"hiss!"
"This breath!"
"No wonder you dare to provoke my clan."
Chief Fujimoto couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
But it only took a moment for the expression on his face to return to normal. Teng Yuan had absolute confidence in Teng Zu's power.
Tengzu is the foundation of the clan. Without the power of heaven, the Tengmu clan would have been destroyed long ago.
"Suppression!"
"..."
Fujimoto shouted loudly and slammed down the Seal Jue in his hand.
The clan elders and elite clan members around him also took action at the same moment, and the energy in their bodies exploded and merged with Teng Zu's aura.
"Buzz!"
"rustle……"
Branches and leaves gradually grew on the originally extending vines, and the ancient atmosphere became stronger and stronger.
The momentum rises!
Ye Wentian laughed loudly.
"Come!"
"..."
During the Zhongzhou Martial Alliance, the old guy from the Yan Alliance got cold feet, and a battle with Teng Zu could be considered as making up for that day.
The Xuantian Technique is running, and the spiritual power in the body is constantly pouring out.
Ye Wentian's eyes were filled with fighting spirit.
The rolling spiritual power formed a hurricane tornado around his body, and suddenly a golden light appeared, shrinking and condensing towards the fist edge.
suddenly!
"Zhizhi..."
The vines that originally stretched all over the sky suddenly stopped.
Teng Zu's breath was restrained at an extremely fast speed, as if a cat's paw touched the water and suddenly retracted.
"Huh?" Ye Wentian stared blankly.
"rustle……"
The leaves on the vine rub against each other and seem to tremble.
"I surrender, don't... don't fight." An old voice suddenly echoed in Ye Wentian's mind.
"That tree are you?" Ye Wentian gathered his thoughts and asked subconsciously.
"yes."
"Two hundred years ago, I was beaten by a warrior with the same aura as you. I couldn't bear the golden light." The voice responded quickly.
Ye Wentian's eyes flashed, and his mind was thinking rapidly.
During the battle at the border town of Xizhou, when Teng Zu of the tribes saw him, they seemed to have seen a ghost and retreated in panic.
Xuantian Kung, Dragon Shaking Fist.
village head!
Ye Wentian's eyes lit up.
As expected, he saw the village chief crossing the polar wasteland a few years ago.
"That man didn't eat you back then?" Ye Wentian asked again.
"No...no."
"My spiritual power can help you see the path of martial arts clearly. That person also realized it under my body back then." Teng Zu responded immediately.
Ye Wen's eyes flashed slightly.
"The path to martial arts?"
My martial arts path is smooth.
With a pure Yang body, there will be no bottlenecks in practice. As long as there are enough resources, Ye Wentian can climb straight up in martial arts.
"Yes, feeling my spiritual power will help you more than destroying me. I am willing to dedicate the essence of the vine to help you with all my strength."
"That person was the same back then." Teng Zu added.
When it reaches the level, it already has intelligence.
Rather than being beaten up and then giving away the wood spirit, it is better to surrender voluntarily.
"Oh, that's easy to say." Ye Wentian had a smile on his face.
Has the village chief tried?
Then you must try it yourself.
between words.
There was a little silence in front of the tribe.
The faces of the clan members and clan elders, including clan leader Teng Yuan, all showed doubts.
Master Teng Zu, why did you stop suddenly?
The people in the tribe, unaware of their state, focused their attention on the patriarch.
"this……"
"Maybe it's because Teng Zu took pity and couldn't bear to hurt this child." Teng Yuan was stunned for a long time and thought of a more reasonable situation.
Teng Zuda
People have souls, and they can't bear the death of a martial arts genius.
It must be so!
"No...that's not quite right."
"Clan leader, look, the vines are slowly stretching out."
"It seems...it seems like..."
Everyone in the tribe focused their attention on the front.
I saw several vines stretching out from the vines all over the sky, and they were intertwined and connected to form a vine paving the way.
Slowly it was spread at Ye Wentian's feet.
"Welcome...Welcome?" Fujimoto's eyes widened, almost popping out of his head, and his body couldn't stop trembling slightly.
At that moment, he heard Teng Zu's voice.
Plus the scene in front of me.
I'm sure I heard it right, it means 'welcoming'.
"How can it be?"
"My clan, Tengzu, welcomes an outsider!"
"This kind of thing..." Fujimoto's mind buzzed.
The scene before him was beyond his comprehension.
According to the records of the clan, there was a powerful foreigner two hundred years ago, who swept the entire polar wilderness tribe with one man's power.
After arriving at the Tengmu clan, they fought with Tengzu for several days, and finally they were evenly divided before they were forced to reconcile.
There can never be any mistakes in family scriptures.
"Welcome." Qingru stared blankly ahead, her whole body stunned.
The tribesmen gradually reacted, with panic on their faces.
Even Master Teng Zu showed weakness to welcome him.
How to fight this? "Mr. Ye, Niubi."
"I'm not wrong, clan leader, have you seen it? I, Feng Zhou, am not wrong!" Feng Zhou was the most excited at this moment, and the light in his eyes could not be concealed.
Ever since the battle in Xizhou Border Town and Mr. Ye left.
He, Feng Zhou, went from being the young master of the Tengmu tribe to becoming a traitor to the tribe. He was imprisoned within the tribe and was looked down upon.
"This... this." Patriarch Fujimoto was stunned, not knowing what to do for a moment.
The situation before me has never happened before.
Not far ahead.
Ye Wentian glanced at the vine road in front of him.
"Yin Ling, come back." Ye Wentian murmured, and stepped forward, and the aura around him became restrained.
The silver bell turned into a streak of white, and the body disappeared without a trace.
The atmosphere inside the venue instantly became much calmer.
"rustle!"
"..."
The branches and leaves of the vines trembled, and the vine path began to shrink, supporting Ye Wentian's body and heading towards the center of the tribe.
"Mr. Ye!" Wan Xuzhong's eyes narrowed and he took a step forward.
Fenghua's whole body was shaken, and she followed closely.
Ye Wentian immediately raised his hand to signal.
"It doesn't matter."
"You guys stay in the Tengmu clan for now, and I'll have a chat with Teng Zu." Ye Wentian smiled and said bluntly.
The two people behind him were stunned on the spot at the same time.
A few words?
How to talk? Need some tea?
As the vine shrinks.
The clan leader headed by the Fujiki clan trembled suddenly, and the aura around him disappeared instantly.
"Old...I understand."
"My clan members obey your orders. The Great Flame Dragon King is a distinguished guest of our clan, and I will pay my respects to him." Fujimoto's eyes trembled, and he quickly bent down and bowed.
He heard Teng Zu's decree, and there was obvious awe in his tone.
Is this a person that even Tengzu respects?
What kind of monster is this!
How could he, the Fujiki Clan, be provoked?
"Greetings...Greetings to the Great Flame Dragon King!"
"I'll see you soon."
"..."
The clan elders and other clan members did not dare to neglect. They bent down and raised their hands to bow respectfully to the person above them.
"As expected of Mr. Ye." Wan Xu Zhong was stunned for a while, and after a moment of reaction, he was shocked in his heart.
Fenghua beside her, her eyes filled with light, stared blankly at the back above.
Ye Wentian's eyes dropped and he nodded slightly.
He didn't say anything more. Under the respectful eyes of everyone in the tribe, his figure went straight towards the ancient tree in the center of the tribe.
