The crazy prince of Daqin was married to the Yinyang family at the beginning

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Fusu held them in a stalemate for half an hour with coercion.

Seeing that the foreheads of the clansmen who were forming the formation were sweating non-stop, they withdrew their hands.

"I'm here to discuss things, not to kill people. Don't force me."

The patriarch said with a cold face, "Are you looking to discuss things?"

"Just put me in a dungeon when I come up, is this your way of hospitality?"

"Hmph, we don't welcome you Chinese people."

Fusu raised his eyebrows.

Could it be that other Chinese people have been here?

Otherwise, how could there be such great hostility.

"I see that your appearance is similar to that of the Huaxia people. It doesn't look like the authentic blood of the foreigners in the north. How can you reject the Huaxia people so much?"

But what the patriarch responded to Fusu was his attack.

Fusu was speechless for a while.

It seems that the other party has been unable to discuss things properly.

You have to let the other party know how powerful you are.

With a flash, Fusu came to the back of the patriarch and still kicked the patriarch on the back.

He could clearly feel that the other party was aware of his attack and deliberately let him kick it.

"boom!"

The patriarch was kicked vigorously by Fu Su Sancheng, but he didn't move at all.

"interesting."

Among this group of people, I finally met someone who could fight.

Fusu quickly distanced himself from the other party, and asked, "This patriarch, what's your name?"

"Xiashan."

"Go down the mountain?"

Fusu frowned.

There are others with that name.

"Xia in the Xia Dynasty, a mountain as immovable as a mountain."

Fusu was even more surprised by his explanation.

He actually knew Xia Chao.

"Patriarch Xia Shan, I really admire your defensive power."

"Hmph, I didn't hurt you, it's because I'm not strong enough. If our elders came, you would have died long ago."

Fusu was amazed, could their elders be more powerful than the patriarch?

"Then go and call your elders."

Fusu Wucheng kicked Xia Shan away with a powerful kick.

Chapter 320 Xuanwu Clan Saintess Xia Shuang

The members of the Xuanwu clan looked at their patriarch with disbelief.

Their patriarch used to call himself immovable as a mountain.

Even if it is the Great Elder of the clan, it is impossible to kick him out with a full blow.

Unexpectedly, this young man was able to kick the patriarch away with one kick.

And it still looks so easy.

"Stop hurting my daddy!"

At this moment, a girl in a water-blue skirt walked over with more than ten young women.

"Four Elephant Sword Formation!"

hula.

Sixteen women surrounded Fusu in the middle.

Fusu shook his head.

Pulling out the Vulcan sword, he looked around vigilantly.

The murderous aura emanating from the Four Elephant Sword Formation surprised him a bit.

His strength has surpassed that of Xia Shan.

It seems that the Xuanwu tribe still has some real skills.

"A sword with such a strong fire element, you belong to the Suzaku clan?"

The glamorous girl stared at the sword in Fusu's hand with a serious expression on her face.

"Yes, I belong to the Suzaku clan."

At this moment, the sword in Fusu's hand suddenly turned into a human.

Yan Lingji blinked at Fusu, and then suddenly there was a fireball in her hand.

The glamorous girl hurriedly took two steps back, and asked with a vigilant look: "Why did you come here to make trouble?"

Fusu smiled.

It turned out to be afraid of fire.

I just don't know if Yan Lingji can hurt them.

"Yan Lingji, let them experience our hospitality first."

As soon as Yan Lingji raised her hand, the surroundings instantly burst into flames.

The women holding the swords were so frightened that they quickly retreated to a place out of the fire's reach.

"Get up and invite the people from the Elder Hall."

The girl let out a soft drink, and then the sword in her hand suddenly condensed into a layer of frost.

She inserted the sword into the ground, with the sword as the center, the frost quickly spread around.

But Yan Lingji's fire was still burning very hot.

Her ice couldn't get close to the flame at all.

"You are not strong enough."

Yan Lingji looked at her with a mocking face.

"Hmph, don't be too proud, this is the territory of our Xuanwu clan."

She improved her skills here, and Bingshuang slowly climbed up the flames.

In less than ten breaths, the frost surrounded the flames.

Fusu was amazed.

Judging from the thickness of the frost, it was no more than a finger thick at most, and it was able to block Yan Lingji's flames.

Yan Lingji said: "The talent is not bad, and she knows how to use the surrounding water elements."

She waved her hand, and those flames all disappeared.

"Let me test your sword skills."

The Vulcan sword suddenly appeared in Yan Lingji's hand, and she rushed forward with the sword.

"stop!"

A vigorous and powerful voice sounded, followed by an ice wall between Yan Lingji and the beautiful girl.

"return!"

Fusu hastily called Yan Lingji back.

An old man walked slowly in the distance.

Judging from the breath exuding from the body.

The opponent's strength has reached the level of a semi-holy.

Yan Lingji is by no means his opponent.

"It's the second-generation elder, the ancestor of Xia Wu."

The members of the Xuanwu clan fell to their knees one after another.

Salute to Xia Wuxing.

"Get up."

The girl ran up to Xia Wu and said excitedly: "Elder Wu, are you done with retreat?"

"Shuang'er, why hasn't your skill improved at all?"

"It's the elder, your skill is too deep, you can't see my progress."

"Hmph, even a small fire spirit can't defeat you. If you meet a saint from the Suzaku clan, you might not be ashes left."

"what?"

Shuang'er looked at Yan Lingji in surprise.

She is not from the Suzaku Clan?

"Elder, isn't she from the Suzaku clan?"

Xia Wu tapped her forehead with his finger.

Shuang'er was taken aback.

Immediately understood.

Yan Lingji doesn't have the Suzaku clan mark on her forehead.

And the hair is not right, the hair of the Suzaku tribe is all red.

Xia Wu came to Fusu's side and said, "We Xuanwu people don't care about world affairs, so we don't know why the prince of Daqin came to us?"

Fusu could feel it.

Although the tone of the other party is very peaceful.

But there is a hint of arrogance in it.

A tribe like them has existed far longer than a country.

And it is still a tribe of cultivating immortals.

They simply look down on these civilians.

If it wasn't for his own strength, the opponent would be afraid.

I'm afraid I can't use this old man to come out.

He became a corpse himself.

"Originally, I was just curious and wanted to know about the situation of the Xuanwu tribe, but now, I have a question. Have any Chinese people been here recently?"

Xia Wu looked at Shuang'er and said, "Shuang'er, go and get your father back."

"promise!"

The girl glared at Yan Lingji and Fu Su, and then left with her.

"You two, please come with me!"

Yan Lingji said with a cold face: "I don't like dark and humid places."