Sighing and shaking his head, Ye Tian slowly put away the "Silver Light Falling Blade" in his hand in front of Wen Jie.

A four-pinned pill was thrown into his mouth, quickly replenishing his Yuan Li.

Wen Jie's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a pinhole, and a touch of horror slowly rose in his heart... This guy, his strength, he can't figure it out.

Taking a deep breath, when Wen Jie looked at the boy again, there was a little more solemnity and horror in his eyes.

Ignoring the change in the other party's eyes, Ye Tian stretched his body slightly, and the surging Yuan Force in his body instantly made him full of strength.

"I'm sorry, I used you as a practice just now. Raising his face, Ye Tian's delicate face was apologetic, and he smiled slightly at the Lord of Wenjie, and then his figure suddenly flashed.

The shadow in front of him flashed, and before Wen Jie could react, the young man's soft voice slowly sounded in his ears.

"It's over, the Wenjie lord of the four dynasties ......"

With the soft sound behind him, a fierce energy suddenly appeared behind Wen Jie.

Feeling the strength of this momentum, Wen Jie's face changed, the soles of his feet kicked the ground, and his mouth let out an angry shout. On the back, the pale color spreads rapidly.

"Sen Luo fingers!"

The cold cheer in his heart made Ye Tian, and his smooth sleeves were shocked by the fierce energy. The fist shrank, and then poked out, and in a short distance, the terrifying power carried on the fingertips was heard with a sharp sound of breaking wind.

The sharp sound of breaking wind behind him made De Wenjie's face shocked, this seemingly young guy was able to cultivate this strength to such a point?

"Peng!"

The crisp sound slowly echoed in the tent, and the long-lasting sound was extremely harsh.

Ye Tian's face was expressionless, and his fingertips pointed sharply at the back vest of the Lord of Wenjie, and a trace of strong energy leaked from the soles of his feet, directly blasting the ground where he was standing out of a deep pit.

"Click..."

A slight abnormal sound, accompanied by a slight crack, gradually spread in Wen Jie's back, but in an instant, it was suppressed by the surging Yuan Force in Wen Jie's body.

"I said, with your strength, you can't break through my defenses!" Turning his head slowly, Wen Jiesen smiled.

"That's not necessarily..."He smiled faintly, but Ye Tian withdrew the palm that was attached to Wen Jie's back, the corners of his mouth lifted slightly, and said softly.

A dull sound suddenly came from Wen Jie's body. The smile on his face also quickly froze, and in its place, it was shocked.

"Poof. ”

A mouthful of blood mixed with broken internal organs spurted out of Wen Jie's mouth, and his hard body was also paralyzed softly.

"Sen Luo's death breath is not the Lord you can resist! it has already entered your body!"

Ye Tian smiled slightly.

Looking at the corpse that was rapidly losing its vitality, Ye Tian rubbed his hands indifferently, and then turned around and left slowly.

Then, with the rest of the Heavenly Punishment Alliance, they quietly left the camp of the Lord of Wenjie.

...

The camp of the Lord of the Bunjay.

Early morning sun. Falling from the sky, shrouded through the branches of the trees, sparsely shining in the quiet camp below.

In the silent camp, some soldiers who were unconscious on the ground suddenly opened their eyes in confusion, sat up slowly, and looked at each other after a long time.

The soldiers, who had woken up from their sleep, quickly got up with a thrill in their hearts. Looking at the silent camp, he tightened his weapons and walked quickly towards the tent in the middle of the camp.

Standing outside the tent, a soldier shouted loudly, but did not respond in the slightest.

After waiting for a moment again, a sense of unease rose in the hearts of all the soldiers, and one mercenary took the lead, a large knife in his hand. A handful cut the curtain of the tent.

The curtain slowly falls, and the scene inside it. It finally appeared in everyone's eyes.

Inside the tent, Lord Wenjie collapsed to the ground, his eyes widened, and there was still a trace of solidified horror on his face, and on the ground, a pool of blood that had become sticky constantly stimulated everyone's hearts that had been shocked to the limit.

A breath of death, ups and downs.

"Lord Wenjie... Killed!"

Looking at the tragedy inside the tent with shocked faces, many soldiers softened their faces with miserable faces.

"The Wenjie lord of the four dynasties was killed!"

"I heard that the person who attacked was the young man they were going to besiege!"

"That young man named Ye Tian has already killed the two late stage country lords of the Four Great Dynasties. ”

"Tsk, the four major dynasties, this time they are really losing their faces, and they are so embarrassed by a second-rate force that has just risen. ”

I don't know where the wind came from, but in just one afternoon, the camp of the entire four major dynasties. Almost everyone knew that the Wenjie lord of the four dynasties was beheaded by Ye Tian.

For a while, countless banters and lively eyes began to converge on the four major dynasties in silence.

...

Four dynasties, hall.

"Lord Wenjie was also killed. Yan Peng said indifferently.

"That kid, he's looking for trouble!"

In the hall, there was a sudden silence and terrible.

"Hmm. The landscape was calm, and his face did not change in any way because of this.

In the center of the hall with a gloomy atmosphere, a corpse without breath was placed in it, looking at the face of the corpse, it was the Wenjie lord of the four dynasties who died in the hands of Ye Tian.

Looking at Wen Jiedi's corpse, everyone in the hall remained silent, not daring to make the slightest sound, because they could already perceive that the two lords at the top of the hall were emanating from their bodies

"I'm going to break that little bastard into pieces!"

His eyes were blood-red staring at the corpse of the Lord of Wenjie, the teeth of the two lords were creaking, and the violent anger was suppressed in their voices.

Looking at the cold corpse beside him, an indescribable shock and horror swept through the slightly narrowed pupils of the landscape. The second-rate forces that appeared only a month ago have grown to such a point?

As the leaders of the four major dynasties, the strength of the two lords of the country is very clear in the hearts of the people below. However, even if he was a little jealous, the late pulse of the pulse realm was actually destroyed by the young man who was only twenty...

This kind of somewhat dreamlike reality made the landscape, Yan Peng, the two lords of the country, have a fear of the young man in their hearts and... More violent killing intent.

This kind of enemy ... All means must be done to put him to death!

Slowly raised his head, and glanced at the first landscape country lord, the two country masters with the same temperament had murderous intent soaring in their eyes.

"Ye Tian was able to kill the Wenjie Lord, which means that his strength should also be in the late stage of the Pulse Realm. Moreover, the attribute exercises possessed by the Lord of Wenjie, coupled with the physical martial arts he had refined. ”

"Even if it is placed in the same class, it can be regarded as a top strength. However, he was still killed by Ye Tian, it seems that that guy must have even weirder exercises and martial arts than Wen Jie!" In the voice of the lord of the landscape country, there is a trace of coldness.