After changing his clothes, Kumen slowly walked outside the door, and finally turned his head to look at the old house, the thoughts in his heart flew around, and then he strode towards the center of the clan, never looking back. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The three young women, with fearful expressions on their faces, cautiously followed behind Kumen.

Last night's mutation, Kumen not only improved by leaps and bounds, but also became more fierce in momentum, and his body seemed to be a little taller, but his slightly thin body still did not change much, and he put on a white robe, but he also showed some fairy wind bones.

All the way to the end.

The news that Kumen was chosen as the next sacrifice had already spread throughout the clan, and along the way, all the clansmen were clasped with one arm on their chests, with fanaticism in their eyes.

"Kumen-sama!"

"This is the power of faith" Kumen sighed in his heart, losing his own thoughts, losing the power to question, however, this thought was only a flash, he didn't show any expression on his face, and completely ignored those flattering words, some people can only be pitied, not worthy of respect.

Soon.

It was as if they were all following the Kumen, and when he reached the huge altar outside the temple, the whole clan also gathered here, and thousands of people surrounded the altar in a circle, and the sound was extremely huge.

On the altar, a huge tripod has been erected at this time, several people high, and a whole tripod of medicinal liquid with medicinal fragrance is in it.

It is holy water.

The so-called holy water is actually refined from the medicinal herbs picked and accumulated in the great wilderness in the clan for several years, which is of great benefit to the human body, but for the Kumen who is now greatly strengthened, it is of no use.

"Lord Kumen, the holy water is ready, now you can take a bath, and when you come out, it will be the time when you truly become a sacrifice!"

Patriarch Yang Fengshen hurriedly greeted him and said to Kumen.

Kumen nodded noncommittally, and under the leadership of Yang Fengshen, he walked up to the altar.

Thousands of people stood quietly, standing in place, with yearning, envy, and even jealousy in their eyes, staring closely at the figure of Kumen, while there was a figure, with fists clenched, looking at Kumen on the altar with red eyes, his eyes were full of anger, and even irrepressible.

Why?

All this should have belonged to me! I was revered and feared by all! The one who stood on the altar, enjoying a thousand glories, and bathing in holy water, should be me! The one closest to the gods should be me!

And for all this, standing on the stage and ignoring the bitter gate below, he naturally didn't know, he just quietly waited for Yang Fengshen to announce, and then bathed in holy water.

"So, I declare ......"

As the strongest person in the whole clan, Yang Fengshen's voice was not loud, but it echoed around the entire altar, allowing everyone to hear it clearly.

"I'm not convinced!"

Before Yang Fengshen's words were finished, a childish and angry voice sounded.

The scene was suddenly quiet, Yang Fengshen's face turned pale, and the bitter gate standing on the altar pulled a playful smile at the corner of his mouth after hearing the voice.

Everyone's eyes were focused on a not-so-majestic figure.

This person is Yang Han, the son of Yang Fengshen.

"Yang Men is not qualified to be a sacrifice of our clan at all! The most suitable person to do a sacrifice is me!"

Yang Han's eyes erupted with fire and shouted angrily.

"He's about to turn sixteen, and I'm just fifteen and a month, and I'm stronger than him!"

"I'm not convinced!"

"Presumptuous!"

Yang Fengshen's face was pale, and he reprimanded angrily, his voice was like a lion's roar, piercing the ears, and several weak women who were close to him couldn't help but turn pale and retreat again and again.

"Is God's will beyond your guess, and do not be mistaken!"

Although Yang Han's face changed slightly, he still twisted his neck and responded: "God should also choose a more suitable and powerful talent!"

"I, Yang Han, want to challenge Yang Men, if I win, it means that I am more suitable for this sacrificial position, if I lose, I am willing to be punished!

Yang Fengshen's pupils shrank, and he was about to continue to reprimand something.

"Good!"

Kumen, who had been standing silently beside him, suddenly spoke: "I accept your challenge, if I lose, what if I give you the sacrificial position!"

The audience was in an uproar.

On the stage, Yang Fengshen's face changed greatly, and he said again and again: "Never, never!"

Kumen smiled and said in a low voice: "Don't worry, patriarch, even if I lose, whether I let this sacrificial position or not, it is still up to me to decide, if I lose, I believe that God will also open the net and let Yang Han go, after all, he is young and vigorous, and if he is hit by one or two setbacks, it is not a good thing for his future?"

Yang Fengshen was silent, his face changed and changed, as if he was weighing the pros and cons, and finally nodded reluctantly.

He had already understood the meaning of Kumen's words, that is, he would not let Yang Han become a sacrifice, let alone let him lose his life, so it was a good thing, Yang Han was recognized as the second young generation in the whole clan, and he also had very high hopes for this son.

A moment later.

A large open space was opened in front of the altar and became a temporary venue.

Kumen and Yang Han stood at one end each, looking at each other.

"Yang Men, today, this sacrificial position must be my Yang Han's, for your sake, I won't take your life!

"Oh?"

Bitter and soft, he sneered in his heart, from the first time he saw Yang Han, he found that the qi and blood in Yang Han's body were extremely vigorous, and he had surpassed him before, I am afraid that he has a huge strength of four hundred catties with one hand, if it weren't for last night's transformation, I'm afraid he is really not an opponent, but now, Yang Han is just a joke in front of his eyes.

"Don't talk nonsense, let's do it!"

"Drink!"

Yang Han didn't mind at all, he let out an angry shout from his mouth, and his body was like a cheetah rushing straight forward, the speed was extremely fast, almost in a few blinks, he came to Kumen from dozens of meters away, and formed a fist with one hand, and attacked directly towards the Kumen Gate, the fist wind was Huohuo, Kumen could even feel that there seemed to be a trace of cold breath in that fist!

Kumen Mingmeng, this should be Yang Han's adventure and dependence.

Outside the field, Yang Fengshen's complexion suddenly changed!

"Not good!"

Even he, the father, doesn't know when Yang Han got the adventure and his strength has soared, if there is an accident in the bitter gate, then this sacrificial position is really likely to fall into the hands of his son!

If that's the case, his life will be over!

The clansmen around also opened their mouths, and everyone could see that Yang Han's strength at this time had risen sharply compared to before, which was completely different!

Some people have even secretly predicted that the new sacrifice may not yet be on the throne and will be handed back to the next one.

"Smack!"

In the eyes of everyone's incredulity, Kumen's face remained unchanged, and his right hand, which had been placed on one side, was slightly raised, blocking Yang Han's menacing punch, and the two hands collided with each other to make a crisp sound, and then disappeared without a trace.

It was as if the two of them gave a high-five and said hello, and from beginning to end, Kumen's feet never moved!

"How is that possible?!"

Yang Han's pupils contracted, his face was shocked, after he got the adventure, his strength increased greatly, nearly doubled, reaching a huge strength of more than four hundred catties, and he found that there was a kind of cold power mixed in his fist, he felt that he had surpassed the bitter gate a lot, so he was so unwilling.

But.

He punched with all his might, but it was like a stone falling into a pond, causing a ripple and no more news, and even the body of Kumen did not move!

"Give me death!"

Yang Han's face was hideous, and his right foot swept towards Kumen's head in mid-air.

Finally.

The corners of Kumen's mouth showed a hint of disdain.

The palm that grabbed Yang Han's right fist was shocked.

"Click!"

"Ahh

Yang Han let out a miserable scream, and at this time, his right hand had already been pinched to pieces, and the bone stubble was piercing through the skin, looking extremely shocking!

I'm afraid that even if his right hand heals in the future, his strength will drop greatly.

Kumen's face remained unchanged, his eyes flashed with murderous aura, and his left hand on the other side clenched into a fist, attacking blatantly!

"Boom!"

This punch is like a giant axe opening the mountain, and it is extremely powerful!

The air let out a roar of rage, which was squeezed by the powerful force of the bitter gate.

"Don't!"

Yang Fengshen's face changed greatly, and he screamed, and his body was like a bolt of lightning, coming straight towards the two.

"Bang!"

The fist slammed into the chest of Yang Han, who was extremely frightened, and he only felt that the muscles of his whole body were jumping, exploding inch by inch, and the body was thrown far away, "popping", like a rag, on the ground.

Kumen looked at the arm that was still holding on his right hand, it was actually under his huge force, and his right hand was still holding Yang Han's right hand, forcibly tearing Yang Han's body and arm apart, Kumen threw it casually, and threw the arm in front of Yang Han's body.

Then he glanced at Yang Fengshen, who suddenly stood in place.

"You...... You promise me!"

Yang Fengshen's eyes were blood-red, and his eyes were about to split.

Kumen smiled.

"When? I forgot. ”

"You ......"

Yang Fengshen pointed at the right hand of Kumen and kept trembling, obviously angry to the extreme, the revenge of killing the son is not the same as the sky!

Kumen ignored Yang Fengshen at all, but turned to look at the crowd around him who suddenly quieted, and the sound was not loud, and it also reached everyone's ears.

"I am a sacrificer, chosen by God. ”

"And Yang Han challenges my majesty, which is to challenge the majesty of God!"

"So, Yang Han, it's more than innocent to die!"

The audience was silent, and the pins could be heard.

Then, I don't know which one started.

"Yang Han is against God, and he is innocent!"

"Yang Han is against God, and he is innocent!"

"Yang Han is against God, and he is innocent!"

The momentum grew louder and louder, and finally the voices of thousands of people came together.

Yang Fengshen's face turned pale, and the monstrous killing intent in his eyes also dissipated in front of these thousands of people, because he knew that everyone thought that Yang Han was innocent of death.

Kumen turned and walked up to the altar, raised his arms and shouted:

"I announce, the Holy Water Ritual begins!"

As a sacrifice, he really can't cover the sky with one hand in this clan, and he even has to be on guard against open guns and arrows from others at any time.

However, when the strength comes, there will be only one voice in this clan.

That's the sacrifice - the bitter door!