Sighing and shaking his head, Ye Tian slowly put away the "Silver Light Falling Blade" in front of Wenjie.
A fourth-grade elixir was thrown into his mouth, quickly replenishing his energy.
Wenjie's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of pinholes, and a touch of horror slowly rose in his heart... This guy, he was not even sure of his strength.
After taking a deep breath, Wenjie looked at the young man again, with a hint of solemnity and horror in his eyes.
Ignoring the change in the other person's eyes, Ye Tian gently stretched his body. The sudden surge of energy in his body filled his body with strength.
"I'm sorry, I used you as a training ground just now." Ye Tian raised his face, a touch of apology appeared on his pretty face, and smiled at Lord Wenjie, and then his figure suddenly flashed away.
The shadow in front of him flashed past, and before Wenjie had time to react, the young man's soft voice slowly sounded in his ears.
"It's over, Lord Wenjie of the Four Dynasties..."
Following a soft sound from behind, a fierce energy suddenly appeared behind Wenjie.
Feeling the tyranny of this energy, Wenjie's face changed, he kicked the ground with his feet, and let out an angry shout. A pale color quickly filled his back.
"Senluo Finger!"
The cold shout in his heart made Ye Tian's smooth sleeves rattle from the violent force. His fist retracted, and then he thrust it out. Within a short distance, the terrifying power carried on his fingertips
, but there was a sharp sound of breaking wind.
The sharp sound of breaking wind sounded behind him, making De Wenjie's face look horrified. How could this seemingly young guy cultivate his strength to such an extent?
"Peng!"
The crisp sound echoed slowly in the tent, and the long-lasting sound was extremely harsh.
Ye Tian's face was expressionless, and his fingertips pointed sharply at the back of Lord Wenjie's vest. A trace of strong energy leaked from the soles of his feet, directly blasting a deep pit into the ground where he stood.
"Click..."
A slight abnormal sound, accompanied by traces of cracks, gradually spread across Wenjie's back. However, it was only suppressed in an instant by the surging Yuan Power in Wenjie's body.
"I said, with your strength, you can't break my defense!" Wen Jiesen slowly turned his head and said with a sudden smile.
"That's not necessarily the case..." Ye Tian smiled faintly, but took back the palm that was pressed against Wenjie's back, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said softly.
A dull sound suddenly came from Wenjie's body. The smile on his face quickly solidified, replaced by shock.
"puff."
A mouthful of blood mixed with broken internal organs spurted out from Wenjie's mouth, and his hard body collapsed limply.
"Sen Luo's death energy is not something you can resist! It has already entered your body!"
Ye Tian smiled slightly and said.
Looking at the body that quickly lost its vitality, Ye Tian wiped his hands indifferently, then turned around and left slowly.
Afterwards, he and other members of the Tianzhu Alliance quietly left the camp of Lord Wenjie.
…
The camp of Lord Wenjie.
The early morning sun shines from the sky, through the branches of the trees, and sparsely shines on the quiet camp below.
In the silent camp, some soldiers who were unconscious on the ground suddenly opened their eyes in confusion, slowly sat up, and looked at each other. After a while.
The soldiers who woke up from their sleep felt a sudden excitement in their hearts and quickly got up. They looked at the silent camp, then tightened their weapons and walked quickly towards the tent in the middle of the camp.
"Kingdom Wenjie..." Standing outside the tent, a soldier shouted loudly, but there was no response at all.
After waiting quietly for a moment, all the soldiers felt uneasy. A mercenary took the lead and cut off the curtain of the tent with a big knife in his hand.
The curtain slowly fell, and the scene inside finally appeared in everyone's eyes.
Inside the tent, Lord Wenjie collapsed on the ground, his eyes wide open. There was still a hint of solidified fear on his face. On the ground, there was a pool of thick blood, which continued to stimulate the people who had been shocked.
A heart that is close to its limit.
A sense of death, rising and falling.
"The Lord Wenjie...was killed!"
Looking at the tragedy inside the tent with shocked faces, many soldiers turned pale and softened.
"The leader of the Four Dynasties, Wenjie, was killed!"
"I heard that the person who did it was the young man they wanted to attack!"
"The young man named Ye Tian has already killed two late-stage Pulse Realm kings from the four great dynasties."
"Tsk, tsk, the four major dynasties are really going to lose their face this time. They are in such a mess by a second-rate force that has just emerged."
I don’t know where the news came from, but in just one afternoon, almost everyone in the entire camp of the four dynasties knew that the leader of the four dynasties, Wenjie, was beheaded by Ye Tian.
For a time, countless joking and watching eyes began to converge on the silent four dynasties.
…
Four Dynasties, Hall.
"Prince Wenjie was also killed." Yan Peng said calmly.
"That kid is actually looking for trouble!"
There was an eerie silence in the hall.
"Yeah." Jing Jing's face was calm, and his expression did not change in any way.
In the middle of the hall with a gloomy atmosphere, a lifeless corpse was placed in it. Judging from the appearance of the corpse, it was none other than the Wenjie King of the Four Dynasties who died in Ye Tian's hands.
Looking at Wenjie's body, everyone in the hall remained silent, not daring to make the slightest sound, because they could already detect that the two kings at the head of the hall were emanating from their bodies.
"I'm going to tear that little bastard into pieces!"
Staring at the body of Lord Wenjie with blood-red eyes, the two princes gritted their teeth and suppressed violent anger in their solemn voices.
Looking at the cold corpse beside him, an indescribable shock and horror flashed through Jing Jing's slightly narrowed eyes. A second-rate force that only appeared a month ago has actually grown to such an extent?
As the leaders of the four major dynasties, the people below know the strength of the two kings all too well. However, even this late Pulse Realm practitioner, who even he himself was a little afraid of, was unexpectedly defeated by that person who was not more than 20 years old.
The young man was destroyed...
This somewhat dreamlike reality made the two kings of the country, Dejing Jingjing and Yan Peng, feel a sense of fear for the young man and... an even more violent murderous intention.
This kind of enemy...must do everything possible to put him to death!
He slowly raised his head and looked at each other with the King of Landscape, who was in the first position. The two kings had the same temperament, and their eyes were filled with murderous intent.
"Ye Tian was able to kill King Wenjie, which shows that his strength should have reached the late stage of the pulse realm. Moreover, King Wenjie possesses attribute skills, coupled with the physical martial arts skills he has refined."
"Even if it is placed at the same level, it can be regarded as a top strength. However, he was still killed by Ye Tian. It seems that that guy must have weirder skills and martial arts than Wenjie!"
There is a hint of coldness in the voice of the King of Landscape. (To be continued)