The smell of blood irritates the tip of the nose.

Qiao Yu's eyelashes trembled slightly, she was just an ordinary van driver, and she didn't look very good, where was it worth the Great Yan Dragon King to sacrifice her life to save her.

"Silly ...... Fool."

"Are you stupid! What are you doing to save me? I...... You ......" Qiao Yu's eyes were moist, and he hugged the person in front of him tightly, and he was a little incoherent.

Qi Chong, the king of Zhenxi, also rushed into the house at this time, and his face changed greatly at the same time.

"Mr. Ye!"

"It's over, it's over." Qi Chong glanced ahead, and his heart suddenly chuckled.

If the Great Flame Dragon King dies in Xizhou.

He, the king of Zhenxi, may not live long.

The black-masked man in the room let out a sneer: "Hmph, stupid! It's my clan who thinks highly of you, and the rumors in the Great Yan Martial Arts Realm like to exaggerate, but this son is nothing more than that."

And then on the other side.

King Zhenxi's eyes widened, and his face was full of killing intent at the moment.

"Dog thing!"

"You have killed this king, no matter which tribe you belong to outside the territory, this king will take the border city tiger guards and set foot on your clan." Qi Chong's momentum exploded, just to rush to the people in front of him.

That's when it happened.

"Can you let go, it's too tight, it's a little awkward."

Inside, there was a voice in front of the bed.

Qi Chong, the king of Zhenxi, suddenly took a slump, his eyes burst out with a strange light, and he turned his head to look at it suddenly.

The black-masked man in front of him frowned at the same time.

Inside the house, in front of the bed.

Qiao Yu's body stiffened, his eyes trembled, and he gently let go of his arm.

"You...... You're not dead?" Qiao Yu looked at the person in front of him, the huge thing in front of him was undulating, and the whistling was a little hurried.

Ye Wentian's eyes were calm and he glanced at it very politely.

"Nope."

"It's a little bit of skin."

"This little Karami can't kill me." Ye Wentian said bluntly.

Behind him, the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

I have to say that this Polar Wasteland Tribal Warrior is indeed very good, and his current physical strength is rare for a martial artist who can break through his own defenses with one move.

"You're not dead, you said it earlier!"

"You're lying to me again." Qiao Yu pursed her lips lightly, as if she had thought of something, and her cheeks flushed.

Ye Wentian's face was stunned.

You didn't ask.

This will, obviously, not the time for small talk.

"Stand behind me." Ye Wentian got up and sent the person in front of him behind him, and his gaze fell on the black masked man in front of him.

After taking a closer look, Ye Wentian's eyes were a little more interested.

This tribal warrior gives himself the feeling that his strength is the most innate realm, and the level of the great domain master outside the territory.

Can sneak into the house quietly?

Can you break through your own defenses with one claw?

"Come here, I'll study it." Ye Wentian hooked his fingers.

The figure of the black masked man froze in place, his eyes contracted, he didn't step forward, he didn't flee, he just stared at Ye Wentian.

atmosphere, a slight stalemate.

A moment later.

"Impossible!"

"Even if your wounds can heal, the Tengtu poison of our department has already eaten away at your whole body at this moment, why are you still alive?"

The black-masked man saw that the person in front of him did not have poisonous hair, and his eyes finally showed horror.

Ye Wentian laughed lightly.

The poisonous insects and poisonous beasts on the mountains around the novice village have been eaten as snacks since he was a child, and the last thing he is afraid of is poison.

"Sealed." Ip Mantian's spiritual power exploded around his body.

The air in the room froze.

The majestic spiritual pressure formed the power to lock the air.

"Whew!"

「……」

The next moment, Ye Wentian stepped forward and grabbed the person in front of him.

The Black Mask Man wanted to escape, but it was too late.

"Such a spiritual pressure! It's almost as good as Tengzu!"

"Damn it."

"The rumors in the Great Yan Martial Arts World are not exaggerated, and the strength of this Great Yan Dragon King is far superior to the previous ones."

Seeing the palm in front of me approaching.

There was a ghostly light in the eyes of the black masked man, the power in his body was forcibly running, the long black clothes on his body moved, and the momentum around his body suddenly skyrocketed.

"Tengzu! Help me." The Black Mask Man let out a loud scream, his voice sharp and extremely harsh.

"Buzz ......"

Don't wait for Ip Mantian to approach.

The aura on the person in front of him changed sharply, and a force that was not inferior to Ip Man Tian fluctuated and swept across.

The whole room trembled.

The floor under the feet of several people exploded inch by inch.

"What is this?" Qi Chong, the king of Zhenxi, showed horror in his eyes, and was directly shocked back by that force.

Even Ip Mantian is in shape.

"Some kind of contract." Ye Wentian muttered, and his gaze fell on the person in front of him.

This feeling is not unfamiliar to me.

When he was in the Xuan family before, the dog relied on the contract seal and used his own hand to perform the moon-swallowing magic power, which was just like what he was looking at.

"Kind of interesting." In Ip Man's eyes, his interest became a little stronger.

"Qi Chong, quit."

"Sister Qiao Yu, don't move."

Ip Mantian reacted quickly.

Swinging out a spiritual power, he sent the king of Zhenxi outside the courtyard, and at the same time, a seal fell from his backhand, and the white curtain enchantment of the two dogs protected Qiao Yu.

He himself took a step forward and went straight to the person in front of him to borrow the contract seal and perform the great magic technique.

"Come!" Ye Wentian's eyes were full of fighting intent, and the spiritual power in his body was transferred to the extreme at the same time, and the momentum of the whole person continued to rise.

He wanted to see if the great magical powers that this person used through the contract could be compared to the dog's 'Swallowing Moon'.

"Hum!"

"Escape."

The black-masked man snorted. Look at the book

In the next second, the whole person seemed to melt, and his body slowly went down, and in a blink of an eye, only a set of black robes remained.

The breath in the house dissipated without a trace.

The expression on Ye Wentian's face was stalemate for the first time.

See the momentum dissipate.

Qi Chong, who was outside the courtyard, hurriedly trotted into the house, raised his legs and removed the long clothes on the ground, leaving only a sticky cyan liquid on the floor.

"This ......"

"Mr. Ye, this person escaped?" Qi Chong took a deep breath, this would still be a little palpitating, and the moment this person exploded, he felt a strong feeling of rolling.

If Mr. Ye hadn't sent him out, the other party would have killed him in seconds by raising his hand.

"Escaped." Ye Wentian's body was restrained, and his face changed slightly.

These tribal warriors are inevitably too cowardly.

What kind of Teng Zu's power, the momentum is not lost to himself, this person is actually used to escape?

Qi Chong breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

Behind him, Qiao Yu was stunned for a while, and this will also come back to his senses a little.

"Ye ...... Great Flame Dragon King, are you alright?" Qiao Yu's eyes were full of worry, and he wanted to step forward to see the injuries behind the person in front of him, but he was a little afraid to do so.

"I'm fine."

"Sister Yu, they are all friends, just call them by name." Ye Wentian smiled slightly and nodded to the person beside him.

Qiao Yu's cheeks flushed, and he couldn't help but look at the person in front of him twice, this Great Yan Dragon King seemed to be quite easy to get along with.

There was a slight groan.

Several people walked out of the house.

At this time, the courtyard returned to its usual quiet.

"Mr. Ye, the Polar Wasteland Clan, there is such a basic powerhouse sneaking into Xizhou, I'm afraid this matter is not simple." King Zhenxi calmed down, but the expression on his face became more and more solemn.

His voice had just fallen.

"Whew!!"

「……」

In front of the old courtyard

, and suddenly a black shadow rushed in.