In a word, the twelve martial guards guarding this No. 4 ancient city were shocked, and then turned into anger.

There is no communication between the cities, and if there is, there is only war.

A young junior in the No. 3 ancient city area, who came alone and didn't say anything, but opened his mouth to see all the ancestors in the ancient city, who gave you the courage?

"I think you're here to die!"

A sturdy guard shouted angrily, clearly the leader of the group.

With a muffled sound, the power of the martial arts burst out, distorting the space around him, stepping out in one step, and bombarding Yebei with a palm.

The cold palm wind was full of killing intent, but when it was half a meter away from the north of the night, it could no longer advance a bit.

"What!?"

There was a strong resistance, which made the guard palpitate.

The other party's seemingly extremely weak aura was able to resist his full blow?

And this breath is obviously not a martial artist, but, a martial artist!

With the power of a warrior, can you resist the might of martial arts?

How is this possible?

No matter in which ancient city, the warrior is the lowest and most despicable person.

Before he could react, a backlash caused the guard's face to shake violently, distorting visibly like a gust of wind.

The next moment, it flew out directly upside down and slammed into the huge ancient city gate.

Such a scene was just between the lightning and flint, and suddenly all the guards were stunned in place.

And what frightened everyone even more was still to come.

I saw that the entire quaint giant gate, under such an impact, emitted a buzzing sound, and then, a cracking sound exploded in everyone's ears, and then, more and more.

Boom ——!

The whole huge door collapsed like an avalanche.

Hmmm-

In the midst of a roar, a dragon groaned.

The flaming sword is reflected in the night, and the night north walks through the air and rushes into the ancient city.

A figure dressed in white descended on this ancient city, and as soon as he entered, he felt the aura of a strong man, which was rapidly approaching.

The gates of the ancient city shattered, instantly alarming everyone.

It is clear that there is an enemy attack.

However, when the people who came saw that there was only one figure, they could not hide their surprise in their eyes.

"People from the third ancient city?"

A silver-haired old man, seeing the person clearly, immediately exclaimed.

Although the cities are hostile to each other, they all want to occupy them, but it is not an easy task.

And now, the other party came alone, which no one could have imagined.

"In more than ten years, the gate of the spiritual land will be opened, boy, at this time, what do you want to break into my city gate and break into my ancient city?"

The silver-haired old man Dunard was the first to speak, obviously quite authoritative in this ancient city.

Since the other party dares to break in alone, he must have some strength, and he is from the third ancient city, which makes Dunard not act rashly.

Especially soon, the spiritual land will be opened, and the people in the ancient city will go to the outside world.

Therefore, no matter how big the grievances between them are, they will never choose to go to war at this time.

This 'tranquility' has lasted for nearly 100 years.

Nearly thirty figures stand in the void, in addition to the older generation, there are also many second-generation leaders, who can come, in this ancient city, all have a certain weight.

And at this moment, one by one, they were staring closely at the young man in white in the distance.

Beiwang Dao, feeling the killing intent in Yebei's heart, the flames suddenly rose for three points.

The blazing red flame is shocking.

"Tonight, I'll send you on your way."

Yebei stepped on the air, just one word, no extra nonsense.

This group of people are all waiting for the door of the spiritual land to open, and they want to go to the outside world, but they are all enemies!

There is no settlement, let alone negotiation.

Even if they negotiate, how could the ancestors in each city talk to a martial descendant?

There are ten ancient cities, and there is not so much time in the north of the night to negotiate with the same ancient cities.

And Yebei never believes in the promises made in his mouth.

Only killing!

The group of people who killed did not dare to take half a step out of the spiritual ground.

They don't dare to covet the slightest heart of the outside world!

Guarding by killing is the belief of Yebei.

At this moment, Yebei didn't feel that his own heart had changed slightly.

That's the heart of killing.

After absorbing the national fortune, his heart was still affected.

Although it is not usually visible, once faced with an enemy, it will breed.

And that's just one of them.

Another point is that on that day, when he was in the Night Clan Manor, he carried the tribulation of the Three Lives for his daughter.

You must know that the power of the Heavenly Tribulation was not dissipated, but was absorbed into the body by Yebei.

"What!"

Hearing Yebei's words, the audience was shocked.

Sending everyone on their way? Is this person crazy?

Rumble!

At this moment, the momentum on Yebei's body suddenly unleashed, and the terrifying bloodthirsty aura made everyone's hearts palpitate.

With such a strong bloodthirsty aura, how many people should this have killed?

For a while, everyone was shocked by the breath released by Yebei, and no one noticed that Yebei's eyes became deeper and darker.

Yebei himself was not aware of this.

The night is deep, the blue sky is like washing, and the waning moon is like a hook.

Another old man stepped out, put away his surprise, and couldn't help sneering, "Just a martial artist who wants to kill all of us?" ”

"Hehe, kid, I think you're cultivating stupidly."

Like the silver-haired old man Dunard, he was among the giants of this ancient city.

Looking at the ancient cities, no one has been arrogant enough to dare to come to their city alone to make trouble.

The person in front of him is afraid that he is a madman who has gone crazy.

In an instant, he stretched out his withered old palm and attacked Yebei.

The strength of the outgoing can hardly hide the monstrous power of martial arts, a strong man like this is not afraid of any giant.

The dry old man's palm hit the heart of Yebei, killing the enemy with one thought, and the speed was as fast as a ghost, which was unguardable.

It's a pity that tonight, his opponent is a generation of Night North Kings.

The wind swept the heavens and the earth, and a white-clothed hunting and dancing in the wind, but did not move, allowing the power of this martial arts to burst in.

Airplanes!

A low, muffled thud distorted the space.

This giant ancestor still maintained an offensive posture, but his eyes were round, and he muttered in shock: "This! How can it be? My strength was completely unable to get close to his body. ”

The scene in the air is really weird.

Everyone's eyes gathered in one place, and they just felt unbelievable.

A warrior who can resist the might of a giant? And it seems, is it that easy?

This is not an evil sect, but it completely subverts everyone's three views.

"Merul, come back!"

Dunald sensed something was wrong and let out a deep sigh.

However, it was too late.

Yebei's right hand moved slightly, seemingly slowly, but like an afterimage, so fast that people couldn't catch it.

A crimson light flashed and fell.

Scarlet blood spurted out, and the giant named Merur flew up on the spot, and his round eyes still remained terrified.

It is estimated that before he died, he never thought that his dignified giant ancestor would die under the sword of a martial artist junior tonight.