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Chapter 560 Southern Frost Crisis(2/2)

The Nanshuang clan also responded, and the clan members quickly gathered together.

"The Beggar Clan is here. If the Nanshuang clan does not want to be exterminated, please surrender quickly!"

The loud voice resounded in the ears of every Nanshuang tribesman.

Beggars gang?

The Nanshuang people who have lived here for a long time naturally don’t know what the Beggar Gang is.

They are also not very aware of the current changes in the outside world.

But they don't want to surrender to these beggars.

"No matter who you are, leave this place immediately and don't disturb the lives of our Nanshuang clan."

The old patriarch stood up and said solemnly.

The two eight-bag elders looked at the old patriarch together, and then they both showed contemptuous smiles.

"You are only at the level of Dan Condensing Realm. If we want to kill you, we can only do it with a snap of our fingers."

The old patriarch's expression changed drastically.

The two eight-bag elders flew into the air.

Tongtian realm!

For the Nanshuang clan, this is absolutely

Right is an irresistible existence.

Moreover, the Nanshuang clan also suffered many casualties during the Fierce Demon Rebellion.

Now that we are recuperating, how can we withstand the devastation of these beggars?

"It seems that we need to kill the chicken to scare the monkeys."

An elder from Eight Bags slowly raised his hand.

Suddenly.

A palm print was made and he came straight towards the old clan leader.

The old patriarch was shocked.

The tribesmen also exclaimed in surprise.

at this time.

A shield flew towards me with a roar.

He stood in front of the old patriarch.

boom!!!

The palm print hit the shield heavily.

But it couldn't damage the shield at all.

"What?"

The expression of the elder Ba Bao changed.

Before he could react.

The sound of breaking wind sounded again.

A spear, like a falling meteor, arrived in front of his eyes in the blink of an eye.

The eight-bag elder tried his best to strike out with a palm.

Want to resist it.

puff!!!

Unfortunately it's of no use.

His chest was directly penetrated by a spear.

"ah!!!"

The screams started and then stopped suddenly.

The elder Babao died tragically on the spot.

The remaining elder Babao and all the disciples of the Beggar Clan were all shocked.

above the ground.

A strong young man stood tall and straight.

The shield and spear all flew into his hands on their own.

"Who are you? How dare you kill me, the elder of the Beggar Clan?"

The still-living elder Babou pointed at the burly young man and shouted angrily.

"The Nanshuang clan is guarded by me, Zhao An."

The sturdy young man said slowly.

"Anyone who dares to hurt my people will die!"

Elder Babou gritted his teeth.
Chapter completed!
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