Ye Junlin's arrogant look was before, and he would be angry with Li Ziran and the others.

It is thought that it is the incompetence of the weak...

But now he is arrogant, and in everyone's opinion, he is domineering and mighty!

It is a manifestation of unyielding!

Seeing Ye Junlin, Ye Wudao, Ye Lingtian and others were extremely angry.

When the Ye tribe saw this familiar face, they subconsciously clenched their fists!

They will never forget this face.

Ye Longtian and the others looked at it one after another.

Including Ye Zhantian's eyes also swept over.

Just looked at Ye Junlin.

The eyes were facing each other, as if everything was frozen and frozen.

Ye Zhantian was stunned and motionless.

"boom!!!"

His pupils suddenly dilated, and he looked at Ye Junlin carefully.

Confirm repeatedly!!!

He looked at Xuanyuan Qingya next to him again and carefully confirmed it repeatedly.

His breathing became more and more rapid, and his chest was undulating rapidly.

Finally I was so nervous that I suffocated!

I'm going to cry!

The blood on Ye Zhantian's face completely disappeared, his face was extremely white, even whiter than white paper...

My whole body was wet by cold sweat and my clothes were so wet.

His face was covered with fine cold sweat and his head was still breathing.

It's them!

It's them!

Ye Zhantian was so scared that he was out of possession that he was going crazy.

His face was full of horror...

The whole person was trembling.

But everyone's attention was on Ye Junlin, and no one paid attention to him.

I didn't see his extremely frightened look...

"It's you! Come and try the sword again?"

Ye Junlin said with a smile.

"Click!"

"Plop!"

As soon as Ye Junlin said this, the chair Ye Zhantian was sitting suddenly burst.

He staggered and fell to the ground...

The huge movement attracted the attention of the audience.

Everyone looked at him without blinking.

What's wrong?

The chairs are so bad?

It broke suddenly?

But the key is that a person as strong as the God of Killing will sit down on the ground...

Unable to understand!

Unbelievable!

This scene will happen!

A strong man who was on the level of the Gods actually broke his chair and fell to the ground...

“I I I I I…”

Ye Zhantian stuttered and made a trembling sound.

He sat on the ground and retreated in horror.

Even though he even dared not look at Ye Junlin and Xuanyuan Qingya.

"What's wrong?"

Everyone is wondering what happened to Ye Zhantian?

Why are you so frightened?

Could it be that Ye Zhantian was thrown to the ground and was afraid of embarrassing people so much?

But indeed!

Ye Zhantian fell to the ground, which was indeed a name for insulting the god of killing!

Not normal!

Too abnormal!

But it's not!

How could a generation of killing god fall?

Will you still be so scared?

Ye Junlin sneered: "You have such poor psychological quality? I won't treat you, look at you so scared!"

Xuanyuan Qingya also echoed: "Well, I'm so terrified of laughter, I'm so scared!"

"Ye Junlin, don't be arrogant! What does this have to do with you? Are you scared? Do you have that ability?"

Ye Wudao immediately said.

"Yes! Ye Junlin, you, a turtle, will appear until this time!"

Ye Lingtian also mocked.

In order to avoid embarrassment, everyone quickly helped Ye Zhantian up.

Ye Longtian saw a clue and quietly leaned into Ye Zhantian's ear and said, "Senior Brother, are you okay..."

Ye Zhantian tried his best to calm down his emotions and lowered his voice and said, "I...I'm fine... Maybe it's affected by my excessive killing..."

"That's good! You're not normal lately! You probably might be on the verge of being infatuated by your practice..."

Ye Longtian said.

"It should be like this!"

Ye Zhantian lowered his head and did not dare to look at Ye Junlin and the others.

He didn't dare to tell everyone that he was like this because he was afraid of Ye Junlin.
Chapter completed!