same moment.
The masked young master in front of him frowned unconsciously. Read the book
"What did you say?" The masked young master stared at the person in front of him, observing the expression on Ye Wentian's face, feeling faintly uneasy in his heart.
Ye Wentian ignored his words.
At this moment, his eyes were locked on the giant projection tree, and the scarlet in his eyes became even stronger.
"Da da."
"..."
Ye Wentian stepped forward step by step.
As if afraid of disturbing the projection of the giant tree, he didn't move forward very fast, but every step was extremely firm.
The masked young master snorted coldly.
"snort!"
"Whatever you say, you will die today."
"Teng Sha!"
An angry shout.
It can be seen that in front of him, a complex seal was condensed and formed, and under the combined hands of several powerful tribesmen, he suddenly pressed forward.
The giant tree was projected behind him, making him tremble.
"Buzz!"
"Zhizhi..."
On the screen, a thick branch stretched out, like a green wooden dragon, with teeth and claws, fierce and ferocious, rushing straight towards Ye Wentian with the force of wind and lingering clouds.
The terrifying offensive is approaching in an instant.
"This secret technique! It's so powerful!"
"I am afraid that in the martial arts world of Great Yan, there are few strong people who can compete with him."
"..."
When everyone in the Xizhou martial arts community saw the terrifying wooden dragon, their bodies could not stop shaking, and their eyes could not hide their horror.
Due to the attention of everyone.
Ye Wentian's figure was actually advancing instead of retreating.
The pace is still firm.
"Great tonic." Ye Wentian murmured softly at the corner of his mouth. The Xuan Tian Kung in his body was running wildly and uncontrollably. A golden light flashed between his eyebrows, and a dragon seal was faintly visible.
This scene.
Falling into the eyes of the masked young master in front, horror flashed across his eyes for the first time.
"That...that is?"
"Tribe nemesis?"
"Impossible, absolutely impossible. The person in the tribal books cannot be alive until now." The masked young master seemed to have remembered something, and his pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly.
The polar wasteland tribe occupies the central area of the wasteland and has been inherited for thousands of years. The tribe is so powerful that it dominates the area and no one dares to mess with it.
According to the records of various tribes and tribes, there was once a man who crossed the polar wasteland. With the power of one person, he crossed eight major tribes and thirty-six subordinate tribes. No strong person from each tribe could be his enemy.
Even Teng Zu of each tribe was almost dug out, and it took him a hundred years to recover before he could catch his breath a little. This person was called the tribe's nemesis.
The masked young master's eyes were still frightened, and the scene that followed almost frightened him to the point of collapse.
"boom!"
"Buzz..."
There was an explosion ahead.
The branch wood dragon is rolling in an offensive, and it is about to hit at a glance.
Ye Wentian suddenly raised his hand and grabbed his head firmly, his eyes flashed scarlet, and the golden dragon mark between his eyebrows became clearer.
"Eat it." A voice echoed in his head.
Ye Wentian didn't hesitate at all, he directly pulled Mu Long's huge head in front of him, opened his mouth and bit down hard.
This time, there was no taste of sawdust in my mouth.
Instead, there was a sweetness, and the spiritual energy in his body became restless, and the energy and blood all over his body boiled and surged uncontrollably.
Miraculous changes also occurred in the operation of Xuan Tian Gong.
The speed of absorption increased more than a hundred times in an instant.
"I go!"
"There is such a powerful treasure in the polar wasteland. Why hasn't the village chief mentioned it before?" Ye Wentian couldn't help but feel moved in his heart.
The village chief is really not to blame for this.
Perhaps even the village chief did not expect that Ye Wentian's strength would increase so horribly after the pure Yang body's death disaster.
"Kuji!"
"..."
Ye Wentian caught Mu Long and
It's a big bite.
This so-called Tengzu seems to be born for his Xuantian Kung.
This is just a projection. What if it swallows the body of this thing?
"Buzz!"
"Buzz."
The projection of the giant tree trembled slightly, as if it was whimpering in pain, and the branch like a giant dragon shrank by a large circle in an instant.
This scene made everyone around look confused.
"This this."
"What is the Great Flame Dragon King doing?"
"He, he's eating that ancient tree?"
The projection of the ancient tree is obviously the astonishing secret energy condensed in the eyes. Can this thing be eaten?
The big guys in Xizhou's martial arts circles all stared blankly ahead.
Everyone couldn't help but swallowed.
His mind trembled, and his scalp felt numb. His eyes looking forward gradually became more frightened.
This boy is truly a monster and must not be messed with in the future.
"puff!"
"..."
The masked young master spurted out a mouthful of blood at the same time.
The panic in his eyes became even stronger, and he couldn't help but take two steps back.
"Tribe Bane!"
"Damn it, take the contract seal and escape from here." The masked young master's eyes showed unprecedented fear.
At this moment, the identity of the other party was determined.
No wonder the Wasteland Tribe ordered all tribes not to provoke this Great Yan Dragon King. The eight chief tribes must have received some news.
"K... Nemesis?"
"What the young master means is...hiss, run, run!"
Aoki and several other tribal warriors realized at the same time that they had naturally heard the legend of the tribe’s nemesis.
Several people looked frightened, no less frightened than the masked young master.
They all raised their hands and restrained the seals in front of them. Without any hesitation, they turned around and hit the white curtain barrier behind them.
All this happened in an instant.
"Buzz!"
"..."
The contract seal dispersed and the projection of the giant tree disappeared at the same time.
Under the shocked gazes of everyone, the young master and the others, who had been so powerful just now, were trembling all over and running away in confusion.
"Everyone in the martial arts community of Xizhou, please help me break the barrier. I will definitely thank you deeply." The masked young master shouted while retreating.
The Wu family, the Jiang family, the former King of Xiyuan, and the current King of Xizhou, all have no hope at this time.
Although the other forces in Xizhou do not have such deep interactions with tribal warriors, they have also reaped the benefits over the years.
The words fell.
Everyone in the Xizhou martial arts community did not hesitate at all this time.
"rustle!"
"..."
As if they had made an appointment, they all took half a step back.
Many people even turned their heads and seemed not to hear the shouts of the people in front of them.
"damn it!"
"A bunch of unfed white-eyed wolves, I should have planted the vine slave marks on them all." The masked young master cursed secretly.
Before he had time to think about it, the momentum around him exploded, and the attack in his hand fell towards the white curtain barrier in front of him.
"boom!"
"Boom boom..."
There was a loud bang.
The white curtain barrier just trembled and was not broken.
Aoki and several other strong men from the tribe stepped forward at the same time. Spiked vines erupted from their hands, turned into sharp blades, and attacked.
The offensive fell.
"Bang!"
"..."
The vine blade was broken.
"Ho, ho ho!" The next moment, a low roar echoed in the white curtain barrier, and then the white sky flashed past.
A huge white claw appeared out of thin air, tearing the air.
Pointing directly at Qingmu and the others, he suddenly dropped his claws.
"Chi!"
"Bang...boom."
Ergouzi's claw directly cut off the bodies of Qingmu and others. Blood mist sprayed and the bodies were scattered on the ground.
In the blink of an eye, only the young master of the mask was left among the tribe's warriors.
Ahead, Ye Wentian flashed forward.
His eyes focused on the masked young master.
At this glance, the young masked master felt his heart skip a beat, and felt a chill in his back.
"You...you can't kill me."
"Dragon King Dayan, today I came to the Dong family's old house and stopped by the old house on Chakou Street in the city. I caught a person." The masked young master said quickly with fear still in his eyes.
This is his last resort.
If he doesn't say anything else, he is really afraid of the person in front of him, and he can't just kill him if he disagrees.
The next second, there was a strong wind blowing on my face.
Ye Wentian was already standing in front of him, and the coldness in his eyes made people dare not look directly at him.
