Ye Futian questioned him strongly, making the vast space around the city lord's mansion silent.

For a moment, Zhu Kong could not answer.

What Ye Futian said is indeed no problem. Since we must admit that Kuohuang and belong to the nine tribes, we should bear his will.

Obviously, this is just a plunder, and there is no such thing as a big deal.

The so-called crimes are nothing but false.

"Even if you are the one who inherits the Emperor Kuahuang, you can only come from the nine tribes of my own. How does it have to do with you, an outsider?" Chonglou, the patriarch of the Chong clan, spoke. His pupils were extremely domineering, and he glanced at Ye Futian.

Ye Futian looked at the other party and said, "Chonglou, the leader of the Chonglou tribe, your name is from the Chonglou battle body, the law of the Kuahuang inheritance."

Chonglou stared at Ye Futian and indeed passed on the complete Pure Emperor Taoism. Do you even know the Chonglou War Body, the inherited method?

"Since it has nothing to do with outsiders, what do you nine tribes invite the Daohuo recipients to the ancestral land for you?" Ye Futian asked, "Isn't it because your nine tribes have no one, and you use the power of outsiders to seize the inheritance for you, and after taking it down, you will silence it?"

Chonglou's pupils contracted slightly, containing an extremely domineering intention. As his pupils opened and closed, there seemed to be an extremely terrifying figure of the God of Fire War that appeared in Ye Futian's pupils, as if he was about to crush him directly.

Ye Futian's eyes were also burning with flames, and his breath was blooming. Although these people did not take action, just a look and a wisp of breath could give him extremely powerful oppression.

The nine tribes had holy figures stepping out, and their aura was terrifying. When they stared at Ye Futian, a strong man stepped forward behind Chonglou and bathed in the flames.

Ye Futian said that there was no one in the nine tribes.

Seeing the person who walked out, Ye Futian glanced at him, exuding contempt.

"In the Western Region for many years, it seems that the nine tribes have forgotten who they are. They do not follow the will of the Kuo Emperor, and have no self-knowledge at all." Ye Futian spoke indifferently.

"Even if you don't have your existence, my nine tribes will sooner or later be left by Kuohuang. The Chong tribe will reunite and learn where your confidence comes from." The figure saw Ye Futian looking contemptuous and walked. He was the first young man in the Chong tribe, and his combat power was extremely terrifying.

This time the ancestral land was opened, but he did not enter. People from the nine tribes would enter the ancestral land again when their cultivation level was higher, so that they would have greater confidence. At the same time, they would continue to invite outsiders to let them do things for the nine tribes.

Ye Futian was not wrong. The nine ancestral lands invited them just to make use of them.

But this time, the fire from the ancestral land was taken away, and the remains of Kuahuang disappeared.

Chongli was determined to inherit the legacy of Emperor Kuo. However, before he could go to the ancestral land, the ancestral land was gone.

The powerful Chong clan tribe did not stop Chongli from taking action. Chongli was extremely talented and was a super monster who had great hope to open the door of the ancestral land and go to inherit the ruins of Kuahuang.

Their Chong clan has always placed high hopes.

But now, everything is on Ye Futian.

Stepping away from the void, the power of the holy path swept out and pressed towards Ye Futian. Every step he took was like a flame god of war, stepping on Ye Futian.

"Who do you do?" Xia Qingyuan said to everyone behind her.

I want to fight Ye Futian directly?

The nine tribes of the other side came, and there were many strong people. Chonglou was just a junior, so he wanted to fight against the city lord of Qianye City directly. Is he worthy?

"I'll go."

A voice came out, and after the words fell, a sword broke through the air, like lightning and thunder, shattering the void.

Among the crowd, a figure walked, and the sword intent was everywhere in the sky and howled forward.

Chongli's pupils swept downward, and the terrifying fire of the Great Dao was burning down. The space shook, as if it was about to kill the other party with one look. However, the person who stepped out had his eyes like a sword, tearing everything apart, and directly shattering the Daoyi attack that pierced his pupils.

"Boom." The fighting spirit was overwhelming, Chongli's body turned into a flame like a god of war. He stepped down with one foot, and the void roared and stormed, and a large flame footprint trampled on the void, burning mountains and boiling the sea.

The sword arrived and pierced directly into the big footprints of flames. With a loud bang, it pierced directly into it, trying to tear it apart and smash it.

All the surrounding spaces seem to be torn apart.

Chongli stepped forward again, the Dao Fire on his body seemed to be more powerful and domineering, and he became more majestic. He took another step forward, and the big flame footprints seemed to overlap with the big footprints just now, and their power increased sharply, destroying the opponent's sword intent.

The person who stepped out pointed his finger forward, and the sword energy turned into a terrifying sword energy storm, swept the opponent's attack. At the same time, the stronger sword intent merged into the previous sword and moved forward.

Chongli stepped continuously, and his pressure became stronger and stronger. His body became more and more majestic. Chonglou battle body had thirteen levels, one level was stronger than the other.

Take seven steps in a row, and release the battle body to seven levels.

However, the opponent did not take a step back, and the sword intent made the way. In the large footprints of flames that condensed like a tall building, there was infinitely dazzling sword light shining violently and violently. At the same time, a giant sword pierced into it bit by bit, and both forces were extremely powerful.

Many powerful people from the Chong clan frowned. Chongli is already an extremely powerful figure in their tribe. Even in the nine tribes, they are all top figures in this realm. The other party Ye Futian did not step out, and Xia Qingyuan did not take action. There are still people who can compete with Chongli?

At this moment, the huge footprints of flames were surrounded by surging fire and dazzling sword light. Finally, with a loud bang, everything was destroyed. The flames and sword energy raged between the world, causing the space to storm of destruction.

"Who is that?" someone asked. Both of these people in the first realm of the Holy Dao are very strong.

"It should be a person who practices in the Xia Emperor Realm." Someone said intimately.

Ye Futian looked calm and looked at the battle in the void. The strength of Chongli was indeed very good.

As for Chongli's opponent, the sword cultivator above the Thirty-three Lihentian in the Xia Emperor Realm, Wangchuan.

The two of them fought violently, and many powerful people in the vast space released their breath to resist the aftermath of the two's battle.

Zhu Kong and Chonglou stared at the battlefield, and saw that at this moment, another strong man stepped forward and stepped into the battlefield. He was a holy monster of the Zhu tribe, Zhu Nan.

Not only him, but also the strong men of various tribes have stepped forward and walked towards the battlefield.

These people are all attaining saints, and seem to be trying to force Ye Futian to take action.

If they could take Ye Futian directly, there would be no need for top figures from each tribe to take action. They just need to block the top figures from each other.

These strong men walked step by step and headed directly towards the battlefield where Wangchuan was. Ye Futian frowned. Before he could speak, there was a figure walking in the void beside him.

The sword saint and Gu Dongliu first stepped out and headed straight for the battlefield.

Afterwards, Ye Wuchen and Xu Chehan also walked towards the battlefield.

In addition, Xuanyuan and Shenxiao Valley also had a strong man stepping out, corresponding to the number of opponents who fought, and went to find their opponents.

In an instant, the holy power swept across the world in the battlefield, suppressing the vast space outside the city lord's mansion.

The Saint Saint directly sacrificed the magic sword. He did not regard this as a battle, but a battlefield.

Today, the nine tribes are not here to compete, they want to get people.

In an instant, the magic power roared into the sky, and the sword intent merged into the Saint Saint's body, making his body feel like it was covered with a layer of magic armor.

The demon sword sucked the terrifying light of the demonic Tao. The riotous air flow swept through the void of the heaven and earth. He appeared in front of a powerful man in the Wu tribe. The other party's body was dazzling and the light of the golden crow divine bird bloomed. But when the sword saint slashed out with one sword, the sky seemed to have been cut open a terrible crack in hell.

His expression changed in shock. A huge golden crow divine bird appeared and smashed it out, trying to block the light of the sword. However, under the magic sword, the figure of the golden crow divine bird was directly cut off.

The terrible sharpening knife cut down, and with a sniffle, the golden crow fire feathers condensed from behind him were cut off directly, and the whole person was still dodging and retreating quickly, and was in a state of cold sweat.

"This Demon Sword..." Many strong men stared at the sword in the sword Saint's hand. The sword intent was far stronger than the sword Saint's realm, like a sword of thousands of demons. When the sword was cut out, it was full of violent aura.

The opponent Gu Dongliu faced was a strong man from the Nanli tribe. He had a sacred light shining on his body, surrounded by ancient characters, resonated with the great way, and aura soared. When the palm prints were blasted out, it was as if the sky had collapsed and the earth had broken, and it was extremely domineering.

Xu Chehan walked towards a strong man from the Shang tribe. His body floated towards the other party, and his breath was not strong. When the other party saw him walking in, a sneer flashed through his pupils, and a dazzling golden flame flowed in his palm.

When Xu Chehan arrived, his palm prints were blasted out and he touched Xu Chehan.

"You are looking for death." Seeing that Xu Chehan dared to touch him, he spoke in a disgraceful manner, with a strong murderous intent.

When the two palm prints collided, the terrifying stream of burning flames rushed into Xu Chehan's arm instantly, and even rushed forward all the way into Xu Chehan's body.

Xu Chehan groaned, and the terrifying golden Taoist fire in his body destroyed everything, rushed towards his internal organs, his body was directly shook back, and blood flowed out of his mouth.

But at the same time, the other party also let out a scream and looked at his palm.

His flame palm turned black, and soon, his arms were the same, the golden flames and dark colors mixed together, making them look extremely hideous and terrifying.

"Poison." The same was true on his face, the golden flames blended into the dark airflow.

But what is even more terrifying is that he felt that this poisonous technique seemed to be deliberately prepared for his flames, and it dissipated when it encountered fire and invaded the internal organs, limbs and bones.

Xu Chehan was not feeling well either. He took out a pill and fed it directly into his mouth. Then he left the battlefield directly. His breath was circulating, and the poisonous technique turned into a medicine path. A healing light shrouded the body and repaired the damaged parts.

When competing with combat power, he must be inferior to the holy realm figures selected by the nine tribes of the Red Dragon Realm, but his poisonous technique was unexpected and enough for the other party to bear it.

The situation on the battlefield was obviously not as expected by major tribes.

They didn't have any advantage.
Chapter completed!