Ye Futian questioned strongly, making the vast space around the City Lord's Mansion silent.

For a while, Zhu Kun couldn't answer.

Ye Futian said, there is indeed no problem, if you want to admit that Emperor Kua and belong to the nine major tribes, then you should inherit his will.

Obviously, this is just a plunder, and there is no righteousness.

The so-called charges are nothing more than trumped-up.

"Even if you are a person who praises the emperor's inheritance, you can only come from my nine major tribes, how can it be related to you, an outsider. Chong Lou, the patriarch of the Chong clan, spoke, his eyes were extremely domineering, and he glanced at Ye Futian.

Ye Futian looked at the other party and said, "Chonglou, the patriarch of the Chong clan, your name comes from the Chonglou battle body of the law inherited by the Emperor." ”

Chonglou stared at Ye Futian, and sure enough, he had inherited the complete method of Kuahuang Dao, and even knew the method of inheritance.

"Since it has nothing to do with outsiders, what are you nine major tribes doing when you invite Dao Fire Winners to enter the ancestral land?" Ye Futian asked: "Isn't it because there is no one in your nine major tribes, and you borrow the power of outsiders to win the inheritance for you, and then you will destroy it after taking it?"

Chonglou's pupils contracted slightly, containing an extremely domineering meaning, and between the opening and closing of his pupils, there seemed to be an incomparably terrifying phantom of the Flame God of War appearing in Ye Futian's pupils, as if to crush him directly.

Ye Futian's eyes were also burning with flames, and his breath bloomed, although these people didn't make a move, but just a look, a wisp of breath, could give him an extremely strong oppressive force.

There are Saint Realm figures from the nine major tribes stepping out, the aura on their bodies is terrifying, staring at Ye Futian, and there is also a strong man behind Chonglou who stepped forward, bathing in flames.

Ye Futian, there is no one in the nine major tribes.

Seeing the person who walked out, Ye Futian glanced at it, revealing contempt.

"After many years in the western realm, it seems that the nine major tribes have forgotten who they are, do not obey the orders of the emperor, and have no self-knowledge. Ye Futian spoke indifferently.

"Even without your existence, sooner or later, my nine major clans will be left by Emperor Kua, and the heavy clan will leave again, and I will learn where your self-confidence comes from. Seeing Ye Futian's contemptuous expression, that figure walked forward, he was the first person of the young generation of the heavy clan, and his combat power was extremely terrifying.

This time the ancestral land was opened, he did not enter, and the people within their nine major tribes would re-enter the ancestral land when they cultivated to a higher level, so that the certainty would be greater, and at the same time, they would continue to invite outsiders to do things for the nine ancestral lands.

What Ye Futian said was not wrong, the Nine Great Ancestors invited them, but they were just using them.

Only this time, the fire of the ancestral land was taken away, and the relics of the emperor disappeared.

Re-leaving, he was bent on inheriting the legacy of Emperor Kua, however, before he could go to the ancestral land to see, the ancestral land was gone.

The strong man of the Chong clan did not stop Chongli from making a move, and Chongli was extremely talented, and he was a transcendent demon who was very promising to open the door of the ancestral land and go to inherit the ruins of Emperor Kua.

They are heavy on the clan and have always had high hopes.

But now, everything is on Ye Futian.

Stepping away from the void again, the power of the Holy Dao swept out, pressing towards Ye Futian, and every step he took out, he stepped on Ye Futian like a flame god of war.

"Which of you shoots. Xia Qingyuan said to the people behind her.

This is a heavy separation, and you want to fight Ye Futian directly?

The other party's nine major clans came, the strong man was like a cloud, and Chonglou was just a junior figure, so he wanted to directly fight the city lord of Chiba City, is he also worthy?

"I'll go. ”

A voice came out, and the words fell, and a sword broke through the air, like lightning and thunder, cutting through the void.

In the crowd, there was a figure walking forward, between heaven and earth, the sword intent was all over the sky, roaring forward.

Heavy separation of the eyes swept down the sky, the fire of the terrifying avenue burned down, the space shook, as if to kill the other party with a single look, but the eyes of the person who stepped out were like swords, tearing everything apart, and directly shattering the Dao attack that pierced into his pupils.

"Boom. "The battle intent is monstrous, and the body is turned into a flame god of war, and when he steps down, the void roars and shakes, and a flame footprint tramples on the void, burning the mountains and boiling the sea.

The sword stabbed directly into the big footprint of the flames, and with a loud bang, it pierced directly into it, wanting to tear it apart.

The surrounding space seemed to be torn apart.

Chongli stepped forward again, the Dao Fire on his body seemed to be more powerful and domineering, and his whole person became more majestic, and he stepped out again, the big footprints of the flames seemed to overlap with the big footprints just now, and the power skyrocketed, destroying the opponent's sword intent.

The person who stepped out pointed his finger forward, and the sword qi was sluggish, turning into a terrifying sword qi storm, enveloping the opponent's attack, and at the same time, the stronger sword intent merged into the previous sword, moving forward.

Heavy departure continued to step, the pressure became stronger and stronger, his body became more and more majestic, and the heavy building battle body had thirteen weights, one heavy stronger than the other.

Heavy departure and seven steps in a row, and the battle body releases seven times.

However, the opponent didn't take a step back, the sword intent opened the way, and in the big footprint of flames that was condensed and born like a tall building, there was an infinite brilliant sword light shining, raging wildly, and at the same time, a giant sword pierced into it little by little, and both forces were extremely strong.

Many powerhouses of the Chong clan frowned, Chongli was already an extremely strong figure in their clan, even in the nine major clans, they all belonged to the top people in this realm, the other party Ye Futian did not step out, Xia Qingyuan did not make a move, and there were still people who could resist Chongli?

At this moment, the flame footprint was surrounded by monstrous fire and brilliant sword light, and finally accompanied by a loud bang, everything was destroyed, and the flames and sword qi raged between the heavens and the earth, causing a storm of destruction to blow in the space.

"Who is that?" someone asked, these two Saint Dao Beginner Realm people were very strong.

"It should be a cultivator in the Xia Emperor Realm. Someone whispered.

Ye Futian's expression was calm, looking at the battle in the void, this strength was indeed very good.

As for the opponent of Chongli, the sword cultivator above the thirty-three days of hatred in the Xia Emperor Realm, Yuchuan.

The two fought violently, and many powerhouses in the vast space released their breath to resist the aftermath of the battle between the two.

Zhu Kun and Chonglou stared at the battlefield, only to see that at this time, there was a strong man stepping forward and stepping into the battlefield, it was the holy realm demon figure of the Zhu clan, Zhu Nan.

Not only him, but the strong people of the major tribes have stepped forward one after another and walked towards the battlefield.

These people are all in the realm of sainthood, and it seems that they want to force Ye Futian to make a move.

If they can directly take down Ye Futian, there is no need for the top people of each tribe to do it, they only need to block the top people of the other party.

These strong men stepped forward, heading directly towards the battlefield where Yuchuan was, Ye Futian frowned, and before he could speak, there was a figure walking in the void beside him.

The Sword Saint and Gu Dongliu stepped out first and went straight to the battlefield.

After that, Ye Wuchen and Xu Chehan also walked towards the battlefield.

In addition, the Xuanyuan clan and Shenxiao Valley also had a strong man each stepping out, corresponding to the number of opponents fighting, and each went to find his opponent.

In an instant, the holy power swept the heavens and the earth in the middle of the battlefield, overwhelming the vast space outside the city lord's mansion.

The Sword Saint directly sacrificed the magic sword, and he didn't regard it as a battle, but as a battlefield.

Today, the nine tribes themselves are not here to fight, but to get people.

In an instant, the demonic power roared into the sky, and the sword intent merged into the body of the sword saint, making his body seem to be covered with a layer of demonic armor.

The magic knife swallowed the terrifying brilliance of the demonic path, and the turbulent air flow swept through the void of heaven and earth, and he appeared in front of a strong man of the Wu clan, the other party's body was bright, and the light of the golden crow divine bird bloomed, but when the sword saint slashed out, the sky seemed to be cut through a terrible hell crack.

His expression changed in shock, and a huge golden crow divine bird appeared, smashing out, trying to block the sword light, but under the magic knife, the figure of the golden crow divine bird was directly cut off.

The terrifying sharpening knife cut down, and with a pop, the golden black fire feather condensed behind him was directly cut off, and the whole person was still rapidly dodging and retreating, breaking out in a cold sweat.

"This magic knife ......" Many strong people stared at the knife in the hand of the Sword Saint, that sword intent was far stronger than the realm of the Sword Saint, like the knife of ten thousand demons, when the knife was cut out, it was full of violent aura.

The opponent Gu Dongliu faced was a strong man from the Nanli tribe, his body was shining with divine brilliance, surrounded by ancient characters, the avenue resonated, the breath soared, and when the palm print burst out, it was like the sky was cracking, domineering.

Xu Chehan walked towards a strong man of the Shang clan, his body floated towards the other party, the aura on his body was not strong, the other party saw him walk in, a sneer flashed in his eyes, and in the palm of his hand, there was a bright golden flame.

When Xu Chehan arrived, his palm print directly burst out and touched Xu Chehan's palm.

"You're looking for death. Seeing that Xu Chehan dared to touch his palm, he opened his mouth with cold contempt, with strong killing intent.

When the two palm prints collided together, the terrifying scorching flame airflow instantly rushed into Xu Chehan's arm, and even rushed all the way forward, rushing into Xu Chehan's body.

Xu Che snorted coldly, and there was a terrifying golden Dao fire in his body that destroyed everything, rushing towards his internal organs, his body was directly shocked back, and blood flowed out of his mouth.

But at the same time, the other party also let out an exclamation and looked at his palm.

His flaming palm turned black, and soon, his arm was the same, the golden flame mixed with the dark color, and it looked extremely hideous and terrifying.

"Poison. His face was the same, the glow of the golden flames blending into the dark airstream.

But what was even more terrifying was that he felt that this poison technique seemed to be deliberately prepared for his flames, and it would disperse when it met the fire, invading all the internal organs, limbs, and hundreds of remains.

Xu Chehan was also uncomfortable, he took out an elixir and fed it directly to his mouth, and then directly withdrew from the battlefield, his breath worked, and the poison turned into a medicine path, and a healing light enveloped his body and repaired the damaged parts.

In the competition of combat power, he must be inferior to the Saint Realm characters selected by the nine major tribes of the Red Dragon Realm, but his poison technique was unexpected, which was enough for the other party.

The situation on the battlefield is obviously not as expected by the major tribes.

They didn't even have any advantage.

Ye Futian didn't even make a move!