"The breath." Ye Wentian's eyes froze.

Even if it's him.

At this moment, they were all a little shaky.

Everyone in the audience trembled.

Caused by the gaze.

The position of the Yan Alliance, the three elders at the head, showed unprecedented deference on their faces, and at the same time turned around and bowed behind them.

"I've seen the Alliance Master."

「……」

The reverence on the faces of the members of the Yanmeng was also difficult to hide, and they all bent down to worship.

Even Li Xuanche in front of him had a little more respect in his eyes.

The big men of the martial arts alliance around him were shaken and unsettled.

"The Alliance Leader is here!"

"This breath is really terrifying."

"I'm afraid that I have surpassed the spirit refining martial artist and reached the rumored realm of heaven and man."

「……」

The big guy in the field, his eyes are not noticeable.

This Yan Alliance leader, everyone present is also the first time to see it, and they are very unfamiliar with it, they only know that it is the Great Yan Martial Arts Realm, a peerless powerhouse in a certain era.

The strength is terrifying!

Caused by the gaze.

It can be seen that it is an old man in Tsing Yi, with a plain appearance, a slightly rickety figure, a peaceful face, and eyes like a realm, walking forward slowly like an ordinary old man.

"Alliance...... Alliance Leader."

"Save me, I am willing to contribute to the Yan Alliance, I am a strong spirit refining powerhouse." The Sword Alliance Master seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, ignoring the injury, and shouted repeatedly.

He can see that this kid in front of him really dares to kill him.

At this time, life is at stake.

The Lord of the Yan Alliance raised his head, and there seemed to be a slight flash in his eyes.

"Whew!"

"Bang ......"

The air burst suddenly.

A huge force violently pushed away the giant claws of Silver Bell.

"Master, he's strong." The sound of the silver bell was immediately heard.

Ye Wentian's eyes were calm.

Not weak indeed.

It's just that it's far from the level of turning into a god, these returning to the realm of heaven and man in the mouth of the strong, according to Ye Wentian's cognition, are equivalent to the Great Perfection in the late stage of fitting.

It's only half a step away from stepping into the next floor.

The goods in front of him gave him the feeling of all-round perfection, which was vaguely a few points stronger than the goods of the previous extraterritorial Daomen.

"You...... But the surname is Xiao?" Ye Wentian glanced at the old man in front of him and asked subconsciously.

The Yan Alliance Lord stared at him for a moment.

There was no response.

It was only a moment before his gaze swept again.

"Those present, except for the spirit refining martial artists, you can kill at will, but you can't kill this person, spirit refining is the bottom line of my Yan Alliance." The Lord of the Flame Alliance spoke slowly.

"As for what you say, take his place."

"In the old man's opinion, it's not like this, if you don't kill him, I will have one more spirit refiner in Dayan, and one less on the contrary."

The Lord of the Flame Alliance spoke bluntly.

Ye Wentian's strength is comparable to two spirit refiners, and theoretically, the position of one person is indeed reasonable.

But if you don't kill the Sword Alliance Master.

In other words, the two of them are equivalent to three spirit refining martial artists.

No matter how strong Ip Mantian is or how many spirit refining he can top, the final result is one less spirit refining power after all.

"Thank you, Flame Alliance Master!"

"Today's grace will be remembered by the younger generations." The Sword Alliance Master broke free and hurriedly raised his hand and bent over to thank him.

The fate was saved.

It's not too late to wait for the aftermath to find a chance to settle accounts.

Ye Wentian smiled.

"I will kill him."

"Old fellow, stay out and don't force me to whip you." Ip Man genius is too lazy to study what arithmetic problems with these goods.

The plan of the Yan Alliance is intended to resist the extraterritorial martial arts realm, and the overall situation is indeed conducive to Great Yan.

If it weren't for that, Ip Man wouldn't have talked nonsense with it.

As soon as these words came out

。

Suddenly there was silence in the surrounding field.

The bigwigs of the martial arts alliance of all parties trembled slightly at the corners of their mouths, and their hearts twitched at the same time.

"This young man!"

"Dare to insult the leader of the Yan Alliance in public, this son is really the first person in the past."

"In terms of courage, the old man is not as good as him......"

The big man of the Martial Alliance, his face changed uncertainly, and he couldn't help but glance at Ye Wentian deeply.

On the Yan Alliance's side, the bodies of the Yan Alliance powerhouses also trembled.

Then in his eyes, the anger was hard to hide, if it weren't for the terrifying strength of the people in front of him, I am afraid that someone would have been unable to help but shout angrily.

"This ......," the corners of Li Xuanche's mouth froze.

The secret way in my heart is not good.

If this senior is angry, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"Alliance leader, this matter can be mediated." Li Xuanche reacted quickly, and hurriedly turned around and raised his hand.

He is very optimistic about this year's Great Yan Dragon King.

I can't explain this here.

"It doesn't matter."

"Did you know the old man on the first day?" The Lord of the Yan Alliance raised his hand to signal, and the expression on his face never changed much.

If he was angry because of this little thing, he would not have the strength he has now.

The voice fell.

The Lord of the Flame Alliance stepped forward.

"Young man, the path of martial arts is not as simple as you think, just take you as an example, you are among the best, no one is your opponent."

"But you must know that there are people outside of people, and there are heavens outside of heaven."

"If the old man wants to suppress you, it's easy."

The Lord of the Yan Alliance spoke repeatedly, and his tone was heavy, making the elders in the family reprimand.

Ye Wentian was stunned for a moment.

"Are you sure?" Ye Wentian said in a low voice.

The Flame Alliance Lord nodded slightly, and then slowly raised his hand.

Martial arts, he has been all the way, what kind of Tianjiao people have not seen it? I saw through the person in front of me at a glance, after all, I was just a junior.

Soul refining?

Not to mention the Daomen, even in the extraterritorial martial arts world, there are also many returning strong, who can easily suppress the people in front of them.

"If you don't believe it, try it." The momentum around the Lord of the Yan Alliance climbed, and the spiritual power in his body swept away, instantly enveloping the entire mountaintop.

The spiritual power is soft and endless, giving people a feeling of spring breeze.

It's not overbearing, but it's a thought that people can't afford to resist, it's a rolling from the depths of the heart.

"Good!"

"Don't move, old fellow." Ye Wentian's eyes lit up, and he suddenly became interested.

Since leaving the Newbie Village.

He has never met a strong warrior who can let him use all his secret methods and attack with all his might.

Ye Wentian himself also wanted to try, and now his combat power has reached a certain level.

"Imperial Gas."

"Condensation!"

"Hum...... Ming."

Raise your hand, and the seal will rise.

Ten Thousand Qi Swords took shape in an instant, turning into a rain of swords that enveloped the entire sky.

Everyone on the top of the mountain trembled.

"This momentum!"

"In the previous battle with Li Xuanche, this son was obviously injured."

"Can you still condense such a terrifying sword intent?"

「……」

The big guy in the field is shaking, and his heart is shaking, even if he is a basic powerhouse, after a big battle, he will still feel exhausted.

No matter how strong the strength is, there is a limit to the spiritual power that a person can burst out.

"Imperial Gas?"

"It's also a top-level secret method." The Yan Alliance Lord looked up at the front of him and nodded slightly, but his figure did not move a bit.

For his own strength, the Yan Alliance Lord has absolute confidence.

How can it be easily broken by a junior?

"Whoosh!"

"Bang...... Boom."

The sky is full of swords and rain

time falls.

Before they got close, they were all resisted by an invisible force, as if they hit a solid steel wall and were broken by force.

"Old fellow, two brushes."

"Yin Charm."

"Condensation."

Ye Wentian's eyes were even more interested, and he raised his hand to pinch the trick again.