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Chapter 1803 Dark Demon Race

"Aowuwuwuwu-" When he said it, he was soon, and the six roaring ghosts instantly formed a barrier, blocking the half-purple punch: "Bang!"

"Ba." At the same time, Guan Heng had already grabbed the middle-aged man's neck voice. The person who had just punched him immediately shouted: "Brother, I have something to say, don't hurt my brother's life."

"Hmph, what else can I say?" Guan Heng said coldly: "You guys' accomplices just sneak attacked me first, and now they dare to attack us. I have never forgotten these things."

"Wait, we waited for the 'Dark Demon Clan' to arrive here this morning and didn't go anywhere else." The demon clan wearing white tiger skin armor shouted: "There must be some misunderstandings in this."

"Misunderstanding? I think this is your trick." Ruotao said angrily next to him: "Those who pushed the huge rocks on the hill and attacked us were all wearing old leather armor and blue belts tied around their waists. They were exactly the same as you. Sisters, I was right?"

Qing Huang nodded and said, "Well, that's true."

"That's right, they almost killed the slap." Xiao Hei shook his fists and said, "Brother-in-law, you should teach these bad guys a lesson."

"Hey, did you hear it? Since he is an enemy, it means that he is not unfair to die in my hands." As soon as Guan Heng finished speaking, he suddenly closed his five fingers, pinching the middle-aged man's neck and throat clattered.

In an instant, the middle-aged man had difficulty breathing, his eyes were bulging, and the dark haze of death enveloped his head. The guy struggled and shouted, "Brother, save me..."

"Damn it, let go of my brother, otherwise the patriarch of my Dark Demon Clan, "Xu Kun" would never give up with you!!" Hu Kun, wearing white tiger leather armor, suddenly roared and was about to pounce on his body, but the six ghosts had completely surrounded him.

Guan Heng sneered, "Come up, I can guarantee that if you take three steps, I will make this guy die. Humph, since you dare to plot against us, you should think of the consequences."

"No, no, we didn't attack..." The middle-aged man who was strangled his neck so much that tears were almost falling out. He moaned with grievance: "I just... want to chase the elephant in the square ash."

"Square-inch gray elephant?" Guan Heng and others heard what this person said, their hearts moved, and then looked at the little beast that was pinching in Xiao Hei's hand.

"Hmph, no matter what, your man attacked us with a rolling stone in a narrow valley several miles outside the Zangxiang Gorge. This is definitely not an unfair person." Guan Heng said with a deep face at this time: "Otherwise, how do you plan to explain the same thing as those people dress like yours?"

After hearing his words, the troupe of the Dark Demon Clan suddenly remembered something in his mind. He immediately shouted: "Hero, there are several traitors in this clan who have recently escaped, and their clothes are indeed the same as ours."

At this point, he paused a little and continued to say, "Maybe, maybe, those people are the guys who sneaked into you and have nothing to do with us."

When Guan Heng heard this, he held the prisoner's five fingers and slowly relaxed, and felt thoughtful.

At this time, the middle-aged man felt a little less pressure and immediately struggled to speak: "Yes... what my brother said is the fact. Those traitors were bewitched and rebelled from the Dark Demon Clan, which had no relationship with us. Hero, I apologize to you for the previous recklessness, just ask you, yes, can, and can spare me."

In desperation, this man had already started begging for mercy, and his tone was not as fake as if he was fake. Guan Heng nodded, let go of his neck and then said, "Are you the Dark Demon Clan? Where is the territory of the clan?"

When Hao Kun saw the six ghosts who stopped him retreating to Guan Heng, he breathed a sigh of relief. He said, "Hero, our home is west of the Yishui Demon Clan. It is a sparsely populated tribe. Except for the Yishui Demon Clan, few people know about our existence. Today is a misunderstanding. Please forgive me."

Guan Heng and the six ghosts have enough strength to destroy a small tribe in a wave, so this number Kun kept saying good things, for fear of angering Guan Heng, which would be detrimental to him and his brothers.

Although he has the skills of a semi-purple realm, he speaks timidly, unlike the extremely vicious people, and there is no need to kill him.

So Guan Heng looked slightly and said, "Okay, since it's a misunderstanding, then you can leave."

"Yes, thank you for your magnanimity." Hao Kun said as he clasped his fists, he wanted to leave with his brothers and several injured tribe members, but Guan Heng suddenly said, "Wait, stay."

As soon as he said this, Brother Kun was so scared that his bodies trembled slightly. He quickly turned his head and looked at each other with a little horror, thinking that Guan Heng was going to change his mind.

But Guan Heng just asked at this time: "What did the defectors you mentioned leave the Dark Demon Clan? It's not that I want to know your internal secrets, but that the group of people have attacked me once. I must have some understanding of the enemy and be prepared for it."

"Uh. This makes sense..." Hao Kun's heart moved, but his middle-aged brother was afraid of the night and dreaming too much, so he hurriedly said: "Brother, since we ask, let's not tell the truth. We don't have to take the risk of offending people for those traitors."

"Well, Hao Ping is right." Hao Kun nodded and strode to Guan Heng not far: "Hero, since you ask, I'll tell me, that was a few days ago..."

The Dark Demon Clan is a small tribe that is good at hunting gray-haired demon rats and flower-tailed demon crows. Their living place is located at the end of the deep mountains and forests. Few outsiders come, but not long ago, an uninvited guest came.

The man claimed to be lost and wanted to stay in the Dark Demon Clan, but he always had a bronze fake face and refused to show his true face.

He claimed to the outside world that it was because the fire destroyed his appearance and was afraid of scaring others. Although the Dark Demon Clan rarely interacted with the outside world, he was more hospitable, so he left the man who called himself "Balon" to live.

After staying in the territory of the Dark Demon Clan for two days, I didn’t know what kind of sweet words this Baron used to force and induce, and let more than a dozen Dark Demon Clan members be their subordinates, and then found the Dark Demon Clan’s treasure house, destroyed the gate, and ransacked it.

Speaking of this, the clan leader's brother, the clan leader, clenched his fists and creaked. He stared with red eyes and said, "It's a pity that Baron and those traitors also have blood feuds with us. I had four brothers, and they were all slaughtered by them when I was guarding the treasure house of our clan."

"Oh... When that Baron came to the tribe to stay, I felt that this person was full of evil aura. He originally wanted to keep him out, but he was a tricky guy in the Purple Qi Realm. If he really started, no one in the tribe would be his opponent, so I let him stay."

Hao Kun sighed at this time, his face full of grief: "I didn't expect that because of this, my brothers and tribe members were killed."

At this moment, Guan Heng asked, "Does the guy named Baron and those traitors have specific names and appearance characteristics?"
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