The Tomb of Gods is kind to the Demon Blood Tribe, but it is just slapping the Xuanting Imperial Tribe. Therefore, at this moment, the Xuanting Imperial Tribe is completely silent. Almost all the ghosts and gods are looking at the young man with black hair and white clothes indifferently on the stage!
One side is cold, the other side is hot!
Due to the appearance of Yan Chiying, the banquet anger between Xuanting and Shen Tomb was at its peak, almost reaching the level of conflict between Li Tianming, Xing Xuan Wuji, Shen Xie and others during the duel.
On the Xuan Ting clan's side, after the deathly silence, they continued to curse.
"What do you mean? Invite them all in position 4. This Xing Xuanyuan obviously wants to bully others, right?"
"An Ning was only at the first level of destiny some time ago. Even if it surges now, he still can't beat these two!"
"These two people want Wei Yang to come up together and serve the God's Chicken in one pot!"
"Only by relying on this, can they save the face of the ancient banquet of the God's Tomb Sect?"
"shameless!"
The two sides cursed each other, and the atmosphere immediately became extremely heated. Many young disciples stood up directly, quite angry. With the battlefield as the boundary, the two young people were like fire and water!
Just when the people of Xuanting were worried, fearing that Wei Yang would also come up, they never expected that in just a blink of an eye, a young man with white hair and black armor would appear next to the graceful figure of General An Ning.
, standing side by side with him.
These two people are wearing Xuanting military armor, one is a general and the other is a staff officer. The former is sharp and the latter is restrained, which is a good match.
"This is……"
“Chicken of God??”
"What is he doing up here?"
When Li Tianming appeared here, the first reaction of the young people on both sides was not excitement, but confusion, because they subconsciously believed that Li Tianming, who was less than a thousand years old, was just a guest of the ancient banquet. This average age of eight thousand years old
The feast has nothing to do with him.
Even if he defeats the gods of the fourth level of destiny, he will only be in the middle level of the banquet. Xing Xuanyin, Yan Chiying and others represent the peak of Xuanting Long Live, and are seven years older than Li Tianming.
Eight times!
In history, where are the ancient banquet children who went to banquets to help their elder brothers and sisters?
Therefore, at the first time, no one even realized that Li Tianming was here to fight.
The first time Xing Xuanyuan saw Li Tianming, she was startled. Then she sneered and said, "What? You little brat is afraid of being weaned, so why don't you come up and pick up your wet nurse?"
Her words immediately made hundreds of thousands of young people from the Tomb of Gods Sect burst into laughter.
"You are full of filthy words. Are you really a bloodline of the Tomb of Gods? Are you really a woman? Are you really the face of the Tomb of Gods?" Li Tianming shook his head.
"Girl, I'm just being honest. Don't be so weird. Since you have no idea, you two should go down and drink. Don't be embarrassed here." Xing Xuanyuan was quite thick-skinned.
"Is it because you have low self-esteem that you don't even say a word about weaning?" Li Tianming asked with a smile.
"You!" Xing Xuanyuan's face turned white and her ears turned red.
"媱山, there is no need to get angry with this kind of person."
The black-haired and white-clothed Yan Chiying, a slightly calm Demon Blood Tribe, looks a little ordinary, but deep down he must be a ferocious beast.
He glanced at Li Tianming indifferently and said: "Since Wei Yang doesn't dare to go up, you just admit defeat and don't waste time."
"Get out!" Many disciples of the Tomb of Gods Sect were impatient and began to yell.
However, Li Tianming suddenly said: "It's not that Wei Yang doesn't dare to go, but it's me who is helping Mr. An Ning."
As soon as these words came out, the whole place fell into silence
Jing, I don’t know how many people opened their eyes and pricked their ears, thinking that they heard wrongly.
Subconsciously, they did not associate Li Tianming with the banquet.
The Tomb of Gods Cult tried their best to stimulate Li Tianming to attend the banquet, but Li Tianming did not come. Therefore, both parties agreed that he knew that he could not compete with his elder brothers and sisters who were seven or eight times his age, so he did not come to support the Tomb of Gods Cult.
The opportunity for bloodshed.
And now, he actually wants to be a helper?
"The assistance does not limit whether he is a participant in the war. It only stipulates that anyone below Long Live is not participating in the war...but the question is, if he is really powerful, why doesn't he come to suppress the Tomb of God Cult again?"
"He definitely has the strength. This kid breaks through quickly, but how can I put it? As long as he doesn't participate in the war, his combat power is definitely not exaggerated."
"However, you can still take a look at him and An Ning!"
"This is very thrilling. It's over. It would be better if he helps Wei Yang. Wei Yang has the green lotus in the sky! After all, An Ning does not have the Taiyi Holy Body. Even if he is favored by the Chicken of God, the level is not as good...
"
No matter what, when they heard that Li Tianming was going to come out to kill Yan Chiying, although the ghosts and gods of the Imperial Clan were a little unsure, at least they were eager!
"Li Tianming, destroy him!"
For a moment, the young people from all ethnic groups in Xuanting seemed to have woken up. They regained their fighting spirit from their frustration and once again supported Li Tianming!
Even if Li Tianming is an outsider in the feast, they still support him!
On the other hand, the disciples of the God's Tomb Sect were a little scared of Li Tianming because of the ancient banquet, and now they were stuck for a while. It wasn't until they convinced themselves that this kid was just a brat that they became angry again!
"Made, under a thousand years old, he is messing around. Now is the Banzai battlefield. We are all in the fourth position under Banzai. If you can't kill this bitch, just don't practice at all.
Kneel down for this bitch!"
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
On the side of the God Tomb Sect, the anger rose again, and they collided with the Xuanting clans like stars again, and a verbal fight broke out. For a moment, the wave of conflict was pushed into the sky, and everything seemed to be on fire!
Only then did Xing Xuanyuan confirm that what she heard was correct.
"That's right." Li Tianming said, took An Ning's hand and smiled at her.
An Ning had known that he would come up, so she was not surprised.
"Stop joking! If you want to die, you can just say it. Don't lose when the time comes and use the excuse that you are young..."
When Xing Xuanyu was still chattering, Yan Chiying quickly stopped him and said to Li Tianming An Ning: "No problem, we accept it, we can fight!"
Only then did Xing Xuanyu realize that this was a great opportunity for the Tomb of Gods Sect to avenge their shame.
An Ning, a 'late bloomer' who has yet to shine, and a child who is less than a thousand years old, face them, who are within the top ten of the God's Tomb Banquet, and they join forces, and the fight will be in vain!
Two against two!
Xingxuanyu took a deep breath.
When she saw that the battle barriers had been opened, she knew that this battle had been approved by the elders. They were all on this battlefield and it would be impossible not to fight!
"Come together! Don't let it go!" Xing Xuanyu said to Yan Chiying.
"Yeah." Yan Chiying nodded.
Just when they were about to take action, An Ning, opposite them, suddenly took a step forward, pointed at Xing Xuanyuan and said:
"Stop fighting, just fight each other. Xingxuan Poached Egg, I'm talking about you, do you dare to challenge me to a duel?"