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Chapter 1680 The so-called village chief

Dudley didn't know what to say for a moment, and he really didn't have the right to do so, but he naturally couldn't lose face in front of so many people. His eyes cold, and the light like a sharp sword stabbed Ye Xiaofeng fiercely.

"Everyone like you who holds sacred ceremonies without permission from others should have the right to stop them."

Ye Xiaofeng's eyes showed a little disdain. It was really a delusion to just use his momentum to overwhelm himself at the early stage of the second level of the Holy Realm.

This person is really hiding deeply. On the surface, he seems to be at the peak of the first level of the Holy Realm. His true cultivation is indeed the early stage of the second level of the Holy Realm. If Ye Xiaofeng is not wrong, he will definitely be dealing with Zakumu.

Dulila and Zagumu are the two most outstanding people in the younger generation in the village. They often have conflicts, and disagreements are normal. If they had not become Zagumu, they would probably lose badly once Dalila takes action to deal with it. Zagumu will definitely lose badly. His prestige and reputation in the village have greatly declined. After all, this is a world where the strong prey on the weak, and only the strong will be respected.

"Holding a sacred ceremony is a matter between the two of us. No one else needs the consent of others. You can just want your feelings and I will do whatever you want. What does it have to do with the rest of you?" Ye Xiaofeng's voice sounded in this forest. His voice was full of domineering and firmness, and a natural leader's aura emanated from it.

This kind of momentum was cultivated by Ye Xiaofeng when he was training those battle groups.

Hearing Ye Xiaofeng's words, everyone's faces changed. The old people looked very bad because no one would like to challenge authority and be full of rebellious people, but young people were different. Many men and women of the Divine Feather Tribe looked at Ye Xiaofeng with a hint of admiration.

They don’t like the elders to intervene in the matter of holding sacred ceremonies. How good is it to be! It is precisely because of that policy that many lovers can only watch the people they like and others holding sacred ceremonies with heartache.

Ye Xiaofeng's words reached their hearts.

"I am the village chief of this village. If I don't agree, I cannot hold a sacred ceremony." At this moment, a sudden voice sounded.

But he saw a middle-aged man holding a red scepter walking over from a distance, with two people following him.

There is a human-shaped statue engraved on the red scepter. I heard that this human-shaped statue is a great man of the Shenyu tribe. The scepter symbolizes supreme power, and only the village chief can hold the scepter.

The middle-aged man's cultivation level has reached the peak of the second level of the Holy Realm. The cultivation level of the two behind him has reached the late stage of the second level of the Holy Realm. Although he does not seem to have high strength in Ye Xiaofeng, he is already a top expert in such a small village.

"village head,"

"village head,,"

When everyone saw this middle-aged man, everyone greeted him, and their faces were full of respect.

When the middle-aged man appeared, Ye Xiaofeng clearly felt Ayi's body, who was intimately wrapped around his arms, trembling slightly. It was obvious that he was quite scared of this village chief, but Ye Xiaofeng had no changes.

The middle-aged man looked majestic, his expression was cold, and he could not tell his joy, anger, sorrow and happiness. He walked along the green vines to a place fifty meters before Ye Xiaofeng and Ayi and stopped.

"Zagumu, I miss you as one of the most outstanding people in our village. I was punished by myself. Although you killed a Ula alone, I am the village chief of this village. I must have my consent to hold a sacred ceremony for both of you. If I disagree, it doesn't count." said the middle-aged man.

Originally, he was quite optimistic about Zagumu, but because Dulira's father was very powerful in the village, and he also knew that Dulira had reached the second level of the holy realm, there was no time for his daughter to hold a sacred ceremony with Dulira.

I originally wanted to bypass Zhagumu. After all, Zhagumu is an outstanding person in the younger generation of this village, but the words "Zhagumu" just now can be as good as you and my wishes, what does it have to do with others? It made him extremely angry. Isn't this challenging his authority?

When Ayi heard her father's words, her body trembled even more. She naturally knew what the so-called punishment meant, which was to inject all her cultivation into a crystal ball in the village.

In this way, even if the person's cultivation is completely lost, he can practice again. Once the people in the village are punished, the person will be completely abolished and he will never be able to practice again for the rest of his life.

Ye Xiaofeng had completely digested Zakumu's memory, and he naturally knew everything. A cold light flashed in his eyes without a glance.

"Father, we have accepted the blessings of the whole village." Although Ayi was a little scared, she still plucked up the courage to say.

He is really a infatuated woman, dares to love and hate. Ye Xiaofeng thought in his heart that he could naturally feel Ayi’s fear of his father, but now he dares to contradict him for his own happiness. This is already a very rare thing. You should know that the ranks of alien races are very strict, and those who hold power will never allow their subordinates to contradict him, otherwise they will be punished.

"I said that only if I agree can count. Now I announce that the sacred ceremony of Ayi and Zakumu does not count. Now I ask Ayi and Dalila to hold the sacred ceremony." Two white lights burst out from the middle-aged man's eyes, and he glanced at the two of them faintly.

Hearing his father's words, Ayi's eyes showed a hint of panic and a hint of despair, and her delicate body trembled continuously.

"Ayi, come here." The middle-aged man stared at Ayi and said in a deep voice, looking very strict.

Ayi's delicate body trembled violently, then she turned her head slightly and looked at Ye Xiaofeng, with a trace of confusion and a trace of indescribable emotion in her eyes. At this time, she didn't know what to do.

"As long as you don't want to, no one can force you, no matter who it is." Ye Xiaofeng said firmly at Ayi.

Originally, Ye Xiaofeng thought that the aliens were cruel and cunning people, and they were born with a tendency to destroy and violently in their bones. However, when he entered the world where the Shenyu tribe lived, he realized that there were also people born with kindness and simpleness in the aliens.

Although there is nothing wrong with the choice of natural things, can’t we really establish a world of great harmony in which hundreds of races coexist and promote each other and without disputes? Ye Xiaofeng had such an idea in his mind. This idea was just a moment. Such a thing is simply impossible. Only a war society can progress.

Hearing Ye Xiaofeng's words, Ayi's face showed a happy smile, with worries and a little sweetness in her eyes.
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