"Vulgar Minotaur ......"

The cold and arrogant snort, like a cold current, blew away the lively atmosphere in an instant, and the hall was instantly quiet, and all eyes looked over to this side.

It seemed to be the focal point of the banquet, and the people around it cracked outward, revealing an empty place.

I saw that in the field, a face covered with golden spirit feathers, a sharp beak like a blade, and a pair of broken golden eyes, full of indifference and bitter chill, were looking down with a lofty gaze. The golden light around the body is awe-inspiring, and the golden feathers are like golden armor, exuding a suffocating momentum, and the surrounding space is roaring and churning, as if it has become a surging and crazy sea.

"This minotaur is really unlucky, he was targeted by the most unruly Blood Peng Holy Son of the Tianpeng Spirit Clan, and this time it is going to be over. ”

"At the half-saint level banquet, there was actually a minotaur of the Void Secret Ability Dao, this minotaur looked like the vulgar orcs of the Western Wilderness Continent, but I didn't expect to be able to come here. It's really disappointing. ”

"Who doesn't know that the Holy Son of the Dao Blood Peng has always believed that his bloodline is the most noble existence of the Spirit Clan, whether it is the Earth Spirit Clan or the Water Sea Spirit Clan, they should accept the rule of the Sky Spirit Clan, what a half-saint banquet is just an excuse!"

"No matter what, it was the minotaur who asked for it, he had no strength, and he didn't have the protection of a master, so he dared to appear here, and he was looking for death by himself!"

......

The buzzing voices came into Ye Han's ears, but they were all some gloating voices. However, it was not unexpected, along the way, what he saw and heard, Ye Han recognized the nature of the spirit clan.

The momentum that roared like a storm did not move Ye Han in the slightest, and his calm gaze slowly raised, like autumn water, without a trace of waves. The sharp golden gaze was like a sharp blade. failed to shake the calm autumn water, and there was not the slightest emotion in the depths of his eyes.

The momentum that pressed down was like a mountain, and it fell with a bang, but it seemed to be smashed on soft cotton, and it did not cause any trembling, and his quiet body stood there, as if it was an ancient and reckless mountain standing there, although it was not eye-catching, but it always had a kind of heaviness!

Moments later, those gloated. The eyes like watching a play slowly became solemn, and by this time, they also saw that this seemingly ordinary minotaur was not simple. After all, a minotaur in the realm of the Void Secret Energy Dao, a peerless great master who faced the even more terrifying Half-Saint Realm, but Mount Tai collapsed without changing color, this situation originally revealed a bit weird.

Of course. Everyone didn't think that he really had the strength to compete with the Blood Peng Holy Son, but the lack of awe in his momentum made everyone feel an inexplicable shock. Few people are able to face a strong opponent when their realm is slightly weaker. Unless the will is extremely tenacious. As long as such a person survives, he will definitely be able to achieve considerable achievements in the future.

"Vulgar minotaurs, get out of where you come from, can you vulgar people be qualified to participate in this noble demi-holy banquet?!" a sneering voice sounded. The gaze of the Blood Peng Holy Son, Bo Gu Pengdi, shot straight out from the golden eyes, as if with a suffocating cold air, oppressed.

The blood Peng Holy Son, Bo Gu Pengdi, was full of evil energy. It was extremely sharp, as if the next moment he would not hesitate to kill the vulgar minotaur in front of him who offended him.

"you egg, vulgar minotaur?!Hmph, aren't you a mean birdman too!"

A bold and rough laugh suddenly sounded, and a strong and powerful momentum rushed straight up, and the black shadow flashed, blocking in front of Ye Han, and facing the sharp storm that roared down.

Poof!

The momentum of the two half-saint levels collided together, and the shock wave stimulated was like a small storm surging, and in an instant, it swept over the main hall, roaring and shaking, and it seemed that the main hall was in chaos.

Ye Han was not afraid of a half-saint-level spirit clan, and even a saint-level sea clan powerhouse was defeated by him. It was just a demi-saint-level powerhouse, and Ye Han could easily kill him.

However, what made Ye Han a little puzzled was that in the Southern Earth Continent, where he had no relatives and no friends, there would be someone who stood up for him, and with only a strong figure like a mountain, it could not be the mysterious Spirit Clan old man Deborua.

Looking up, the extremely strong body, the high bulging muscles, piled up on the arms like rocks, and the shape of a foot was enough to stand in front of Ye Han, as if it was a high wall, almost shrouded in shadows.

The oily skin, glowing like metal, was cold and hard, clinging to the surface of the body, as if it were covered with a thick layer of armor. Looking up, the huge fluffy bull head, with a pair of long horns rising high, soared into the sky, with a proud and unyielding mind, against heaven and earth, and thick hair rose from the back of the head, as if wearing a black helmet.

The eyes are round, like a bull's eye, and a wild momentum shoots out of the eyes, with a firmness that people can't forget. On the nose sprayed with heavy white gas, a nose ring swayed, and mysterious and delicate sigils were carved on it, as if it had some special meaning.

Compared with Ye Han, the image of the person in front of him is obviously more suitable for the title of minotaur, staring at a pair of bull's eyes, the huge fluffy bull's head swaying, and a bold breath came to his face.

"Hengot, keep your mouth shut!This is not the territory of the Mighty Bull Demon Clan, I don't want anything bad to happen!"

Obviously, the tall Minotaur in front of him had enough strength and strength to make him dare not offend easily. But he didn't want to show weakness, so he immediately sneered.

"This is the city under the jurisdiction of the Tianpeng Spirit Clan, yes!" The heavy white qi of the Mighty Bull Demon Clan's Hengott spurted out of his mouth, his eyes widened, and he roared in a low tone: "But as a descendant of the Great Mighty Bull Demon God, do you need to endure the ridicule of a despicable birdman and remain silent?!"

"Rude Earth Spirit Clan! Simply tarnished the noble reputation of the Spirit Clan!"

Hengot's voice was not low, echoing throughout the hall, but the phrase 'birdman' hit a group of spirits present, causing a burst of curses.

However, soon the voice dissipated, and everyone's eyes fell on the bodies of the Blood Peng Holy Son Bog Peng Di and the Minotaur Spirit Clan Henggot, and the momentum of the collision roared. The entire hall was shaken, as if a great war was about to break out and could not be avoided.

Suddenly, Ye Han's mind came up with what Deboruas had said before, 'There will be someone in the Southern Earth Continent to protect you!'.

Obviously, at this moment, Ye Han understood the chill, on the Southern Earth Continent, although there was no Kettel Clan Minotaur, there was such a strong Bull Demon Clan. This is another branch of the Minotaur clan, the bloodline is more inclined to be ancient, it is said that they are the descendants of the ancient Bull Demon Holy Beast, born strong, roaring, able to shake the mountains and rivers, is the top family of the descendants of the Demonic Beast.

Judging from the current situation, this Minotaur did not hesitate to protect Ye Han. Fight against the demi-saint powerhouse and protect the race of the same kind.

"Vulgar Henggot, you dare to curse the great Sky Spirit Clan, descended from the descendants of the Sky Overlord Kuntian Dapeng. It's almost a big rebellion. As if someone had been poked in the pain in his heart, Bog Pengdi's face was filled with boundless anger, his cold voice turned into a terrible murderous aura, and his tone became unkind.

"As a descendant of an ancient bloodline. The blood flowing in our bull-headed clan is equally noble, how can you be a birdman who is qualified to make irresponsible remarks. Don't use that kind of pale and weak lies and nonsense, if you are not convinced. Decide by force!" Hengott seemed to be even more domineering, his wild momentum rolling up, and his determined eyes were full of excitement for battle.

"The spirit clan who thinks they are noble wants to solve the problem by force, which is extremely vulgar!"

The Blood Peng Holy Son looked indifferent, with an indifferent sneer on the corner of his mouth, and his murderous eyes, as if he wanted to devour the bull head on the other side alive, but there was a kind of self-righteous nobility in his words, and he said in a lofty language.

"The ancestors settled their grievances by force, but in the end you were extremely vulgar! In my opinion, you are a hypocritical fellow, the Holy Son of Blood Peng is ruthless, but he is famous among all ethnic groups. Hengot was not like an ordinary minotaur, with a kind of wisdom in his eyes, but in the face of the aggressive Blood Peng Holy Son, he did not retreat at all, and shot back with a powerful word.

In an instant, there was not a sound in the entire hall, and everyone looked at the Blood Peng Holy Son Bog Pengdi with a strange gaze, as if waiting for his answer.

This kind of thing involving the ancestors of the Spirit Race cannot be easily said, and it is easy to be angry with others. This time, the Blood Peng Holy Son was very much like lifting a stone to hit his own feet, but he didn't expect that the language that could have hit the other party had become a dangerous situation, and he almost let himself fall into it.

"Humph!"

The Blood Peng Holy Son's face turned blue in an instant, and his cold eyes were filled with boundless murderous intent. A fierce golden color surged up from his body, like boiling seawater, washing upward. At first glance, it looks like a golden sun, shimmering with a suffocating momentum.

"Hehe, if you want to fight, you will fight! Why so much nonsense!"

Hengot is obviously a battle maniac, but he was delighted when he heard the words, no wonder no one dared to provoke him, the earthy yellow heavy momentum rose up, like the color of the earth, spread up along the feet, covering the whole body, as if wearing a solid armor, the thick and calm momentum is like a mountain standing there, let the wind and rain blow, the wind howls, it is the impact of the golden air waves, but there is no slightest shaking.

Everyone's figures split backwards and quickly retreated, opening up a larger space.

It seemed that a big war was about to break out, and the two demi-saint-level powerhouses collided together, and the impact was something that they didn't dare to contaminate easily.

"In the City Lord's Mansion, everyone is silent!"

Before the momentum of the two of them could climb to the highest level, a coercive voice suddenly rose, hovering over the main hall like a dark cloud, covering the top of their heads, making people feel a boundless pressure.

"Sage Coercion!"

Everyone's faces couldn't help but change, and they hurriedly bowed their heads in the direction of the rising momentum, not entering the holy level, they were all ants, no one dared to face the terrifying saint-level powerhouses, even the top Warcraft descendant races like Bog Pengdi and Henggot, they didn't want to provoke such a character.

...... (To be continued......)

PS: First update