Rebirth of the Peerless Waste

The Demon Suppressing Clan's mansion was filled with murderous aura, and the murderous intentions were spreading everywhere. Ye Tian became the target of public criticism. This battle was unavoidable. Countless pairs of eyes were fixed on him, some with murderous intentions, some gloating at the misfortune, wanting to see his jokes.

Ten Tianjiao declared war on him, it was not only their own will, but also the will of the sect behind them. They wanted the most outstanding children of their sect to make a splash on this occasion and become famous all over the world.

Nine holy infants, plus a ninth-grade Jindan, what kind of terrifying combat power is this?

Invisibly, Ye Tian became a stepping stone, and a group of Tianjiao scrambled and trampled to highlight their extraordinaryness.

The ancestor of the demon town opened the ancient dojo, and he was clearly dissatisfied with Ye Tian. He wanted to use the hands of these geniuses to teach him a lesson, or put him to death.

"You don't want to fight outside the city. Now that the ancient dojo of the Zhenmo family is open, what else do you have to say? Do you still want to stay still?" With a hint of contempt.

If it is himself, even if he is in charge of the dragon-patterned black-gold Holy Spirit Spear, the sacred artifact of the sect, he is not completely sure of winning. Now there are nine Holy Infants Tianjiao to help, if he wants to decide Ye Tian's life, he will cut off his head with his own hands.

The other nine arrogances are also eyeing, their auras are constantly rising, like a **** and demon, their fighting intent is turbulent like a tsunami, and a **** dragon rushes out from the top of the sky, with a terrifying momentum.

The young peers in the field are all terrifying. Although they are also geniuses, compared with these peerless geniuses, there is still an insurmountable gap, which is not on one level.

Boom!

The ancient dojo opened, covered with a heavy cloud of lead that almost fell to the ground.

This is a kind of ancient Qi machine released by the ancient dojo, accompanied by a strong killing Qi.

The ancient dojo of the Zhenmo family is also an ancient battlefield. It has been preserved. Knife marks and arrow holes are everywhere, cracks can be seen everywhere, and blood stains are mottled. I don’t know how many peerless masters fought here. Blood and bone.

Although all the corpses have been cleaned up, the stigma of the strong man after the fall is indelible. The more powerful the character, the more real it feels, like the battlefield of killing before the eternity.

"My Beichen Star Region's most prestigious ancient battlefield really lives up to its reputation, and it is destined to be stained with blood again today." The guests in the field were very moved and talked a lot.

"I have heard that this continent was originally a star, but it was torn apart in a war and became an irregular continent."

"Yes, it is also recorded in the annals of our clan, so there should be no falsehoods."

"What kind of battle can break a big star? It's too scary, isn't it?"

"The battle in the legend was a confrontation between two gods. Unfortunately, such a battle will never be seen again. Because it is difficult to see two gods in the same era."

"Which two gods? Can you elaborate?"

"One is the ancient ancestor of Beichen's main star, and the other seems to be from the Great Western Star, a slave. It's been too long, and I'm not very clear about the specifics."

"What? Daxixing's slaves, wouldn't it be so coincidental? I just heard that Daxixing was hanged and beaten by a slave, and even the royal family was destroyed. Now it's a chicken feather."

"You said, this kid is not the slave who just hanged Daxixing, right?"

"Damn it, shouldn't it? If you want to destroy the Great Western Star, you must at least be a Quasi-Humanization God. This kid doesn't look like it."

...

There were discussions one after another, and some people were surprised when they thought of the ancient legends of the Demon Suppression Continent.

A surge of qi surged into his heart, and even Ye Tian narrowed his eyes slightly, looking a little shocked.

He has a very close relationship with Xuantian Daojun. From the ancient Taoist field, he really felt Xuantian Daojun's aura, terrifying killing, shaking Jiuxiao.

That ancient legend should not be false, Xuantian Daojun fought against this place.

Brush brush!

All the guests looked at Ye Tian, ​​wanting to see how Ye Tian would choose.

The Demon Suppressing Ancestor has already expressed his position. He can’t do it without fighting. If he dares to delay, the ten Tianjiao will definitely take the initiative and force him to take action.

After drinking another sip of wine, Ye Tian raised his eyes and looked at the demon-suppressing ancestor on Sendai, and said in a deep voice: "Open the ancient Taoist temple, does the demon-suppressing ancestor mean to let me start killing? Hands and feet Ruthless, once I make a move, I won't stop when I hit it, and I will definitely stain the dojo with blood."

In the low voice, there was a strong killing intent, making the huge scene dead silent.

However, this silent scene only lasted for a moment, and then it was replaced by the clamor, and some people burst into laughter.

"If you can kill these geniuses, go ahead and take action. My Promise Sword Sect has a word in advance and will never intervene." The Sect Master of the Promise Sword Sect smiled and looked at Ye Tian as if he were a little funny.

I have never seen such a shameless person before.

"Ten Tianjiao team up, you can win too? It's a fool's dream."

"Don't worry, go to war, no matter what the result is, my Blood Soul Villa will never pursue it."

"My God's Palace, seconded!"

"Longevity Hall, seconded!"

...

Immediately afterwards, the heads of several other sects also expressed their opinions one after another.

In the end, even the demon-suppressing ancestor opened his mouth and said, "If you can win, my demon-suppressing family treats you as a guest, and you can come and sit beside me."

"Okay, I believe that the sect masters will not break their promises." Ye Tian stood up.

"Brother, I'm afraid." Xiao Shuangshuang cried timidly.

"Don't worry, don't be afraid, my brother will go there." Ye Tian stroked the little girl's hair and comforted.

Then he stepped out and stood in the ancient dojo.

This dojo is wide enough, and the inner space magic circle is much larger from the inside than from the outside. You can't see the end at a glance. Scarlet blood was everywhere.

The ten Tianjiao came to the ancient Taoist field immediately, each occupying a position, and surrounded Ye Tian in the center, clearly to the rhythm of a group fight.

"Several Daoist brothers are willing to help, and I feel unparalleled, but this person just humiliated me and lost all face. How about I lead this battle? A few Daoist brothers just need to help me." The young palace master said to several others.

"Okay, this person's life is yours, and it's up to you to take it in the end." Jianzi of the Promise Sect said.

Brush brush!

All the eyes of the audience gathered, and there were not many people who were optimistic about Ye Tian, ​​and many people thought that he would die without a doubt.

"Have you finished talking nonsense? Let's go together, don't need mother-in-law, my sister is still waiting for me below, and I have no time to waste with you." Ye Tian put his hands on his back and said coldly, looking like he was winning.

"You're so brave, take a shot at me!"

The young palace master of the Palace of the Gods, with his eyes wide open and his body like a ghost, stabbed Ye Tian with a spear.