The Return of the City’s Cultivation

Who is talking?

Everyone's hearts were beating frantically, and their heads suddenly twisted to find someone. Kunlun has few people who dare to challenge the Northern War God, no, unique. Is he mentally ill, or is he too long? They want to see, this man has a few heads.

The sound in the corner was not loud, but like a thunder on the ground, the hearts of the people in the exploded banquet hall were shattered, and their souls were there.

"Who is talking?" The Northern War God squinted his eyes, his eyes were as cold as a sharp sword, and his anger was full of anger. Now, does anyone dare to brush his mind without knowing his death?

"It's me, Ye Tian."

Ye Tian stood out from the crowd, with no expression on his face. He walked slowly without any fear or fear. If he walked in the breezy garden, he would stand there quietly and raise his head. Stand upright like a javelin.

This human race? !

The expressions on everyone's faces were wonderful, some with wide mouths, some with round eyes, and some were struck by lightning.

"You said, they are your women?" Seeing that they were humans, the Northern War God laughed contemptuously, stopped the few Tianwu tribes who were about to do it, and sipped the red wine comfortably.

"Do you know who I am?"

"Is that the Northern God of War?"

The Northern God of War is relaxed, and seems to be dealing with a small thing that cannot be smaller. It is not worth the trouble. He dismissed Ye Tian from human beings. He turned the wine glass, raised his hand to pour the red wine on the ground, and pointed to the wine stains. Just lick it on my knees, how about I spare your life?"

Like a discussion, more like a cat catching a mouse, adding, "My dog ​​often does this."

Ye Tian habitually hugs his arms, tilts his head and raises the corners of his mouth, "I don't think you are qualified yet."

This remark was like a turbulent wave hitting the shore, like a boulder thrown into a lake, and the breath of those present was stagnant.

Those who dare to say the three words "unqualified" to the Northern War God, go to find them in Kunlun, and only idiots can do it.

The Northern War God didn't seem to care, his expression was indifferent, and he smiled slightly, "It seems that all dogs must be tamed first." He pointed at Huaxian and Luofen, "Then you think you are qualified to take them two?"

The Northern War God Old God was sitting there, and he believed how the saint of the Yangling tribe could look like this human kid who suddenly appeared. Wouldn't it be the world's greatest success? Is there any man in Kunlun that could match her?

Huaxian and Luofen would not choose Ye Tian, ​​nor did they dare to choose Ye Tian.

At this moment, almost everyone had the same idea.

Ye Tianyi raised his hand, "Flowers appear and fall, come to me."

Huaxian and Luofen were in full view, and they ran to Ye Tian without hesitation. The two of them hugged Ye Tian tightly, their white cheeks pressed against Ye Tian's cheeks, crying.

They didn't know how helpless and desperate just now. They were a knife and I was a fish. This feeling of inability to control their destiny made them almost commit suicide on the spot, but this man appeared like the sun and made them see the light again.

They don't care, no matter what, no matter what the Northern War God, no matter the rules and gaze of the Yang Ling tribe, as long as they lean in the arms of this man and hug him hard, don't separate for the rest of their lives.

physical contact!

The Yang Ling clan was stunned.

Chanzi, King Zhen, Huanri, Snow Queen, Yingquan... Looking around, they were all stunned on the spot.

The murderous intent burst into the eyes of the Northern War God, and his whole body opened the gate like a flood, frightening the people next to him and took two steps back.

The one who dared to **** a woman from him, the Northern War God, was not born yet.

Huanri was the first to react, and yelled to the Northern War God in embarrassment and fear, "This... God of War... I don't know about this!"

How could he not know, just pick himself clean first, who can bear the anger of the God of War.

The Northern War God stared at Ye Tian for a long time, a wicked smile suddenly hung on his face, "Interesting, this makes me even more excited, your woman is going to lie on my bed after all, I don't know what that picture is like?"

To Huanri, "I don't care about the rules of your Yangling clan. I don't care about physical contact. I only want these two women."

Ring Sun’s heart beat fiercely, and it seems that the Northern God of War will still support him. As long as Ye Tian is eliminated, my son will take the seat of the city lord. He suddenly turned his head and stared at Ye Tian. Ye Tian Ye Tian, ​​you almost broke my good deeds, and there is a strong hatred in your eyes.

Three steps in two steps, came to Ye Tian, ​​pointed at his nose and shouted, "Are you qualified to intervene in my clan affairs?"

"I didn't know how many pounds to weigh myself before speaking? Didn't you know how many pounds?"

"I ask you, my Yangling is a first-line race, and the Tianwu tribe is even more of a first-line big race. Your human race is a third-rate tribe, why do you fight for the front? Any one of us can easily destroy your race."

He didn't wait for Ye Tian to reply, "I will ask you again, what are you fighting with us, and where did your confidence provoke the Northern War God? This is a burden that Human Race cannot bear!"

"Your human race is like an ant. The ant wants to kill an elephant?"

After one scream, the banquet hall "buzzed".

Most of the Yangling tribe were stunned there. For some reason, they always felt awkward in their hearts, but they couldn’t tell what was awkward.

Yingquan is more urgent than his father. Seeing that the seat of the city lord is in hand, how can he let the cooked duck fly, and hate Ye Tianben. At this moment, he hates him even more and yells." Let go of the two of them, or you will be splattered with blood!"

"Hey..." The Northern War God waved his hand and stopped Yingquan. He kept squinting at Ye Tian with a playful look, "Did you not hear what I said? As long as he licked the wine on the ground, I will Forgive him, do you want to tell me the Northern War God to break his promise?"

Yingquan lowered his body in fear, "I'm sorry, Yingquan talked too much. The spit of God of War is also a nail. The villain dare not disobey the sacred order."

"Human, give your woman to me, and come and lick it clean." As he said, the Northern God of War picked up the red wine bottle and poured a whole bottle of wine into the ground, splashing and splashing a whole bottle of wine. It’s everywhere, with a chuckle, "Be clean."

To lick the red wine, Ye Tian’s ending must be like this. There is no possibility of any reversal. A thousand and ten thousand Ye Tian can’t change the situation. Many people in the Yangling clan sighed in their hearts. The fate of the weak is always in control. In the hands of the strong, the weak made every effort and countless calculations, and the strong only need a few words to fall apart.

The Northern War God licked his teeth and smiled, "Whether they are your women or not, in front of me, you have no qualifications and no rights."

After saying this, Ye Tian seems to be doomed to end.

What is the weak human race against the Northern God of War? His life and dignity are not worth mentioning in the eyes of the Tianwu people.

But at this moment, an unexpected female voice appeared.

"North War God, I don't know if City Lord Ye has the qualifications with me?"

Before the words fell, more than ten people stepped into the banquet hall.

These more than a dozen people were led by a man and a woman, and those who followed each were covered in black robes with caps on their heads, and the occasionally exposed faces described as withered, as terrifying as zombies.

It is the Mengfa tribe, one female and one male, but Qingheyuan.

Qing Heyuan led the people to walk quickly to Ye Tian and stopped beside him. Ye Tian said unexpectedly, "Qing, why are you here?"

"I know you came here, just drop in."

Ye Tian didn't know if she really went along, he always felt that Qing was extra "caring" about him, so he smiled lightly, and he remembered this kindness.

The Northern God of War left the back of his chair and stood up, obviously a little surprised, "Faculty Dragon, Master Yuanfa?"

The appearance of the two law chiefs caused the Yang Ling clan to completely blow up the pot, "buzzing", with a shocked expression. Huanri, King Zhen, and Chanzi froze as if they were frozen, and their hearts were overwhelmed.

How could the Mongolian and French people appear? The two Falun Gong practitioners were so close to Ye Tian? Why does the super-first-line race support the third-rate city master Ye Tian so much?

The Yangling tribe was stunned, the Mengfa tribe was always proud, and the Yangling tribe couldn’t even look at each other when they presented the shepherd celestial beads. It would be as difficult as climbing to the sky if they wanted to see the two law sages, but now they are right in front of them, not hesitating for Ye Tian Offended the Northern God of War and the Tianwu tribe.

Everyone's eyes were stunned in surprise, this is completely dreaming and can't think of the picture.

In this way, Ye Tian relied on the Mengfa Clan, and things must have room for maneuver.

No one of the Yangling Clan dared to interrupt at this time, the matter was beyond the scope of their ability to handle, offending any party, it must be a miserable end that can't bear to walk around.

The Northern War God raised his eyelids and smiled, "Faculty Dragon comes in person, so he is naturally qualified?"

"Okay!" Qing said coldly, "You let others go, I don't care about the Yang Ling clan."

The Northern War God has a lot of care in his heart. Although he is a fourth-level heart, and Qing Heyuan is only a third-level heart, but behind them is the Mongolian and French tribe. He doesn't want to make the two tribes guilty because of this. Face must be given, but So easy to let go, he is not the Northern God of War.

"Faculty Dragon, you told me to let people go, my Northern War God gave you this face. In fact, there are two women, one human race, I did not take it seriously. But just let them go, how do you tell me Northern War God how to deal with it? Where is my face?"

Dragon knew that it would not end so easily. The Northern War God was a difficult opponent, and his strength was pressing down on him, secretly hoping that things would not become very tricky.

"What do you want? Don't... go too far."

The Northern War God smacked his lips, "Yangling and Humans are not worthy of my treatment. The Mongolian and French are different, so you can rest assured."

Pointing to Ye Tian, ​​"As long as...this kid can catch my punch, and if I give up today, I will leave Yangling City immediately."

Qing didn't even think about it, but immediately refused, "No way!"

How powerful the Northern War God is for all to see, the dignified four-level heart, the pinnacle among the peaks of the lower realm, it is no exaggeration to say, let alone a punch, he blows a breath, how much can the lower realm catch? How many of his punches did he dare to receive? Not to mention third-rate races and second-rate races, even those masters in first-tier races and even super-first-tier races will not easily respond.

Unexpectedly, Ye Tian's voice suddenly rang, "I picked it up!"