I saw Priest Han half-kneeling on the ground, his collar was grabbed by Ye Wentian and lifted in his hand, his cheeks were red and swollen, there were traces of blood left on the corner of his mouth, and a back molar fell to the ground, and he couldn't speak.

Ye Wentian sneered: "You dog-eyed guy is also worthy of being a priest? Aren't you afraid of dirtying the holy land of the temple? arrogant and deceitful, fierce and unreasonable, I will punish you for the goddess today!"

After speaking, Ye Wentian raised his palm, and under the incredulous gaze of everyone, the slaps continued to fall on Priest Han's face one after another, and the sound of snapping was endless, and he slapped the left side and the right side, and his soul flew away.

"Ye, you are also a disciple of the Soul Splitting Sect?" Hearing the surname Ye, Chi Wanqiu's first reaction was to associate himself with the Soul Splitting Sect, he knew that the strong could stay young forever, and he couldn't help but secretly doubt in his heart, could it be that Ye Wentian was the peerless powerhouse of the Soul Splitting Sect? If this is the case, it will really be a big flood that has washed the Dragon King Temple today.

Ye Wentian stopped his hand and threw Priest Han, who had completely turned into a pig's head, casually threw it out, his power was used quite skillfully, so that every inch of Priest Han's face was swollen, but he didn't let Priest Han faint, this injury was not fatal, but it couldn't go away in a few months.

"I have the bloodline of the Ye Clan's Soul Splitting Sect, but I am not a disciple of the Soul Splitting Sect. My father is the Supreme Son of Heaven, my teacher is the world's strongest Feiyue, I am from the top of the sun and the moon, my name is Ip Man Tian, if you have a little bit of ears, you should have heard this name. Ye Wentian stood with his hands in his hands, and his momentum shocked the audience, this momentum is really not like what he can have at this age, but if you add the fifteen years of the soul body that is chaotic in time and space, Ye Wentian's psychological age is more than thirty.

"The top of the sun and the moon, the flying moon, Ip Mantian...... Ah, I remember, you're the youngest refiner, you're a refiner!" Chi Wanqiu suddenly exclaimed, his face full of disbelief.

"Dad, what are you talking about? You said he was the refiner at the top of the sun and moon?" Chi Shangyuan grabbed Chi Wanqiu's arm and asked in a folded voice.

Chi Wanqiu's chest rose and fell violently, obviously shocked in his heart, and he didn't speak, just nodded heavily.

"That's right, that's me. You are not bad, you can actually take my palm without hurting, the Gluttonous Sect is indeed worthy of being one of the Ten Sects of the Green Dragon, and when I go to the imperial capital and board the Sky City, I will definitely go to the Gluttonous Sect to see and understand. Ye Wentian showed an indifferent smile of a generation of masters, and his tone was calm but intimidating.

"I don't believe it, you lie to people! There can't be such a genius in the world, what do you think a refiner is? If you can become a refiner at such a young age, then the refiner will be a stall! My talent is high enough, I don't believe that you are taller than me, you must be fake, the refiner on the top of the sun and the moon will never be so young!" Chi Shang Yuan shook his head again and again, constantly denying, denying, denying.

There was also a trace of doubt in Chi Wanqiu's eyes, but he still didn't say anything after all.

Ye Wentian didn't even look at Chi Shangyuan, this kind of guy couldn't get into his eyes, so he kicked Priest Han who had turned into a pig's head away with a casual kick, stood with his hands in his hands, took a deep breath and said loudly: "High Priest, come out to see me!"

Its sound rumbled, like thunder in the sky, rolling and reverberating throughout the temple.

There was a commotion, and a large number of temple guards poured out, all of them were mighty and powerful, at least hundreds, and then, three more gold-armored knights rushed out, their gold-armored golden guns, and their mounts were actually illusory golden flame pegasus, and their breath was all at the level of the Spirit Emperor, and their strength was definitely not inferior to the suit knights of the Qinglong Armament Knights.

Then a dozen priests came out.

"Bold and fanatical, dare to injure the priest of the temple, it is a crime that deserves death, come on, take it down for me, and put it on the altar to punish the soul refining, so that he will never be reborn!" a priest pointed at Ye Wentian with a scepter and said sharply.

The Templars and Temple Guards brushed their promises together, and the light surged with divine might, taking neat steps, and gradually accelerating towards Ip Man Tian to kill.

Ye Wentian was not afraid, the golden light flashed in his palm, and a token appeared in his hand, and he raised it high and said: "The Moon Order is here, who dares to move it!"

All the knights and guards stopped, and the priests looked at each other in shock.

A solemn and beautiful high priest stepped forward, and the priests on either side automatically bowed out of the way.

The High Priest condescended, and asked with a scepter, "Who are you, and why do you have the Moonshot Order, and what is your relationship with Lord Feiyue?"

Ye Wentian held the token and walked up step by step, completely ignoring the guards on both sides in his eyes, and wherever he passed, all the halberds consciously moved away, and none of them dared to move.

Until standing in front of the high priest, Ip Man Tian stopped, handed over the token, and handed it to the high priest to check the authenticity, and the priest and the three Templars around him all raised their breath to the extreme, like a taut bowstring, if Ip Mantian made a slight move, he would definitely usher in a fatal blow.

But Ye Wentian regarded the crisis as nothing, without the slightest fear, and stood with his hands in his hands, his momentum was natural, like the abyss and the mountains were unfathomable.

The high priest took the token over to check, and at the same time, Ye Wentian was also looking at the high priest at close range, there is an unwritten rule in the temple, the high priest must be an unbroken beauty, no matter what her body looks like, there are strict requirements, and it is definitely a good product in a million. This high priest is the same, although he doesn't know how old he is, but under the nourishment of divine power, he is like a twenty-eight virgin, with peaks and peaks, slender waists, and proud curves looming in the divine robe.

"It's true. The High Priest handed the token back.

Ye Wentian retracted his gaze and smiled: "I am Ye Wentian, a disciple of Feiyue, I am here to sacrifice today, this time my sacrifice level is not low, I wonder if I can ask the high priest to preside over it for me personally?"

The high priest was a little uncomfortable by Ye Wentian's eyes, and was taken aback when he heard this: "You are that Ye Wentian?oh I remember, Feiyue once brought you here three years ago to ......" Speaking of this, she seemed to realize something and immediately shut up.

"It's all gone, a false alarm. This is the personal disciple of Lord Feiyue, the most talented and youngest refiner, Priest Han not only contemptuous, but also hasty convicted without asking questions, strictly violated the rules of the temple, and was punished by depriving the priest of his status for ten years!"

Priest Han fell on the stone steps, looking at Ye Wentian and the high priest with eyes full of resentment and hatred, and after hearing the punishment decision, he spurted out a mouthful of blood and passed out completely.

Chi Wanqiu sighed: "That's it, today's bad luck hit the iron plate on the head, we deserve to be unlucky, Shangyuan, you can help Ye Ming back, and tomorrow we will go to Los Angeles to sacrifice." After saying that, he rode the colorful elk and left.

Chi Shangyuan secretly clenched his fists, although he confirmed Ye Wentian's identity, but he was unwilling, really unwilling!