Martial Breaks Nine Desolate

On the savage land, the warriors of the Wufeng clan trembled wildly, as if falling into an ice cellar, their bodies were icy cold, and they dared not breathe out.

The strength of this young man in black is absolutely terrifying for Shentu to treat him like this.

And from the tone of this black-robed youth, they could hear that the other party seemed to care a lot about Taiyi Sacred Palace.

Could it be that...the Wufeng Clan is about to bring about a disaster of no purpose today?

If they had known this earlier, they wouldn't have dared to chase down that short-haired young man even if they had ten thousand guts.

"Could it be a disciple of our Holy Palace?"

"No, although our holy palace has been passed down for more than a thousand years and is very old, it has always been in decline. It is impossible to have such a disciple." The short-haired young man thought to himself.

"Hehe... That's not necessary, if brother Shentu is willing, let you Chunyang League protect the Taiyi Sacred Palace."

On the back of the one-horned eagle, Xiao Ye said to Shentu.

"That's easy to talk about, I'll send someone to arrange it right away." Seeing Xiao Ye, Shentu refused to reveal his relationship with Taiyi Sacred Palace, and he said with a smile without asking.

Xiao Ye has no family and no sect, and he is so powerful without being baptized by real martial arts. Now the battle for the quota of the baptism of real martial arts is imminent. Which powerful force in Xizhou does not want to win over?

It was also because he acted faster, otherwise it would be difficult to win over Xiao Ye, and it would be nothing to pay for Xiao Ye.

After all, the mere Wufeng Clan is nothing to the Chunyang League.

"Then thank you brother Shentu, but we still need to teach Wufeng Patriarch a lesson." A cold light flashed in Xiao Ye's eyes, and the next moment his figure disappeared on the back of the one-horned eagle.

Almost at the same time, a golden palm pierced through the void, like pouring gold, invincible, and directly patted the old man of the Windless Clan.

"what!"

In front of this golden palm, the old man of Wufeng Clan was useless for any defense. He was directly crushed and defeated.

After the blazing light erupted from the imperial realm emerging behind him, it dimmed like a shooting star.

His cultivation has already been abolished.

At this moment, both the Windless Clan and the short-haired youth were full of disbelief.

With one move, the old man's cultivation was abolished. What a terrifying strength!

"get out!"

Xiao Ye seemed to have done an insignificant thing, and said indifferently to the warriors of the Wufeng tribe.

"Yes Yes!"

"Thank you, my lord, for not killing me!"

How dare the warriors of the Wufeng Clan talk nonsense at this time, as if they had received an amnesty, they set up the old man whose cultivation level had been abolished, and left through the air as quickly as possible.

"Dare to ask my lord, does it have anything to do with our Taiyi Holy Palace?"

The short-haired young man had an excited expression, and saluted Ye Xiao with his hands clasped.

What kind of demeanor is it to abolish the cultivation base of Wufeng Clan's title Huangwu with one palm, and scare away Wufeng Clan warriors with one word?

It's just that he couldn't figure it out, why did Xiao Ye want to help himself, and let the Chunyang League protect the Taiyi Sacred Palace?

"Taiyi Shenggong, I am also a disciple of Taiyi Shenggong..."

Xiao Ye's gaze fell on the short-haired young man, and he felt a little emotional in his heart.

The Taiyi Sacred Palace is very ancient in the Zhongzhou of the later generations, and has been passed down for more than ten thousand years, which is longer than the history of the four great emperors.

When he came to the ancient times, he had deliberately inquired about the news of the Supreme One Holy Palace, but he didn't hear anything.

Unexpectedly, on the way to Dongzhou with Shentu and the warriors of Chunyang League, he met a disciple of Taiyi Sacred Palace.

Even a Wufeng tribe has declared to destroy the Taiyi Holy Palace. It seems that the current Taiyi Holy Palace is still very weak. I am afraid that it will rise strongly from the third emperor of the human race, the Invincible Emperor.

"My lord, you are actually a disciple of the Supreme One Holy Palace?" The short-haired young man's eyes widened.

"Bring these exercises and combat skills to the Supreme One Holy Palace, and practice hard."

"Being protected by others is far less important than being strong yourself. I hope that one day, you can destroy the Wufeng Clan with your own hands."

Xiao Ye sighed, brushed the space ring with his palm, and immediately the five books of imperial martial arts and five books of imperial martial arts all floated to the short-haired young man, who subconsciously took them into his hands.

Xiao Ye is full of affection for Taiyi Holy Palace, but there is only so much he can do now.

"This……"

The short-haired young man opened the booklet in his hands, and was immediately attracted by the exquisite combat skills and exercises in his hands. When he came back to his senses again, Xiao Ye's figure had already disappeared.

"Thank you very much. Although I don't know your name, I will keep this kindness in mind. When I go back to the Holy Palace, I will ask Master for the benefactor's name."

The short-haired young man quickly put away his exercises and combat skills, and disappeared in place.

Even Xiao Ye didn't know that the short-haired young man he met today in the ancient times was precisely because of his appearance and help, which later led to the rise of the entire Taiyi Sacred Palace.

On the other side, Xiao Ye and Shentu took a one-horned eagle together, flew across the barren land, and kept heading towards Dongzhou.

"Fortunately, there are warriors from the Chunyang League leading the way. Otherwise, even if I have a map in my hand, it may take a long time to reach Dongzhou."

On the back of the one-horned eagle, Xiao Ye sat cross-legged, looking at the scenery passing by below, his face was full of emotion.

In ancient times, there were already formation masters, and the Chunyang League, as the top three superpowers in Xizhou, naturally had its own formation masters.

Relying on some simple teleportation bursts, coupled with the extremely fast flying speed of the unicorn, the time for him to go to Dongzhou has been greatly shortened, and it only takes one month at most.

"Brother Xiao, our Chunyang League plus you, this time there are a total of eight geniuses, who will compete with other forces in Xizhou, and even the other three states, to compete for the place for the baptism of Zhenwu."

"The seven geniuses are already waiting for us to join us at a branch of the Pure Yang League ahead. As long as they pass through the last teleportation formation there, they will be able to reach Dongzhou."

After half a month passed, Shentu suddenly said to Xiao Ye.

Xiao Ye nodded.

During this period of time, from Shen Tu's mouth, he also roughly understood the situation of the Chunyang League and the four states in ancient times.

Although Shentu has a real martial arts physique, he is unable to participate in the quota competition again, but this time he will lead the way.

While speaking, the endless barren land in front of him finally became populated, and a city full of ancient atmosphere and shaped like an altar appeared in everyone's sight.

In this city, there is a teleportation formation arranged by the Chunyang League. As long as you pass through this formation, you can reach Dongzhou, and the seven geniuses of the Chunyang League participating in the competition for the number of Zhenwu baptisms are already here waiting.

However, as the crowd approached, a bloody smell rushed towards him, causing Shentu's complexion to change drastically, and he had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Master Shentu, you are finally here, it's not good, something happened!"

Immediately afterwards, a warrior flew out of the city, his face full of anger.