The most powerful villain in fighting

Chapter 199 The Six Clans Difficult to Oppress the Soul Clan

"Bullshit!"

A Saint Dou of the ancient clan said angrily:
"The Gushas in our clan are all dead! Could it be that you, Hun Qianmo, can get rid of the relationship so easily just because you don't know anything?"

"Don't be so excited. The races represented by all of you here are more or less in that crusade, and lost the most important person, and our soul race is no different." Hun Qianmo said lightly, but with inexplicable pressure.

"My Soul Clan sent out 28 Fighting Saints in that crusade. In the end, there were no bones left by Hun Tianchen. In front of these 28 Fighting Saints, what is your loss? !"

Hun Qianmo's voice, from being flat at the beginning, slowly turned into anger later on.

"Our Soul Clan, this time because of this Hun Tianchen, we are bleeding profusely. You feel distressed, don't we Soul Clan feel distressed? Those are all Saints of Fighting, Saints of Fighting!"

Hun Qianmo slammed down his crutches heavily, his voice full of anger, and he glanced at everyone fiercely.

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the others eased a little.

"Your situation is considered very good. There are still many young people who escaped by Hun Tianchen's hands, but what about our Hun Clan? All the fighting saints sent out were wiped out. What are you arguing about here?"

"You are so capable, why don't you send all the fighting saints out to attack Hun Tianchen?"

Ling Yidao and the others looked around, not knowing what to say.

In terms of results, the Soul Race was indeed the worst.

All the fighting saints sent out were dead. Even the ancient clan couldn't afford such a loss. No wonder Hun Qianmo was so angry.

"Then you deserve it. If you can stop Hun Tianchen's actions in time, your soul clan will still suffer such heavy losses?" Shi Qiang, a tall and rock-like member of the stone clan, said this lightly. .

"It seems that you Shizu are very gloating?" Hun Qianmo faced Shi Qiang with a strange smile.

Beside Shi Qiang, the Dou Sheng strongman with the aura of thunder and lightning in his eyebrows even spoke with a thunderous sound: "Okay, we can understand the loss of the soul clan, but we have to give us an explanation anyway. ? You can’t let the dead die in vain.”

Hun Qianmo looked at the Lei Nu elder who belonged to the Lei Clan, and slowly sank down.

"It seems that all six of you have a problem with my soul clan? It is obvious that my soul clan is the biggest victim!"

"Hey, I'm not all blaming you, but we really want to know, how are you going to deal with Hun Tianchen?"

A hair color is bright red, looks like a young man, is playing with a flame with a faint, vague sense of space illusion, with a cynical smile towards the soul Qian Mo said.

Huo Qianshan of the Yan Clan was once called by the patriarch of the Yan Clan to be a genius with a super fire control ability. He was born in the same era as Hun Qianmo, and in that ancient era, he was also a strong fighter who could intimidate other races .

And he, among this group of old monsters, was the youngest one.

He is the youngest, yet he is on an equal footing with them, which is enough to prove how terrifying his strength is.

Of course, his current appearance looks like a wise fool.

Hun Qianmo looked at the top expert of the Yan Clan and sighed.

"You have all witnessed the strength of Hun Tianchen. Each of our races has sent four-star fighters to encircle and suppress them. Among them, the survivors from Zhongzhou even formed the Tianfu Alliance to attack Hun Tianchen together."

"But what was the final result? Thousands of Dou Zun were wiped out, only a dozen or so three-figure Dou Sheng died, and Hun Tianchen's strength is only nine-star Dou Zun!"

"Nine-star Dou Zun can kill powerful men of the same realm or even above him, and there are such a terrifying number, what can we do with him? Let him accept the clan rules honestly?"

"Stop talking nonsense." Huo Qianshan slowly raised his head to look at Hun Qianmo, "If Hun Tianchen's strength is really as strong as you said, then I do admit that he has this ability, but he is the young man of the Hun Clan. Patriarch, are you sure that he didn't have the help of any fighters?"

"In the final analysis, it is only his followers who are strong, not himself, otherwise how could it be possible to explain that a mere Nine Star Dou Zun can kill so many strong men stronger than him?"

"That's right." The other old monsters agreed with Huo Qianshan's words.

Idiot... Have you ever seen the young patriarch make a move so easily?Hun Qianmo looked at Huo Qianshan like a dead person.

That's right, after all, those who have seen the young patriarch's attack are basically almost dead.

Even if it is what those juniors say, don't be ridiculous, will anyone believe it?
After all, which strong person would believe what a mere junior said.

The Hun Tianchen that a one-star Dousheng said is very strong, super powerful, and he said it to a five-star Dousheng and above, would he think that the latter believed that the Hun Tianchen he said was very strong?

No, their mentality might be that Hun Tianchen is just a junior, so I can do it myself.

This is the so-called prejudice of the strong. In their eyes, the strength that the weak say is not worth a thing in front of them.

On the surface, Hun Qianmo seemed to agree with Huo Qianshan's conjecture, but in fact he kept insulting him as an idiot in his heart, what was the composition of what he said?
I haven't seen it with my own eyes, but based on some rumors I heard, I presumptuously draw conclusions.

I feel high blood pressure.

No wonder the young patriarch asked the old man to say that. At that time, he thought he didn't believe that someone would be fooled, but it turned out that a pig nose really said that.

In this way, the old man is much more relaxed.

"Since that's the case, what else is there to say?" Hun Qianmo said slowly, "We now suspect that there are strong people around the young patriarch, but our Hun clan can't do anything to them, why don't you send some people to kill them yourself? Soul dust?"

Huo Qianshan and the others looked at each other, but stopped talking for a while.

"As soon as you talk about starting hands, you all don't speak." Hun Qianmo sighed again, "We have had a meeting for three years, and during that time, our Hun Clan didn't send people into the sea of ​​blood to try to find Hun Tian Dusty?"

"In the end, either you were struck to death by lightning, or you went in and couldn't come back. It's better for you to hang up by the side and have nothing to do with yourself. Not only did you not contribute, but you also made things difficult for us here and made so-called evaluations ? The so-called need for an explanation?"

"Don't be ridiculous, you can't even understand the seriousness of the situation better than us. In terms of losses alone, even our soul race is more serious than any of your races. What are you screaming here? Show us off of?"

The others didn't speak, but just looked at Hun Qianmo blankly.

"Hmph, this time, it's the last time I come here. For the rest, you can do whatever you want. Anyway, our soul clan will continue to pursue Hun Tianchen's responsibility."

After finishing speaking, Hun Qianmo turned around tremblingly with a cane and left.

"Soul Race, it doesn't look like you're putting on an act." Huo Qianshan rubbed his chin, watching Hun Qianmo leave with clear eyes.

"After all, the soul race lost the most number of fighting saints, which is a real result."

(End of this chapter)