At the same time.

The young master in front of him frowned unconsciously. Look at the book

"What did you say?" The young master of the mask stared at the person in front of him, observing the expression on Ye Wentian's face, and uneasiness faintly rose in his heart.

Ye Wentian ignored his words.

At this moment, his gaze locked on the projection giant tree, and the scarlet in his eyes became even thicker.

"Da-da."

「……」

Ye Wentian stepped forward step by step.

As if afraid of disturbing the giant tree projection, the speed of stepping forward was not fast, but every step was extremely firm.

The young master of the mask snorted coldly.

"Humph!"

"Whatever you say, you too will die today."

"Kill!"

A roar of rage.

It can be seen that in front of him, the complex seal was condensed and formed, and under the hands of several clan powerhouses, he suddenly pressed forward.

The projection of a giant tree behind him trembled.

"Hum!"

"Squeak ......"

On the screen, a thick branch stretched out, like a cyan wooden dragon, with teeth and claws, fierce and fierce, with the momentum of wind and clouds, and rushed straight to Ye Wentian in front of him.

The offensive of terror is approaching in the blink of an eye.

"This secret method! It's mighty!"

"In my Great Yan Martial Arts Realm, I'm afraid that few strong people can compete with it."

「……」

Everyone in the martial arts world of Xizhou saw the terrifying wooden dragon, and their bodies couldn't stop shaking, and their eyes were horrified.

Caused by the eyes of the public.

Ip Mantian's body shape is actually not retreating, but advancing.

The steps are still firm.

"Big supplement." The corners of Ye Wentian's mouth murmured softly, the Xuantian Gong in his body was running wildly uncontrollably, and there was a golden flash in his eyebrows, and a dragon mark was faintly visible.

This scene.

Falling into the eyes of the young master in front of him, horror flashed in his eyes for the first time.

"That...... Is that?"

"Tribal nemesis?"

"Impossible, there is no such possibility, the person in the tribal book cannot live until now." The young master of the mask seemed to remember something, and his pupils couldn't help shrinking.

The Polar Wasteland tribe occupies the central area of the wasteland, has been inherited for thousands of years, and the tribe is so strong that it dominates one side, and no one dares to provoke it.

According to the classics of various tribes, there was a person who crossed the polar wasteland, and with the strength of one person, he crossed the eight major clans and the thirty-six subordinate tribes, and none of the strong people in each tribe was the enemy of one of his moves.

Even the Tengzu of the various tribes was almost dug up, and it took a hundred years to recover before he was relieved a little, and this person was called the tribal nemesis.

The young master of the mask was frightened in his eyes, and the scene that came down almost frightened him into a breakdown.

"Bang!"

"Buzz ......"

There was a bang ahead.

The branch wood dragon, the offensive is rolling, and it is about to hit when you look at it.

Ye Wentian suddenly raised his hand and grabbed his head firmly, his eyes flashed scarlet, and the golden dragon mark on his eyebrows became clearer.

"Ate it." There is a sound echoing in the head.

Ye Wentian didn't hesitate for a moment, and directly pulled the huge head of the wooden dragon in front of him, opened his mouth and bit it down violently.

This one, there is no taste of sawdust in the mouth.

On the contrary, there was a sweetness, and the spiritual power in his body was agitated, and the qi and blood all over his body couldn't stop boiling and surging.

The operation of Xuantian Gong has also undergone wonderful changes.

The speed of absorption has increased more than 100 times in an instant.

"I'll go!"

"Polar Wasteland, there is such a treasure of great replenishment, why hasn't the village chief mentioned it before?" Ye Wentian couldn't help but be moved in his heart.

It's really no wonder to the village chief.

I'm afraid that even the village chief didn't expect that after the death tribulation of the Pure Yang Body, the growth of Ye Wentian's strength would be so terrifying.

"Kutz!"

「……」

Ip Man Tian grabbed the wooden dragon again

It's a big bite.

This so-called Tengzu seems to have been born for his own Xuantian Gong.

It's just a projection, if you swallow the body of this thing?

"Hum!"

"Buzz."

The giant tree's projection trembled slightly, as if a painful whimper came out, and the dragon-like branch shrank in an instant.

This scene, seeing everyone around, looked confused.

"This ...... This."

"What is the Great Flame Dragon King doing?"

"He, he's eating that ancient tree?"

The projection of the ancient tree is obviously condensed by the earth-shattering secret method in the eyes, can this thing be eaten?

The bigwigs of all the martial arts circles in Xizhou all looked ahead in a daze.

Everyone couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

My heart trembled for a moment, and I only felt a tingling of my scalp, and I gradually became a little more frightened in my eyes looking ahead.

This son is really a demon, and he must not be provoked in the future.

"Poof!"

「……」

The mask is young master, and at the same time a mouthful of blood spurts out.

The horror in his eyes intensified, and his figure couldn't help but take two steps back.

"Tribal nemesis!"

"Damn, get the contract seal and get out of here." The eyes of the young master of the mask showed unprecedented horror.

At this moment, the identity of the other party was determined.

No wonder the wasteland tribe ordered all the ministries not to provoke this year's Great Yan Dragon King, and the eight heads must have gotten some news.

"Gram...... Nemesis?"

"What does the young master mean...... Hiss, run, run!"

Aoki, and several other tribal warriors, reacted at the same time, they naturally heard the legend of the tribal nemesis.

Several people were frightened in their eyes, and they did not lose the mask young master.

They all raised their hands, and the seals in front of them converged, and without the slightest hesitation, they turned around and bumped into the white curtain enchantment behind them.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye.

"Hum!"

「……」

The contract seal dispersed, and the giant tree projection disappeared at the same time.

Under the shocked gaze of everyone, the young master and the others, who were still imposing like a rainbow, were trembling all over at the moment, and fled in embarrassment.

"Ladies and gentlemen of the Xizhou Martial Arts Realm, help me break through the barrier, this young master will be greatly grateful." The young master of the mask roared as he stepped back.

The Wu family, the Jiang family, the former king of Xiyuan, and the current king of Xizhou, will not be able to count on it.

Although the other forces in Xizhou do not have such a deep intersection with the tribal warriors, they have also reaped the benefits for many years.

The voice fell.

Everyone in the martial arts world of Xizhou did not hesitate at all this time.

"Rustle!"

「……」

As if they had made an appointment, they all took half a step back.

Many people even turned their heads away, as if they didn't hear the shouts of the people in front of them.

"Damn it!"

"A group of immature white-eyed wolves knew that they should all be planted with vine slave seals." The young master of the mask scolded secretly.

Before he had time to think about it, the momentum around him exploded, and the offensive in his hand fell and smashed towards the white curtain enchantment in front of him.

"Bang!"

"Boom ......"

There was a bang.

The White Curtain Barrier was only a trembling moment, and it was not broken.

Aoki, and several other clan powerhouses, stepped forward at the same time, burst out of the spiked rattan in their hands, turned into sharp blades, and attacked.

The offensive fell.

"Bang!"

「……」

The vine blade was broken alive.

"Roar, roar!" The next moment, a low roar echoed within the White Curtain Enchantment, and then the white sky flashed.

A huge white claw appeared out of thin air, tearing through the air.

Pointing directly at Aoki and a few people, he suddenly fell with a claw.

"Whew!"

"Bang...... Boom."

The claws of the two dogs directly cut off the bodies of Aoki and several people, and the blood mist sprayed, and the corpses were scattered on the ground.

In the blink of an eye, only one of the tribal warriors was left.

Ahead, Ye Wentian flashed in.

Eyes focused on the young master of the mask.

At this glance, seeing the young master of the mask, he chuckled in his heart, and only felt a chill behind him.

"You...... You can't kill me."

"Great Yan Dragon King, today I came to the old mansion of the Dong family, and by the way, I went to the old mansion on Chakou Street in the city, and I caught one of them." The young masked master was still frightened, and hurriedly spoke.

It was his last life talisman.

Not to mention, he is really afraid of the person in front of him, and he can't be killed directly if he doesn't agree with him.

In the next second, there was a wind blowing on the face.

Ye Wentian had already stood in front of him, and the coldness in his eyes made people dare not look directly.