Chapter 2050

"Account?"

"Yuan Hu, the chief manager of your three headed tiger clan, was not killed by our sword dragon clan. Why should I give you an explanation?"

Jian Zhentian looked at Yuan Hu, but he was not polite at all.

In Jian Zhentian's view, the fierce tiger was killed, not by his sword dragon people. Why should he bear this responsibility.

"The sword shook the sky. Even if you killed my tiger, you said you wouldn't even give me an explanation?"

Before Yuan Hu spoke, a figure appeared in the void.

Looking at the sword shaking the sky, the man's face was full of anger.

The breath on this person also grew rapidly.

This person is no other than the elder of the three headed tiger clan.

Although the elder was very sad about the death of liehu, for the sake of the overall situation, he also wanted to know if the people of the sword dragon clan could compensate him or give an account.

He also calculate, but Jian Zhentian's words clearly means that he doesn't even want to give an explanation.

This makes the elder's heart, how not angry?

"Elder? Elder is here?"

"When the elder comes, it won't be so simple!"

"The chief executive has always been the pride of the elder. Now that the chief executive has been beheaded, the elder can't give up!"

"I don't think the eldest elder will stop until he gives an account!"

"Our king wants to solve this matter well. The elder is here. It is impossible to solve this matter well!"

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Looking at the figure of the elder, the disciples of the three headed tiger clan instantly burst into flames.

In the eyes of the disciples of the three headed tiger clan, the eldest elder will not give up until he is told.

They looked at the elder, only feeling that the pressure on the elder was terrifying, and their bodies could not help shrinking back.

Some disciples with lower accomplishments turned pale, and their bodies could not help but shrink.

"When the elder comes, this good play is the real beginning!"

Listening to the voices of discussion, Mo Wentian's eyes fell on the elder.

Looking at the elder, Mo Wentian's eyes raised a bright and incomparable light.

"Boss, we should have a good look at this good play!"

Xiao Jiao's figure flashed and fell on Mo Wentian's shoulder, and his face also raised a evil smile.

"Yes!"

Don't ask Tian qingen and nod.

Immediately, don't ask the eyes of heaven and look at the void.

"Elder, don't you wait for the king in the hall? Will the king give you an explanation?"

At this time, a figure flashed and appeared in the void.

Looking at the elder, the king of the three headed tiger clan, his face was obviously unhappy.

The elder doesn't come. He's OK to deal with the king of the sword dragon clan, but it's not so easy for the elder to deal with this matter.

After all, this fierce tiger is not an ordinary existence for the elder.

"Wang, I'd better deal with it myself!"

"What's more, tiger, I should come and see it myself!"

There was a cold flash in the elder's eyes, and his words were not very polite.

"Hum..."

The king of the three headed tiger clan just snorted coldly, and his face was full of displeasure.

But he didn't say anything more, but he was a little dissatisfied with the big elder in his heart.

As the king of the three headed tiger clan, everyone should naturally listen to him. He originally thought that when he said to let the elder stay in the hall, the elder would leave immediately.

Unexpectedly, instead of leaving, the elder stayed here.

"Yuan Hu, it seems that among your three headed tiger clan, your authority is not enough!"

"Hahahaha..."

Looking at this scene, a flash of cold light flashed in the eyes of Jian Zhentian, which raised a trace of evil laughter.

The evil smile of Jian Zhentian fell in Yuan Hu's eyes, especially harsh.

What's more, Jian Zhentian stepped on his face in front of countless three headed tiger disciples and sword dragon disciples.

In an instant, this made Yuan Hu's anger arise spontaneously.

"Wang, this sword is really hateful!"

"He killed the chief manager of our three headed tiger clan. He dared to laugh at you like this without saying it!"

"I have to teach the sword dragon clan a lesson, otherwise he thought there was no one in our three headed tiger clan!"

Listening to the sarcastic words of Jian Zhentian, Yuan Hu had not yet opened his mouth, but the elder volunteered.

His words were full of anger.

For the people of the sword dragon clan, the elder's heart was already full of anger.

He was worried that he couldn't find a chance to fight, but it was reasonable for him to fight like this.

"Buzzing..."

With that, the elder did not hesitate at all. His figure flashed and disappeared in place.

When he reappeared, the figure of the elder appeared behind the sword edge.

"Tiger was killed by you, so it's up to you to repay!"

The cold voice sounded, and the elder punched directly towards the blade.

The cultivation of the elder has reached the late stage of the emperor of heaven. Although his strength is not as terrible as Yuan Hu, it is not impossible for him to kill the sword with his full strength.

"Not good!"

Looking at this scene, the sword shook the heart of the sky, raising a bad premonition.

Subconsciously, the figure of the sword shaking the sky flashed, and was about to block in front of the blade.

But the elder's speed was faster. Before the sword Zhentian blocked the front of the sword, his fist had fallen towards the sword.

"Bang..."

A figure directly flew backward.

"Poof..."

A mouthful of blood spurted directly from the mouth of the sword edge.

The breath on Jian Feng's body fell rapidly, and his face was even paler, with the slightest blood color.

Obviously, the elder's punch did not kill the sword blade, but the sword blade was seriously injured.

If it weren't for the strength of Jian Feng, the big elder's punch just now would be enough to kill Jian Feng.

"Feng ER..."

Looking at this scene, the figure of Jian Zhentian flashed and instantly appeared in front of the blade.

He hugged the sword edge in his arms, and his eyes were full of worry.

"Buzzing..."

The next moment, it seems to think of something. Jian Zhentian's mind moved, and a jade bottle appeared in Jian Zhentian's hand.

"Feng'er, take these pills quickly!"

"This mole ant dares to do so. If I don't kill him today, I won't be the king of the sword dragon clan, nor the father of your sword blade!"

Jian Zhentian put the jade bottle in the hand of Jian Feng.

Immediately, Jian Zhentian's eyes looked directly at the elder.

If the eyes can kill, the elder at the moment doesn't know how many times he has been killed by the eyes of sword Zhentian.

At the same time, the breath on Jian Zhentian's body soared rapidly.

"Zhizhi..."

The clenched fist was even more squeaky.

"Boss, is this sword shocking completely irritated?"

"I think the elder will be killed next!"

Looking at the appearance of Jian Zhentian, a flash of pure light and a deep voice flashed in Xiao Jiao's eyes.

"The elder was killed?"

"The king of the three headed tiger clan is not a decoration!"

The indifferent voice sounded, but Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a cold light.

"Boss, do you mean that the king of the three headed tiger clan will fight?"

Listen to Mo Wentian's words, in Xiao Jiao's eyes, Jing mang soared and subconsciously said.

"That's right!"

"Yuan Hu is not a vegetarian. The chief executive was killed, although he won't shoot at the sword!"

"But the cultivation of the elder has reached the late stage of the emperor of heaven. If the elder is killed, it will be a loss to the whole three headed tiger clan!"

"Yuan Hu can't watch the sword shake the sky and kill the elder!"

Don't ask the sky's eyes, the slightest ray of light passed by.