Ye Futian questioned strongly, making the vast space around the city lord's mansion silent.
For a time, Zhu Kong was unable to answer.
Ye Futian said that there is really no problem, since he has to admit that Kuahuang and belong to the nine tribes, then he should take his life.
Obviously, this is just a plunder, there is no righteousness.
The so-called charges are just unfounded.
"Even if you are a person who praises the emperor's inheritance, you can only come from the nine tribes, how can it be related to you outsiders." Chonglou, the clan chief of the Chong clan, said, his pupils were extremely domineering, and he scanned Ye Futian.
Ye Futian looked at the opponent and said, "Chonglou, the patriarch of the Chong clan, your name comes from the battle body of Chonglou, which is inherited by the emperor."
Chonglou stared at Ye Futian, and he really inherited the complete method of exaggerating the emperor. Does he even know the method of inheriting the Chonglou battle body
"Since it has nothing to do with outsiders, what do your nine tribes invite the Daohuo winners to enter the ancestral land?" Ye Futian asked: "Isn't it because your nine tribes have no one and use the power of outsiders to seize the inheritance for you and win After that, he took it away again?"
The pupils of Chonglou shrank slightly, implying a sense of extreme dominance. Between the opening and closing of his eyes, an extremely terrifying flame war god phantom appeared in Ye Futian's eyes, as if to crush him directly.
Ye Futian's eyes were also burning with flames, and the breath bloomed. Although these people did not make a move, but only a look and a breath, they could give him extremely powerful pressure.
There are holy figures from the nine tribes stepping out, with terrifying breath, staring at Ye Futian, behind the heavy building, there is also a strong man stepping forward, bathing in the flames.
Ye Futian said that the nine tribes have no one.
Seeing the person walking out, Ye Futian glanced at him, expressing contempt.
"In the West for many years, it seems that the nine tribes have forgotten who they are, and they don't follow the emperor's will, and there is no self-knowledge." Ye Futian said indifferently.
"Even if you don't exist, my nine tribes will sooner or later get the Kuahuang retention, and the Chong tribe will leave again. Understand where your confidence comes from." The figure saw Ye Futian look contemptuous and walked forward. He is the first young man in the Chong clan, and his combat power is extremely terrifying.
This time the ancestral land was opened, he did not enter. The people within their nine tribes will re-enter the ancestral land when the cultivation base is higher. This way, the confidence will be greater. At the same time, they will continue to invite outsiders. Let them do things for the nine great ancestors.
What Ye Futian said was not wrong. The Nine Great Ancestral Land invited them just to use it.
Only this time, the fire of the ancestral land was taken away, exaggerating the relics of the emperor, and disappeared.
Relied, he wanted to inherit the legacy of Emperor Kua, however, before he went to the ancestral land, the ancestral land was gone.
The Chong clan powerhouse did not stop Chong Li from taking action. Chong Li was extremely talented, and he was an extraordinary enchanting figure who had great hope to open the door of the ancestral land to inherit the relics of Kuahuang.
They have always placed high hopes in the clan.
But now, everything is on Ye Futian.
Stepping away from the void, the power of the holy path swept out and pressed against Ye Futian. When he stepped out every step, he stepped on Ye Futian like a flame war god.
"Which one of you takes the shot?" Xia Qingyu said to the people behind him.
This re-off, want to fight Ye Futian directly
The other nine tribes came, and the strong were like clouds. Chonglou was just a younger generation, so he wanted to fight directly against the city lord of Chiba City. Is he also worthy
"I go."
A voice came out, the voice fell, and a sword pierced the air, like lightning and thunder, splitting the void.
Among the crowd, there was a figure walking forward, between the heaven and the earth, the sword intent filled the sky, whizzing forward.
Sweeping away from the pupils towards the sky, the fire of the Terror Avenue burns down, the space trembles, and it seems to kill the opponent with one eye, but the eyes of the person who stepped out are like swords, tearing everything, and will pierce him. The Dao Yi attack in the pupils of the eyes was directly shattered.
"Boom." The fighting spirit was overwhelming, and his body turned into a flame god of war. When he stepped on it, the void roared and vibrated, and a large flame stepped on the void, burning the mountains and boiling the sea.
When the sword arrived, he pierced directly into the flames' big footprints, and with a loud noise, he pierced directly into it, trying to tear it apart.
The surrounding space seems to be torn apart.
Re-li stepped on again, the Dao Huo above his body seemed to be more powerful and domineering, and his whole person became more stalwart, and he stepped out again. The big flames seem to overlap with the big ones just now, and the power increases sharply. Destroy the opponent's sword intent.
The person who stepped out pointed his finger forward, his sword aura turned into a terrible storm of sword aura, engulfing the opponent's attack, and at the same time, a stronger sword intent merged into the previous sword, moving forward.
Chongli stepped continuously, and the pressure became stronger and stronger, his body became more and more stalwart, the heavy building battle body had thirteen weights, one weight was stronger than the other.
Chonglilian took seven steps, and the battle body released seven layers.
However, the opponent did not take a step back. The sword intent opened the way. In the large footprints of flames that were condensed like a high-rise building, there was infinite bright sword light shining, raging violently, and at the same time a huge sword pierced it little by little, two All forces are extremely strong.
Many powerful members of the Chong clan frowned. Chongli is already an extremely tyrannical figure in their tribe. Even among the nine tribes, they belong to the top figures in this realm. Ye Futian did not step out, and Xia Qingyuan never stepped out. After the shot, there are still people who can resist the heavy separation
At this moment, the huge flames of fire and dazzling sword light hovered around the big flames, and finally accompanied by a loud noise, everything was destroyed, flames and sword aura raged between the heaven and the earth, causing a storm of destruction in the space.
"Who is that?" Someone asked, these two people at the beginning of the Holy Path are very strong.
"It should be a practitioner of Xiahuangjie." Someone said secretly.
Ye Futian looked calm, watching the battle in the void, this reliance was indeed very good.
As for Zeng Li's opponent, Xia Huangjie Li Heng Tian 33 above Jian Xiu, Zuo Chuan.
The two fought violently, and many powerhouses in the vast space released their breath to resist the aftermath of the battle between the two.
Zhu Kong and Chonglou stared at the battlefield, and saw that at this moment, another strong man stepped forward and stepped into the battlefield. He was a sacred villain of the Zhu clan, Zhu Nan.
It's not just him, but the strong from all major tribes have one after another stepping forward to the battlefield.
These people are all in the realm of proof, it seems that they want to force Ye Futian to take action.
If they could take Ye Futian directly, there would be no need for the top figures of the tribes to do it, they only need to block the top figures of the other side.
These powerful men stepped forward and headed directly towards the battlefield where Zuochuan was located. Ye Futian frowned, before speaking, there was a figure walking in the void beside him.
Dao Sheng and Gu Dongliu stepped out first and went straight to the battlefield.
After that, Ye Wuchen and Xu Chehan also marched towards the battlefield.
In addition, each of the Xuanyuan clan and Shenxiao Valley also had a strong man stepping out, corresponding to the number of opponents playing, and each went to find their own opponents.
In an instant, Shengwei swept across the world in the battlefield, coercing the vast space outside the city lord's mansion.
The sword saint directly sacrificed the magic sword, he did not regard this as a battle, but a battlefield.
Today, the nine tribes themselves are not here to learn, but to get people.
For an instant, the magic power roared into the sky, and the sword intent merged into the body of the saint, making his body seem to be covered with a layer of magic armor.
The magic knife swallowed the terrifying magical brilliance, and the turbulent air current swept the sky and the void. He appeared in front of a Uzu powerhouse, his body was bright, the light of the golden crow bird bloomed, but the saint of the sword cut it out At that time, the sky seemed to be cut through a terrible hell crack.
His expression changed in shock, and a huge golden crow bird appeared, smashed out, trying to block the light of the knife, but under the magic knife, the figure of the golden crow bird was directly cut off.
The terrible sharpening knife cut down, and with a puff, the Golden Crow and Fire Feather condensed behind him was directly cut off, and the whole person was still dodgeing and retreating quickly, shocked in a cold sweat.
"This magic knife..." Many powerful men stared at the sword in the hands of the sword saint. The blade intent was far stronger than the realm of the saint saint, like the sword of ten thousand demons. When the sword was cut out, it was full of violence.
Gu Dongliu’s opponent was a strong man from the Nanli tribe. His body was shining with sacred brilliance, surrounded by ancient characters, the avenue resonated, and his aura skyrocketed. .
Xu Chehan walked to a strong man in the Shang clan. His body floated towards the opponent, his breath was not strong. When the opponent saw him walk in, a sneer flashed in his eyes, and a bright golden flame was flowing in his palm. .
When Xu Chehan arrived, his palm prints blasted out directly, and he touched Xu Chehan.
"You're looking for death." Seeing Xu Chehan dared to touch him, he spoke coldly, with a strong killing intent.
When the two palm prints collided, a horrible stream of scorching flame instantly rushed into Xu Chehan's arm, and even rushed forward all the way into Xu Chehan's body.
Xu Chehan snorted, and there was a terrible golden fire in his body destroying everything, rushing towards his internal organs, his body was directly shaken back, and blood flowed out of his mouth.
But at the same time, the other party also let out an exclamation, looking at his palm.
The palm of his flame turned black. Soon, his arm was the same. The golden flame and the color of darkness mixed together, making it extremely hideous and terrifying.
"Poison." The same goes for his face, the golden flame brilliance merged into the dark air current.
But what was even more frightening was that he felt that this poisonous technique was deliberately prepared for his flames, which would disperse in the event of a fire and invade the internal organs and limbs.
Xu Chehan was also uncomfortable. He took out a pill and directly fed it into his mouth, and then directly exited the battlefield, the breath circulated, and the poisonous technique turned into a medicine path, and a healing radiance enveloped the body and repaired the damaged parts.
In the competition, he was definitely not as good as the sacred figure selected by the nine tribes of the Chilong Realm, but his poisoning skills were unexpected and enough for the opponent.
The situation on the battlefield is obviously not as expected by the major tribes.
They didn't even have any advantage.
Ye Futian didn't even make a move!