Chapter 729: It's a Good Baby
Day Tiger, cool blood, the two Dan Realm powerhouses turned their heads at the same time.
Qin Shanhe, who had been sitting in the stands, couldn't help but get up at this moment, his eyes were slightly blank, staring ahead.
"Break it for me!" Ye Wentian snorted lightly, and his fist burst out with golden light.
Slammed into the White Curtain Barrier.
"Bang!"
"Boom ......"
The deafening explosion echoed, and the terrifying impact, even if most of it was blocked by the White Curtain Enchantment, just the aftermath that emanated made everyone in the major sects in front of them couldn't help but take a few steps back.
The faces of the people were horrified, and their eyes were staring at the front.
"Click!"
"Click......
There was a crunch echo.
Under the shocked gaze of everyone, a crack appeared in the white curtain barrier in front of him, visible to the naked eye.
In the next second, it spread like a spider's web.
At the moment, it was on the verge of shattering.
"This ......"
"Damn it!"
"Zhaofeng, you said you could trap and kill this child." Day Tiger's face turned blue, and he could imagine what would happen to him after the Great Flame Dragon King rushed out.
Daytiger shouted.
At the same moment, outside the middle courtyard of the mansion, two terrifying momentum rose into the sky.
"The old man said that if he can trap and kill this son, this son will definitely die today." A slightly hoarse voice came from outside the courtyard.
The sound did not fall.
In the courtyard of the mansion, two figures suddenly appeared in everyone's sight.
The gray-clothed old man at the head sneered, and a man in a black robe stood beside him, and his body swept with momentum, making people dare not look directly.
Everyone in the Jiangcheng martial arts world trembled in their hearts.
"The momentum of the man in black is the same as that of Huang's predecessor."
"They've got another Dan Realm."
"The old man at the head is probably also the peak of congenital ......."
He Xiao, Ji Wusheng, Rou Nianyun and others' faces changed slightly.
At the same time as the two people in front of them appeared, everyone in the Jiangcheng martial arts world felt an obvious sense of rolling.
On the ruins of Wutai, Ye Wentian's eyes burst into light, and before he could find this old thing, he sent it to the door himself...
"Old thing, this time, you can't run." Ye Wentian's eyes were cold, and the killing intent around him was strong.
"Zhaoguo, national teacher?" Zhao Ying subconsciously opened her eyes, and after seeing the person who came, she was not surprised.
The old national teacher glanced at the ruins of Wutai, and his face showed contempt.
"Child, you dare to be rampant."
"Do you need to be reminded by the old man, what is your current situation?"
"You will die here, these friends of yours in the Jiangcheng martial arts world will not survive today, this Jiangcheng Palace, the old man will burn it down."
The old national teacher sneered and spoke.
The voice did not fall.
The man in black on the side suddenly stepped forward, his momentum climbed, and under the robe with his raised hand, there was a bright white sky, which appeared in his figure.
"White Tiger Ding."
"Sealed!"
The man in black waved his hand.
A wisp of white flickered, and the next second it stopped above the ruins of Wutai.
Under the shocked gaze of everyone, the white curtain enchantment that was originally going to be broken was actually directly repaired, and the transparent enchantment cover gradually materialized.
And the color is getting darker and darker, as if it has turned into a huge white eggshell.
Ye Wentian's figure was stunned, and under huge pressure, his body was straight at this moment, and his eyes were locked on the old national teacher.
"I will kill you." Ye Wentian muttered.
The old national teacher smiled lightly, glanced away from the front, and then withdrew his gaze while nodding slightly to the man in black beside him.
"Understood."
"In the White Tiger Ding, it is impossible for that little child to get out alive." The man in black understood and responded.
Between the words, a backhand slapped a seal.
As everyone looked at it, the White Curtain Barrier became stronger and stronger, like a sealed bunker, completely blocking the two people inside.
Until, everyone couldn't see the figure of Ye Wentian and the others.
Even the breath was completely sealed.
"Ask the sky......" Rou Nianyun looked anxious, just about to rush forward.
Suddenly.
A sturdy old man stood in front of him.
"King Jiangcheng, don't be impulsive!"
"With Mr. Ye's strength, he will definitely be fine."
"The current situation is not on our side, the old man suggested, one can escape." Yang Zhiding had been standing in the rear, and immediately rushed out when he saw this scene.
Everyone in the Jiangcheng martial arts world unconsciously fell on the body of this middle master.
"Look a fart."
"Is what the old man said wrong? King Jiang Cheng is Mr. Ye's second wife, if something happens to her, the old man can't explain it to that kid."
Yang Zhiding glanced at everyone and spoke in a loud voice.
In addition to this reason, knowing that he is not an opponent, Yang Zhiding will never be able to fight with the other party.
Escape, this Chinese titan is undoubtedly a professional.
He Xiao, the king of Zhongzhou, frowned, and just wanted to say something.
"It makes sense, after Ji Mou's pad, Yang Zhiding, you take them away first." Ji Wusheng's body was full of momentum, and he was ready to die.
compared to others.
Ji Wusheng and Yang Zhiding are not particularly concerned about the safety of Jiangcheng.
If it weren't for Mr. Ye's message, I'm afraid they wouldn't have been involved.
That's when it happened.
"Whew!"
"Whistling."
An unconcealable sense of oppression came.
The day tiger flashed forward and stood at the front, his eyes locked on the people of Jiangcheng.
"Want to escape?"
"Oh, none of you want to leave alive today." Daytiger grinned and sneered, with his strength, suppressing these wastes in front of him was as simple as slaughtering a pig and slaughtering a dog.
The foreign warriors in front of him, one by one, showed a fierce light, and instantly stood up, and under the sweep of his breath, he locked on his prey.
The air in the courtyard froze, and the atmosphere was tense to the extreme.
And at the same moment.
Ye Wentian raised his head and looked at the white walls around him, his face showing strangeness.
As he looked overhead, he could see that in the center above his head, there was a white triangular furnace ding, spinning slightly.
"Ritual weapons?" Ye Wentian muttered.
And then beside him.
Zhao Ying's face turned pale, and she also looked up, and the next moment her body trembled violently.
"Poof!"
「……」
A mouthful of blood spurted out.
"This ...... What is this?" Zhao Ying's mind was buzzing, and just by looking at it, the spiritual power in her body was instantly chaotic.
The foundation of her martial arts seemed to be about to collapse.
"Ip Mantian, I'...... We're going to die here." Zhao Ying's face was extremely ugly, and she could clearly feel that she might not last long.
The power of the strange white tripod above her head was already beyond her cognition, and the feeling of rolling was even stronger than facing the powerhouses of the Dan Realm.
Even the thought of rebellion could not arise.
"Don't panic."
"Stand behind me." Ye Wentian grabbed the person beside him, and the pure spiritual power in his body exploded, enveloping him.
Zhao Ying's eyes twitched: "Do you still have any remaining spiritual power?"
Compared with the Bai Ding above his head, the Great Yan Dragon King beside him made Zhao Ying even more difficult to understand, he was obviously only an innate realm, but the spiritual power in his body seemed to be endless.
"Hmm."
"I'm here, you can't die."
"Let's try to see if we can smash this white wall." Ye Wentian nodded, and at the same time clenched his fists, and majestic spiritual power gushed out from his body.
Under Zhao Ying's shocked gaze, the person in front of him took a step and rushed straight forward.
"Bang!"
"Rumble ......"
Ye Wentian slammed down with a punch.
The moment his fist touched the wall, the white wall sank, and his fist seemed to hit cotton.
The power of his fist was quickly absorbed, and it melted into the furnace above his head along the white wall.
"Hum!"
"Roaring ......"
The white tiger trembled slightly, and there seemed to be a faint sound of a tiger's roar.
"Huh?"
"It's a good baby." Ye Wentian looked up, and his eyes suddenly lit up.