Chapter 1490 I Accepted

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Who is speaking?

Everyone's hearts were beating crazily, and their heads were suddenly turning to look for someone. There are only a few people in Kunlun who dare to challenge the North War God. No, they are unique. Is he mentally ill, or does he dislike his longevity? They wanted to see how many heads this man had.

The sound in the corner was not loud, but it was like a thunder on the ground, which shattered the hearts of everyone in the banquet hall and left them soulless.

"Who is talking?" The God of War narrowed his eyes, the cold light in his eyes was like a sharp sword, and he was filled with anger. Is there anyone who dares to touch him now without knowing his own death?

"It's me, Ye Tian."

The voice was as quiet as water, and Ye Tian stood out from the crowd. There was no expression on his face. He walked slowly without fear, as if he were strolling in a garden blown by the breeze, and stood there quietly, holding his head high. Standing upright like a javelin.

This human race? !

The expressions on everyone's faces were various, some had big mouths, some had round eyes, and some looked like they had been struck by lightning.

"You said, they are your women?" The God of War saw that they were human beings. He smiled condescendingly and stopped several Tianwu people who were about to take action, and sipped the red wine comfortably.

"Do you know who I am?"

"Is that Northern War God?"

The North War God looked relaxed, as if he was dealing with a small matter that was not worth the trouble. He looked down upon the human Ye Tian, ​​twirling the wine glass, raising his hand and pouring the red wine on the ground, pointing at the wine stains and saying, "I know. Just kneel down and lick it, how about I spare your life?"

It was like a discussion, more like a cat chasing a mouse, and he added, "My dog ​​does this all the time."

Ye Tian crossed his arms out of habit, tilted his head and raised his lips, "I don't think you are qualified yet."

These words were like a stormy wave crashing on the shore, like a huge stone thrown into the lake, and the breath of everyone present was stagnant.

Anyone who dares to say "not qualified" to the God of War will be searched all over Kunlun. Only idiots and lunatics can do it.

Northern War God didn't seem to care, his expression was indifferent, and he smiled slightly and said, "It seems that all dogs must be tamed first." Yi Zhihuaxian and Luofen said, "Then do you think you are qualified to take them two away?"

The old God of Northern War was sitting here. He believed that there was no way a saint from the Yangling Tribe could like this human boy who suddenly appeared. Wouldn't it be a big joke in the world? There was no man in Kunlun who could compare with him.

Hua Xian and Luofen would not choose Ye Tian, ​​nor would they dare to choose Ye Tian.

At this moment, almost everyone had the same idea.

Ye Tianyi raised his hand, "Flowers appear and flowers fall, come to me."

In full view of everyone, Hua Xian and Luo Fen ran to Ye Tian without hesitation. One on each side, they hugged Ye Tian tightly, their snow-white faces pressed against Ye Tian's cheeks, and they cried.

They didn't know how helpless and desperate they were just now. They were just a knife, and I was a fish. This feeling of being unable to control their destiny made them almost commit suicide on the spot, but this man appeared like the sun, allowing them to see the light again.

They didn't care, they didn't care about anything, no matter what the God of War was, no matter the rules and eyes of the Yangling clan, as long as they leaned in this man's arms, hugged him hard, and never separated them for the rest of their lives.

physical contact!

The Yangling tribe was all stunned.

Chanzi, Zhenwang, Huanri, Xuehou, Yingquan... Looking around, they were all stunned on the spot.

Murderous aura burst out from the eyes of the God of War, and his aura was like a flood that had opened a flood gate. The people around him were frightened and took two steps back.

Anyone who dares to steal a woman from him, the God of War, is not even born yet.

Huan Ri was the first to react, and muttered to the North War God in embarrassment and fear, "This... God of War... I don't know about this!"

How could he not know that he just had to pick himself clean first? Who can withstand the wrath of the God of War?

The North War God stared at Ye Tian for a long time, and an evil smile suddenly appeared on his face, "Interesting, this makes me even more excited. Your woman will eventually lie on my bed. I wonder what that picture looks like?"

He said to Huanri, "I don't care about the rules of your Yangling tribe, and I don't care about physical contact. I only want these two women."

Huanri's heart was beating fast. It seemed that the Northern War God would still support him. As long as Ye Tian was eliminated, my son would definitely take the position of city lord. He suddenly turned his head and glared at Ye Tian. Ye Tian, ​​Ye Tian, ​​you almost ruined my good deeds, there is strong hatred in your eyes.

Taking three steps and two steps at a time, he came to Ye Tian, ​​pointed at his nose and shouted, "Are you qualified to interfere in my clan's affairs?"

"Don't you know how much you weigh yourself before speaking? Don't you know how to think about it?"

"Let me ask you, our Yangling clan is a first-tier race, and the Tianwu clan is a super first-tier clan. Your human race is only a third-rate race, why can we compete? Any one of us can easily destroy your clan."

Without waiting for Ye Tian to reply, "Let me ask you again, what are you trying to argue with us about, and where do you get the confidence to anger the God of War? This is a burden that the human race cannot bear!"

"You humans are like ants. Are the ants trying to kill the elephant?"

The shouts came one after another, forming a rolling thunder that made the banquet hall buzz.

Most of the people in the Yangling tribe were confused. For some reason, they always felt very uncomfortable in their hearts, but they couldn't tell what was wrong.

Yingquan was more anxious than his father. Seeing how he could let the cooked duck fly when he got the position of city lord, he hated Ye Tianben very much. At this moment, he even wanted to kill him with a thousand knives. He shouted, " Let them go, or you will be covered in blood!"

"Hey..." The North War God waved his hand calmly to stop Ying Quan, and kept looking at Ye Tian with a playful look, "Didn't you hear what I said just now? As long as he licks the wine on the ground, I will spare his life. Do you want me, the North War God, to break my promise?"

Ying Quan lowered his body in fear, "I'm sorry, Ying Quan said too much. The spit of the God of War is also a nail. If I receive the Holy Order, I dare not disobey."

"Human, give me your woman, and then come and lick it clean." As he said this, the North War God picked up the red wine bottle and poured the whole bottle of wine on the ground. Large stains of wine flowed on the ground and splashed everywhere. He laughed and said, "It must be clean."

If he licked the red wine clean, Ye Tian's ending must be like this. There would be no reversal. A thousand or ten thousand Ye Tians could not change the situation in front of them. Many people in the Yangling tribe sighed in their hearts that the fate of the weak is always in the hands of the strong. The weak's efforts and calculations can be destroyed by the strong with just a word.

The North War God licked his teeth and smiled, "Whether they are your women or not, you have no qualifications or rights in front of me."

After saying this, it seemed that Ye Tian's fate was doomed.

What can the weak human race use to compete with the North War God? His life and dignity are not worth mentioning in the eyes of the Tianwu tribe.

But at this moment, an unexpected female voice appeared.

"North War God, I wonder if City Lord Ye has the qualifications after adding my words?"

Before the voice fell, more than ten people walked into the banquet hall.

The dozen people were led by a man and a woman, and the people behind them were all covered in black robes and hats on their heads. The faces that occasionally appeared were haggard, as scary as zombies.

It was the Mengfa tribe, a woman and a man, Qing and Yuan.

Qing and Yuan led people to Ye Tian quickly and stopped beside him. Ye Tian asked in surprise, "Qing, why are you here?"

"I know you're here, just on the way."

Ye Tian didn't know if she was really on the way, he always felt that Qing was particularly "concerned" about him, smiled lightly, and he remembered this favor.

Bei Zhan Shen left the back of the chair and stood up, obviously a little surprised, "Qing Fazhang, Yuan Fazhang?"

The appearance of the two Fazhangs made the Yangling tribe completely exploded, "buzzing" and talking, with shocked expressions, Huanri, Zhen Wang, and Chanzi froze as if frozen, with a turbulent heart.

How did the Meng Fa tribe appear? The two Fazhangs were so close to Ye Tian? Why would a super first-line race support the third-rate city lord Ye Tian so much?

The Yangling tribe was stunned. The Mengfa tribe had always been arrogant. The Yangling tribe did not even look at them when they presented the Muxian Pearl. It was difficult to meet the two Dharma leaders, but now they were right in front of them, and they were willing to offend the North War God and the Tianwu tribe for Ye Tian.

Everyone was stunned with surprise. This was a scene that they could never imagine in their dreams.

In this way, Ye Tian would have room for maneuver by relying on the Mengfa tribe.

No one in the Yangling tribe dared to interrupt at this time. The matter was beyond their ability to handle. If they offended any party, they would definitely end up in a miserable situation.

Bei Zhan Shen raised his eyelids and smiled, "Qing Fazhang came in person, so he is naturally qualified?"

"Okay!" Qing said coldly, "Let them go, I don't care about the affairs of the Yangling Clan."

Bei Zhan Shen had his own calculations in mind. Although he was a level 4 heart, Qing and Yuan were only level 3 hearts, but the Meng Fa Clan stood behind them. He didn't want to make the two clans hostile to each other because of this. He must give face, but if he let them go so easily, he would not be Bei Zhan Shen.

"Qing Fazhang, you asked me to let them go, and I, Bei Zhan Shen, gave you this face. In fact, I don't care about just two women and a human. But if you let them go like this, how can I, Bei Zhan Shen, deal with it? Where is my face?"

Qing knew it wouldn't end so easily. Bei Zhan Shen was a very difficult opponent, and his strength was higher than his own. He secretly hoped that things wouldn't become very difficult.

"What do you want? Don't... go too far."

The North War God smacked his lips, "The Yangling Clan and the Human Clan are not worthy of my treatment, but the Mengfa Clan is different, you can rest assured."

Pointing at Ye Tian, ​​"As long as... this kid can catch my punch, this matter will be over today, and I will leave Yangling City immediately."

Qing refused without thinking, "No!"

The North War God's strength is obvious to all. He is a dignified Qiankun level 4 heart, the peak of the peaks in the lower realm. It is no exaggeration to say that how many people in the lower realm can catch his breath, let alone a punch? How many people dare to catch his punch? Not to mention the third-rate and second-rate races, even those first-rate races, and even the masters of the super first-rate races, will not easily agree.

Who knew that Ye Tian's voice suddenly sounded, "I took it!"