King Zhenyan made a cold sound.
"Boy, I don't want to waste my time. If you really have the courage, I will accompany you to fight to the end."
The words were filled with extraordinary momentum and overwhelming fighting spirit.
King Zhenyan sneered inwardly.
The young man in front of him, after all, is only in his twenties. Maybe he will go to the Northern Territory with him, and then everything will be in his hands.
"The Northern Territory is too far, is it absolutely defensive?"
"I want to try it."
Ye Wentian's whole body exploded with momentum, and the majestic spiritual power rolled around his figure.
There was a gleam in his eyes.
Taking a step forward, in the blink of an eye, he was approaching King Zhenyan again.
"Bang bang bang!"
Continuous punches!
"Boom..."
With the blessing of the ninth level transformation, every punch Ye Wentian landed was comparable to that of a strong person in the Xiantian realm.
"Airbending!"
"Prick me."
Ye Wentian raised his hand and waved, and the spiritual power around his body condensed and turned into an invisible air sword.
One finger fell.
The sharp sword energy, like a heavy rain, hit the person in front of him. As expected, it was also relieved of its power by Emperor Zhao's order.
"Ye Wentian, you madman, consuming spiritual energy like this will not do you any good, you..." King Zhenyan's face changed drastically.
No normal person would continue to attack such a meaningless thing.
The winter cicada in the distance couldn't help but be stunned.
"You know you can't break the defense, but you still fight so hard?"
"This kid is really crazy!"
"..."
Even An An at the back had a rare change in his face at this moment, with a look of vigilance in his eyes.
Once Brother Tian consumes too much.
Even if he lets these people go, he must ensure the safety of the palace master.
at the same time.
Ye Wentian's attack did not stop.
"Really that hard?"
"Yin Yu Talisman."
"Spirit-detecting hand..."
Continuous punches, mixed with secret offensive attacks, hit the Zhenyan King one after another on the head.
The King of Suppressing Flame, who was originally able to withstand one or two attacks, could only defend passively.
The terrifying fists kept coming down!
There was a burst of howling ghosts and wolves above my head!
The majestic spiritual power tears the air!
In the blink of an eye, the entire basin was in a mess.
"You..." King Zhenyan's face became more and more gloomy, and the shock was visible deep in his eyes.
"This child cannot be kept!"
The defense was not broken, but the methods displayed by the person in front of him shocked the hearts of those present.
The winter cicada in the distance was even more amazed.
With her knowledge, how could she not see the power of these methods and secret techniques? Anyone who is proficient in one is enough to be famous outside the region.
Such continuous shots are not repeated.
Seeing Dong Chan's mouth went dry for a while.
"snort!"
"Little bastard, if you insist on seeking death, I will give you a ride today." King Zhenyan snorted coldly, murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
Zhaohuang Ling did have absolute defense, but if he continued to fight like this, he felt a little unsure.
The teleportation effect of this treasure can only be used once. After using it, this heavy weapon was reduced to scrap metal. King Zhenyan was unwilling to use it unless it was absolutely necessary.
The words fell.
King Zhenyan raised his hand and threw the black order on his waist above his head.
"Buzz!"
"..."
The air buzzed.
Immediately afterwards, under the shocked eyes of the people present, the top of King Zhenyan's head twisted for a while, as if something was constantly falling into the air.
Ye Wentian paused and looked up.
"Brother Tian, that's the ancient formation teleportation. Behind it is the power of the Zhao Kingdom City. We can't stop it." An An stepped forward.
Step, explained in a low voice.
"Indeed, it's very ancient."
Ye Wentian's eyes flashed.
He had only heard the village chief mention this kind of teleportation before, and this was the first time he had seen it. The twisted runes gave off a sense of vicissitudes of life.
If you want to break through such an ancient thing, you can only find something older than it.
And at this time.
The twisted shape on the top of King Zhenyan's head became much clearer. It was a tumbling and twisted channel of spiritual power.
At the end of the passage, a figure could be seen faintly.
"Please, Imperial Master, kill this son!" King Zhenyan showed a little respect on his face, raised his hand and bowed in salute.
The figure gradually became clearer.
An old man wearing a white-lined sacrificial robe and a wrinkled face could be seen standing opposite.
His hair is half white, his body is obviously stooped, and he looks old all over, except for his eagle eyes, which are bright and lively.
Beside the old man, there was a man standing.
He is in his early thirties, with a stern face, deep eyes, and a sense of speechlessness between his brows.
"this person!"
Ye Wentian's eyes suddenly turned red.
The overwhelming evil energy swept through his body, and he stared at the man in the passage.
The birthmark on his neck and his cold and deep gaze were exactly the man in the portrait when he was at the Xiao family.
The culprit of the Ye family fire fourteen years ago!
"Who is this person?" Ye Wentian asked.
"National Preceptor...National Preceptor of Zhao State. Rumor has it that this person never leaves the royal city. There is no information about him in the Dark Palace database. There is only one person with the title of National Preceptor in the outside world."
An thought for a moment, made a quick judgment, and responded immediately.
Ye Wentian looked cold.
Take a sudden step.
"Old man, get out of here!"
A cold shout.
Ye Wentian dodges and approaches, twisting and tearing in front of him, leaving traces on his body, but his figure never takes a step back.
The closer it gets, the stronger the terrifying tearing force becomes.
White marks appeared on Ye Wentian's body, and there was a faint red color, which showed the strong tearing force.
King Zhenyan couldn't help but snorted: "Humph, you ignorant boy is looking for death."
"Please take action, National Master."
Say it.
King Zhenyan raised his hand and saluted again.
"The words of King Zhenyan are serious. I am here and no one can kill you." The voice of the Imperial Master came, hoarse in the vicissitudes of life.
When it reached my ears, it was extremely clear.
The tone left no room for doubt.
"Whoosh!"
"..."
When the old master raised his hand, the spiritual energy channel trembled, and the tearing force condensed and turned into an invisible blade.
The next second, he slashed straight at Ye Wentian.
"boom!"
"Bang..."
Ye Wentian raised his hand, palm upward, and received the knife head on. Chinese website
His body trembled, energy and blood surged in his body, and he almost spurted out a mouthful of blood, and he also took two steps back.
Innate realm!
That old thing is truly innate.
Having made a judgment in his heart, Ye Wentian stabilized his body and did not continue to retreat. He was confident of killing the old thing in a full-out battle.
"Huh?"
"Great Territory Lord... King Zhenyan, unless I come in person, you cannot kill this son. I will send you out of danger first."
The old Imperial Master let out a light sigh and looked deeply at Ye Wentian.
Then he turned his head and looked at King Zhenyan.
"this……"
"That's fine."
"Boy, you are lucky this time, live well, the king will remember your fate." King Zhenyan took a deep breath and shouted coldly.
Even the old Imperial Master couldn't kill this son, which really shocked him.
Now, let’s leave here first.
Wait back
Go to the Northern Territory and look for another opportunity. Next time, this kid will die without a burial place.
Ye Wentian's eyes narrowed.
"You can't leave." The voice was not loud, but it was extremely firm.
