Guo Huai took his time and swatted away with his palm again. This palm looked ordinary, without any fancy skills.
However, when his palm collided with Manglai's power of law in the air, a loud noise was made, resounding like thunder throughout the world.
The surrounding air was instantly distorted, forming a huge energy vortex. Xiao Huangying and other onlookers moved away from each other for fear of being affected.
Their faces were full of fear and worry as they watched Manglai's figure fly backwards like a broken kite at a faster speed than the last time.
Manglai's master Pang Fei's face was so gloomy that he could drip water. His lips were pursed tightly, and a burst of immortal power quickly shot out, catching his unconscious apprentice.
His eyes were full of concern and worry. He knew that the injuries suffered by Manglai this time were not trivial. If not treated in time, his life might be in danger.
Pang Fei held Manglai in his arms and quickly stuffed a healing elixir into his mouth. He looked at Guo Huai in the sky with evil eyes, wishing to eat him alive.
The people of the Elk tribe couldn't help but cheer loudly when they saw how easily Guo Huai flew away with his palms.
"Guo Huai wins!"
"I'm not dazzled! We really won!"
"Mang Lei is so powerful, but he was knocked unconscious by Guo Huai's two palms."
"This does not mean that Guo Huai is more powerful."
Chief Langpu and Hu Qing next to him looked at each other with joy on their faces. He had no hope, but Guo Huai gave them a big surprise.
Guo Huai actually won so easily.
"Guo Huai, come here!"
Chief Langpu was overjoyed and generously rewarded him: "No, this is a hundred thousand immortal stones as a reward for you. You performed really well this time."
Guo Huai took the ring and said calmly: "Thank you, patriarch, for coming!"
Guo Huai turned around and returned to the crowd. The tribesmen looked at him with pleasant expressions and admiration on their faces.
"Guo Huai, you are so powerful. But you hide it so deeply that you have made me worry about you for so long." Xiao Huangying had a happy face but complained.
"Didn't I tell you, can I really do it? It's just because you don't believe it." Guo Huai said with a smile.
"call!"
A black figure crossed the sky and came to the middle of the battlefield. This person was Pang Fei, the knife catcher.
He stood there as if death were coming, and the air around him seemed to freeze. His eyes were cold and full of murderous intent, making people shudder. The long knife in his hand shone with cold light, as if he was ready to harvest life at any time.
When the two Golden Immortal monks from the Elk Tribe saw Pang Fei's arrival, fear surged in their hearts. They know that this knife catcher is a very powerful character, and his knife skills are superb and unmatched.
Patriarch Langpu took a deep breath and said bravely: "Brother Hu, please hold the line for me. I will go meet this Pang Fei and see if the knife catcher is really that powerful."
Hu Qing nodded and said: "Be careful. The most you can do is admit defeat, but don't lose your life."
Lang Pu flew into the sky and confronted the knife hunter Pang Fei in the air.
When Pang Fei saw Chief Langpu flying up, he raised the corners of his mouth slightly and showed a disdainful smile. He thought to himself: "The Golden Immortal of the Elk Tribe is nothing more than this. It seems that he can easily complete the task today."
Pang Fei swung the long knife in his hand, and a sharp sword energy slashed towards the Langpu clan leader.
Chief Langpu was shocked when he saw the sword energy coming, and quickly swung his sword to resist.
However, he found that his strength was simply not comparable to Pang Fei's. Pang Fei's sword energy was like a mountain weighing down on him, making him unable to breathe. His arm felt sore and numb, and the long sword in his hand almost fell out of his hand.
At this moment, Hu Qing also flew to the side of the Langpu clan leader. He saw that the situation of the Langpu patriarch was critical and quickly came to help.
"Rump, let me help you!"
Hu Qing roared, and the spear in his hand turned into a golden light and stabbed Pang Fei.
When Pang Fei saw Hu Qing's spear coming, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. He did not expect that Hu Qing would ignore his identity as the commander of the garrison and come to fight him. He quickly ducked sideways and slashed at Hu Qing with the long knife in his hand.
Hu Qing was shocked when he saw Pang Fei's sharp sword coming towards him, and quickly waved his gun to resist. However, he found that his strength was simply not comparable to Pang Fei's. Pang Fei's sword energy was like a bolt of lightning, instantly breaking through Hu Qing's defense and stabbing towards his chest.
Hu Qing was horrified. He didn't expect that he couldn't even withstand the knife of the swordsman Pang Fei. He suddenly threw the spear in his hand and turned into a golden puppet with a ferocious face to meet the opponent's sword.
"puff!"
The golden puppet seemed to be like a piece of paper, instantly shattered into pieces and dissipated in the blink of an eye.
Hu Qing felt a sharp pain, his vision went dark, and he fell to the ground. Although the golden puppet blocked most of the damage, Hu Qing was still seriously injured.
When Lang Pu saw Hu Qing fall, his heart ached. He took the opportunity to kill Pang Fei with all his strength. The long sword in his hand was brilliant and he killed with an indomitable momentum.
"puff!"
A trace of disdain flashed in Pang Fei's eyes, and a sharp sword energy flashed from the long sword in his hand, instantly shattering the long sword in Lang Pu's hand. Lang Pu flew out covered in blood and fell not far from Hu Qing.
Pang Fei glanced at Lang Pu and Hu Qing and mocked: "Are you still fighting?"
Lang Pu and Hu Qing stood up supporting each other, looking lonely. Lang Pu muttered: "I give up. Our Elk Tribe is willing to hand over half of the Crystal Elk."
"Half?" Pang Fei said coldly: "It's not half now, I want all of you."
"All the elk have been given to you, how will tens of thousands of us people live in the future?" Chief Langpu said angrily. You must know that the fetal scent of crystal elk is the best spice for refining elixirs, and it has been the tribe's main income since the beginning.
To hand them all over would be to cut off the clan’s future cultivation resources, which no one could bear.
"Don't hand it over? Then you will die!"
Pang Fei's eyes turned cold, and the long sword in his hand exploded with light, and the sword energy with the power of death swept away, trying to kill Lang Pu and Hu Qing.
"call out!"
A black light flew quickly, intercepting the killing sword energy.
"Huh? There are still experts? Who is it? Come out!" Pang Fei's cold eyes quickly swept through the crowd of the Elk Tribe.
"Did you go a little too far!"
Guo Huai flew out from the crowd, his head flying.
"It turns out it's you! You just used a trick to injure my disciple, and now you come out to intervene again. You, a little Xuanxian monk, don't want to live too long!"
Pang Fei always felt that Guo Huai was hiding his strength. He seemed a little unpredictable and deliberately used words to test.
"You have no control over how long my life is." Guo Huai said calmly: "But how long your life is, I said it should be able to count."
"Huh?" Pang Fei's expression changed. At this time, he was sure that Guo Huai was a master who pretended to be a pig and eat the tiger. This person must have the strength of a golden immortal, and he must not be weaker than himself.
