Chapter 429 Is this the level of the hundred clans?
Yunsheng concentrated, he also knew all this.
Therefore, with a sudden movement, a burst of thunder and lightning swept towards Ye Yan instantly. His eyes stared at Ye Yan and said: "Boy, my Yun Clan came here today because I wanted to completely distance myself from the Ye Clan. I thought I
No chance to take action."
"I want to thank you very much. As long as I suppress you today and stomp you hard on the ground, all the forces within the hundred tribes will stand on the same front as my Yun tribe."
"Even hundreds of tribes will be proud of my Yun tribe!"
The sound was so thin that only Ye Yan could hear it.
But when he said these words, Ye Yan's anger burst out instantly.
What's this?
Stepping on people from the Leaf clan to get the upper hand?
Today, are you going to step on him to show your ambition to all races?
Get rid of Ye Hei?
Moreover, in Lingcheng now, as long as you trample the people of the Ye clan under your feet, is it a matter of honor?
What's the point?
I will marry you for the glory!
Ye Yan's eyes turned cold, and the Ten Thousand Dao Emperor's Body was suddenly activated.
Isn't it just thunder and lightning?
Who doesn’t?
The moment Yunsheng's power struck, the spiritual energy in Ye Yan's body also turned into thunder and lightning.
Yunsheng's lightning was just a silver-white electric arc, but now Ye Yan's shot flashed with golden light, and golden thunder and lightning surrounded the place, making all the cultivators take a breath.
"Golden Thunder?"
"Golden Thunder?"
"Has he actually cultivated thunder and lightning to this level?"
"So what? The gap in realm cannot be made up by a bolt of lightning!" said an elder from a hundred tribes.
This also made many people nod their heads.
Fortunately, Yun Sheng is at the eighth level of sainthood. If he is at the seventh level of sainthood or even the peak of the seventh level, it is hard to say.
"Nine Extreme Thunder, Ninth Thunder, come out!" The golden thunder and lightning roared, and Ye Yan shouted in his heart. Under Ye Yan's control, the power of this first-class martial arts was fully displayed, and a golden arc flashed across it.
The light instantly fell on Yunsheng's arc.
Bang!
In mid-air, two lightning bolts touched together.
Then the bodies of the people from the hundreds of tribes stiffened. Under their eyes, they saw that Ye Yan's golden arc directly shattered Yunsheng's silver arc, and then blasted towards Yunsheng's body.
"Condensation!" Feeling this power, Yunsheng shouted immediately.
Click!
But a crisp sound sounded, and the holy war armor on his body was torn apart by the golden lightning. Then the arc fell on his body, turning one of his arms into charcoal, and blood spurted out from his mouth.
What?
Yunsheng lost?
Is it still just a move?
The scene in front of them shocked everyone.
Even the people of the Ye Clan would not expect it.
On the top of the Yun Chaozong Mountain, Ye Yang, Ye Liu, and Ye Huai saw Ye Yan take action with their own eyes. In their eyes, Ye Yan might be able to compete with Yun Feixue, who was at the seventh level of sainthood with an unstable foundation, but his own strength was not as good as that of the eighth level saint.
There is definitely a huge gap.
But how long has it been now?
How could Ye Yan defeat someone of such a level so easily?
Wow!
Before everyone could get over the shock, Ye Yan moved his feet and came to Yun Sheng, then raised his feet and walked towards Yun Sheng.
"Boy, what are you going to do?" The elder of the Yun clan was furious. The aura in his body exploded instantly, and the power of the Holy King lingered here.
However, Ye Huai also took a step forward, and also exploded the power of the Holy King to confront it, and said: "Yun Chutian, before you come to the Hundred Clans, you can say that today is a test before the battle of the Hundred Clans. All the elders
None of them are allowed to participate.”
"Are you going to violate the rules set by your tribe now?"
"You!" Staring at Ye Huai, the elder of the Yun clan looked coldly, and then he said, "You have set a rule before, never kill!"
"Who said I was going to kill him?" Ye Yan shouted, but he did not withdraw his foot, but stepped on Yunsheng's face hard, "I just want to feel the fun of stepping on someone."
Don’t you, the Yun Clan, want to trample me, Ye Yan, under your feet?
Today, I will step on it too!
Gudong!
At this moment, the faces of everyone around him were all condensed.
In mid-air, all the cultivators looked at each other, and many even looked at each other and said, "Who is this kid?"
"This will completely offend all the tribes."
"Isn't he afraid of death? Who in the entire spiritual city can bear the wrath of hundreds of tribes?"
"This kid seems to have appeared out of nowhere. Could he be the hidden genius of the Leaf Clan?"
"How is it possible? There are so many geniuses in the Ye Clan. Over the years, the hundreds of clans have found out everything. In order not to leave any consequences when taking action, there is absolutely no such kid."
For a time, all the cultivators frowned more and more.
"It doesn't feel too big. It's just like stepping on a cockroach. I even feel a little nauseous." Ye Yan spoke in the square, and then kicked him out suddenly.
Poof!
After rubbing hard on the ground and leaving a long mark, Yunsheng's body came to a standstill, and blood spurted out from his mouth again.
Today was the darkest moment in his life, and he was stepped on by a kid?
"Hundred tribes, is there anyone who can stand up?"
At this time, Ye Yan said again.
But within the hundreds of tribes, everyone frowned.
They knew that there were no very powerful geniuses in the Ye clan, and Yunsheng, the eighth-level saint, was enough to sweep them away, so those stronger geniuses didn't come at all.
As a result, Ye Yan turned out to be unexpected.
"If you can't do it alone, you can do it with a group of people!"
At this time, Ye Yan said again.
"Tsk, tsk!" Many cultivators in mid-air were sighing.
Today, hundreds of clans came with a fierce and mighty force. They wanted to humiliate the Ye clan, and even wanted to seriously injure the geniuses of the Ye clan. But because of the appearance of Ye Yan, everything turned out to be the other way around?
"What, just this level?"
"Hundred tribes are nothing more than this!"
"I don't understand, if you are so good at it, why do you still have the courage to challenge me?"
"Do you have a masochistic mentality?" Ye Yan asked.
"Boy, don't be too crazy. Today is just the beginning. The battle of hundreds of tribes will come in a few days. Do you still dare to help the Leaf tribe at that time? Oh, if you dare, someone will deal with you then!"
"You have to understand, in the war of hundreds of tribes, there can be a young saint king! What is the realm of a saint?"
"Do you really think you are invincible? After all, you are only at the level of the sixth-level saint, right? The most people you can compete with are the eighth-level saint. If you encounter the ninth-level saint, you may not be able to compete, right?"
At this moment, these old men from the hundreds of clans stared at Ye Yan and shouted coldly.
"You can't beat me anymore, you're leaving, and then you're going to say a lot of Raj words?"
"You are so old and you are still using this trick?" Ye Yan stared at these people with disdain.
"Haha, boy, just wait!"
"Let's go!" At this time, the Yun clan elders, Chu clan elders and others suddenly spoke.
At this time, Du Die'er, Yun Sheng and others all looked at Ye Yan with cold eyes. Even Du Die'er said: "Three days later, in the battle of hundreds of tribes, if you don't die, I, Du Die'er, will commit suicide."