"you you."
"Great Flame Dragon King, have you seen our clan's ancestor Teng?" The leader of the Frostwolf clan calmed down and looked a little more serious.
There has never been a decree from Teng Zu.
This matter is a bit strange.
"I've seen it. I made an agreement with it and promised to protect the Frost Wolf clan." Ye Wentian nodded.
Hear this.
The leader of the Frostwolf Clan trembled and froze on the spot again.
Such a thing?
How could he, Teng Zu of the Frostwolf Tribe, have any agreement with a foreigner?
Without waiting for the clan leader to react.
"snort!"
"Nonsense!"
"My clan needs your protection?"
"Great Flame Dragon King, you are talking nonsense here just because you want to save your life. Can't you understand your intention?"
The great elder snorted coldly, his eyes hard to conceal his wisdom.
After several battles, this kid must have reached the end of his strength. Now he only needs one final blow to defeat him.
"My warriors obey orders."
"The dignity of our clan and the glory of the Frost Wolf cannot be provoked. Take this son for me immediately!" The aura of the rich clan leader surged to the sky, and his voice was like thunder, echoing throughout the whole place.
The tribesmen in the field stood in awe for an instant, and thousands of auras erupted.
"For the tribe!"
"The glory of our clan!"
"..."
Waves of roars resounded throughout the audience.
The momentum was overwhelming and morale was high. Even the warriors with low strength were infected by the momentum in the field and stepped forward one after another.
The breath echoed, the roar was deafening, and thousands of murderous intentions were layered together, forming an invisible force that squeezed Ye Wentian's figure.
Beside it.
Wan Xu Zhong's expression changed drastically.
"hiss!"
"No, is this a formation?"
"I originally thought that only the border guards from various countries could form a formation, but I didn't expect that these tribal warriors could do it too."
"Mr. Ye, you can't fight hard." Wan Xuzhong couldn't hide the solemn look on his face and quickly reminded him.
This kind of formation can easily hurt the warrior's spiritual sense.
Even those who are fit and strong will temporarily avoid the edge.
Ye Wentian looked up.
"It doesn't matter."
"Stand behind me."
Ye Wentian responded in a low voice.
Say it.
Instead of retreating, he suddenly took a step forward.
"Are you louder than me?" Ye Wentian murmured, the spiritual power in his body was running, and the momentum around him began to rise.
next moment.
"Roar!""……".
A roar.
The sound is like thunder and the power is shocking.
As the spiritual energy in his body was released crazily, a wave of air visible to the naked eye was formed, sweeping forward with a bang.
"Buzz!"
"Buzz..."
Thousands of tribal elite warriors in front subconsciously covered their ears.
There was a buzzing in my head, and I felt dizzy.
"Pfft! Pfft!"
"..."
The warrior who was not strong enough spurted out blood, and the warrior staggered to stand firm.
The so-called formation was directly shattered.
The entire Frostwolf tribe instantly became depressed.
"This roar."
"So strong!"
"He...has his strength reached the rumored Zhongtian realm?" The head of the Frostwolf Clan kept buzzing.
If this is really the case, what the Great Flame Dragon King said is true.
Is it possible that our clan’s ancestor, Teng, was also defeated in his hands?
The Frostwolf Clan Leader became more and more frightened as he thought about it. He couldn't help but take two steps back, and for the first time, his eyes were filled with horror.
"This this."
"He's just a human being, how could he be so strong?"
Tu Niu, Huang Feng and other tribes invited the tribesmen. Looking at the scene in front of them, they could not recover for a long time.
The Frostwolf tribesmen around them had even more frightened eyes.
The strength of the Great Flame Dragon King was far beyond their knowledge.
It is beyond human power!
"Mr. Ye!"
"..."
All the powerful tribesmen beside Feng Zhou and the others had fallen to the ground.
The look of reverence on several people's faces could not be concealed.
Ye Wentian's eyes fell and a smile appeared on his face.
"Come." Ye Wentian whispered.
The words fell.
Feng Zhou, Feng Hua, and Shuang Shuang immediately moved forward and passed through the entire tribal square. No one dared to step forward to stop them.
At this moment, the one who was most shocked in her heart was undoubtedly Saint Shuangshuang.
This scene before my eyes.
She would never have dreamed of it.
"I...I'm right, he is trustworthy." Shuangshuang's heart was shaken hard, and there was a twinkle in her eyes.
Until he came to Ye Wentian.
A moving smile appeared on Shuangshuang's face.
"Thanks."
"Whether you came to the wasteland for me or not, Shuangshuang will remember this kindness in her heart." Shuangshuang pursed her lips lightly.
After just a slight hesitation, she took another step and hugged the person in front of her.
Until this moment, she could be sure that everything in front of her was real.
There was an uproar in the tribal square. "What...what's going on?"
"Didn't you say that the Great Flame Dragon King kidnapped the saint?"
"Three days ago, it was her plan to trap the Great Flame Dragon King in the tribe's forbidden area. This was even commended by the tribe leader."
The surrounding tribesmen looked confused.
The leader of the Frostwolf Clan looked forward and was also stunned for a long time.
On the ceremonial stage in front, the wealthy elder was the first to react, with murderous intent in his eyes.
"I know."
"Little beast, you have indeed rebelled against our clan and colluded with outsiders to harm our clan. This is an unpardonable crime."
"Shuang Rong, you were the one who killed me!" The rich man's face was gloomy. He had already suspected it, but when he saw the scene in front of him, he reacted instantly.
Shuangshuang paused, slowly released her hands, nodded towards Ye Wentian, and then turned around.
Her eyes swept towards the podium in front.
"That night, Shuang Rong wanted to do something wrong, and I had no choice but to do so. I hope the rich man will forgive me." Shuang Shuang took a deep breath and regained the temperament that a saint should have.
Her words echoed throughout the venue.
Don't wait for the wealthy elders to scold you.
Shuangshuang took a step forward again and suddenly saluted the clan leader in front.
"Clan leader, since Mr. Ye has promised to protect our clan, I think our clan should treat each other with courtesy." "With Mr. Ye here, our clan has no worries." Shuangshuang said repeatedly.
She had already guessed that this union ceremony was not as simple as it seemed.
She also knows a thing or two about the beast control sect.
"Junior, shut up!" The rich man shouted angrily, the gloominess on his face visible, and he suddenly stepped forward.
"As the former saint of our clan, how can you listen to that kid's temptation?"
"He can't protect our clan."
The rich man was furious and scolded him repeatedly.
At the same moment, the momentum around him soared into the sky.
The majestic aura has already locked onto the front.
"Son, I don't believe it, but you still have the strength to fight again." A cold light flashed in the eyes of the rich man, and the spiritual power in his body was instantly activated to the extreme.
It was up to him to finish this final blow. Read the book
The air inside the venue was frozen.
The surrounding tribesmen all felt their hearts tremble, as if something was aroused.
The leader of the Frostwolf Clan, his eyes flashed with light.
"Elder of the rich clan, you..." Shuang
The wolf leader's eyes flashed, and the expression on his face was a little more complicated.
This feels right.
The wealthy clan is always preparing to sacrifice ancestor Zhao Teng, but now they have no mercy at all.
