Seeing this, the powerhouses of the Fujiki tribe stepped forward one after another.

Under the focus of his eyes, he was a little more vigilant in his eyes, and the people in front of him could quietly save Feng Tian easily, and his strength could be seen.

Ye Wentian's eyes were calm, and he didn't pay attention to the clansmen.

"Print!"

「……」

His gaze was focused on Feng Day.

The next moment, the dragon seal on the eyebrows of the two burst out with golden light at the same time.

"Zizi."

「……」

Feng Tian's body trembled, and his eyes instantly became bright, and the injuries all over his body recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and recovered as before in the blink of an eye.

"Thanks."

"Thank you, sir!" Dayfeng recovered, and hurriedly bent over to salute, the respectful look on his face could not be concealed.

Since the first battle of the border city of Xizhou.

Feng Day's admiration for the people in front of him has long been deeply rooted in the bone marrow.

"How is that possible?"

"What kind of medical method is this?"

「……」

Wu Meng and the other tribal warriors were stunned for a while.

With such a serious injury, can you recover in an instant?

This is beyond the scope of medical Taoism.

"It's Mr. Ye!"

"This time, my Sunflower Clan may have a chance to squeeze into one of the thirty-six clans." The ruddy on Fenghua's face has not faded, and the light in her eyes is hard to hide.

Even Wan Xu Chong was stunned for a moment.

Looking up at this moment, I couldn't help but look at Ye Wentian a few more times, and admired more in my heart.

Ip Mantian's face was as usual, and he looked up at the person in front of him.

"Who hit you?" Ye Wentian asked bluntly.

Feng Tian's body trembled.

"Him!"

"This person's name is Wumeng, he is my clan brother, and he is also the young master of the Fujiki tribe today." Kaede turned around and pointed to the person in front of him.

Ye Wentian's gaze fell.

Seeing this, Wumeng couldn't help but snort coldly.

"Boy."

"This is the territory of our clan, this young master doesn't care who you are, if you dare to trespass on our clan, you should be punished." Wu Meng had no fear, and shouted coldly.

The patriarch, the clan elders, and the strong people in the clan will arrive soon.

At this moment, he has no fear.

Ye Wentian's eyes were calm.

"No one of my people can move."

"Feng Day, you go up, give me two slaps first." Ye Wentian raised his hand and spoke bluntly.

Kaede's eyes lit up.

"Yes!"

「……」

Respond.

There was no hesitation, and he immediately turned around and pounced on Wumeng.

The tribal warrior in front of him was shocked.

"Presumptuous!"

"Buzz ......"

Teng Zu's power then broke out again.

Wu Meng didn't take half a step back, his eyes swept towards Ye Wentian in front of him, as if he was looking at a fool.

Fujiki Clan Territory, who gave the kid the guts?

Almost at the same time.

"Whoop!"

「……」

Wan Xu Zhong took a step forward suddenly, and the breath of the fit strong man swept across.

"A group of juniors, dare to be disrespectful to Mr.?"

"Little Tiger." Wan Xu let out a low shout, and the golden collar on his wrist flashed.

"Roar!"

「……」

The red tiger then let out a roar, and a big leap forward.

The terrifying and ferocious momentum swept all around, rolling up gusts of wind, directly dispersing the power of Teng Zu of the clan warriors in front.

The difference in hard power is too great.

The weight of the fitting realm, coupled with the red tiger that is comparable to the middle stage of fitting, is far from being something that these juniors of the Fujimu clan can resist.

The breath swept and instantly froze the figures of the people in Wumeng.

this

Everything happens in the blink of an eye.

"The ...... Damn it!"

"This power?" Wumeng's eyes trembled slightly, and his face unconsciously showed horror, and the absolute rolling feeling made him have to be afraid.

The warrior of the tribe beside him also turned pale in an instant.

"Smack!"

「……」

Feng Tian has already stepped forward, and his backhand is a slap.

The strength is not weak.

A crunch sound, echoing all around.

Wumeng never dreamed that the slap in the face would come so quickly.

"Kaede Day! How dare you!"

"I...... I am the current young master of the Fujiki clan, the future patriarch, ...... you" Wumeng was so angry that the expression on his face distorted.

Even if he was attacked by the strong man in front of him, this Feng Tian slapped him in front of so many clansmen at the moment, and he, the young master, would probably not be able to raise his head in the clan in the future.

"Smack."

"Smack!"

"So that you think about my sister and make you want to kill me?"

"Master, today, I will abolish you." Feng Tian is not a stupid person, and taking advantage of this opportunity, he did not show mercy to his subordinates.

They are all of the same bloodline, and they can save their lives, but the strength of the people in front of them must be abolished.

"Poof."

「……」

Wu Meng spurted blood, with broken teeth, and his whole face was swollen into a pig's head.

There is a powerful force that is integrated into his body, wanting to destroy the foundation of martial arts.

"You ......"

"Patriarch, save me!"

"Help me!"

Wu Meng's pupils shrank, and his face was terrified.

This will already lose face, if the foundation of martial arts is abolished, his position as a young master will come to an end.

"Stop!"

"Little brute, how dare you?"

「……」

Within the tribe, angry shouts were heard.

At the same time, there were several majestic breaths, which swept suddenly.

"Whew!"

"Whistling."

Several old men of the tribe suddenly appeared.

The leader is the patriarch of the Fujiki clan, and the few people behind him are all clan elders and powerhouses, and their strength has reached the rank of the Dan realm, and their breath is terrifying.

"Rustle."

"Da Da ......"

At the same time.

The tribal warriors guarded and rushed out one after another.

The elite powerhouse stepped forward and instantly surrounded the few people in front of Ye Wentian.

"Clan...... Patriarch." Feng Tian's figure was stunned, and the expression on his face became a little serious.

Didn't dare to continue to do it.

"Shut up!"

"Little brute, you are no longer a member of my clan, and you are not worthy of being called the patriarch of the old man."

"Still not letting go?" The old patriarch was furious, and the aura swept around him, and his tone was unquestionable.

Several clan elders also sharpened their eyes.

A group of clan powerhouses stepped forward at this moment, and thousands of fierce breaths swept in.

The atmosphere in the venue was tense in an instant.

"Qingru, meet the patriarch and meet the clan elders."

"For the sake of my sister and brother's parents, I also ask the elders to calm their anger, Xiao Tian is just bewitched by others, and he has no heart to betray the clan."

"Please also ask the patriarch to give him another chance!"

Tribal population.

A woman in green, with an anxious look on her face, hurriedly rushed out and knelt directly in front of the patriarchs.

She's just such a brother.

Whether she was expelled from her tribe or wasted her strength, she only wanted to save her life today.

"Humph!"

"Opportunity?"

"Look at that little brute, do you want a chance?" The old patriarch snorted coldly, with an expression of hatred that iron does not become steel.

Caused by the eyes of the public. qgν.

Feng Day, although he didn't continue to do it, he didn't let go of Wumeng

meaning.

The expression on his face changed, and he finally turned his head to look at Ye Wentian.

"Hit!"

"Don't stop, do what you want to do." Ye Wentian smiled, saw the hesitation of the person in front of him, and spoke bluntly.

As soon as these words came out.

There was a slight silence in the venue.

Qingru's body trembled, and the anger on her face could not be hidden.

The old patriarch, waiting for the elders, was even more cold, and the aura around him rose again, and his eyes were locked.