Young Master Yangxu talked eloquently, and finally moved the two ambassadors with his words.
Er Yangshi frowned and said, "But are you sure that the five ancient tribes can deal with Ye Han?"
Sanyang Envoy also sneered: "Those five ancient tribes are all a bunch of trash. They have been unable to conquer the Douzhan Dao Palace for so long. Unless the real Martial Emperor takes action, I am afraid no one can kill Ye Han."
"Don't be afraid!"
Young Master Yangxu sneered: "I'm afraid you don't know yet, but I have reached an agreement with Long Zhentian, the head of the Long family. This time Long Zhentian will personally go to deal with Ye Han."
"Long Zhentian?"
"Although this head of the Long family is also a waste, he is the real Martial Emperor after all. He can kill Ye Han with just a thought."
The two ambassadors spoke one after another.
"Yes, you go ahead and tell several ancient tribes that after the event is completed, each tribe will have the qualification to enter the Holy Land to practice."
Young Master Yangxu waved his hand.
The two envoys left the Nine Suns Holy Land in an instant...
At this time, in southern Xinjiang.
An ancient land came into Ye Han's eyes. There were many ancient palaces and attics here, and figures were passing through them, all exuding a mysterious atmosphere.
Most of them are only in the Dharma Realm and Prince Realm. Warriors in the Heavenly and Human Realm are extremely rare. There are only a dozen or so in total. As for the Martial Emperor, there is no one at all.
Ye Han thought to himself that his telepathy was now powerful enough to sense everything in this land. No secret could escape his detection, so he had no fear at the moment.
The ancient witch clan!
"Come out, old fellow!"
Ye Han descended, his palms changed, and he punched out directly.
The vacuum began to vibrate violently, and an ancient palace in front of it suddenly trembled. Countless cracks even appeared on the surface, and there were signs of being exploded by Ye Han's punch.
At this moment, the ground was boiling with uproar, and the figures stopped and turned around at the same time.
Inside the hall, an angry voice came out: "Who? Which existence who knows nothing about life and death dares to destroy my Wu Yan's hall?"
An old man walked out of the hall with strong anger.
His eyes were locked directly on Ye Han, his eyes full of violence and murderous intent: "People from the outside world?"
The moment he uttered these four words, the expression on the face of the old man who called himself Wu Yan suddenly turned ferocious, with a hint of covetousness: "People from the outside actually dare to break into this place, die to death!"
Ye Han's realm is just that of a god lord, which is considered good for the younger generation in the holy realm. Unfortunately, let alone a warrior at the level of a god lord, even a true celestial being who breaks into this place will die.
laugh……!
A vacuum scoffed, Ye Han flipped his palms, and half a soul-nailing blood arrow was born.
At the same time, the soul-nailing blood arrow obtained from Zhuge Yue'e also appeared.
Now that time is running out, the secret realm of Tianxin is about to be opened, and he will soon go to the Heavenly Road. Of course, Ye Han cannot waste time, so he goes straight to the point: "Old guy, you don't look familiar? You actually refined the two soul-nailing blood arrows. Yes, this is something I didn’t expect.”
A group of powerful men from the ancient witch clan looked at each other, a little confused.
The outsider in front of me took out these two soul-piercing blood arrows, suddenly arrived, and said these words again. What did he mean?
Wu Yan, who was originally full of anger, stared at the two soul-nailing blood arrows that Ye Han took out. The violent aura in his eyes suddenly faded a lot, and he looked at Ye Han in surprise: "Who are you, how can you have this?" These two soul-piercing blood arrows?”
"I'm your father!"
Ye Han spoke solemnly.
"Asshole, what did you say?"
Wu Yan was furious on the spot.
"Tell me, the second soul-nailing blood arrow was made for the ignorant Young Master Yangxu. Where is the first one?"
Ye Han locked eyes on the old man in front of him, and the situation suddenly exploded, spreading and suppressing invisibly. The entire ancient witch clan seemed to be oppressed by his aura.
Many strong men looked at Ye Han with ugly expressions, never expecting that this foreign warrior who suddenly came in would be so terrifying.
"Old guy, the last time you refined a soul-nailing blood arrow to deal with me, our Douzhan Dao Palace didn't even bother you in the southern border, but we actually refined a second soul-nailing blood arrow in an attempt to help Young Master Yangxu deal with it. I?"
Ye Han smiled: "Tell me, who did you help to refine the soul-nailing blood arrow on Tianwang Mountain? If you tell me, I will give you a whole corpse today, otherwise you will be destroyed physically and mentally."
"You little beast, you're looking for death!"
Wu Yan's eyes widened: "It turns out you are Ye Han. Good luck here. If I kill you, I will not only get the benefits of the White Bone Dao Palace, but also get the reward from Young Master Yangxu, and even let us, the ancient witch clan, Rise completely and dominate southern Xinjiang."
The fierce light surged, and as soon as this person opened his mouth, all the other strong men belonging to the ancient witch clan around him moved forward and rushed toward the front.
Everyone's eyes were filled with bloodthirsty and coveted light. They looked at Ye Han as if they were looking at a rare treasure.
"I don't know whether to live or die, I will simply deal with your ancient witch clan today."
Ye Han shook his head and glanced around, seeing many figures densely appearing in front of him, as if he was looking at a swarm of ants.
It is indeed an ant!
Nowadays, anyone who has never entered the realm of the Martial Emperor cannot be Ye Han's opponent.
That kind of heavenly being who has lived for more than two thousand years and has extremely powerful blood, physique, magical powers, martial arts, etc., may barely have the qualifications to fight with him, but he is only qualified. A real fight to the end, The outcome is still a defeat.
As for the ancient witch clan, Ye Han didn't take them seriously at all.
"kill!"
With a wave of Wu Yan's arm, many god-level warriors from the ancient witch clan swarmed forward and attacked Ye Han directly.
The way this group of people took action was extremely strange. They seemed to focus on the physical body, but they did not have any tyrannical physiques. There seemed to be a secret power blessing their bodies, which surprised Ye Han.
A god came to attack with a powerful punch, and his mighty punch actually caused a violent change in the vacuum. It felt like a movement of hands and feet caused changes in the heaven and earth.
"It's interesting. The bloodline power of this clan is very special. It can actually give such a blessing to warriors."
When this person approached, Ye Han saw everything at a glance.
However, it’s of no use!
Any kind of powerful bloodline must be able to be controlled. For example, the various bloodlines of the ancient clans were only six rounds of bloodline when they were first born. They need to be slowly cultivated and transformed into seven, eight, and nine rounds.
The group of people in front of him had very little blood power in their bodies, and they were all a joke to Ye Han.
A simple punch was thrown out, and it collided head-on.
This punch with raised hands and feet is not even considered a martial skill, it is purely an explosion of fist light and strength.
With this blow, the Shenhou in front of him screamed and was blown away, his body trembling in mid-air, and his bones were shattered by Ye Han.
With one punch, this divine lord was destroyed.
Ye Hanhan laughed, stepped forward, and struck out with another strike.
Just when this scene was happening to the ancient witch clan in southern Xinjiang, a violent aura burst out from the ancestral home of the Long family.
Long Zhentian, the head of the Long family, stepped out of his ancestral land and fixed his gaze on the southern border: "Little beast, you caused heavy losses to our Long family and killed many of our ancestors. Now it's time for you to pay for your blood debt."
As he spoke, Long Zhentian took a step out of the void. Emperor Wu stepped forward and disappeared at the end of the sky in the blink of an eye...
