"Then your wish will be fulfilled!" Zhou Jian said coldly, snatching a scimitar and approaching Changdongli like a tiger descending a mountain.

Chang Dongli panicked, not expecting that he would really dare to take action.

Bang!

As soon as he finished speaking, his two guards were kicked to the ground by Zhou Jian.

Seeing this scene, he could no longer reduce the big deal to trivial matters. Du Ye gritted his teeth and chose to help: "Get them all!"

"yes!"

Suddenly, the warriors of the Muda tribe rushed forward, and the two sides fought fiercely.

But the difference in numbers was too great. Soon, the more than 100 people from the Changyue tribe were outnumbered. Some barbarians escorted Changdongli away: "Prince, mount your horse and run!"

"When I come back, I will definitely avenge this, Muda tribe, please remember, we will not stop until death!!" Changdongli mounted the horse and screamed at the top of his lungs.

"Hey, are you sure you can leave?" Zhou Jian's voice sounded like the god of death suddenly.

Chang Dongli was shocked and turned his head sharply. When was the person behind him?

"Hack to death..." He screamed subconsciously, but before he could finish his words, with a bang, his body flew uncontrollably backwards from the horse, hit the ground heavily, and slid for more than ten meters.

.

"ah!"

puff......

He vomited blood and screamed, and his chest felt like it was torn apart.

"Come here, come here!" He shouted, his eyes were frightened, and he realized that his life was in danger, but at this moment, all the one hundred people he brought with him were suppressed or surrounded by the people of the Muda tribe, and they were unable to do anything.

Give a helping hand.

swish swish...

Zhou Jian's powerful steps stepped on the sand, and he approached the fallen Chang Dongli step by step. The scimitar in his hand shone with a dazzling cold light.

Chang Dongli's eyes were frightened, he held his hands up and kept retreating, his forehead covered with cold sweat: "You, what are you going to do? Do you know what the consequences will be if you kill me?"

Zhou Jian was cold: "To knock or not to knock?"

Chang Dongli looked humiliated. Seeing that he was too tough, he looked at Duye and Yueyao: "Are you really going to be so cruel?"

"Du Ye, tell him to stop!"

Du Ye said calmly: "I don't have the qualifications. The entire Muda tribe serves him!"

Hearing this, Changdongli was shocked!

The entire Muda tribe serves him?

"Who are you?" He finally realized that everything was abnormal and how could the Muda tribe protect this young man so much.

"Me? You are not qualified to know my identity yet. Your father still has this chance. Now, knock or not? If you don't knock, you will die!" Zhou Jian spoke concisely and powerfully, and his tall and straight back had already enveloped Chang Dongli.

Chang Dongli was covered in ice, humiliation and anger intertwined, making his fists clenched and banging. As a prince, as an arrogant second generation ancestor, he didn't want to do this!

Kick Kick Kick!

He made a sound when he bit his back teeth, and finally put aside his pride and said hoarsely: "Knock, I knock!"

Bang bang bang!

He kowtowed quickly, his face flushed, for fear of being seen by others.

At this moment, the entire audience was extremely quiet. Everyone looked at this scene in disbelief, especially the people from the Changyue Tribe, whose faces were dull!

"Tsk, tsk, okay, he who knows the current affairs is a hero." Zhou Jian clapped his hands teasingly.

Bang bang bang...
Chapter completed!