Fantasy: The group leader of the opening system, the queen of counterattack!

Teng Tribe.

The largest earthen house, which is used to entertain distinguished guests.

Under the leadership of Mo, Ye Lang entered inside.

at this time.

Inside the earthen house, patriarch Teng and the high priest were there.

Ze and two seventh-rank fighters acted as guards, guarding the door.

Ye Lang nodded at them, indicating that they did a good job.

In today's Teng Tribe, there has long been no voice of dissatisfaction. After Ye Lang's suggestion to the patriarch, the internal group has become obedient.

"Ye Lang, you're here."

When the patriarch saw Ye Lang coming in, he seemed relieved, and quickly got up to greet him.

Then pointing to a middle-aged man in a fur coat sitting opposite him, he introduced:

"This is a strong man from the Yu tribe."

"This is the number one warrior of our Teng tribe, Ye Lang."

Ye Lang looked along his fingers, and took a few glances at the Wu clan of the You tribe.

"You are Ye Lang?"

"I heard that you had a fight with that old guy from the Water Tribe, and it was a draw?"

The middle-aged You Tribe's tone was quite arrogant, as if he didn't take Chief Shui seriously.

There is no respect for Ye Lang.

Ye Lang sneered in his heart, it seemed that the visitor was not kind.

"I don't know if you came to our Teng tribe, what advice do you have?"

Ye Lang didn't answer his question at all, sat down next to Patriarch Teng, and greeted the high priest before asking.

His attitude made the middle-aged man in the fur coat feel a little dissatisfied.

"Humph."

"Our patriarch sent me to be an envoy to let your Teng tribe belong to the Yu tribe alliance."

"During the tribal conflict, everything will be arranged by our Yu tribe."

He snorted coldly and said.

When Ye Lang heard this, he suddenly felt that this guy had some problem with his mind.

With such an aggressive tone, you want them to be younger brothers in the Teng tribe?
"What kind of alliance, I have never heard of the tribal disputes in the past."

Ye Lang refrained from having a fit for the time being, but he had already made up his mind that he must beat this old boy up hard later.

He pretended to be in front of Ye Lang, and didn't even look at whether he had the strength.

You tribe is strong, but now he doesn't have the slightest fear.

"It didn't exist before, but this time it does."

"You have just become a large tribe, what do you ask so many?"

"Hurry up and sign this contract. I don't want to stay in this place where the birds don't shit."

The middle-aged fur man became more and more arrogant as he talked, took out a piece of animal skin and threw it in front of Ye Lang.

The faces of Patriarch Teng and the high priest were a bit ugly.

If it weren't for the You Tribe's reputation, they couldn't help but explode.

Ye Langpi sneered, picked up the animal skin and looked at it.

It says that if you join the alliance, you will gain the friendship of the Yu tribe.

But in the tribal battle, the fighters of one's own tribe must deliberately lose when facing the fighters of the You tribe.

"What kind of operation is this? With the strength of the You tribe, you shouldn't be so unconfident, right?"

"Or, is there some secret behind it that I don't know?"

Ye Lang thought to himself.

But no matter what kind of secret it is, it is impossible for him to join the upper bird alliance.

It seems inevitable to offend the You tribe.

Tear!

Ye Lang suddenly tore the animal skin in half and threw it on the ground.

"I'll sign your mother!"

His voice was cold, and he spit out a few words.

The middle-aged man in the fur coat hadn't realized the seriousness of the matter at this time, and immediately became furious when he saw this.

"You are looking for death, you dare to tear up the contract given by the patriarch."

"You still dare to scold me, do you know who I am!"

"You Teng tribe, looking for death..."

boom!
He was jumping and cursing, when a fist suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

The terrifying physical force exploded and bombarded his face.

"what!"

The middle-aged man in the fur coat let out a scream, and flew upside down out of the earth house.

Ye Lang's figure flashed and followed.

Raising his fist, he gave the big man a brutal and inhuman beating.

With the strength of this big man at the beginning of the eighth stage, Ye Lang's tactics are useless, and he can completely defeat him.

The big man wanted to resist at first, but the more he resisted, the harder Ye Lang beat him.

After a while, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, blood flowed horizontally, and he wailed on the ground begging for mercy.

After watching the whole process, Ze and the two seventh-rank fighters felt extremely refreshed.

Both the patriarch and the high priest felt relieved.

But this person is the envoy of You Tribe after all, and the patriarch couldn't help calling Ye Lang to stop.

Afraid he was really killed.

"Damn it, you are an eighth-level, and you dare to come to me to pretend to be aggressive, who gave you the courage!"

"Is Liang Jingru?"

Ye Lang stopped beating him violently, and just slapped the middle-aged man's mouth left and right with the soles of his feet.

The mouth was beaten into a sausage mouth, which was extremely miserable.

Hearing the patriarch's words, Ye Lang stopped and beckoned to Ze.

"Throw it out."

"Yes."

Ze nodded in response, dragged his middle age and left.

The patriarch was still a little worried and asked:

"After all, he is from the You Tribe, so nothing will happen?"

Although it has become a large tribe, the patriarch is still a little cautious.

Especially facing the You tribe standing at the peak of the Eastern Region.

Ye Lang waved his hand indifferently:

"Patriarch, don't worry if you are old."

"You Buqiang is good, but since I dare to make a move, I won't be afraid of revenge."

"Son, you are the pride of the Teng Tribe, and I support you."

"Whatever you want to do, just let go and do it."

The high priest came over and looked at Ye Lang with relief.

Seeing that neither of them were worried, the patriarch felt relieved a little.

In Ye Lang's eyes, this incident can only be regarded as a small episode.

He didn't take it too seriously.

After the middle-aged man in the fur coat was beaten and left, nothing happened to the Teng tribe.

In the following period of time, Ye Lang talked in detail about the tribal dispute with He Ze and the two seventh-level fighters.

Give each of them a batch of one-shot into the soul.

Now he is not too afraid of this hidden weapon, and Ze and the others are more trustworthy.

The three of them are needed for the tribal conflict. To participate in the battles of the seventh and eighth ranks, they should be equipped with hidden weapons.

"Our tribal background is still young, and we are the only four participating in tribal disputes."

"But don't be afraid, as long as the four of us win all the time, we can also get the qualification to worship the ancestors."

Ye Lang said to the three of them.

After hearing this, the three of them were all a little excited and looking forward to it.

They have tested the power of the soul, and they have a lot of confidence in the upcoming tribal conflict.

In the blink of an eye, half a year passed again.

Outside the Teng tribe, heavy snow fell, and the ground was covered with silver.

Ye Lang took Ze and two seventh-rank fighters to say goodbye to the members of the Teng tribe.

"Come on!"

All the witches of the Teng tribe looked at them expectantly.

This is the first time the Teng tribe has participated in the tribal war, and everyone has an inexplicable sense of honor.

"gone."

Ye Lang waved his hand, led the three of them, and disappeared into the heavy snow.