"Hum!"

「……」

Majestic spiritual power, tearing through the air.

The long-haired man gritted his teeth, and his natal spirit pet was knocked away by a bedbug, which was tantamount to an insult to himself.

"Whew."

「……」

The next moment.

The figure of the long-haired man brought out a long rainbow.

"Roar!" After the red tiger let out a loud sound, his huge body brought out the red and faint and followed closely behind his master.

One man, one tiger!

The momentum can be described as shocking!

The faces of the Sunflower tribesmen changed dramatically at the same time.

"Come on...... Here it is."

"Great Flame Dragon King, be careful." The Sunflower Patriarch's body trembled, and he could only pin all his hopes on the person in front of him.

If the Great Yan Dragon King is not an opponent, her clan will die today.

Ye Wentian smiled.

"Don't be careful with this waste." Ye Wentian waved his hand, and the expression on his face did not change much.

The figure does not retreat, but advances, and takes a step forward.

In the blink of an eye, the offensive ahead was approaching.

"Whoop!"

「……」

The long-haired man raised his hand as a claw, and the claw edge broke through the air.

The red tiger behind him opened his bloody mouth.

"Boy!"

"Honza, peel your skin, you ......" The long-haired man was furious, and he didn't hold back at all.

It's just that the words are not finished.

"Bang!"

"Boom...... Boom."

I heard only a muffled sound.

The figure of the long-haired man seemed to have been hit by an invisible force, and his attack had not yet fallen, and the whole person had already rolled upside down.

"Poof."

「……」

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

The long-haired man, his figure smashed into the lawn.

"This tiger is kind of interesting." Ye Wentian didn't pay much attention to the person in front of him, but turned sideways, dodged the bite of the red tiger, and grabbed it on the neck with his backhand.

"Bang!"

"Boom ......"

The ground shook.

Chihu's body was lifted into the air, and a backhand smashed to the ground, and his fierce aura was smashed apart.

Ye Wentian pressed his palm against the red tiger's head and looked at it with great interest in his eyes.

Feel it from the breath.

This demon spirit is already equivalent to a mid-stage god refining level martial artist.

To Ye Wentian's surprise, the strength of this Red Tiger actually surpassed that of the person in front of him.

At the same time.

There was a little quiet all around.

The Sunflower tribesmen, including the patriarch, were once again stunned.

"He...... Is it really a foreigner?"

"It feels so strong." The clansmen's eyes couldn't stop flashing, and they all focused on Ye Wentian.

"Rolling."

"How strong is this Great Flame Dragon King?"

「……」

The Sunflower Patriarch's eyes trembled, she was already looking very high at the person in front of her, and now it seemed that she was still underestimating the other party.

Since she took over as patriarch.

I had never heard of someone so easily crushing a Wasteland Hunter.

"Mr. Ye, don't kill it, that red tiger is very rare." Wan Xu Zhong rushed out at this time, his eyes full of distress.

Ye Wentian was stunned for a moment.

"Oh?"

"You like it."

"I'm sending you." Ye Wentian smiled.

He has also seen a lot of demon spirits.

Except for the dog, Ye Wentian has never seen it, there is a demon spirit stronger than the silver bell, and the red tiger in front of him is far inferior.

Even, she couldn't arouse Yinling's fighting spirit, otherwise she would have rushed out.

Wan Xu Chong's eyes lit up.

"Multi-...... Thank you, sir."

"Such a great kindness, Wan is grateful, and he is willing to go to the soup for Mr. Wan Xu's body trembled, and he hurriedly bent over to thank him.

That's the best demon spirit. Look at the book

He is grateful to Ye Wentian at the moment, undoubtedly from the bottom of his heart.

Between the words.

The atmosphere in the venue is slightly eccentric.

The expressions on the faces of the Sunflower tribe changed, and they wanted to say something, but they didn't know how to speak.

"Hum!"

"Whistling."

"Little brute, do you deserve to die in this seat?" The terrifying spiritual pressure in front of him swept across, and the long-haired man suppressed the injury and stood up suddenly.

Reddened eyes, staring at Ye Wentian in front of him.

He's still here, why did he start distributing the ownership of his spiritual pets?

It's just too much of a deception!

"Huh?"

"You're no match for me, get here, I have a question for you." Only then did Ye Wentian raise his head and glance at the person in front of him.

This one look!

That look of ignorance!

The long-haired man's body trembled, and the expression on his face distorted instantly, almost spurting out a mouthful of blood.

"Bold!"

"Damn it, this seat will kill you today." The long-haired man couldn't help but shout.

Who is he?

How has anyone ever been so ignored?

"Condensation."

"The Circle of Beasts."

"Firebirds, lone wolves, musk oxen, now." In the long-haired man's hand, at some point, an extra golden collar appeared and slammed it forward.

"Roar, roar, hum."

「……」

The ground shook.

Three more demon spirits appeared in front of everyone's eyes, letting out a deafening roar.

Ye Wentian glanced at it, and his face was as usual.

These three demon spirits, one is not as good as the other, and from the breath, they feel that they have barely reached the level of a fit-level martial artist.

Compared with.

Not far behind him, Wan Xu Chong's eyes were full of light.

"Good birds, good wolves, good cows."

"Mr. Ye.".

"These three are also rare breeds, which are not often seen in the polar wastelands." Wan Xu Zhong couldn't help but take a step forward and explained.

Ye Wentian stared.

The ingredients of this polar wasteland can't be seen now.

The rest, as well as the tribal Tengzu, hope not to disappoint themselves.

"You have to eat, and I'll give it to you." Ye Wentian smiled lightly, these demon spirits in front of him were indeed not worth his attention.

Wan Xu Chong's eyes were round, and the whole person was stunned in place, and his whole body was restless.

It's coming!

In the future, whoever dares to say that Mr. Ye is not, he will definitely fight with him.

"Wan ...... Thank you."

"I'm ......" The corners of Wan Xuzhong's mouth trembled slightly, and he was a little incoherent with excitement.

This scene.

Seeing the long-haired man in front of him, his blood was surging.

It was as if he was about to burst into flames.

"Damn it!"

"Boy! I've killed you."

"Three Beast Formation, sealed."

The long-haired man was already about to be blown up, and he didn't hesitate for a moment, regardless of the injuries in his body, his spiritual power was running to the extreme.

The seal in his hand took shape, and he pointed forward suddenly.

Three spirits, roaring at the same time.

"Roar!"

"Whew...... Whistling."

In the next second, it rushed in.

The speed is so fast, like three meteors, under the intertwining of each other, the vicious aura actually echoes each other, and the momentum rises in a straight line.

Ye Wentian slowly raised his head.

Arrogance makes people lose their minds, these so-called hunters, this is used to dominating the polar wasteland.

If you change to a martial artist in the Great Yan Martial Arts Realm, after the Red Tiger is defeated, he will definitely calm down quickly.

"A normal punch."

"Shock!"

"Buzz ......"

Ye Wentian took a step, and his spiritual power converged with his fists.

A punch out of thin air.

The terrifying force swept in, rolling up a hurricane visible to the naked eye, and rushing forward to the three demon spirits.

"Bang!"

"Boom...... Boom."

The explosion echoed, and the smoke and dust were rampant.

The eyes of everyone in the Sunflower tribe couldn't help but widen their eyes again.