"Click!"

「……」

The crunch of a crack in the bone.

Yan Meng twisted his neck, and the terrifying spiritual power rolled over, instantly shattering his internal organs, and the fit-level defense was as thin as a cicada's wings.

"Bang." Ye Wentian casually threw it aside.

In the private room, there was silence again.

The corners of Zhongzhou Wang He Xiao's mouth trembled slightly.

The domineering of the Great Yan Dragon King, this is not the first time he has seen it, but the shock in his heart is still difficult to calm.

That's the Flame Alliance's envoy!

Today, in the Great Yan Martial Arts Realm, the Yan Alliance is recognized as the pinnacle of martial arts.

"Shhh

"Actually...... There is no power to resist?"

"The Great Flame Dragon King is really strong to this extent!" Boss Jin was buzzing in his head, although he was not a martial artist, he knew a lot about the martial arts world.

How strong the Yanmeng envoy is, Jin Quan knows it.

"Second...... Spike?" Wind and flowers' eyes trembled.

Yanmeng seniors, that's a real return boss.

Strength aside.

This guy didn't even take Yanmeng in his eyes at all?

This Great Flame Dragon King is even more exaggerated than the rumors in the Polar Wasteland.

Ye Wentian turned his head at this time, and his gaze fell.

"...... you," Ip Man asked.

Fenghua reacted quickly and hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

The people in front of him even dared to kill the envoys of the Yan Alliance, and if they killed these tribesmen, I am afraid that they would not blink their eyes.

"Sunflower tribe, junior wind flower."

"Meet the Great Flame Dragon King." Fenghua took a deep breath, trying to stay calm, and raised her hand and bent over.

Seeing this, the tribal sisters also did not dare to hesitate, and stepped forward to bend down to greet them.

Ye Wentian's eyes were calm.

"I ask, you answer."

"Your clan, but one of the thirty-six tribes of the Polar Wasteland?" Ye Wentian asked bluntly.

When Fenghua heard this, she immediately shook her head.

"It's not."

"My Sunflower tribe is sparsely populated, and there is no Tengzu inheritance in the tribe, and it is not ranked among the thirty-six clans." Fenghua responded.

The polar wasteland is so vast that there are naturally more than eight clans and thirty-six subordinate clans.

There are not many people, and there are many tribes with smaller territories.

Ye Wentian was stunned.

No Tengzu?

This is because he couldn't gain a foothold in the polar wasteland, so he came to Zhongzhou?

There was a slight groan.

As soon as Ye Wentian raised his hand, under the condensation of spiritual power, his fingertips swiped in front of him, and a rough topographic map constructed from spiritual lines appeared in front of him.

"Recognizable?" Ye Wentian spoke in a low voice.

Fenghua's body trembled, and her eyes showed disbelief

The color of faith: "This ...... This seems to be a map of the polar wasteland."

The wilderness is vast, and there are countless fierce tribes in dangerous places.

It was the first time she had seen such a detailed Kantu.

"Yes."

"Your people, point out the location of your people." Ye Wentian's eyes were calm.

"This ...... Here, my people's land, is on the edge of the inner circle." Fenghua stepped forward and pointed to a spot in Kantu.

Ye Wentian glanced at it and a smile appeared on his face.

"Very well, tomorrow I will send someone to send you back to the clan." Ye Wentian said with a smile.

The head of the Xuan family, there shouldn't be anything going on lately.

Just go over and set up a sub-array.

Fenghua's body trembled, and her pupils shrank slightly.

"I ......"

"Great Yan Dragon King, to tell you the truth, the Polar Wasteland has always been inhabited by a group of hunters, taking pleasure in slaughtering tribes, and our clan has no Teng Zu and cannot protect itself."

"The predecessors of the Yanmeng promised to take in our clan, and our clan came to Zhongzhou to gain a foothold." Fenghua bent over and raised her hand to speak. ap..

If she was not in danger of extinction, she would not have left the place where she grew up.

leaf

A gleam flashed in Wentian's eyes.

Hunters?

I mentioned those guys before.

"It doesn't matter."

"You just have to go back, you Sunflower Clan, I'll keep it." Ip Man's eyes flickered slightly.

As soon as these words came out.

There are several people from the Sunflower tribe, and there is a light in their eyes.

Fenghua trembled even more, the qi and blood in her body were boiling, she suddenly raised her head and stared at the person in front of her, and an unprecedented sense of blood agitation swept her heart.

"Teng...... Tengzu." Fenghua murmured softly, and there was a faint flicker in her eyes.

There is no mistake with the feeling in the depths of the source bloodline.

Her Sunflower tribe also has Tengzu!

"Fenghua, meet Master Tengzu!" Fenghua couldn't hide her excitement in her heart, and fell directly to the ground.

"Meet Master Tengzu."

「……」

Several other members of the tribe also felt this way, and they fell to their knees one after another.

Ye Wentian's face was stunned.

Unconsciously glanced at a few more people, but he didn't bother to think about it.

Just let yourself set up the sub-array.

"Mr. Ye, old Yang?" He Xiao only reacted at this time, and saw Yang Zhiding sleeping soundly on the side.

"It doesn't matter."

"He's in good health, he'll be fine after two days of rest." Ye Wentian smiled.

The secret medicine of the Sunflower tribe will not hurt the martial arts foundation of the martial artist, otherwise Ye Wentian would not have been just spanked before he made a move....

He Xiao nodded, put his mind at ease, and hurriedly asked Yang Zhiding to help him up.

A conversation.

The group soon left the classic foot bath city.

As for the Sunflower tribes.

Ye Wentian asked He Xiao to send someone to inform Li Feiyu on the last trip to the Li family and let Xuan Jingcheng come over in person.

At the invitation of He Xiao, he temporarily lived in Zhongzhou Palace.

Time flies, and a day passes.

With the Zhongzhou Martial Arts League Conference imminent, the major state martial arts leagues of Dayan also announced their participation in the conference one after another, and they went to Hidden Dragon Mountain one after another.

"Mr. Ye, I'm afraid there will be a big move in this meeting of the Yan Alliance." He Xiao, the king of Zhongzhou, looked solemn and spoke in a low voice.

In the mansion, the two talked.

Ye Wentian smiled slightly and glanced at the person in front of him.

"Lao He, there are no outsiders, so you don't need to be so restrained."

"Based on your news, you should have known that the Yan Alliance wants to dominate the Great Yan Martial Arts Realm." Ye Wentian said with a blunt smile.

Other than that, there is no other possibility.

The strong men of the Wumeng who participated in the conference also knew it in their hearts.

"This ......"

"Mr. Ye smiled."

"The heart of the Yan Alliance, it's true, I don't know what Mr. Ye thinks?" He Xiao was slightly embarrassed, and after calming down, he asked again.

These returning bigwigs, suddenly uniting, is not a good thing for the Great Yan Martial Arts Realm.

Once something happens, the consequences are unimaginable.

The Imperial City may not be able to restrain these predecessors.

"Little things."

"Let's go up the mountain together the day after tomorrow and ask for clarification."

"Those old things don't do things for no reason." Ye Wentian's eyes flashed, and he opened his mouth to respond.

As far as he knew.

After those guys got out of trouble, the Yan Alliance was established as soon as possible, and it even blocked in front of the border city of Great Yan, warning all the martial arts powerhouses who returned to Great Yan.

It can be seen that the people of the Yanmeng have a purpose.

"Well, it's hard to say, after all, those seniors have been trapped for years." He Xiao's face was full of worry, he had seen several Zhongzhou returning powerhouses.

Those seniors don't feel very good about him.

Between the two of them.

"Hum!"

「……」

On Ye Wentian's body, a sound-transmitting jade talisman suddenly trembled.

"Huh?"

"Chill." Ye Wentian muttered, and there was a flash of spirit under his raised hand.

The sound transmission jade note floated in front of me.

He Xiao in front was obviously stunned, and subconsciously looked up.