Of course, Ye Wuchen was not because of a momentary impulse.

Not because of sympathy for these dead people.

It's because these people are here to kill him.

In this way, how could Ye Wuchen be polite?

Next, it was the cooperation of Ye Wuchen and the big black chicken, rampaging in the endless ancient forest.

I don't know if I don't kill, there are hundreds of such teams.

They were all there to hunt Ye Wuchen and the people around him.

Of course, even if you can't hunt Ye Wuchen, as long as you find Ye Wuchen's traces and report it, you can get a high reward.

No wonder so many people enter the endless forest without fear of death.

The more he understood, the more ruthless Ye Wuchen became.

These people are all weak, and the strongest ones are no more than seventh-level martial saints.

Ye Wuchen is all a spike!

A day later, Ye Wuchen had swept away a hundred waves of hunters.

Basically, those who entered the Endless Ancient Forest had all been wiped out by Ye Wuchen, and there were not many survivors left.

Ye Wuchen advanced all the way, killing all the way, and soon approached the ancient burial ground.

"Hey, someone is close to the ancient burial ground, and they are still alive?"

"Could it be that someone knows Bai Yi?"

Ye Wuchen and the big black chicken sensed a wave of people near the ancient burial ground.

This position is already Bai Yi's range of activities, and it stands to reason that anyone who enters here will be eaten by Bai Yi.

But these people are still alive and well.

"Master!"

And at this time, Bai Yi appeared beside Ye Wuchen.

"These people are here to find their masters. ”

"They say, "It was your father's old ministry." ”

Bai Yi didn't wait for Ye Wuchen to ask, and he had already told everything.

My father's old ministry?

Ye Wuchen frowned slightly.

As the Chinese god of war, it is not surprising that Ye Zhantian has an old department.

But what are they looking for themselves for?

Ye Wuchen doesn't believe it, Lao Tzu is not there, and he is the master of this kind of trick.

In this world, everything is built on great strength.

If you don't have the strength and are garbage, these people won't even recognize yourself as the son of the god of war, right?

"Let them come. ”

Ye Wuchen said lightly.

He also wanted to know, what did these people who claimed to be Ye Zhantian's old department want to do?

So, Bai Yi Chuanyin asked them to come over.

There were five people, four men and one woman.

The leader is an old man, although the aura on his body has been subdued, but he can still make people feel his strength.

This is a ninth-level spiritual martial saint.

These people are extremely terrifying, and they have amazing means to turn the world upside down.

As soon as he appeared, he looked at Ye Wuchen with a pair of sharp eyes.

At this moment, Ye Wuchen had returned to his original appearance.

He was also staring at the group coldly.

The old man looked at Ye Wuchen, and a trace of horror flashed in his eyes.

You must know that he is a ninth-level spiritual martial saint, and a single gaze can make heaven and earth lose color.

But his gaze had no effect on Ye Wuchen.

"Old decay Zhuo Yihang, I have seen the young master. ”

Zhuo Yihang bent down and saluted.

A ninth-level spiritual martial saint, he behaved so respectfully as soon as they met, which could be regarded as giving Ye Wuchen enough face.

"Grandpa, this hasn't been decided yet!"

"Who knows if he's an imposter or not, I think it's up to the Lord to be sure. ”

"We came out to take him to see the master, if this person is a fake, isn't your gift in vain, grandpa?"

Among the five, the only woman was a young woman, extremely beautiful, but with a somewhat arrogant expression.

She looked at Ye Wuchen with a disdainful attitude.

"Yes, Grandpa Zhuo, what Tianjiao said is right, whether he is our young master or not, it is up to the lord to decide. ”

One of the young men echoed the woman.

Ye Wuchen's expression was indifferent, without a trace of change.

He looked at Zhuo Yihang and said, "Zhuo Lao, what do you think?"

There was no trace of emotion in the voice.

Smack, smack!

As soon as Ye Wuchen's voice fell, without any warning, the man and the woman were directly pulled away by an invisible spiritual palm.

"Grandpa!"

The young woman covered her high, swollen face and looked at Zhuo Yihang in disbelief.

Her name is Zhuo Tianjiao, and she is Zhuo Yihang's granddaughter.

That young man is the grandson of a good friend of Zhuo Yihang, named Feng Zifan.

He's clearly still in a daze.

Grandpa Zhuo, who usually has an excellent temper, how could he suddenly be so heavy on them today?

"Young master, are you satisfied now?"

Zhuo Yihang didn't look at Zhuo Tianjiao and Zhuo Tianfeng, but respectfully asked Ye Wuchen.

At this moment, Zhuo Tianjiao and Feng Zifan naturally understood that they were beaten because of Ye Wuchen.

The two of them were full of resentment towards Ye Wuchen in their hearts.

Of course, they are not stupid, and they dare not show anything now.

But even so, how could Ye Wuchen not know their thoughts?

It's just that Ye Wuchen didn't care at all, and just said lightly, "I'm not satisfied, it doesn't matter." ”

"If I make a move, they'll be dead. ”

Zhuo Yihang nodded and said, "The old man knows." ”

He knew that what Ye Wuchen said was the truth.

If the female ghost of the ancient burial ground wanted to make a move, even if it was him, a ninth-level spiritual martial saint, he would be killed on the spot.

In the face of such a powerful force, Zhuo Tianjiao and Feng Zifan were so ignorant of etiquette.

Regardless of whether Ye Wuchen is the son of the God of War or not, he is far above them with the strength of the other party, and life and death are also in the hands of the other party.

At least respectfulness is still to be done.

However, Zhuo Tianjiao and Feng Zifan had no consciousness at all, and they still had such a lofty attitude.

That would kill them all.

Before coming, Zhuo Yihang had an in-depth understanding of Ye Wuchen's achievements, and knew that this son was a murderous demon king, and he didn't know how many ninth-order martial saints and epics had fallen into his hands.

Even if he threw away the aura of the son of the god of war, he would be a head shorter in front of this young man, a ninth-level spiritual martial saint.

Where is their turn to be presumptuous here?

The two palms just now were actually saving Zhuo Tianjiao and Feng Zifan, but they didn't know that they were still full of resentment towards Ye Wuchen in their hearts.

If it weren't for Ye Wuchen, how could Zhuo Yihang beat them?

"My lord is the righteous sister of the god of war. ”

"The Lord asked us to escort you into the Wudu. ”

"Of course, the young master can naturally enter the martial capital without us. ”

"But if you have an extra identity, it will be more convenient to act in the martial capital. ”

"Even, you can compete with the martial arts in an open and honest manner. ”

Zhuo Yihang quickly explained his intention.

Father's stepsister?

Doesn't that mean that I am going to call her aunt!

Ye Wuchen remained silent and asked, "What identity?"

Zhuo Yi Channel: "The young master of the underground forces." ”

As soon as Zhuo Yihang's voice came out, Zhuo Tianjiao and Feng Zifan's faces changed at the same time.

Even the two middle-aged men beside Zhuo Yihang looked solemn.

Obviously, none of them thought that Zhuo Yihang would make such a hasty decision?

This is indeed the intention of their master, but it must be determined after the master has seen it!

The third update!)