God of Life and Death

"Why do we call home before the foreign invasion is over? I want to stay longer in this battlefield of all races and kill more enemies of all races!"

Nangongye was not persuaded by the elders in the clan.

The old man was silent for a moment and then said: "Nangong Ye, don't you understand why I want you to go home at this time? This Fang Yue has offended the Anlan Dynasty, and now the third prince of the Anlan Dynasty wants to put him to death. This One person is in trouble, and relatives and friends are involved. If you insist on staying here, the Anlan Dynasty will probably be angry with you. When the time comes, Fang Yue is dead, and you will not have a good life! And if you come home with me at this time, the Anlan Dynasty will No matter how long you stretch your hand, it will never touch the bottom line of my barbarian tribe!"

"When a tree falls, the monkeys scatter! Is the Anlan Dynasty really so powerful that you are so afraid of it?"

The sun is setting in the west, and the afterglow is shawl.

Luo Daoyi walked out of a restaurant in Tianque City.

His eyes fell on the old man of the barbarian race.

The old man of the barbarian tribe frowned slightly.

"Luo Daoyi, your Luo family has been wiped out by the Wind Clan! You don't know how to keep a low profile. If you meet a strong man from the Wind Clan in the future, they might just cut off you, the only root of the Luo family!"

The old man of the barbarian clan frowned and shouted at Nangongye in a low voice: "Who are the people you are making friends with! Either they are people who have died from the clan or they are madmen who have offended the Anlan Dynasty!"

"Eighth Elder, don't do this!"

Nangongye frowned, and he was also a little dissatisfied with the eighth elder's attitude.

As a genius in the tribe, his identity and status are not inferior to those of the elders in the tribe. From a certain perspective, his status in the barbarian tribe is equal to that of the eighth elder!

The eighth elder may have good intentions in discouraging him from returning to the tribe, but his praising and belittling his friends in this way made Nangong Ye unacceptable!

The eighth elder glared at Nangong Ye.

"What? Your wings have grown hard, do you still want to disobey me?"

The eighth elder's beard trembled in anger. He didn't expect that Nangongye would dare to resist him.

"Old guy, don't be so shameless! Nangongye didn't let you say it because he was protecting you! The Luo family was destroyed? Who said that?"

Under the setting sun, Luo Feng walked step by step in front of the eighth elder wearing a lazy white robe.

As soon as the eighth elder's eyes fell on Luo Feng, he felt a stinging pain that felt like his soul was being torn apart.

"You humble guy, you don't deserve to see my face."

Luo Feng is quite arrogant, he doesn't take anyone seriously.

Even though he has not yet returned to his former heyday, a guy like the Eighth Elder who is in the third level of True Immortal Realm is still an ant in his eyes.

The destruction of the Luo family was a thorn in Luo Feng's heart.

He didn't want to be mentioned, let alone be treated as a mockery.

Therefore, Luo Feng showed up and belittled the Eighth Elder.

The eighth elder was trembling all over, and he felt as if he was being oppressed by an inexplicable force in his eyes.

The eighth elder felt that all the power in his body was instantly sealed, and his whole feeling became very bad.

"Lord Luo Feng, please show mercy!"

Nangong Ye begged for mercy for the eighth elder.

Nangong Ye understands that even Luo Feng, who has not yet returned to his prime, still has combat power at the level of the Spirit Fairy Realm, and his combat experience is even more abundant. It is easier to kill the Eighth Elder than to crush an ant on the roadside. .

But although the Eighth Elder was a little ignorant, he was at least an important presence in the barbarian tribe. If he died here for no reason, it would be difficult for Nangong Ye to return to the tribe.

"Who are you? When did the human race have a being like you?"

The eighth elder looked horrified.

He was endlessly surprised by Luo Feng's existence.

"You are not qualified to know who I am! As long as you know that you are not stronger than me, if you dare to talk nonsense again, I can slap you to death!"

Luo Feng sneered and released the oppression on the eighth elder.

The eighth elder was breathing heavily, huffing, huffing, and cold sweat flowed from his forehead.

Unexpectedly, in the end, they underestimated the strength Fang Yue had in his hands.

There is such a master behind Fang Yue.

Is it possible that Fang Yue really mastered the methods of the powerful human race in ancient times that have disappeared in the long river of history?

If not, then where did these people come from?

The Eighth Elder thought about it carefully and was extremely frightened. In the end, he didn't even dare to think too much.

Fang Yue is becoming more and more mysterious.

I'm afraid everyone underestimates the power that Fang Yue has in his hands. If one day, Fang Yue goes completely berserk, he may really overthrow the whole world!

"In that case, I'll leave! Just Nangong Ye, if you cause any trouble in the outside world in the future, please don't involve my barbarian tribe!"

The Eighth Elder left in a hurry, only throwing away Nangong Ye's warning.

The Eighth Elder looked at the cold murderous intention surrounding Luo Feng, and he also understood that this guy was definitely a master who killed without blinking an eye.

If I stay here a little longer, I might even risk my own life!

"The wall fell and everyone pushed it! I didn't expect that just after I was in trouble and faced off against the Anlan Dynasty, this barbarian tribe was already a little unable to hold back and wanted to cut off the relationship with me!"

Fang Yue's true self walked out slowly.

He sighed softly, feeling like the world was in trouble.

"This barbarian tribe is not considered weak according to logic. Although it is divided into thousands of small tribes, the barbarian God of War in the tribe seems to be a supreme-level existence, and his strength is no weaker than that of Holy Emperor Anlan! These eight elders, Why is he so afraid of the Anlan Dynasty? He is anxious to take Nangong Ye back even before he has even written a word."

Fang Yue asked Nangong Ye somewhat unexpectedly.

Nangongye smiled bitterly and said: "This actually involves some inherent problems in the barbarian tribe, but since you asked, it doesn't hurt to tell you! The barbarian war god in the barbarian tribe fought against the demon tribe in a battle thousands of years ago. A supreme powerhouse fought against him and returned with serious injuries. The Barbarian God of War has been in seclusion so far and has never come out. Many people in the outside world say that the Barbarian God of War has died and the heritage of the Barbarian tribe has been exhausted! Even the members of the Barbarian tribe have There are also similar transmissions circulating continuously, and the entire barbarian tribe has now fallen into a state of panic! The faction represented by the Eighth Elder wants to make the barbarian tribe hide its capabilities and bide its time, and even form allies to win over the barbarians. The tribe can weather the storm, but the majority of voices in the barbarian tribes still strive to be strong and self-reliant!”

Time is like water, passing by in an instant.

As the sun rises and the moon sets, Fang Yue's public trial begins in Kyoto of the Anlan Dynasty.

This public trial was held at the Anlan Colosseum in Kyoto.

The Anlan Colosseum is the largest Colosseum in the Anlan Dynasty. The Colosseum is extremely wide, covering an area of ​​30,000 kilometers, and contains more than 100 million deeds. The Anlan Colosseum was originally said not to be for beast-fighting entertainment, but a place for martial arts performances, where different armies fought against each other to find the strongest.

But for some reason, the Anlan Colosseum later became a place for beast fighting entertainment, and the martial arts of the entire Anlan Dynasty gradually declined.

Fang Yue stood in the center of the Anlan Colosseum. He was wearing a pale white prison uniform, and his handcuffs and shackles were all torture instruments that serious criminals should wear.

In front of Fang Yue is an old man wearing a python robe. Although this old man is quite old, he has strong steps and a pair of eyes like a tiger, full of masculine energy.

This man is Prince Yong, the third prince of the Anlan Dynasty!

Prince Yong is said to have a distant blood relationship with Holy Emperor Anlan. Back then, he and Holy Emperor Anlan worked hand in hand to lay the foundation of the Anlan Dynasty!

However, this legend is just a legend after all. It is impossible to verify whether Prince Yong is a distant blood relative of Holy Emperor Anlan, but the strength of Prince Yong is beyond doubt. He is one of the veteran strongmen in the Anlan Dynasty, with a cultivation level of Da Luo Jin Fairyland. He was indeed a subordinate of the Holy Emperor Anlan. Countless stories about Prince Yong are recorded in every ancient book of the Anlan Dynasty. legend.

This trial was conducted by Prince Yong, which was beyond people's expectations. After all, Fang Yue was just the guardian of a small town. Compared with Prince Yong, his status was like that of Prince Yong. Ants on the roadside are like the sun in the sky. The difference between the two is simply indescribable in words.

Behind Fang Yue, there is an executioner dressed in red, holding a machete with dried blood in his hand. If Fang Yue is really found guilty, his head will fall to the ground immediately as a warning to others!

At the same time, the third prince and Wang Luhai, who were involved, were also present. At the VIP table, there were also envoys from the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races, envoys from the Heavenly Demon Clan, and envoys from other powerful ethnic groups!

Although this is a public trial, ordinary civilians are not allowed to enter. The entire trial process will be broadcast live by people from the Anlan Dynasty using the photo stone to ensure that the entire trial is fair and just, without any dirt or inside information.

"It's rare! This time, the Anlan Dynasty mobilized so many troops for my sake, even Prince Yong in the dynasty was mobilized!"

There was a faint smile on Fang Yue's lips, as if he was not the one on trial this time!

"Fang Yue, you are already on the verge of death and yet you dare to be so arrogant. Do you really think that your collusion with the Black Demon Clan was seamless? You are wrong. The Skynet is vast and meticulous! Holy Emperor Anlan, You are wise and powerful, Prince Yong is wise and sharp, but all your little tricks are like child's play in the eyes of these two adults, and everything you do will be exposed to the sun during this trial!"

Wang Luhai was confident this time. Although Fang Yue made things worse and did not use torture to extract confessions in the trial department to make Fang Yue plead guilty, but in this public trial, there was evidence that Fang Yue colluded with the black demons. It is already quite conclusive and no one can argue with it!