"snort!"

Liu Zhengyang warmly greeted the strong men of the Qilin clan, but did not get the response he deserved.

All he could hear was a cold snorting from the mouths of many powerful Qilin tribes.

Qi Tianfang couldn't see it and whispered: "A group of rude guys."

Liu Zhengyang was open-minded and smiled indifferently: "It's normal. With the temper of the Qilin tribe, it's not easy for them to bow their heads to us under the pressure of the situation. Can you still expect them to have an attitude? And..."

"And?" Qi Tianfang asked very cooperatively, not knowing whether he really doesn't understand or fake it.

Liu Zhengyang also cooperated and replied: "And, the last time a strong man from the demon race broke into our place of residence, didn't we want to be happy? Then we rode the auspicious clouds and walked around their heads, and it was reasonable that they were unhappy."

After listening to Liu Zhengyang's explanation, Qi Tianfang's face looked much better.

However, Qi Tianfang's face looked good, and the strong men of the Qilin clan looked ugly.

After all, few of the people present were weak, otherwise they would not even have the qualifications to play. With the perception ability of these strong men, even if Liu Zhengyang and Qi Tianfang lowered their voices to communicate, they could hear clearly, let alone Liu Zhengyang and the other two had no concealment at all.

Xiao Duomie swept the fiercely eyed Qilin tribe's powerful men, hugged Liu Zhengyang's hand and said, "Dad, they are all so fierce, they seem to want to eat people."

"Not afraid, if they dare to eat people, we will also roast Qilin meat to eat." Liu Zhengyang said with a smile.

The strong men of the Qilin clan couldn't sit still when they saw Liu Zhengyang and others chatting and laughing.

If they were allowed to talk nonsense in the heart of the Qilin clan, where would their old faces be put?

Moreover, they deliberately waited for Liu Zhengyang and others in the hinterland of the Qilin clan, in order to be on the verge of war, overwhelmed Liu Zhengyang and his group in terms of momentum and gave Liu Zhengyang and his group a warning. Who knew that Liu Zhengyang's "rudeness" would inadvertently smash their little thoughts.

"Master Liu, are you here to negotiate with us? Or are you here to find fault?" A tall kirin came out.

In order to appear more majestic, the Qilin, who walked out with big strides, deliberately walked with very heavy steps. Each step left deep footprints on the ground, and the sound made was as loud as thunder. At the same time, he exuded a very powerful aura, which was far more terrifying than the previous four elders.

Of course, no matter how terrible he is, Liu Zhengyang doesn't take him seriously.

Liu Zhengyang replied lazily: "I have always liked to be polite. What attitude do others treat us? Of course, I also use the attitude to respond. Speaking of which, what is your identity in the Qilin clan? The king of the Qilin clan?"

Liu Zhengyang’s meaning is already very obvious. If you are not the king of the Qilin clan, don’t talk too much.

However, the Qilin who stood up obviously did not have that enlightenment.

"Do you want to fight?" Qilin walked out shouted coldly: "Just with you, no matter how powerful you are, we can drown you with saliva in the territory of the demon clan."

"Then you can try it. I really want to see how you drown the monk with saliva." Liu Zhengyang did not show any weakness.

Because the demon monks around him had no intention of interrupting, Liu Zhengyang and the Qilin started to confront each other.
Chapter completed!