of the Bailing clan didn't know what to say.

"Hey, boy from the Bailing clan, please take what you give it to you quickly." Xuan said loudly, "I have taken Brother Guan's injury medicine. It's very effective. Even if you are seriously injured and dying, you can save it. This is a good thing."

"As a saying, I'm not polite." Qiao smelled the strange fragrance of the two scents in his hand, and the breath alone made him feel refreshed. So he swallowed without hesitation. Some of the internal injuries he had just suffered suddenly turned into invisible and healed all of them.

"Good medicine, good medicine!" The young master of the Bailing clan praised sincerely, and everyone next to him was very happy.

The reason why Guan Heng gave the other party two-life ointment was to ease the embarrassing atmosphere left behind in the competition just now, because he saw that the Bailing tribe injured the woodcutter because he was hitting him and each looked bad. Guan Heng thought, after all, he had to go to Guling Gorge for a while and try to avoid secretly rifting with these people.
Chapter completed!