Seeing that the Ye Clan Chief Ye did not speak, Lao Lin suddenly flashed and rushed towards Song Jian. [.Wenzi has been waiting for this opportunity for too long. Now that the opportunity is in front of him, he naturally has to exclaim his anger.

Lao Lin is very strong. He has just entered the lower level of gods and has a certain level of cultivation in Jingyun Sword Technique.

When Song Jian saw Lao Lin rushing up, he felt the same way. He wanted to exclaim his anger very early. This time, Lao Lin took the initiative to come to him, so Song Jian would certainly not be ruthless.

"Hmph!" Song Jian snorted coldly, and the light of the dragon teeth in his hand flashed. He rushed forward quickly and said coldly: "Lao Lin, do you really think I, Song Jian, are you easy to bully?"

"Bang!"

The two of them collided head-on, causing a burst of dust.

Song Jian took three steps in a row, his figure trembled slightly, and his brows frowned. In terms of strength, it was obvious that Song Jian was much weaker than Lao Lin.

No wonder, Song Jian’s realm of entering the lower god was too short. Compared with Lao Lin, a person who has been entering the lower god for hundreds of years, he will naturally suffer a loss.

"Hmph! I thought you were so powerful." Lao Lin completely relieved when he saw that he suppressed Song Jian in terms of strength.

"Stop talking nonsense, the strength of strength is not just about strength!" Although Song Jian's strength is weak, Song Jian still has the confidence to defeat Lao Lin.

In the battle of gods, as long as the power difference is not too empty, no one knows what the final result will be. In the battle, body skills, sword skills and strength are the most basic.

In addition, we also need to pay attention to combat experience and on-the-spot performance. There is also the role of attribute restraint... Even personal luck can be regarded as part of strength.

"Today I will clear the portal for Chief Ye!" As Lao Lin spoke, his body flashed, and the light of the long sword in his hand flashed. It was the Jingyun Sword Technique that everyone in the clan practiced.

"It's just right, take you to try my new sword technique!" Song Jian's dragon-tooth sword in his hand instantly waved, drawing a strange arc in the air.

"Hmm? This Song Jian..." The leader of the Ye tribe who was watching the battle from a distance frowned slightly. He knew very well that the Jingyun sword technique was a unique sword technique in their clan. It took less than five days for Song Jian to obtain this sword technique.

The long sword hit the air in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, the two had already fought for more than a dozen moves. Although Song Jian's power was weaker than Lao Lin, the sword technique he used in his hand could make up for the lack of Song Jian's power, completely suppress Lao Lin, and keep Lao Lin in a passive state.

"How is this? This is Jingyun Sword Technique?" Lao Lin looked at Song Jian in surprise. His long sword seemed to be being pulled by Song Jian. He wanted to attack upwards, but he was suppressed and could only go down.

"Do you have that little skill?" Song Jian himself was also a little surprised. He didn't expect that his swordsmanship was already so powerful.

"Impossible, this Song Jian seemed to have only been five days since he obtained the Jingyun Sword Technique. He was reading books in the library three days ago and never came out. He even asked me to accompany him to buy Pegasus grass for half a day..." Ye Lingfeng, who was standing next to the patriarch, looked at Song Jian at this moment as if he was looking at a monster.

"Old Ye, what's going on?" The leader of the Ye tribe heard Ye Lingfeng's murmuring and hurriedly asked.

Ye Lingfeng did not hide it and said directly: "This Song Jian practiced Jingyun Sword Technique for at most one day and a half, but..."

"One and a half?" The eyes of the Ye clan leader looking at Song Jian changed instantly when he heard this.

"One day and a half, I practiced Jingyun Sword Technique to great success and realized the domineering momentum of destruction. This understanding is really extraordinary!" The leader of the Ye sighed in his heart, and immediately made a wise and decisive decision in his heart.

Song Jian must be well trained, such a person will definitely be a character in the future!

On the court, Lao Lin became more and more guilty as he got, and he had already suffered more injuries from Song Jian's dragon teeth. Fortunately, his world power was strong, and his physical injuries could heal instantly, and his body was not seriously injured.

However, in the eyes of everyone, Lao Lin was greatly embarrassed. He looked very embarrassed, but Song Jian looked extremely relaxed.

"Boss, are you tickling Lao Lin?" Zhizhi was very happy to see Lao Lin's embarrassing look at it at first, but Zhizhi was already a little tired of it.

When Song Jian heard Zhizhi's words, he immediately said, "Zhizhi, just listen to you, teach this old Lin a lesson and let him know that I, Song Jian, cannot be provoked!"

Suddenly, Song Jian's body technique was unfolding, and his speed increased greatly. Lao Lin instantly lost Song Jian's trace. He felt cold behind him. The dragon teeth instantly passed through Lao Lin's body. A destructive force instantly exploded in Lao Lin's body.

"Not good!" Lao Lin's face changed drastically at this moment, and he felt the threat of death again.

"Bang!"

Lao Lin's body suddenly exploded, leaving only Lao Lin's head hanging in the air, his face covered in dust.

"Song Jian, show mercy!" Seeing this, Ye Lingfeng, who was not far away, was afraid that Song Jian would pierce Lao Lin's head with one sword, so he immediately pleaded with mercy.

After all, according to the rules of the Tata tribe, killing tribe members is a taboo, regardless of the reason, it is to be executed. Ye Lingfeng did not want Song Jian to confront the entire tribe.

Fortunately, Song Jian did not have the mentality of killing Lao Lin, so he turned to Ye Lingfeng and smiled: "Old Ye, you don't have to worry so much. I know in my heart that I will not make you and the patriarch embarrassed."

When the Ye clan leader heard this, he showed a smile on his face, secretly praising Song Jian for being a human being. He did not look down on others because of his strong talent. At least, Song Jian gave Lao Ye and himself face.

"Song Jian is worthy of deep friendship and training!" The leader of the Ye clan said this in his heart, as if he saw the scene in which the Tata tribe became a major force in Jinyu City because of Song Jian's relationship.

As for Lao Lin's escape from death, although the ** had grown again at this moment, he was also weak due to the consumption of a large amount of world power, and he didn't even dare to look at Song Jian again. This time, Lao Lin really lost all his face.

At this time, Lao Lin hurried to the head of the Ye clan leader and said, "Captain Ye, I'm sorry, Lao Lin is incompetent! However, Song Jian openly fought privately and killed his clan members, and was executed according to the clan rules!"

At this point, Lao Lin refused to let go and wanted to kill Song Jian. He had no idea that if Song Jian had not shown mercy just now, he would have killed him with one sword.

Hearing Lao Lin's words, Ye Lingfeng frowned first. He had just pleaded for him. This guy escaped from death and didn't even repent. He cursed inwardly: "This Lao Lin is really a ungrateful villain. If he had known this, he would have let Song Jian kill a scum like him with one sword!"

When the Clan Chief Ye was in a dilemma, he heard Song Jian ask Lao Lin coldly and said, "Lao Lin, your eye saw me fighting alone, how did you see me kill my tribe members?"

Old Lin snorted coldly: "Song Jian, don't argue, so many people have seen it. Just wait for the execution of the clan leader!"

Song Jian couldn't help but sneer, looked around and said, "I'm just practicing sword at home. Although I destroyed the house, I won't be executed so seriously! As for private fights and killing tribe members, you can go to the ruins to find them. If you find a corpse or a divine character, I, Song Jian, will naturally be willing to die!"

As soon as Song Jian said this, all the tribe members present were silent. No one of them saw Song Jian fighting privately. They just took it for granted that Song Jian was fighting privately in the house.

When Lao Lin saw that everyone was not talking, he became anxious and scolded the crowd: "You said that with the patriarch here, are you still afraid of Song Jian?"

"Heizi, didn't you tell me that Song Jian is fighting with someone privately? Why don't you stop talking now?" Lao Lin immediately asked a god named Heizi.

The man named Heizi said innocently: "Lao Lin, I only heard them say this, but I thought Song Jian was fighting with his tribe members in private, and I didn't see it at all."

As the voices of the tribe members kept ringing, Lao Lin's face became increasingly ugly. It was a joke after having been having sex for so long. If it were an ordinary person, he would have wanted to find a hole to crawl into it at this moment. But Lao Lin seemed to have a much thicker face than the city wall.

"No, no, it's impossible! There must be corpses in the ruins!" Lao Lin said, and was about to rush over, trying to find the non-existent corpse from the ruins.

"Enough!"

A thunderous sound suddenly sounded, and it was the chief Ye who spoke.

Not to mention, this Ye Clan Chief is worthy of being a middle-level god. Even in one sentence, it contains the power of the way of heaven, which makes people feel scared.

"So strong! It's even stronger than the Feng family's golden armored man." Song Jian looked at the Ye clan leader standing in the air, and felt the power of the clan leader in front of him for the first time.

"Lao Lin, do you think it's not enough to be embarrassed? It seems that you are no longer competent in the warehouse management position with such an attitude!" The face of the Ye clan leader looked ugly, leaving Lao Lin standing there.

"I announce that Song Jian will be the position of warehouse management in the future!" After saying that, the patriarch Ye turned his head and flew towards the patriarch's mansion.

In the Tata tribe, the Ye patriarch has absolute authority. What he said is the law of nature, and no one can refute or violate it.

Lao Lin looked at the figure of the patriarch Ye leaving, but he felt very regretful. You know, the position of warehouse management does not seem to have any authority, but the actual benefits are still very great.

This is why, although Lao Lin only entered the lower level of cultivation, he was so arrogant in the clan. The warehouse management is similar to the butler of a mansion, and he has great power in secret.

But Song Jian was wondering in his heart, why did such a fat man fall on him, a person who had just joined the tribe for a few days?

"Brother Song Jian, congratulations! The warehouse management is a fat man, so I will take care of you in the future!" Ye Lingfeng said half-jokingly, also happy for Song Jian.

Song Jian also understood that this was a good thing. Although he was wondering why the Ye Clan Chief took care of him so much, Song Jian silently recorded this love. If he had the chance in the future, Song Jian would definitely return it to the Ye Clan Chief twice. Song Jian didn't want to owe others favors.

Other tribe members on the side also took this great opportunity to come forward to congratulate Song Jian. In an instant, Song Jian was surrounded by thousands of tribe leaders. Only Lao Lin was left aside by everyone. Compared with the two, Lao Lin seemed particularly lonely.

"A group of people from power, I'm a pity! Song Jian, if you don't take this revenge, I, Lao Lin, will not be a human being. You can wait and see!" Lao Lin said viciously in his heart, and left the place quietly.

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