Feng Zhou's eyes lit up.
"Snapped!"
"..."
Without any hesitation, another slap fell.
The power gathered in the palm of his hand directly penetrated the chest of the person in front of him, shattering his martial arts foundation.
"Puff...Puff." Wu Meng spurted blood continuously, his whole body was sluggish, and his eyes instantly lost their luster.
When the tribe members saw this scene, they all trembled and their breathing became a little heavier.
Qingru's eyes widened even more.
"It's over, it's over!"
"Little brother, you are confused. You deposed the young leader of the tribe in public. Even if her siblings and their parents died fighting for the tribe, they might not be able to withstand such a heinous crime." Qingru's face was extremely pale, and her eyes couldn't help but glance far away. At Ye Wentian.
The anger in his eyes became a little thicker.
same moment.
The old clan leader and other clan elders then became furious.
"presumptuous!"
"Feng Zhou, you are looking for death."
"..."
The old patriarch roared angrily, and the aura of the powerful Dan realm erupted, suppressing him mercilessly.
The crushing force of hard power is enough to kill Feng Zhou in an instant.
"Little Fujiko, do you still remember me?"
"Buzz!"
"..."
Wan Xuzhong laughed and suddenly took a step forward.
The aura of the Fit Realm was several times stronger than the aura of the old patriarch in front, and it easily dispersed the opponent's aura.
The old patriarch trembled and looked intently.
"you……"
"Are you the Great Flame Powerhouse from a hundred years ago?" The old patriarch paused for a moment, with a strange light in his eyes.
Recognizing the person in front of him, the old patriarch's face was obviously more fearful.
A hundred years ago, he, Fujimoto, was just a junior of the Fujiki tribe.
"It's me."
"Back off."
"You are no match for me, let alone Mr. Ye. Don't seek death." Wan Xu glanced at the person in front of him again.
If they fit together, they are all ants.
It seems that the difference is only one level, but the difference in hard power is world-wide.
No matter how strong the Dan Realm is, under normal circumstances, even if you use all your strength, you can't even break through the defense of the body warrior.
The old patriarch frowned.
"Teng Yuan, the patriarch of the Tengmu tribe, may I ask who you are?" The old patriarch pondered for a moment and glanced at Ye Wentian.
How could he not see that the young man in front of him was the leader of the few people in front of him.
"Ye Wentian." Ye Wentian smiled and looked forward.
Talk about it.
There is no dispute between him and the Fujiki clan.
There is no need to be so tense.
"this……"
"It sounds a bit familiar." The old patriarch looked puzzled, thinking rapidly in his mind, but couldn't remember it for a while.
"Clan leader, he is the Great Flame Dragon King of this term." Feng Zhou saw this, raised his hand in salute, and bent down to respond.
Hear this.
There was a sudden commotion among the Fujiki tribe members.
Many young tribesmen had focused eyes and couldn't help but whisper.
"He is the Great Flame Dragon King!"
"The man who robbed the Saint of the Frostwolf Tribe."
"Could it be that my Fujiki clan came here to rob people today..."
The eyes of some young women from the Fujiki tribe trembled slightly, and they subconsciously took two steps back with vigilance on their faces.
The rumored Great Flame Dragon King was able to steal the Saint of the Frostwolf Clan from the crowd of thousands of troops, so they had to guard against him.
"Huh, thief." Qingru couldn't help snorting coldly, with a bit of disgust in her eyes.
The faces of the old clan leader and other clan elders were changing at this time, and they couldn't help but look at Ye Wentian deeply.
For a while.
The atmosphere inside the venue was a little weird.
"Mr. Ye, it seems that your name is already famous in the polar wilderness!" Wan Xuzhong stared at him for a moment, then unconsciously raised his hands and clasped his fists.
Ye Wentian looked slightly embarrassed.
Rumors are really scary.
I'm afraid I can't explain this matter clearly.
"Go aside." Ye Wentian glanced at the person next to him.
Too lazy to pay attention.
His gaze fell towards the interior of the tribe in front, and there was a flash of light in his eyes.
"Tengzu, is it really a tree?" Ye Wentian thought to himself.
The central location of the tribe.
The towering tree exuded an extremely majestic aura, far beyond those of the tribal warriors in front of them.
Ye Wentian's eyes became more interested.
at the same time.
The old clan leader and others reacted quickly.
"What about the Great Flame Dragon King?"
"This is the boundary of my Tengmu clan. Just the two of you can't control our clan." The old clan leader took a step forward, and the aura around him rose.
"Buzz!"
"..."
The next moment, behind him, the shadow of Teng Zu appeared.
Several clan elders also understood immediately, and at the same time they erupted with aura to attract Teng Zu.
There was a flash of green light.
A majestic aura instantly suppressed Wan Xu Zhong's momentum.
"As expected of one of the thirty-six tribes."
"But I am no longer the same old man."
"Little tiger."
"Calf, little bird, little wolf, come out here!"
Wan Xuzhong laughed and flicked the collar in his hand.
He has long wanted to try the power of these demon spirits, and now is the time.
"Roar!"
"Naru!"
"..."
Waves of low roars echoed.
Led by Chi Hu, several demon spirits with fierce auras appeared in front of the tribal warriors, and their aura was shocking.
"This...is this?"
"I haven't seen you in a hundred years, and you are so much stronger?"
"Humph, these alone are not enough." The old patriarch was shocked, but his reaction was also very quick.
He immediately raised his hand to signal.
The warriors from the tribe stepped forward one after another and began to activate Tengzu's power.
"Buzz! Buzz!"
"..."
In the center of the tribe, the ancient branches trembled slightly, as if they were alive, and a green curtain erupted, instantly covering the entire tribe.
Wan Xu frowned heavily.
"Is it enough if you add me?" Wan Xu Zhong was not to be outdone, and the spiritual power of the body-fitting realm exploded.
"not enough!"
"If we were outside, I might not be a match, but in our Fujiki clan, even if the powerful ones from the eight chief clans come, we have to be wary of three points."
The old patriarch shouted lowly.
In the polar wasteland, there are countless tribes. Anyone who can squeeze into one of the thirty-six tribes is not a weakling.
"hiss!"
"So strong..." Wan Xu felt the pressure and couldn't help but sigh.
Ye Wentian took a step forward at this time. He ignored the people in the tribe in front and kept his eyes focused on the center of the tribe.
"Roar!"
"Master, the silver bell is coming out." A deafening roar echoed throughout the place.
There was white light flickering on Ye Wentian's body.
Yin Ling seemed to be stimulated by Teng Zu, and his ferocious nature was aroused, and his huge body emerged from the White Tiger Cauldron.
The air tore and the ground shook slightly.
His silver fur is like snow, his body is like a hill, he is like a tiger or a wolf, his eyes are like stars, he looks up to the sky and roars, his momentum shakes the world.
"Come out...come out!"
"It's the top demon spirit." Wan Xu Zhong's eyes showed excitement, his heartbeat accelerated unknowingly, and he stared at it tightly, reluctant to look away.
front tribe
The warrior's face was filled with shock, and the look of horror in his eyes was difficult to describe in words.
Even the old patriarch took half a step back unconsciously.
"This...is this Teng Zu?"
"How can it be!"
"He is the Great Flame Dragon King, not a wilderness hunter. How could he possibly conquer Teng Zu?" The old patriarch's mind was buzzing, and he suddenly felt that the world was collapsing. .
To know.
This Tengzu-level demon spirit is enough for a large tribe to stand firm in the polar wasteland for a hundred years.
