I can bless thousands of magical powers.

Zhang Yuan looked coldly at Daiqin lying on the ground.

This warrior of the Hulan tribe is very powerful, having reached the fifth level, and his physique is above that of his peers.

Not only that, the swordsmanship he displayed was powerful, as fierce and violent as the sandstorm outside the Great Wall!
Unfortunately, this Hulan warrior met Zhang Yuan, who had reached the peak level of the sixth order.

Zhang Yuan's true essence had long been refined into Gangqi, and his cultivation of "Hunyuan Tiangang Zhengfa" was greatly improved, and his "Liuhe Qilin Body" also entered the master level at the same time.

He crushed Daiqin in every aspect. Even without the help of the power of the Divine Nest, he could still pin the opponent to the ground.

Daiqin is completely bringing shame upon himself.

The next moment, Zhang Yuan looked at the knight who had just galloped towards him.

It was Buzzard.

Buzzard pulled the reins to stop his horse, his rough face full of surprise.

He saw Zhang Yuan and Daiqin, who looked like a dead dog a few dozen steps away, and was completely stunned.

Buzzard knew that Zhang Yuan was very strong.

But he was not very clear about how strong Zhang Yuan was, he just had some guesses.

Only now did Buzzard realize that he had completely underestimated Zhang Yuan's strength.

You should know that Daiqin is among the top ten warriors in the Hulan tribe.

Three or five of them combined are no match for Daiqin!

However, in front of Zhang Yuan, Daiqin couldn't even get up.

What a huge gap!
Buzzard couldn't help but take a deep breath, suppressing the fear in his heart, and jumped off his horse.

He strode towards Zhang Yuan, then bowed and said, "Sir Zhang Yuan, how are you?"

If we say that when they first met, Buzzard still had a slight psychological advantage over Zhang Yuan.

Now, his heart is filled with awe.

Reverence for the strong!

"It's not easy to see you..."

Zhang Yuan smiled and said, "Brother Buzzard, how are you these days?"

brother?

Buzzard was delighted and quickly replied, "I'm fine. I just heard that you came to see me. I didn't expect..."

He had no idea that Zhang Yuan had come to Nacuoda. It was only when Elder Bilige sent someone to deliver the message that he learned about the situation.

So Buzzard hurried over to look for Zhang Yuan, and just happened to see the latter knocking Daiqin away.

He was very thankful that things had not gotten out of control yet.

Because Daiqin had just woken up and was struggling to get up.

Apparently nothing serious.

Buzzard knew very well that Zhang Yuan was most likely showing mercy.

"Buzzard!"

At this moment, Daiqin shook his head and roared loudly: "How dare you collude with foreign enemies!"

The face of this grassland warrior turned purple and red, his expression was distorted and extremely hideous, and he was obviously extremely angry.

He rushed towards Zhang Yuan and Buzzard with his fists clenched, ready to fight to the death.

Daiqin's men suddenly woke up as if from a dream and surrounded him with weapons in hand.

The atmosphere at the scene became tense again!
"Daqin!"

Buzzard was almost pissed off by this guy who only had muscles. He couldn't help but yelled, "Mr. Zhang Yuan is a friend of our Hulan tribe and a distinguished guest of my master. Do you dare to try again?"

In terms of strength and cultivation, he was far inferior to Daiqin. But in terms of background and even bloodline, Buzzard was superior to Daiqin.

Daiqin paused and his face became extremely gloomy.

Just now, Zhang Yuan made a big fool of himself and the tribal warrior lost all his face.

He wished he could skin Zhang Yuan alive, pull out his tendons, and then cut him into pieces in order to wash away the shame on his body!

But the problem is that Buzzard stepped in to block the way, and Daiqin couldn't do whatever he wanted.

And he had no confidence at all that he could defeat Zhang Yuan.

Even with all his subordinates, it won’t work!

"You wait!"

Daiqin finally swallowed his anger, said some stiff polite words, and left with his men.

Buzzard snorted coldly, then smiled broadly at Zhang Yuan: "Sir Zhang Yuan, it's a mess here, why don't you go to my house in the city first and let me report to the master?"

Zhang Yuan is so powerful that he must explain this matter clearly to the master.

As for the subsequent reception or anything else, it will naturally be decided by the host!
However, what Buzzard did not expect was that Zhang Yuan shook his head and replied in a dull tone: "Forget it, I am fine living here. I will go back after watching the Segut Conference."

He came to Nachoda on a whim and was somewhat interested in the Saigut Conference.

As for the rest, Zhang Yuan had no intention of causing trouble.

But why does the trouble happen to him?

Now Zhang Yuan has no intention of interacting with the high-level officials of the Hulan tribe. After all, he is just a passer-by.

"OK then."

Buzzard was disappointed.

But his emotional intelligence was much higher than Daiqin's. He immediately took out a wooden waist badge from his arms and presented it with both hands: "Sir Zhang Yuan, this is a token of my master. With it, you can enter and leave Nacuoda City freely."

"Besides, it will be cheaper if you buy goods at the market!"

Zhang Yuan thought for a moment and took it: "Thank you."

If he hadn't refused to take it, Buzzard would probably have felt a great psychological burden and thought that he was taking his anger out on others.

Seeing Zhang Yuan accept the badge, Buzzard was relieved: "Then I'll take my leave first. If you need anything, please feel free to come to me. As long as it's within my ability, I will definitely not refuse!"

Zhang Yuan nodded and watched Buzzard mount his horse and leave.

He weighed the badge in his hand and after thinking about it, he decided to hang it on his belt.

The sky gradually darkened.

Zhang Yuan built a bonfire next to the tent and prepared his dinner.

There were originally quite a few other herdsmen's tents nearby. After Daiqin's disturbance during the day, Zhang Yuan felt as if he had been infected with the plague and was isolated. The area within a hundred steps around him was empty.

No one dared to move back, and no herdsman dared to get close to Zhang Yuan.

They simply treat him as a plague god!
Zhang Yuan didn't care about it and just roasted the lamb leg he bought at the market that day.

There are many people in Nacuoda, and even more cattle and sheep. The beef and mutton sold in the open-air market outside the city are not only fresh but also very cheap. It is simply a paradise for meat lovers.

Zhang Yuan had plenty of gold and silver, so he bought several thousand kilograms.

He secretly hid most of them in the storage space as food for the future.

This mutton was not only fresh and cheap, but also of first-rate quality. Paired with local spices and seasonings, Zhang Yuan ate it with relish, rewarding his stomach greatly.

However, just as Zhang Yuan was enjoying the food, a luxurious carriage escorted by dozens of riders arrived at his camp.

Zhang Yuan recognized the carriage at a glance.

He had seen it before in the Gobi Oasis! (End of this chapter)