"Shhh

"This breath!"

"No wonder you dare to provoke our people."

Patriarch Fujimoto couldn't help but gasp.

But it was only for a moment, and the expression on his face returned to normal, and Fuji Yuan had absolute confidence in Teng Zu's might.

Tengzu is the foundation of the Li clan, if there is no heavenly power, the Fujiki clan would have been wiped out a long time ago.

"Suppression!"

「……」

Fujimoto let out a loud shout, and the seal in his hand slapped it violently.

The clan elders beside him and the elite clansmen around him also shot at the same moment, and the qi in his body exploded and merged with Teng Zu's breath.

"Hum!"

"Rustling ......"

Branches and leaves gradually grew on the vines that had originally stretched, and the ancient atmosphere became more and more intense.

The momentum climbs!

Ye Wentian laughed.

"Come!"

「……」

When the Zhongzhou Martial League, the old guy of the Yanmeng was instigated, and the battle with this Tengzu could be regarded as making up for that day.

Xuantian Gong operated, and the spiritual power in the body continued to pour out.

In Ye Wentian's eyes, the fighting spirit climbed.

The tumbling spiritual power formed a hurricane tornado in his body, and suddenly a golden light appeared, condensing towards the fist.

Suddenly!

"Squeak ......"

The vines that originally stretched out in the sky suddenly stopped.

Teng Zu's breath was restrained at an extremely fast speed, as if it had touched a cat's claw on the water, and it suddenly retracted.

"Huh?" Ye Wentian stared.

"Rustling ......"

The leaves on the vines rubbed against each other, as if they were trembling.

"I surrender, don't...... Don't fight." An old voice suddenly echoed in Ye Wentian's mind.

"Are you the tree?" Ye Man's thoughts condensed, and he asked subconsciously.

"Yes."

"Two hundred years ago, I was beaten by a warrior with the same breath as you, and I couldn't bear that golden light." The voice responded quickly.

Ye Wentian's eyes flickered, and his mind was thinking quickly.

In the battle of the border city of Xizhou, when those tribes Teng Zu saw him, he seemed to be like a ghost, and retreated in panic.

Xuantian Gong, Dragon Shaking Fist.

Chief!

Ye Wentian's eyes lit up.

Sure enough, as I guessed, I saw the village chief crossing the polar wasteland a few years ago.

"That man didn't eat you back then?" Ye Wentian asked again.

"No...... Nope."

"My spiritual power can help you see the path of martial arts, and that person also felt it under me back then." Teng Zu responded immediately.

Ip Man's eyes flickered slightly.

"Martial Arts Path?"

His own martial arts path is flat.

With the body of pure yang, there will be no bottlenecks in cultivation, as long as the resources are sufficient, Ip Mantian can climb straight up in the martial arts.

"Yes, it will help you more than destroying me, feeling my spiritual power, and I am willing to sacrifice the essence of the vine tree to help you with all my might."

"It was the same with that man back then." Teng Zu added.

At the level, it has already had a mind.

Rather than being beaten and then offering wood spirits, it is better to take the initiative to surrender.

"Oh, that's easy to say." A smile appeared on Ye Wentian's face.

Did the village chief try?

Then you have to try.

Between the words.

In front of the tribe, there was a slight silence.

The clansmen, clan elders, and the patriarch Fujimoto, all had puzzled expressions on their faces.

Master Tengzu, why did you stop all of a sudden?

The people of the tribe, unconsciously, focused their eyes on the patriarch.

"This ......"

"It may be that Teng Zu has mercy and can't bear to hurt this son." Fujimoto was stunned for a long time, and thought of a more reasonable situation.

Teng Zuda

People have spirits, and they can't bear the fall of martial arts Tianjiao.

There must be no doubt about it!

"No...... That's not right."

"Chief, look, the vines are slowly stretching out."

"Like...... It's like ......."

The eyes of the tribesmen were focused on the front.

I saw that the vines in the sky stretched out a few vines, and under the staggered connection, a vine paved the way.

Slowly spread it under Ip Mantian's feet.

"Welcome ...... Greet?" Fujimoto's eyes widened, his eyeballs almost popped out, and his body trembled slightly.

At that moment, he heard Teng Zu's voice.

Plus the scene in front of you.

I'm sure I heard it right, it's 'welcome' without a doubt.

"How is that possible?"

"Our clan Tengzu, welcome an outsider!"

"This kind of thing......" Fujimoto buzzed in his head.

The scene in front of him was beyond his comprehension.

According to the clan records, two hundred years ago, there was also a foreign powerhouse, and the power of one person swept through the entire Polar Wasteland tribe.

After arriving at the Fujiki clan, it was also a few days of fighting with Tengzu, and finally there was no distinction between the top and the bottom, and then he was forced to reconcile.

There is no mistake in the family code.

"Welcome." Qingru stared blankly ahead, and the whole person was stunned on the spot.

The tribesmen gradually reacted, their faces flushed with horror at the same time.

Even Lord Tengzu greeted him weakly.

How can this be fought? "Mr. Ye, Cow Pi."

"I'm right, Patriarch, do you see that? I'm not wrong!" Feng Tian was the most excited at the moment, and the light in his eyes could not be hidden.

Since the battle of the border city of Xizhou, Mr. Ye left.

He Fengtian went from being the young master of the Fujiki clan to becoming a traitor to the clan, imprisoned in the clan, and suffered a lot of white eyes.

"This ...... This." The Fujimoto patriarch was stunned, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

The situation in front of us has never happened before.

Not far ahead.

Ye Wentian glanced at the vine road in front of him.

"Silver Bell, come back." Ye Wentian muttered and stepped forward, and the momentum around him was restrained.

The silver bell turned into a white streak, and its body disappeared without a trace.

The atmosphere in the stadium was much calmer in an instant.

"Rustle!"

「……」

The vine branches and leaves trembled, and the vine began to shrink, supporting Ye Wentian's figure, towards the center of the tribe.

"Mr. Ye!" Wan Xu stared at him, and he didn't feel that he took a step forward.

Fenghua's breath shook all around, and at the same time followed.

Ye Wentian immediately raised his hand to signal.

"It doesn't matter."

"You stay in the Fujimu clan first, and I'll talk to this Teng Zu." Ye Wentian smiled and said bluntly.

The two behind him froze in place at the same time.

A few words?

How to chat? Need to pour tea?

As the vine shrinks.

The patriarch led by the Fujiki clan trembled violently, and the aura around him instantly dissipated.

"Old ...... The old man understood."

"The people of my clan obey orders, and the Great Yan Dragon King is a distinguished guest of our clan, so I will meet the old man with him." Fujimoto's eyes trembled, and he hurriedly bent over and saluted.

He heard Teng Zu's decree, and there was obvious awe in his tone.

Who Tengzu wants to be in awe?

What kind of monster is this!

How could he provoke the Fujiki clan?

"Bye...... Meet the Great Flame Dragon King!"

"I'll see you later."

「……」

The elders of the tribe and the other clansmen did not dare to slack off, and they all bent down and raised their hands to bow respectfully to the person above their heads.

"It's Mr. Ye." Wan Xu was stunned for a while, and then reacted slightly, and his heart shook uncomfortably.

Fenghua beside him, his eyes were full of light, and he stared blankly at the back above.

Ye Wentian's eyes fell and he nodded slightly.

He didn't say anything more, and under the respectful gaze of everyone in the tribe, his figure went straight towards the ancient tree in the center of the tribe.