Chapter 508: Jiang Fan has become different

"Jiang Fan, do you think you are still the third-level True Yuan Realm powerhouse a year ago, the peerless genius who swept through many eighth-level tribes? Wake up! You are seventeen years old, but your current cultivation level is only at the Pulse Opening Realm. Yae, among the younger generation of our Nebula Tribe, he is considered a top-notch good-for-nothing, so what qualifications do you have now to dare to call yourself Young Master?"

Jiang Hao sneered disdainfully.

Young Master is a respectful title for the future clan leader. In Jiang Hao's view, Jiang Fan, a loser, has no right to call himself Young Master!

Jiang Xuan glanced at it and said calmly: "Then let me ask you, does our Nebula tribe have a new clan leader now?"

Jiang Xuan learned from Jiang Fan's memory that Jiang Fan's grandfather had a cultivation level at the peak of the True Yuan Realm. However, since Jiang Fan's grandfather died, there has been no new clan leader. That's because the Nebula Tribe has four members. These four elders are all masters of the eighth level of the True Yuan Realm. Whoever serves as the new clan leader, the other three will definitely not accept, so now the three of them have been in a stalemate.

The current situation is also very simple. Among these four elders, whoever can break through to the ninth level of the True Yuan Realm first can serve as the new leader of the Nebula Tribe.

But now a year has passed, and no one among the four has been able to break through, so this Nebula tribe still has no clan leader!

Jiang Hao's face froze when he heard this: "This... it's just not yet, but..."

"But what? Since there is no new clan leader yet, then I, Jiang Fan, am still the young master of the Nebula Tribe! If you swarm us now, you are committing a rebellion. The rules of our Nebula Tribe have been passed down for thousands of years, and those who commit a crime are committing a rebellion. , each with a hundred sticks, the second time was to abolish his cultivation, and the third time to be expelled from the tribe, do you want to challenge my tribe’s rules? Do you despise the ancestors? "

Jiang Xuan's eyes were like swords, and every word was piercing his heart.

If his body wasn't too weak at this time, he wouldn't bother to talk nonsense with them. If he didn't agree, he would just kill them.

And when Jiang heard this

Xuan's words, the five people who came forward suddenly turned pale and took a few steps back.

Everyone knows the tribal rules. If you hit them with a hundred sticks, even if you don't die, your skin will be peeled off. Who dares to try it? It's just that Jiang Fan gave up on himself in the past and was already regarded as an object of slaughter. Why did he suddenly die today? Getting tougher?

Is this still the good-for-nothing young master who gives up on himself?

Jiang Tong also raised his head and chest at this moment, and his eyes were full of joy. He had been bullied so much in the past year, and now the young master's words scared everyone so much that they dared not say a word. It seems that the matter about the totem spirit is true. .

At this moment, he even had the thought of wanting those five people to come over and beat him up. Then when he was dying, the totem spirit also took care of him, gave him inheritance, and helped him break through.

But when he thought of the miserable appearance of the young master before, he shuddered, so let's forget it!

"Jiang Fan...you are cruel!"

Jiang Hao finally gritted his teeth and snorted: "Huh, in the tribal competition in three days, you won't be able to run away even if you want to. Then I want to see who can still save you!"

Finally, Jiang Hao and others left here.

"This Jiang Fan seems to have changed!"

"I guess my brain was damaged by Master Jiang Xiong!"

"But he can only be arrogant now. In three days, with his cultivation level, he will definitely die miserably in the competition!"

"I heard that the rules of this competition have also been changed. Among the younger generation, the person who ranks last will be expelled from the tribe!"

"Hmph! I'm really looking forward to this

What does it look like when Jiang Fan is expelled from the tribe! "

…

Everyone shook their heads and laughed sarcastically, then left the place directly.

Jiang Tong said with worry in his eyes: "Young Master, there are only three days left, we..."

"Don't worry, with the guidance of the totem spirit, three days will be enough!"

Jiang Xuan's eyes flashed with light and he said!

…………

Nebula tribe, in the tent of the great elder Jiang Mo.

"Dad, I don't understand, why do you insist on taking Jiang Fan's useless body? Jiang Fan is just a useless body, so what's the use of having his body!"

Jiang Xiong looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with a sturdy back, bronze skin, and two big earrings, and asked.

"Axiong, you don't understand this. Although Jiang Fan has lost his totem bloodline, he is still the genius of the year and the person with the purest totem bloodline power. If we can extract his blood and integrate it into My body will definitely be able to help my father break through his cultivation level. By then, Jiang Mu, Jiang Huo, and Jiang Shui will no longer be my father’s opponents, and then my father will be able to become the new clan leader of the Nebula Tribe!”

Jiang Mo said with a sinister smile on his face.

"Then let me congratulate dad first. Once you ascend to the position of patriarch, that kid will be the young master!"

When Jiang Xiong heard this, he also spoke excitedly.

Jiang Mo immediately smiled and said: "Not only that, when the time comes, my father will also leave some of this blood for you. By then, your cultivation will break through the fifth level of the True Essence Realm, and then others will not be able to compare with it." You, you can also use this to make a splash in the tribal competition!"

Because Jiang Mo only had such a son, he doted on him very much.

"Thank you very much, Dad.

! "

When Jiang Xiong heard this, he was also excited.

But at this moment, a voice came from outside the tent: "Sir!"

When Jiang Mo heard the voice, the smile on his face suddenly turned bright as a chrysanthemum: "Come in!"

But soon he saw Jiang Hao walking in with an ugly expression.

"Jiang Hao, where is Jiang Fan's body? Why didn't you bring it back?"

Jiang Xiong already wanted to devour Jiang Fan's bloodline as quickly as possible, so he said urgently.

Jiang Hao's expression became even more ugly: "Master, this..."

"What happened?"

Jiang Mo suddenly noticed something strange and asked.

"Then Jiang Fan, he's not dead at all!"

Jiang Hao spoke.

"What? He's not dead. How is this possible? When I left, I confirmed that he was already dead!"

Jiang Xiong said with cold eyes.

"Master, this is absolutely true. Jiang Fan is indeed not dead. He just came out of the clan leader's cabin just now. Everyone saw it. I don't dare to lie!"

Jiang Hao saw Jiang Xiong's cold expression and said in a panic.

"this……"

Jiang Xiong's eyes changed drastically, and then he said: "Then since he is not dead, he must be seriously injured. Why don't you guys take action and kill him!"

"Master, you don't know that Jiang Fan's aura is different now!"

Thinking of Jiang Xuan's shout before, Jiang Hao still felt chills all over his body. That look and tone made it seem as if he would die without a burial if he dared to say one more word.

But when did Jiang Fan, that good-for-nothing, become so terrifying, as if one word could determine life or death.