The voice from outside the city obviously directly admitted that he was one of the murderers.

Moreover, the content of what he said was too indifferent, Xuantian City, the martial artists of the entire city, many of them were not even martial artists, and all of them were murdered.

In the eyes of these aliens, have they ever regarded the Terrans of the Great Wilderness as human beings?

Yang Tian turned around suddenly, his eyes revealing a terrifying light, like an angry beast.

Zheng!

The Xingchen Sword suddenly flew out and levitated in front of Yang Tian, exuding a powerful sword intent.

"Wow! For! For! ”

Footsteps came, listening to the footsteps, apparently there was more than one person.

Soon, in Yang Tian's sight, nine figures appeared, each of which was a foreign race.

In their bodies, there are half of the bloodlines of the alien race, and half of the bloodline of the Great Wilderness Terrans, but with the improvement of cultivation, the bloodline belonging to the Great Wilderness Terrans has been refined by themselves, and gradually, in their bodies, only the bloodlines of the alien races flow.

They don't recognize the Great Wilderness Terrans, so why should the Great Wilderness Terrans recognize them?

"I admire your courage, you dare to come to Xuantian City alone to die, seeing that you are not very old, but you have the cultivation of the Martial King Sevenfold, I don't know which tribe of the Southern Wilderness is Tianjiao?" Among the nine alien races, a martial artist of the Martial King Nine Folds asked.

As for the remaining eight, only the cultivation of the Martial King Eightfold was scattered one by one, faintly surrounding Yang Tian.

Yang Tian looked up, the nine foreign warriors seemed to be powerful, but in fact, he didn't take it to heart.

Right now, someone on the other side spoke, and he didn't bother to answer, he raised his right hand and grabbed the Xingchen Sword in his hand, and then flew out and stabbed towards the alien warrior of the Martial King Jiuzhong.

Among the nine alien warriors, only this one is the cultivation of the Martial King Ninefold, which is the greatest threat, and the remaining eight, only the cultivation of the Martial King Eightfold, for him, the threat is very small.

Laugh at!

Yang Tian stabbed out with a sword, as if piercing the void, setting off a series of sonic booms.

"Humph! The cultivation of the Martial King Sevenfold also dares to be presumptuous in front of the great Lord Ye Motian! ”

"Lord Ye Motian, don't you weaken me to take down this kid?"

……

The eight martial arts of the eightfold alien race opened their mouths one after another, as if they were asking for credit.

"No, I'm most interested in dealing with this kind of native!" The Martial King Ninefold Alien Warrior spoke.

Obviously, he is Ye Motian.

"I want to see how a martial artist with a sevenfold martial artist of the Martial King can make a move in front of me?" Ye Motian was not afraid of Yang Tian at all.

When Yang Tian attacked, there was a broad sword in his right hand, and with a flick of his wrist, he swung it quickly.

The wide blade of the sword is impenetrable to the wind that swings in front of him.

Yang Tian held the Xingchen Sword in his hand, and a sword stabbed at it, hitting the sword body of the broad sword, making a "clanging" sound.

"Give me back!"

After several swords in a row, Ye Motian let out a loud shout, and the wide sword struck Yang Tian's body.

Yang Tian's figure was suddenly unstable, his face was a little pale, and at the same time, his speed was slow, and he couldn't fight now, but flew back to the rear.

"With your strength, it's already very good to be able to pass three moves in my hands, but next, you're going to die!" Ye Motian smiled.

After speaking, Ye Motian raised the broadsword, and then a milky white light poured out from the broadsword, which seemed to be very holy.

But Yang Tian felt a purifying power in that holy light.

Once the body encounters that light, the whole body will be completely purified.

This time, Yang Tian was no longer careless, holding the Xingchen Sword in his hand, and suddenly slashed down with a sword, and when this sword was cut down, sixty-four sword qi was immediately derived, all of which flew towards Ye Motian.

Rumble!

When the sixty-four sword qi slashed down, the holy light also surged out, and the two quickly bombarded together violently.

However, it was visible to the naked eye that the Holy Light collapsed under the sixty-four sword qi, and finally all of them collapsed.

The remaining sword qi, with a powerful sword intent, fell on Ye Motian's body.

Burst!

Ye Motian spurted out a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale directly, and his figure flew out directly upside down like a kite with a broken string.

Call!

Yang Tian's figure moved, like a violent wind, rushing out in an instant, and then a series of silver lights lit out and landed on Ye Motian's body, sealing his whole body.

For a while, although Ye Motian was not dead, he was seriously injured, and his whole body was sealed, and the power in his body could not be used at all.

"Lord Ye Mo Tian is defeated? How is this possible? ”

"If Lord Ye Motian dies, we won't be able to live when we go back......"

"Let's go up together, kill this kid, and save Lord Ye Motian!"

The remaining eight alien warriors actually made a move, wanting to recapture Ye Motian from Yang Tian's hands.

Yang Tian sneered, the light on the black ring flashed, and Ye Motian's figure disappeared directly, and he was included in the black ring.

"You guys, let's die!" Yang Tian said in a deep voice, once again casting the sword transformation stars, and a full sixty-four sword qi flew out.

The eight foreign warriors who rushed in, their figures had not yet approached Yang Tian, and they suddenly stopped, and fell unwillingly one by one.

Until death, they couldn't figure out why a martial artist with a sevenfold martial artist of the Martial King only cast a sword, and then let all the powerhouses of the eight martial kings and eightfold fall?

After dealing with these alien races, Yang Tian's face still did not show the slightest joy, but was as cold as ice, containing a strong and incomparably murderous aura.

Xuantian City was very large, Yang Tian walked out step by step, and explored every place in Xuantian City, and in the end, his face was blue and looked very ugly.

The demon ape followed behind Yang Tian, and seemed to be able to feel Yang Tian's anger, and he walked without making a sound, for fear of disturbing Yang Tian.

After a long time, Yang Tian spoke, "Demon Ape, do you know why these alien races are so vicious? ”

This sentence seems to be asking the demon ape, but in fact, what Yang Tian is asking is not his own heart?

"The alien race came from outside the sky, and when they invaded the Great Wilderness World, I don't know how tragic it was, but the hatred that the alien race left to the Great Wilderness Human Race back then has long been melted into the blood, in the bones, and passed down from generation to generation, even if it is me, when I see the alien race, I can't kill it cleanly!"

"Alien, extraterrestrial?"

Yang Tian looked up at the sky, and after a long time, he muttered again: "Ya clan, yes, it's really a familiar surname......

When night fell, Yang Tian was still pondering, and it seemed that he had not yet come out of the tragedy in Xuantian City.

Finally, when the power of the stars in the sky fell, Yang Tian's eyes moved, the light on the black ring flashed, and Ye Motian's figure appeared in front of him.

Ye Motian in front of him was sealed due to the strength of his whole body, so that the injuries in his body could not be recovered, and his breath was already very weak.

It looks like they're even a little dying.

Yang Tian put his hands behind his back, looked up at the stars in the sky, and said lightly: "Ye Motian, tell me, where is your lair?" ”

(End of chapter)