Situ Ao picked up the giant sword, walked down step by step from the competition platform, and came to Yuwen Zhouyuan's side.
Seeing that the black energy was still eroding the many wounds on Situ Ao's body, Yuwen Zhouyuan, who was standing on the top of the attic of the wooden building, poured out an invisible energy from the air and penetrated into Situ Ao's body.
Streams of black energy emerged from his body, and in an instant, all the black energy from his wounds was expelled by Yuwen Zhouyuan's powerful spiritual power.
"Thank you." Situ Ao turned his head and cupped his hands towards Yu Wen Zhouyuan and said, his eyes full of gratitude. If it weren't for Yu Wen Zhouyuan's help, it would have taken a day to completely drive away the black energy.
"You're welcome. I brought you here and I want to take you back without any damage." Yuwen Zhouyuan said calmly. His voice was not loud, but it spread clearly throughout the entire space.
After hearing Yuwen Zhouyuan's words, the faces of all the Scale Horn clan members changed. Of course they could understand the meaning of Yuwen Zhouyuan's words.
Although Yuwen Zhouyuan said this to Situ Ao, it was more like saying it to the people of the Scale Horn Clan, as if he was saying that our Dragon Alliance side will win the next battle.
"You're so arrogant. You dare to say such big words without flashing your tongue." said a Scale Horn clan member.
"That's right, this is our Scale Horned Clan. How dare he say such a thing. He simply doesn't take our Scaled Horned Clan seriously. Does he think he is a master of the Holy Realm? A king who controls everything?" A member of the Scaled Horned Clan said
A master said.
"We must give a lesson to the younger generation of masters from the country of Xiliang, otherwise who knows how arrogant they will be." Another person said.
The experts from the Scale Horn Clan around him were talking a lot and had opinions about him.
Of course, there are also some people from the Scale Horn tribe who feel that the younger masters of their own race have failed to live up to their expectations and have been severely slapped in the face.
At this time, a younger master from the Scale Horn Clan who was in the middle stage of the True Saint appeared on the competition stage. With an angry look on his face, he stared at the younger master from the Dragon Alliance and asked: "Who will fight with me?"
Four younger masters from the Scale Horn Clan have been killed. As a member of the Scale Horn Clan, he naturally felt very uncomfortable, especially since he was also a younger master from the Scale Horn Clan. In order to attack the younger masters from the Dragon Alliance, he
I decided to take action and teach the younger generation of Dragon League masters a lesson.
At this time, he had completely forgotten about the regulations that were not stated explicitly by both parties, and had never thought about his own cultivation level. Among the younger generation masters in the Dragon League, no one had reached this level.
Looking at the master on the competition stage, the master from the Scale Horn Clan who was at the peak of the late True Saint stage sighed slightly. He couldn't stop it now even if he wanted to.
None of the young masters of the Dragon League agreed easily, and unanimously set their sights on Yuwen Zhouyuan.
Yuwen Zhouyuan nodded slightly to them, meaning that he would solve this matter.
Seeing Yuwen Zhouyuan nod, they all breathed a sigh of relief. They were naturally able to see the terrifying aspect of the Scale Horn master on the competition stage. Not only was the opponent's realm higher than theirs, but his combat power was also extremely powerful. I'm afraid one of them
There is simply no one who is their opponent.
"I'm here to fight you." At this time, a very plain voice sounded, and then Yuwen Zhouyuan's figure appeared in front of this young master of the Scale Horn clan.
"You..." This young master from the Scale Horn Clan was slightly startled, and then a trace of panic appeared in his eyes.
Seeing Yu Wen Zhouyuan appear on the competition stage, some of the people from the Scaly Horn tribe started yelling curses.
"It's so shameless. You have such a high level of cultivation and you still come to fight. Isn't it a shame?" a Scale Horn tribesman cursed.
"Do you think it's fun to bully Ruo?" another person said angrily.
Countless curses resounded in this space, and the master of the Peak True Saint of the Scale Horns looked ugly. Those Scale Horns not only cursed Yuwen Zhouyuan, but also cursed themselves.
Because on the competition stage, this young master from the Scale Horn Tribe was the first to challenge the younger masters from the Dragon Alliance regardless of the level of others.
On the competition stage, Yuwen Zhouyuan glanced at him, sneered, and said: "I am very young. I am not over 1,500 years old this year, and I belong to the younger generation of masters. Don't I have the qualifications? If I don't, here is
Who else dares to say that he is of the younger generation? I have reached the peak of the late stage of True Saint at such a young age, and what about you? You are much older than him, and are still in the early to middle stage of True Saint, or even half-step of True Saint, you
Isn’t it embarrassing?”
Yuwen Zhouyuan asked back.
After hearing Yuwen Zhouyuan's words, no one around them cursed anymore. They really wanted to find a gap to get in. It was really embarrassing, and it was very embarrassing.
Seeing that no one spoke, Yuwen Zhouyuan slowly turned his gaze to the younger master of the Scale Horn Clan and said, "Will you go down by yourself, or shall I throw you down?"
There was a hint of shame and anger in the eyes of the younger master from the Scale Horn Tribe. He clenched his fists tightly and then slowly released them. He took a deep breath and then slowly walked off the competition platform.
After this young master from the Scale Horn tribe walked down, Yuwen Zhouyuan stood on the wooden pavilion again.
At this time, no one from the Scale Horn tribe dared to take the initiative to challenge the younger masters of the Dragon Alliance, and they felt extremely aggrieved.
Of course, there are guys with strong combat power in the Scale Horn Clan, but they are not here at the moment and have gone to the Soul Blood Clan. Otherwise, the ten young masters of the Dragon Alliance will definitely lose a few people.
"You, the young masters of the Dragon League, are amazingly powerful. Let's come back another day to ask for advice." Seeing that no one came to challenge him anymore, the master of the late True Saint stage from the Scale Horn Clan said to Yuwen Zhouyuan.
"No, our time is very precious, so we won't stay with your Scale Horn clan. Other races are still waiting for us to communicate!" Yuwen Zhouyuan said directly.
After hearing this, the face of the peak master of the late True Saint stage of the Scale Horn clan changed. This was a slap in the face of the Scale Horn clan! It was as if Yu Wen Zhouyuan was saying, since the younger generation of masters from your Scale Horn clan are not good enough,
There is no need for us to waste time.
The master at the peak of the late True Saint stage of the Scale Horn Tribe is not an ordinary person after all. He is extremely determined and said with a faint smile: "In this case, we will not force it. I hope you will have a smooth journey."
Although Yuwen Zhouyuan's departure was a slap in the face to the Scale Horn Clan, there is currently no way to stop it. This is much better than the death of a large number of younger masters.
"Pack your things and get ready to leave." In front of countless Scale Horn clan members, Yuwen Zhouyuan said these words without any regard for the feelings of those Scale Horn clan members.
Although the people of the Scale Horn tribe around them were very angry, they had nothing to do about it. The young masters of the Scale Horn tribe who came this time were simply not as powerful as the masters of the Dragon Alliance. At best, they were evenly matched. Even if they continued to fight, they would still be humiliated.
In fact, there was basically nothing to prepare. The young masters of the Dragon Alliance put the things they took out into storage bags again, and then followed Yu Wen Zhouyuan towards the outskirts of the Scale Horn clan under the watchful eyes of the Scale Horn clan members.
Go.
When Yuwen Zhouyuan's figure disappeared, these Scale Horn clan members burst out one by one, saying that Yuwen Zhouyuan was wrong in this and that way.
"Shut up, everyone." Hearing the buzzing discussion around him, the expert from the Scale Horn Clan who was at the peak of the late True King Saint stage glanced coldly and shouted loudly.
This voice suddenly silenced everyone.
"Why didn't you say anything when Yu Wen Zhouyuan was here just now? Now that he's gone, what's the use of talking about him? Can it save the face of our Scale Horn Clan?" Leng, a master at the peak of the late True Saint stage of the Scale Horn Clan.
said the voice.
Upon hearing this, all the Scale Horn clan members lowered their heads with a look of shame on their faces.
When Yu Wen Zhouyuan was here just now, his aura was so strong that they couldn't resist it at all, so they didn't dare to let out a single fart. They only started talking about it after Yu Wen Zhouyuan left.
This time, the arrival of Yuwen Zhouyuan and others has brought shame to the Scale Horn Clan. I'm afraid it won't be long before all the monks will know about this.
After teaching the people of the Scale Horn tribe around him, the expert at the peak of the late True Saint stage of the Scale Horn tribe let out a heavy breath, and suddenly felt a lot more relaxed in his heart.
Suddenly, he glanced at the wooden pavilion where Yuwen Zhouyuan and his party lived, and felt a little disgust in his heart.
Although the wooden pavilion was tall and elegant, in his opinion, it was a shame to the Scalehorn Clan.
"Tear it down for me." The peak master of the late stage True Saint of the Scale Horn Clan pointed at the wooden pavilion and said, with undisguised disgust in his eyes.
"Yes, Elder." Countless Scale Horn Clan masters responded at the same time, and they rushed towards the wooden pavilion one by one, as if they regarded the wooden pavilion as the Yuwen Universe, and wanted to let out all the suffocation in their hearts.
"Boom, boom, boom!" Waves of terrifying black energy shot out and hit the wooden pavilion.
Suddenly, circles of faint light appeared on the wooden pavilion, completely blocking these terrifying attacks. At the same time, the wooden pavilion shook violently, and the land connecting hundreds of miles in radius also shook.
.
"What's going on?" someone asked in surprise.
"Yuwen Zhouyuan actually set up a formation in this wooden attic?" someone said.
"It's so shameless. They actually set up a formation. It seems they want to shame us, the Scale Horn Clan, forever."
Seeing this scene, the attacking Scale Horn clan members were startled, and then started talking one after another.
This wooden pavilion seems to be the bone tower built by the Scale Horn clan at that time, specifically to humiliate the opponent's existence.
Others only saw the surface, but the master of the late True Saint stage from the Scale Horn tribe saw a deeper part.
The wooden pavilion was shaking just now, and the land within a radius of hundreds of miles was also shaking. What did this mean? This meant that there was a vague connection between the wooden pavilion and the land within a radius of hundreds of miles. Although he didn't know what was going on.
But there was a bad feeling in my heart.
"Elder, the situation is not good. Those hateful Dragon Alliance people have used formations to connect this wooden pavilion with the land with a radius of 500 miles. If we attack this wooden pavilion, it is equivalent to attacking the land around this wooden pavilion.
, it is difficult to break through at all. If you increase the strength of the attack, once it is broken, this land will collapse. That kind of huge force may cause serious injury or even death to the people in this space." At this time, a person.
The expert in the early stage of True Saint said, the black light in his eyes condensed into a symbol, which looked very strange.