The Return of the City’s Cultivation

Jin Ping heard the cold sweat, he understood why the master was furious, and he was even very angry at what Ye Tian said just now. Although Ye Tian did not say it directly, he obviously believed that he could sit on an equal footing with his master, and Ye Tian was with him. He was a peer, and he was six or seven years younger than him, and He De, how could he be on the same level as his master, there was even an evil fire in his heart. If it hadn’t been because of his relationship with Ye Tian, ​​he would have cursed early, like Ye Tian. The act of rebelling against the master was extremely stupid in his opinion. At this time, he couldn't help but shout: "Ye Tian, ​​don't be angry anymore. I want my master to bow his head and apologize, otherwise..."

Ye Tian didn't even look at Jin Ping, interrupted him, and asked Yue Xinghe: "What if I don't admit this punishment?"

Yue Xinghe was extremely angry, his face flushed red: "The rotten wood can't be carved, it's rebellious, you're already sick to your bones!"

Enraged, Yue Xinghe's roar rumbling loudly, his head became a large volcano of erupting magma, and his reason was slowly being burned out: "Kneel me down!" He turned his head fiercely and ordered Jin Ping. : "I stripped his clothes and asked everyone present to smoke him a stick of bamboo."

Yue Xinghe gasped for a few rough breaths, and his voice shook the sky: "If he resists, he will be guilty of those rebellious Xiaoxiao!"

"drink!"

More than two thousand people, echoing the momentum of Yue Xinghe, roared together, the momentum of more than two thousand people rolled around, making people feel like being in a raging sea of ​​raging wind and waves, or involved in a tornado that can crush everything. At the same time, there was a thunderbolt in the sky, as if lightning blew out of the clouds before the storm came. The colorful and strange light above the heads of more than two thousand people and the real dragon were rapidly changing and swimming, just like an omen from the sky. It seemed that Tianwei could no longer tolerate Ye Tian.

Jin Jinping must be on the side of the master. He strode to the front. Ye Tian suddenly turned his head and said, "Ziping, you want to take me?"

Jin Ping thought of his majesty and paused, but he looked at Yue Xinghe with anger, and suddenly said unrestrainedly: "Ye Tian, ​​blame yourself! Recognize the current situation, do you want to be included? Rebellious Xiaoxiao first class?"

"Well, I want to take a look, you, master and apprentice, how do you take me down!"

If you are someone else, you don’t need to take the gold at this moment, you must have already knelt down with your legs soft, but Ye Tian is still standing there calmly, everything in front of him is like a floating cloud, he is an immortal who has experienced the tribulation, how could he? Putting this kind of scene in his eyes, what's more, although the two thousand people are soaring in the sky, as if they are arousing the strange signs of the world, he knows that these colorful lights and the floating white jade dragon are all these things. Heavenly masters, qi, blood and aura are connected together, but the power that has not been shown can evoke a trace of nature. They have the dragon in their hearts, and they consciously protect the existence of real dragons. Under this strong idea, nature What the Dao shows is the real dragon mood, which is more similar to a certain formation of the Xuantian Realm, which is very simple in Ye Tian's view.

"stop!"

At this moment, a thunderous roar spread from all around, as if the nine heavens descended, and then a figure turned into a gust of wind, accompanied by the sound of Huo Huo's wind, and suddenly stopped in front of Ye Tian and the people. It was Mei Xingteng, he stopped, and immediately shouted anxiously and anger: "I will save him!"

"In my opinion, Ye Tian is not only right, but he has done a great job. I will not sit back and watch if you treat him like this!"

Yue Xinghe suddenly erupted like a volcano: "Mei Xingteng, your mind is flooded, do you know what you are doing?"

Although Mei Xingteng's strength is far from him, he never gave up on this issue: "I know what I'm doing, and I firmly believe that my approach is correct. What I am saving now is from China in the future. Hope star."

He shook his head, as if it was painful to stand on the opposite side of Yue Xinghe, and said in a somewhat pleading tone: "Brother Yue, the current situation of the Chinese martial arts world is in full swing, and the situation is very complicated. Isn't it the time when you need a leader like Ye Tian? ?"

"Mei Xingteng, what are you talking about? You are so confused that there is no cure! Leave me immediately now, and I will bear the blame."

Mei Xingteng turned his head: "I won't go, I want to punish you and punish me!"

"Are you going to disobey my orders? Are you stubborn and stubborn, and still worthy of sitting in your present position? Tell me, where do you put these two thousand hot-blooded men? Where do you put your loyalty?"

Hearing his roar, Mei Xingteng widened his eyes sharply, and his voice was louder than his: "I admire these two thousand men very much, but they still can't represent the fate and public opinion. You scold me for disobedience, scold me for disobedience. Where are you loyal, then I ask you, where do you set your homeland and world?"

His voice was like a howling missile, causing everyone's bodies to tremble fiercely. The silence of the big teaching field disappeared, and everyone looked at Yue Xinghe with trembling eyes. For so many years, No one dared to speak to him like that. This scene made them no less than facing a war of the century.

Yue Xinghe’s face was blue, white, and red. He was unbelievably stunned for a while before he spoke. At this moment, his voice was so indifferent that there was no tremor, and the sound was chilling: "Mei Xing Teng, get out of here now, my Yue Xinghe team will no longer need you in the future."

Mei Xingteng's face turned pale instantly, and his body shook a few times in the wind. The iron-blooded man's eyes were filled with tears for an instant, but he did not bow to Yue Xinghe, turned silently, looked at Ye Tian, ​​and took his arm. Said: "Ye Tianzun, let's go!"

Ye Tian looked at the two of them, and could feel what kind of waves Mei Xingteng was loyal to China at the moment, and he understood the near-anti-purpose pain of him and his brother who could kill him. He sighed in his heart, neither I wish to entangle more, but he said firmly in his heart: "Mei Xingteng, if you can call me Ye Tianzun in this situation, I will make your friend."

In the eyes of more than two thousand people, the two were walking in the mountain breeze hunting, but the mountain breeze at this moment, for Mei Xingteng, was like thousands of knives cut on his body, this familiar The scenery, the familiar life and death brothers behind him, the faith that he has been fighting for all his life, but he has to say goodbye. His footsteps are very slow. He feels that he is dragging two heavy iron chains under his feet, walking with tears. After finally falling, he slowly turned around to look at Yue Xinghe, and finally couldn't help but said: "I will apply to form a new team from above."

He hesitated for a while, and finally gritted his teeth and said: "Although it takes time, I believe that Ye Tian will stand at the peak of the Chinese martial arts world one day, and he will appear like a savior."

"roll!"

The answer to him was Yue Xinghe's roar like a roar. This word "roll" seemed to spread from the mountains to the whole world!