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Chapter 671: Demonic Spirits Causing Trouble

The main tent of the Shuofeng tribe.

The chiefs of the seventeen tribes gathered together and sat down. Xiaotao and Wei'er were also sitting among them, but Xiaotao's expression looked unnatural.

The ones sitting in the main seat were naturally Shuofeng and Yan.

The chief of the Shuofeng tribe was in high spirits.

"Everyone, just wait for my son Shuo Fengci to capture the evil spirit, and we will try him in public."

"As long as he is really a spy of the Great Zhou Army, we will kill him and sacrifice him to the flag."

Shuofeng Heyan was smiling.

Killing the evil spirit would kill two birds with one stone.

Even if the demon spirit denies it tonight, he has to kill it.

Even if the demon spirit is powerful, what does it matter? He sent the tribe's strongest warrior, his son Shuofengci, over there tonight, along with more than 30 warriors.

No matter how powerful the demon spirit was, it could not defeat his son and more than thirty warriors.

"Everyone, just wait for good news." Shuofeng Heyan said with a confident expression.

The clan leaders below have just heard about the spy.

They have suffered heavy losses in recent days and are already heartbroken. Naturally, they will not let the person who vent their anger on them tonight go.

Therefore, everyone watched the evil spirit with their eyes and prepared to kill it to vent their anger.

Xiao Tao looked grim, guessing that the evil spirit might not be able to escape this disaster.

Only Wei'er looked normal, and she was always looking at Shufeng and Yan's old faces.

"Report!!!"

A warrior from the Shuofeng tribe suddenly rushed in in a panic.

"Clan leader, it's not good!"

"The young clan leader intended to capture Mo Lin, but he was defeated and beaten half to death by the other party. Now Mo Lin is coming this way."

Shuofeng and Yan spat out the wine, widened their eyes, pointed at the warrior, and trembled for a long time.

He sent his son, the strongest warrior in the tribe, and more than thirty other warriors with him. Even so, he still couldn't defeat Mo Lin?

"Impossible, impossible!"

"My son is invincible in the world, how could he be defeated by Mo Lin?"

"what?"

"So is Mo Lin a human or a ghost? Ah? Is he a human or a ghost?"

The clan leaders were also frightened.

He faced more than thirty people alone and beat Shufengci, the first warrior and young patriarch of the Shufeng tribe, half to death.

How awesome is that.

Wei'er gave a mysterious smile and slowly put her left hand into the sleeve of her right hand.

At this moment, a foot stepped in from outside the tent. The person calmly ignored everything and kicked the warrior who came in to report the news to the ground.

"You idiot son, get out of my way."

"You're blocking your father's way. Can't you fucking see?"

The demon spirit dragged the half-dead Shuo Fengci in his right hand, and walked in calmly without even looking at the other people in the tent.

"You are very brave, old man."

The evil spirit slowly came to five meters in front of Shufeng and Yan, and looked at Shufeng and Yan coldly with murderous intent.

Shuofeng and Yan were shocked, frightened and angry.

He had been the chief of the Shuofeng tribe for so many years, but he had never been humiliated like this.

But the demon spirit held Shuofengci in one hand, ignored his majesty, and looked at him with contempt.

It's as if he is just a pile of stinky dog ​​shit on the side of the road, never to be seen on the stage.

"Ever since I arrived at your Shuofeng tribe, you have insulted me time and again. Do you really think that I, Mo Lin, am easy to bully?"

"Over the years, I have followed my brothers in battles all over the country and have never been afraid of anyone. Even the officials of the Great Zhou are nothing but trash that I can kill at will."

"You people think I'm easy to bully, and you want my head, Mo Lin? Then come on, let me see how many lives you have that are enough for me, Mo Lin, to kill!"

The evil spirit roared, exerted force with his right hand, and threw Shufengci towards Shufeng and Yan.

Shuofeng and Yan widened their eyes in horror.

"what!!!"

Under the influence of huge inertia, Shuofengci's body smashed onto Shuofeng and Yan.

The father and son were smashed together by the evil spirit. After the screams stopped, they could only breathe in but not out.

The evil spirit strode forward, stepped on Shufeng and Yan's low table, used the momentum to push himself up, jumped in front of Shufeng and Yan, and punched them from top to bottom.

"Death!"

All the clan leaders reacted at this moment and stood up.

"Stop, don't hurt Chief Shuofeng!"

"Stop it now!"

"Don't mess around!"

"Don't act rashly, boy!"

However, their roars were doomed to be useless.

The evil spirit punched down, leaving a noticeable groove on Shufeng and Yan's heads.

Shuofengci was obviously close to death, and there was no need for Mo Ling to hit him with another heavy punch. So Mo Ling attacked again, hitting Shuofeng and Yan's heads with three consecutive punches.

Seeing the depressions on Shufeng and Yan's foreheads getting bigger and bigger, all the clan leaders fell silent, not daring to speak to provoke the evil spirit.

You know, if the evil spirit can make Shuofeng and Yan's heads dented with one punch, then it can definitely make their heads dented as well.

They don't want to die in the hands of evil spirits without knowing why.

The evil spirit punched Shufeng and Yan thirty to fifty times viciously, breaking dozens of their bones. Then it put away its fists and looked at the other clan leaders with a sneer.

"I heard that the clan leaders wanted to kill me, Mo Lin, tonight."

"Okay, great!"

"I would like to ask, I came to the Western Regions to avenge my brother, when did I anger you guys to the point that you want to kill me?"

"Does that mean that the lives of all of you are lives, but my life is not a life?"

"Or is it that since your dream of attacking the Great Zhou will never come true, you will not allow my dream to come true?"

The evil spirit was furious and glared at the clan leaders.

These clan leaders, who had always been arrogant and domineering, were frightened by the evil spirits and lowered their heads and remained silent.

They originally came here tonight for the head of the evil spirit, but the instigator, Shufeng and Yan, were beaten to death by the evil spirit, and they were also mocked and ridiculed by the evil spirit. What is this?

Is it their own bad luck?

"You useless bastards, not only can you not defeat the Great Zhou army, but you also want to control the Black Heavenly King in advance. Who do you really think you are?"

Seeing that these clan leaders did not dare to speak, the evil spirit began to provoke them.

"I'm telling you, forget it!"

"As long as I, Mo Lin, am here, you will never be able to control the Heavenly King to achieve your dirty goals!"

"Shuo Fengci told me that after he kills me, he will pass the Heavenly King to your tribes in turn to give birth to heirs, so that you can share the reputation of the Black Heavenly King in the future and occupy Liangzhou!"

"You old bastards dare to covet the Black Heavenly King. I, Mo Lin, will never agree to it!"

Xiao Tao, who was shaking with anger, stood up suddenly and asked tremblingly:

"Melin, what did you say?"

"The chiefs of these tribes want to use me as a tool to have children in turn, in order to gain the reputation of my Black King?"

"This, this, this is so rude!"

The angry Xiao Tao drew her sword, stood up suddenly, and stabbed to death the clan leader closest to her.