"Bang!"
"..."
The bone knife fell.
But it was clamped firmly by a huge force and stopped in front of him.
Ye Wentian raised his hand and clamped the blade between his two fingers.
"You are no match for me." Ye Wentian said bluntly.
"Click!"
"..."
A twirl of fingertips.
The bones in Xiong Shu's hand shattered.
"Ka... ka ka."
same moment.
The tribesmen in front who had not yet had time to rush towards them froze in place, and the weapons in their hands also turned into powder.
For a moment, everyone was stagnant in place.
"This is!
"What power?"
Xiong Shu was obviously stunned, and the shock in his eyes could not be concealed.
Before he could react.
I felt a strong wind blowing in my face, my whole body was swept up, and I was thrown dozens of meters away.
All this happened almost in an instant.
The tribesmen around him looked at Ye Wentian again, with a little more fear in their eyes.
"snort!"
"Our clan's mission must not be violated."
"This thief is here to steal the Heavenly Tomb. All clan members must obey the order and kill him. Kill him immediately!"
The old patriarch snorted coldly.
The sound echoed.
The glimmers in the eyes of the tribesmen around him disappeared instantly and were replaced by eyes full of determination.
"Grave Clan Glory!"
"My people are not afraid of death."
"kill!"
"..."
The clansmen in the field immediately clenched their fists as if they had been given blood. Without the bone knives, the clansmen behind them began to bend their bows and set arrows again.
The atmosphere was extremely tense.
"Wait!"
"You are no match for him." Suddenly a loud shout came.
The words have not yet finished.
There was a sound of wind approaching, and a figure suddenly appeared in the group ahead.
Wearing loose animal skin clothes, with a bone knife hanging on his waist, he has a flat head, a square face, and an extremely tall body, like a hill.
Judging from his face, he is also in his twenties, with a bit of determination between his eyebrows.
The body is extremely strong, not inferior to Li Qiye.
"Um?"
"This is extraordinary." Ye Wentian's eyes lit up with a strange light.
If it is in the village, other villagers will have a ray of spiritual power in their bodies.
The tall man in front of him seemed to be a spiritual power jar. The pure spiritual power in his body spread almost all over his body.
The feeling given to Ye Wentian was not even inferior to that of a warrior in the Fit Realm.
"Brother Mu!"
"Amu."
"..."
The surrounding villagers looked a little more respectful.
They all paused.
It is enough to show the status of this sturdy young man in the village.
"Mutian."
"You came just in time to kill the outsider." The old patriarch took one look at the visitor and immediately ordered.
Mu Tian's expression paused and he thought for a moment.
Then he bent down and saluted the old patriarch, then slowly turned around.
"Outsider, what is your purpose in coming to Tomb Mountain?" Mu Tian did not take action immediately, but asked in a deep voice.
Ye Wentian looked at the person in front of him.
"Kill someone."
"It's that old thing that's the sculpture in the center of your village."
"Also, I am somewhat interested in this tomb in the mountain." Ye Wentian said truthfully with a normal expression.
The words fell.
There was a little silence all around.
The faces of the clan members in the village were visibly cold, and their eyes were filled with anger.
"Is he... crazy?" Bai Ling was stunned.
Forget about trespassing on Tomb Hill.
You still want to kill the benefactor of the tomb clan, and you also express your interest in the tomb?
Is this because you don’t live long enough?
"oh."
"Definitely deserved it." Mu Tian nodded. Compared to the tribesmen around him, the expression on his face was much calmer.
"Let me ask you again, you just said that the Yin Qi in the Tomb Mountain was caused by my family's benefactor, do you have any proof?" Mu Tian did not take action, but asked again.
The surrounding tribesmen stared blankly.
The expressions on their faces were somewhat changeable and confused.
The old patriarch's eyes darkened.
"Mutian!"
"Do you want to rebel against the clan?"
"I say it again, kill this outsider immediately, otherwise I, as the patriarch, will expel you from the Tomb Clan." The old patriarch took a step forward, hammered the bone staff in his hand, and scolded repeatedly.
The surrounding tribesmen reacted with reproachful looks in their eyes.
Mu Tian's face darkened slightly.
Even under tremendous pressure, he remained unmoved, staring at the person in front of him, waiting for his answer.
"evidence?"
"It's none of my business?" Ye Wentian glanced at the person in front of him.
He didn't have the time to prove anything to the people in front of him.
"You..." Mu Tian paused, obviously not expecting the other party to answer like this.
Anger filled his eyes for the first time in a long time.
The next second, the momentum around him rose, and the purified spiritual power soared into the sky.
"I will let you speak honestly." Mu Tian's eyes flashed slightly, and then he took a step, and a strong force swept across.
The surrounding tribesmen were suddenly shocked.
The old patriarch also had a smile on his face and couldn't help but touch his long beard with a look of satisfaction on his face.
Only Bai Ling is behind her.
She raised her head and looked forward, feeling a little confused and worried in her eyes.
Due to the attention of everyone.
"call!"
"..."
Mu Tian moved.
The next moment, a spiritual tornado rolled up and rushed in front of Ye Wentian.
Ye Wen's eyes flashed with fighting intent.
"Well done!"
"An ordinary punch." Ye Wentian laughed loudly, without retreating at all, he raised his hand to make a fist and collided with it.
Terrifying air waves swept around.
"boom!"
"Boom..."
The deafening explosion echoed.
The ground beneath their feet cracked at the same time.
"So strong."
"I have never seen an outsider like you." Mu Tian felt the soreness and numbness on his arms and couldn't help but say.
After the punch, the two of them pulled away. .
Ye Wentian smiled slightly.
"You're pretty good too."
"This shouldn't be the only thing that's right. Does your clan have any innate magical powers? Let me see if you can use them." Ye Wentian said with a smile.
But about strength.
The person in front of me is already as good as the one in the early stage of fitting.
Whether in Great Yan or outside the territory, he is definitely a strong man at the level of a dean.
This person may be one of the traps of that old man.
Mu Tian paused and took a deep look at the person in front of him.
"I can sense that you have no ill intentions towards our clan. I don't want to hurt you. If you leave the tomb mountain, you can survive." Mu Tian's eyes were filled with confusion, and his aura rose again.
The punch he just punched showed that he didn't use all his strength.
Hear this.
Ye Wentian's face looked a little weird.
Can this be sensed between good and evil thoughts?
"You've come, there's no reason to come back empty-handed."
"Continue." Ye Wentian is too lazy to give up.
Then, he raised his hand to signal to the person in front.
He really wanted to see the Tomb Clan's methods.
The ray of pure spiritual power within these people was something I had never seen anywhere else.
Mu Tian frowned.
"you!"
"Sorry."
"I will try my best to save your life." A trace of unbearability flashed on Mu Tian's face, and then he said nothing more.
next moment.
The spiritual light around him surged, and the extremely pure spiritual power enveloped his entire body.
