"Who do you think you are?"
Black Treasure raised his head and bared his teeth as he looked at Jiang Tang.
"Hmph!
I am from the Jiang Family of the Middle Continent. Where are you from? "
Jiang Tang sensed an aura that was not weaker than his from Black Treasure's nine dragons. He knew that these nine people were not from the Southern Continent, but they were definitely not from the Southern Continent.
If they were from the Middle Continent, he was unfamiliar with them and did not know them.
"It doesn't matter who we are. What's important is that you want to be a busybody."
Black Treasure continued.
"I don't want to be a busybody. I just want to ask you to do me a favor and let the two from the Ling Family go."
Jiang Tang only had two One-star Battle-Saints with him. He did not want to fight with Black Treasure's nine dragons.
Therefore, he softened his tone.
"Alright!
I'll do you a favor. Take them away! "
Black Treasure waved his hand generously.
Jiang Tang was stunned. He did not expect Black Treasure to be so easygoing. He was even thinking of giving him a gift.
He was delighted and quickly cupped his fists. "Thank you!"
Black Treasure ignored him and returned to Zhang Xing's side with the other eight dragons.
This was not his intention. It was his boss's order.
After all, there were not many humans who could become Saints.
It would be a pity to kill them.
Moreover, after becoming a Saint, Zhang Xing had a feeling that there would be a great war between the Dark Tribe and the humans.
These Saints were the strongest fighting force. Losing one of them was equivalent to helping the Dark Tribe occupy a region.
"I'm Jiang Tang. May I know your name?"
"I'll remember today's favor. I'll return it in the future!"
After Jiang Tang ordered his men to take away the two Patriarchs of the Ling Family, he planned to befriend Zhang Xing.
"Our boss is Zhang Xing. He doesn't like to be disturbed."
Black Treasure said.
"Young friend Zhang Xing, we'll meet again. Goodbye!"
Jiang Tang cupped his fists and left.
Zhang Xing looked at the endless army of martial artists flying across the sky and sighed.
"Where there are people, there will be war. The scale of the war between worlds is larger and bloodier."
As for the caravan and the other cultivators in the sky, no one paid any attention to them.
The Ling family naturally didn't dare to let them lead the way.
Even so, they didn't dare to move recklessly.
"Alright, there's nothing else. You can leave now."
Just as they were hesitating, Zhang Xing's voice rang out.
The crowd was excited and immediately flew down from above.
"Senior, thank you for saving my life!"
The leaders of the caravan immediately fell to their knees.
After that, the other merchants and warriors also knelt down to express their gratitude.
Zhang Xing didn't stop him. Instead, he paused for a moment, nodded, and walked out of the town.
However, at this moment, another group of people flew down from the sky.
"Tsk!
Kid, where are you going? "
A burly man riding a flying magical beast with the body of a lion and the head of a tiger blocked Zhang Xing's path.
The burly man's name was Tyrant Tiger, and he was the eldest disciple of Astral Ape Mountain's Sect Master.
He was in his thirties and looked like a gorilla.
He was quite cruel. When fighting, he could twist off his opponent's limbs, but he wouldn't kill his opponent with a single strike.
His cultivation was half a step into the Saint realm.
He was very famous among the younger generation.
"Sigh!
How annoying. Black Treasure, shut him up. "
Zhang Xing looked annoyed and waved his hand.
Black Treasure received the order and appeared beside Tyrannical Tiger in a flash.
Tyrannical Tiger didn't react and was still looking at Zhang Xing.
However, at this moment, he seemed to see a black shadow in the corner of his eyes.
Just as he was about to turn his head, he felt his vision go black and fell down.