Wu Ye was shocked by the light in Ye Qinghan's eyes. He took a few steps back and his face turned ugly.
"Ye Qinghan, don't go too far. This is the decision of the Sorcerer Tribe. An outsider like you can't interfere!" Wu Ye scolded angrily.
Ye Qinghan's eyes were filled with ferocity as he stared coldly at Wu Ye without saying a word.
Wu Ye suddenly felt like he was being stared at by the second generation Sorcerer God. He didn't dare to refute.
"So he's Ye Qinghan. Didn't they say that his Martial Arts Origin was destroyed? How dare he be so arrogant? Does he think this is his Endless Galaxy? "
"Hahaha, maybe his brain is damaged. How dare he be so arrogant when his Martial Arts Origin is destroyed? This is not the era of the past. Other than the Divine Son, who dares to be so arrogant among the younger generation?"
The people from the powerful forces laughed and mocked as they surrounded them, ready to watch a good show.
Wu Ye was enraged by the comments of others. The glory of the Sorcerer Tribe couldn't be lost. They couldn't be weak now, even if it meant being punished by the Sorcerer God.
"Ye Qinghan, I'm tolerating you because you're a guest, but don't be so shameless. About punishing Wu Jiang, it's the Sorcerer God's decision. He made a mistake and should be punished. What status do you have to stop him from being punished?" Wu Ye asked angrily.
Wu Jiang didn't dare to stand up because the Patriarch was the Patriarch. He still had his family.
Ye Qinghan shook his head. He didn't ask Wu Jiang to stand up to stop him from being punished, but for another purpose.
"Wu Jiang, whether you stand up or kneel, I'll ask you one thing. Who ordered the Sorcerer Tribe to kill the people of the Crazy Sect?" Ye Qinghan asked coldly.
"Senior Ye … I …" Wu Jiang clenched his fists so tightly that his flesh cracked. He lowered his head, unwilling to look at Ye Qinghan.
"Raise your head! Answer me. It's you or not! " Ye Qinghan squatted down and held Wu Jiang's chin. His eyes flashed and shot into Wu Jiang's eyes.
Wu Yan lost control on the spot and muttered, "No … I, I …"
However, before Wu Jiang could finish his sentence, Wu Ye immediately rushed forward and kicked Ye Qinghan in the air, sending Wu Jiang flying dozens of feet away. He landed heavily on the ground and fainted on the spot.
Boom!
Gu Qingyu gained the upper hand after striking, cleaving open the martial arts stage with one saber, almost chopping off Wu Ye's leg.
Whoosh!
Twelve different auras soared into the sky and locked onto Ye Qinghan and the other four. Ye Qinghan immediately reacted. These were the auras of the Twelve Great Inheritances of the Sorcerer Tribe. They were the inheritances of Gold, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth, Nature, Wind, Thunder, Lightning, Goblet, Martial Way, and Divine Ability.
Ding!
Jiang Jingtian, Li Feng, and the others unsheathed their divine weapons at the same time. The Spear of Time and the divine weapon's aura dominated the scene. Each of them stood guard beside Ye Qinghan.
Ye Qinghan clenched his fists. Seeing that Wu Jiang was almost kicked to death, the coldness in his eyes became even more violent, as if he wanted to freeze the martial arts stage.
"Are you afraid that he will tell the truth and be punished by the Second Sorcerer God?" Ye Qinghan sneered and mocked in a hoarse voice, "You're just showing that you're hiding something. Since you attacked him, it means that you're guilty."
"Ye Qinghan, don't go overboard. I'm the current Clan Leader of the Sorcerer Tribe. I personally invited you. It's fine if you're not grateful, but you don't give the Sorcerer Tribe any face. Today, I'll eliminate all of you!" Wu Ye said angrily.
Whoosh!
Wu Ye waved his hand and twelve middle-aged burly men appeared on the martial arts stage. They were all dressed in ancient sorcerer robes and each represented their own inheritances. The Twelve Great Inheritances were the elites of the elites and were extremely powerful.
The twelve of them directly surrounded Ye Qinghan and the others.
Everyone watched the conflict between Ye Qinghan and the Sorcerer Tribe as if they were watching a good show. They retreated far away to give them space to fight. Ji Tianling Kong looked at Ye Qinghan curiously. He felt that he had seen him somewhere before.
Ji Tianling Kong felt a chill run down his spine and broke out in cold sweat. He looked at Ye Qinghan's hair and eyes and seemed to remember something. He couldn't help but tremble and retreat more than ten steps.
Ye Qinghan ignored this group of people. They wouldn't dare to attack, that was for sure. The Second Sorcerer God wouldn't allow them to attack, so he took a healing elixir from Jiang Jingtian's hand and walked directly to Wu Jiang, putting it into his mouth.
Wu Jiang slowly woke up, his eyes full of fatigue and frustration.
"Senior … It was my impulse that caused the deaths of so many people in the Crazy Sect. This matter has nothing to do with the Sorcerer Tribe. Please kill me and use my head as a sacrifice …" Wu Jiang's eyes were filled with the will to die. He didn't want to struggle anymore and said in despair.
"How much is your head worth? Can it appease the thirty lives of the Crazy Sect? Nearly twenty children and more than ten elders of the inner sect. They are my comrades who fought side by side with me. Even if you had ten lives, it wouldn't be enough! " Ye Qinghan was furious. He grabbed Wu Jiang's collar and roared, "Wu Jiang, don't think that I don't know who's behind this. Don't think that you can protect him. At most, you can protect him from losing his reputation, but you can't protect his life!"
Yo — — —
A dignified voice filled with mockery and disdain broke the silence of the martial arts arena. Then, a figure in a black robe stepped out. He exuded a powerful chaotic aura that suppressed the aura of everyone around him. Even the ordinary Divine Sons felt their hair stand on end.
"I didn't expect the Sorcerer Tribe to bully their customers. They invited us here to bully us with numbers." The black-robed man sneered, not giving any face.
"Who are you?" Wu Ye frowned and asked.
"I'm the Divine Python Dragon! When I was fighting on the battlefield, your grandfather's grandfather was still wearing diapers. Why? Are you going to attack me as well? "The man asked coldly.
Ye Qinghan was stunned. He didn't expect the Divine Python Dragon to transform. It seemed that he had recovered about seventy to eighty percent of his strength.
"So it's Senior Python Shenjiao. Greetings." Ye Qinghan bowed slightly and hurriedly said.
"I heard that your Martial Dao Source was shattered by someone. Tsk tsk. What a piece of trash. Back then, I wanted you to be my right-hand man. But now, it seems like I'm disappointed." The Serpent God Dragon stared at Ye Qinghan. When he realized that Ye Qinghan truly had no Divine Power, his eyes were filled with dissatisfaction.
Ye Qinghan smiled bitterly and pretended to be heartbroken. He lied and said, "I had no choice in this matter. Back then, I obtained a Chaos Giant God level treasure and wanted to give it to you to heal your injured body. So, I entered the Divine Demon Territory from the Endless Star System. In the end, my tracks were exposed and I was attacked by the Sage King of Demon God Mountain, the Four Great Battle Constitutions, and the Rayling Leopard of the Divine Demon Territory. There were also some good-for-nothing Overgods. I barely escaped with my life. Unfortunately, the treasure was stolen and my martial arts origin was shattered.
I've failed. "The Divine Python Dragon's dignified face showed some anger. It felt that this matter was his fault. The treasure had been stolen by the people of Demon God Mountain. Wasn't this like pulling a tooth from the tiger's mouth?
"Damn it! The Demon God Mountain is too bold. How dare they steal my treasure! " The Divine Python Dragon's voice was like thunder. A terrifying power erupted from his muscular body. It was enough to shake mountains and shake the nine heavens with a stomp.
Boom! Boom!
The martial arts arena shook. The peerless divine power from the Chaos Era was vast and mighty. Some of the Divine Sons turned pale from the pressure, let alone the elites of the Sacred Land puppet factions. Thud!
Thud! Thud!
Thud! Everyone retreated, not daring to look at the Divine Python Dragon. Wu Ye was even more shocked. This Divine Python Dragon was the mount of the Sorcerer God's Guangwu Battle Body. Its strength was definitely on the same level as the Guangwu Battle Body. This guy was comparable to the Second Sorcerer God. Who in this era would dare to provoke him?
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