Traveling through the martial arts world

Chapter 331 Huyan Guanyin

Huang Shaolin then used his strength at the level of a terrestrial immortal, and the weapons of all the people from the two tribes flew out of their hands.

After the two tribes that were fighting each other ran out of weapons, they immediately retreated to their own camps. Huang Shaolin pointed his finger at the tribe that had just insulted him without saying a word. In an instant, all the swords flew towards the Western Qiang tribe, and more than 500 people were killed directly.

The people from the other tribe were stunned. They didn't expect this person to be so powerful. The leader of the tribe walked towards Huang Shaolin and bowed.

"My name is Hu Yanping. Thank you for helping my tribe. If you don't mind, please come to my tribe as guests and show us your hospitality!"

Huang Shaolin and the other two found it difficult to refuse this person's invitation. After all, they were not familiar with Beimang, and this was a good opportunity to find out more about the situation.

"Then it's hard work!"

After hearing Huang Shaolin's answer, Huyan Ping excitedly led the way. Not long after, he saw a tribe appearing in front of him, with dozens of yurts located in an orderly manner on the grassland.

"Benefactor, please!"

At this time, all the women in the tribe came out to greet their men. They were surprised to see Huang Shaolin and the other two. Then Huyan Ping explained, and everyone looked at the three with friendly eyes.

Hu Yanping did not go back, but took Huang Shaolin and the other two to the largest felt tent and said to the inside

"Chief, I'm back!"

"It's A Ping, come in!"

An old voice came. After hearing the voice inside, Hu Yanping turned to Huang Shaolin and said

"Benefactor, please come in!"

As the group entered the yurt, they saw a man in his sixties wearing Mongolian clothes sitting on a tiger-skin stool.

"Greetings, Chief. These three are my saviors. They killed the Xiqiang tribe!"

After hearing this, the clan leader stood up happily and walked up to Huang Shaolin and the other two and said,

"I am Huyan Qingyun, the current chief of the Huyan tribe. Thank you three for saving my tribe. Please accept my greetings!"

As he was about to kneel down before the three of them, Huang Shaolin stopped him and asked curiously:

"You are too polite, Chief. We just attacked unintentionally. But don't your tribes all belong to Beimang? Why are you fighting each other?"

"The benefactor is not from Beimang, right? We do belong to Beimang, but each of our tribes has competition and grudges, such as grasslands, cattle and sheep, etc. Only when the empress summons us can we put aside our grudges and unite to face the outside world!"

Huyan Qingyun also gave a brief explanation. Just as he was about to say something, a man suddenly broke into the yurt and said excitedly:

"Father, I heard that my brother is back. How is he?"

The woman who came in was also dressed in Mongolian style, but unlike the people from the Central Plains, she had a wild beauty. Seeing Huang Shaolin and the other two there, she quickly lowered her voice.

"Don't be offended, benefactor. This is my daughter, Huyan Guanyin. I haven't met you yet!"

Huyan Qingyun did not blame the woman, his eyes were full of doting.

"Huyan Guanyin greets the three benefactors!"

After saying that, he stood up and looked at the three people. When he saw Lao Huang, he just ignored him. When he saw Xuanyuan Qingfeng's beauty, he compared it with others. Finally, when he saw Huang Shaolin, he stared at him straight.

Huang Shaolin was also confused by Huyan Guanyin's look, and turned to look at Huyan Qingyun. The old man smiled when he saw his daughter's performance.

"Daughter, my benefactor is a guest, what are you doing? It's so rude!"

Huyan Guanyin also reacted and her face turned red, which stunned Huyan Ping next to her. He thought that his sister was usually carefree, so why was she blushing today?

"It doesn't matter!"

Huang Shaolin also smiled to ease the embarrassment, and Xuanyuan Qingfeng pinched Huang Shaolin lightly and rolled his eyes at him.