Chapter 265 – What?

Yang Tianxing didn't waste any time, his eyes were slightly closed like an old monk's concentration, and this kind of concentration made his mind instantly fall into the deepest meditation, and it was unbelievable that it appeared on two teenagers who were only thirteen years old at the same time.

The memories of the two lives, and their teachings in the Four Seasons Mountain. Stimulated by the battle with Wanerhao and the mysterious and representative water, it has accumulated steadily. The understanding of tattoo techniques constantly collides and impacts in the mind, forming new ideas.

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And also in the Heaven Sacrifice Tribe, there are only two people in the main tent.

These two are father and son, and they are also the heavens of the tribe that sacrifices to the heavens.

Yu Wencang, Yu Wenlong father and son.

At this moment, Yu Wenlong's thigh has been mostly healed under the treatment of his tribe's doctors, but due to excessive blood loss, his face is as pale as paper. But on that paper-like face, there was endless hatred: "Father, I want them to die! No...... Even death is not enough, I want them to step under me......

Yu Wencang frowned slightly, and glared at his son: "Shut up! Son, you still don't know how much trouble you caused this time?"

"You've been in the tribe for too long, sitting in a well and watching the sky. The dignified Four Seasons Heavenly Young Lord, can we afford to provoke it?Not to mention Yang Xia, the mountain lord who stepped into the realm of the Five Palaces, Yang Dong, the lord of the Winter Peak, Yang Dong ......" Yu Wencang seemed to remember something.

It was at the top of the Winter Peak, and several strong tribal patriarchs were invited to the Winter Peak to taste tea and watch the snow.

At that time, a patriarch who thought he was strong enough to challenge the Four Seasons Heaven challenged Yang Dong.

Under the fine snow, the long knife on Yang Dong's waist had not yet been unsheathed, and the patriarch of the Four Palace Realm had already fallen to the ground and did not know whether he was alive or dead.

At this time, they were shocked to realize that Yang Dong was already at the peak of the strength of the Four Palaces Realm.

Even if it's just Yang Dong alone, he already has the ability to sweep through the entire Heaven Sacrifice Tribe!

Thinking of this, Yu Wencang's eyes flashed with a touch of jealousy, and then he looked at Yu Wenlong again, and his voice carried a touch of solemnity and reproach that he usually didn't have: "Don't mess with them again! Just let them rest for one night and leave tomorrow! If you offend the Four Seasons, then it will be in danger of extinction for our Heaven Sacrifice Tribe!"

Yu Wenlong lowered his head and responded, "Yes, father. 」

It's just that in the depths of his eyes, under Yu Wencang's insight, there is still a deep-seated hatred.

Yu Wenlong limped out of his father's tent, listening to the exclamation of the girl who was just in the mood for flowers, and was carried into the tent by his father who was already 100 years old, Yu Wenlong's eyes were extremely cold. He returned to his tent and mobilized the forces he had run in the Sacrifice Heaven Tribe all these years.

Not long after, more than a dozen figures appeared in his tent.

These figures, the lowest strength has not yet broken through the Innate Palace, and the highest strength is only one person, and that is the tattoo person with the strength of the Three Palaces Realm. Although Yuwen Long is the young master of the tribe, limited by his strength and his father's prestige, the only person he can influence is the one in front of him, Zheng Ke.

Zheng Ke's identity is very special.

His strength in the Three Palaces Realm, although he is not among the strongest in the Heaven Sacrifice Tribe, he is still in the middle and upper ranks. He has stepped into the Three Palaces Realm for decades, and has stabilized the realm and has a strong experience in tattoo skills. This kind of strong person who has stayed in the realm for many years, every one of them cannot be ignored.

It's just very strange that Zheng Ke didn't even obey Yu Wencang's orders, but he obeyed Yu Wenlong's orders very much.

What's more, Yu Wenlong's unique dragon yang fetish was shot by Zheng Ke in the dark several times and then sent to Yu Wenlong's tent. Therefore, Yuwenlong also trusts Zheng Ke very much. This time, Yuwenlong was summoned, and Zheng Ke naturally came as promised.

Yuwenlong looked around, and everyone who was swept by his gaze had a fanatical look on his face.

The Sacrifice Heaven Tribe is a rare tribe based on faith, and the people gathered here, except for Zheng Ke, a strange person, are all because Yuwenlong is the holy son of the tribe. For the sake of what they believe in their hearts, they are willing to die, even believing that they deserve it.

"I'm sure you all know the reason why this Holy Son convened this time. 」

Yuwen Long's voice, weakened by his serious injuries, carried a sacred and solemn color. He and his father had already played a perfect game with these methods: "There are heretics who come to our tribe to worship the heavens, insult the faith of the heavens, and hurt the body of the Son of God. Such people cannot exist in the world. If such a person is allowed to leave alive, it will be widely proclaimed, and the future generations will regard the spirit of the ancestors who worship the heavens as nothing. 」

One by one, the people present lowered their voices and shouted, "Holy Son, don't worry, we will not let those two infidels, leave alive!"

Yuwen Long frowned, "It's just that those two heretics will only stay in the Holy Land for one day. After tomorrow, they will be on the run. You only have a chance tonight. 」

Yu Wenlong clasped his hands together, and his face was full of piety: "May the ancestors be with you. 」

The clansmen of the Heaven Worshipping Tribe were all fanatical on their faces, as if they had been beaten with chicken blood: "The ancestors are with us!"

After finishing speaking, they left one by one.

Yu Wenlong was not worried, he knew that they were making final preparations.

Soon, only Yu Wenlong and Zheng Ke were left in the huge tent.

The pious look on Yuwen Long's face instantly dissipated, replaced by naked hatred. Zheng Ke is not a member of the Sacrifice Heaven Tribe, but a tattoo who came to the Sacrifice Heaven Tribe many years ago and later took refuge for a long time. So Yu Wenlong knew that this kind of thing was useless to Zheng Ke.

"Uncle Zheng, I want them to die. Yuwenlong was very serious on his face, it was a serious and heart-wrenching hatred.

In Yuwenlong's world, he is the central point. If his father is heaven, then he is at least an earth-like existence. As long as he wants, there is nothing he can't get. But today, Yang Tianxing is nakedly tearing apart this fantasy world.

In addition to the resistance of Yang Tianxing and Wan Erhao, it is more that Yang Tianxing only uses the strength of the first palace realm, but he easily captures himself.

With him growing up in such a greenhouse environment, even if the clansmen practiced with him, they were all tied up one by one, how could anyone dare to really hurt him? This is compared with Yang Tianxing's marksmanship that has been tempered thousands of times.

This kind of strength is one realm short, but it is the strength that is knocked down in one face;

a strong background that even his own father did not dare to offend;

In addition to hatred, Yuwenlong is even more deeply jealous!

Hearing Yu Wenlong's words, Zheng Ke's face was still calm. I saw him nod, "Well, then kill them." 」

Yu Wenlong's face also returned to calm, for Zheng Ke, he didn't want to lie more.

"But, Uncle Zheng. One of those two is the young master of the Four Seasons. 」

"Well, so what?"

"So if Uncle Zheng kills them, you're likely to die. 」

"Well, so what?"

「............」

Yu Wenlong looked at Zheng Ke very seriously, as if he knew this person for the first time.

After a long time, he withdrew his gaze: "Please, Uncle Zheng. 」

"Hmm. Another word, but Zheng Ke had disappeared into the tent.