Chapter Eighty-Nine: Anger to the extreme
Wrath!
Growl!
Air Knot!
At this moment, Yuan Aojin simply hated Yuan Shiyun.
It's not just him!
All the people in the Jin Yimai next to him seemed to be ashamed and angry.
They all knew that Yuan Wushan was the face of their Jin Yi Mai, and at this time, Yuan Shiyun killed him, that is, he slapped their Jin Yi Mai in the face, and he was slapping them in the face!
"Kill, kill her, avenge Wushan!"
"She's a madman!"
"Until now, she still dares to be so ruthless to the people of our source village!"
"Let's go to !! together"
“......”
All of a sudden!
The entire valley was completely chaotic.
As for Yuan Shiyun, she turned her head, looked at everyone around her, and smiled faintly, as if she had just stepped on an ant to death, her face was unusually calm, without the slightest fluctuation.
Her gaze swept over everyone in Source Village.
The eyes as sharp as knives stared directly at the people of the source village who were shouting.
However!
With it, Yuan Shiyun's gaze swept by!
"Gah!"
All the sounds of anger, shouting and killing, and roaring all came to an abrupt end, and one by one, the indignant people of the source village involuntarily kicked back a few steps one after another.
And that's not all!
Each of them only felt that under Yuan Shiyun's direct gaze, their own breathing seemed to be about to stop, and their hearts jumped involuntarily, almost as if they were about to jump out of their throats.
Unbelievable!
Just one look shocked many people present!
This scene made the elders of Yuan Village next to him, Yuan Xuanshuang and Yuan Xuanlin, the corners of their mouths twitch.
"Come on!"
That's at this time!
Yuan Shiyun's words sounded.
She had lost her patience.
Her gaze swept over Yuan Xuanlin and Yuan Xuanshuang, and then over those who were called Tianjiao.
In the voice, with endless disdain and coldness:
"Come on, I don't have time to play with you!"
"Huh!"
Yuan Shiyun's voice just fell!
All of a sudden!
The entire valley was once again in an uproar.
What is Yuan Shiyun trying to do?
Does a person single out the younger generation of the source village?
Lunatic!
The eyes of everyone present looking at Yuan Shiyun were all different.
Not shocked, there is disbelief, there is ridicule, there is contempt.
Only you can't think of it, and you can't do it without them.
To know!
Among the younger generation of these hundreds of people.
Not only does it include Yuan Xuanlin and Yuan Xuanshuang, these two people have the realm of the Heavenly Vein Realm, but the rest of the people are almost only one or two levels away from the Heavenly Vein Realm.
All of them are the seventh, eighth, and ninth levels of the ninth order of the True Dragon Realm!
Only such people.
In the source village, it can be called Tianjiao.
And the Heavenly Pulse Realm is super Tianjiao.
Even so!
The strength of the ninth order of the True Dragon Realm, in those ordinary cities outside, except for the royal city, the imperial city and the like, they are all first-class masters.
But now......
"Okay! what a megalomaniacal fellow!"
Yuan Aotian and Yuan Aojin, the two of them stared at Yuan Shiyun with fixed eyes, and their eyes were filled with extremely strong anger.
"In that case, then we will fulfill you!"
"On the Golden Vein!"
"On the empty vein!"
It's not just them!
All the elders of the source village, they were already angry.
"On the vein of the wood!"
"On the veins of water!"
"On the fire vein!"
"On the veins of the earth!"
“......”
One by one, the elders waved their hands one by one!
"Huh!"
"Huh!"
"Boom!"
Hulala's figure after another flashed out.
Moment!
Twenty ways!
Fifty courses!
One hundred!
Five hundred!
The disciples of all the factions in the dense source village rushed towards the direction of the source Shiyun in an instant, as if they were stormy waves.
Almost just in a flash of time!
Yuan Shiyun's entire figure was directly shrouded by a dense figure.
War!
War!
War!
The crazy battle has officially begun!
The violent aura is constantly diffuse!
In the middle of the valley, the exercises are scattered!
See this scene!
The leaders of the factions in the source village shook their heads one by one.
They all know it!
Yuan Shiyun is finished!
Facing the siege of all the younger generations in Yuan Village, not to mention Yuan Shiyun, even if each of them came forward, they would definitely die, and there would be no second possibility.
"It's a pity ......"
But!
Even so!
The complexion of many of them was full of complexity.
If only you knew that Yuan Shiyun could have such skills.
They would definitely have left Yuan Shiyun in Source Village before, and let her be under their control, so that Source Village would definitely be able to make a name for itself in the Eastern Wilderness.
It's a pity!
At this moment, many of them regretted it.
Looking at the faces of the people next to them, they all shook their heads secretly and nodded again.
"Tell them! Defeat Yuan Shiyun, don't hurt her life, even if it is to destroy the human treasure house. ”
At this time, Yuan Aotian opened his mouth and shouted.
Part of the reason why he did this was to leave a little blood in the main vein.
There is another, more important reason.
That is the mysterious son behind Yuan Shiyun.
Yuan Aotian and the other elders of the Source Village, at this moment, were extremely clear that the one behind Yuan Shiyun was definitely not an existence that they could provoke, and he must be an extraordinary terrifying power.
Otherwise.
How is it possible to teach Yuan Shiyun, a person who originally had no spiritual roots and had an unknown old age, to this situation?
It's just that!
"Yuan Ao...... ...... days"
This time!
A ghostly voice rang out.
This voice was filled with a dense shock, panic, and disbelief.
Well?
Hear the words.
Yuan Aotian's body slammed suddenly, and he turned his eyes in confusion at the moment.
Merely!
When he and the elders of the source village saw the scene in the battle circle clearly.
They were completely shocked by the scene in front of them!
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang bang bang!"
One after another, the extremely terrifying aura set off wave after wave of qi, with the battle circle as the center, and continued to spread in all directions.
One by one, like a kite with a broken string, constantly flying out of the battle circle.
One!
Ten!
Twenty!
Fifty!
Under the gaze of their incredulous gaze.
The Yuan Shiyun in the battle circle is simply like a demon from hell, and where the aura is bombarded, it is completely shocked.