As soon as Feng Wuchen said this, the expressions of the Flaming Tribe changed dramatically.
Yan Wutian was the first genius of the Flaming Tribe in tens of millions of years.
Whether the Flaming Tribe could become stronger in the future depended on Yan Wutian.
Feng Wuchen actually wanted to kill Yan Wutian. Wasn't this equivalent to destroying the future of the Flaming Tribe?
How could the Flaming Emperor's soul agree?
"Feng Wuchen! Don't go too far! "the Flaming Emperor's soul shouted angrily, his old face terrifying.
"Leader Yan, the life and death of the Flaming Tribe is now in my hands. You choose whether to exterminate the tribe or to die." Feng Wuchen sneered, his face indifferent.
Yan Wutian's expression did not change, as if he had expected this.
"Young Master, if you really give the Flaming Tribe a chance, what's the harm in killing me? My death in exchange for the Flaming Tribe is worth it, "Yan Wutian said without hesitation.
"Oh? You answered very straightforwardly. "Feng Wuchen looked at Yan Wutian in surprise.
Yan Wutian said, "Compared to the Flaming Tribe, my life is nothing."
"Really?" Feng Wuchen's face instantly turned cold.
In the blink of an eye, Feng Wuchen had already appeared in front of Yan Wutian. Overbearing and terrifying Primordial Divine Power erupted, forcibly suppressing Yan Wutian.
"Pfft!"
Yan Wutian did not resist, nor could he resist. He spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot.
"What an overbearing soul power. It can completely ignore the existence of Yan Huo's divine power. No wonder Grandfather's Supreme Divine Power was forcibly suppressed. This divine power is really terrifying." Yan Wutian was undoubtedly shocked.
Personally being suppressed by the Primordial Divine Power, Yan Wutian truly realized the terror of the Primordial Divine Power.
The terror of the Primordial Divine Power had exceeded Yan Wutian's imagination. He could not understand it at all.
"Tian 'er!" The Flaming Emperor's soul was shocked, his heart beating wildly.
"Young Master!" The Flaming Tribe panicked.
"Feng Wuchen, stop!" A seventh-level Chaotic Heavenly Master shouted anxiously.
This person was Yan Wutian's father, Yan Zhan!
"No one attack!" Yan Wutian shouted.
Yan Zhan panicked and shouted anxiously, "Tian 'er, he will kill you!"
"Young Hall Master, let's do it," Yan Wutian said, looking as if he was really going to die for the Yan Clan.
"If I kill you, I'll give the Flaming Tribe a chance. I'm a man of my word." Feng Wuchen sneered. His ancient godforce erupted once more.
"Yan Wutian, the top genius of the Primal Chaos Realm, you really don't care?" Feng Wuchen asked with a sneer as he condensed a very terrifying ancient divine power in his palm.
"If the Flaming Clan can produce a Yan Wutian like me, they can definitely produce a second Yan Wutian, or even stronger. As long as the Flaming Clan is not destroyed, the Flaming Clan will definitely be stronger than it is now," Yan Wutian said.
"Stronger?" Feng Wuchen sneered, "I'm really looking forward to it. It's a pity that you won't be able to see it. The Flame Race might not be able to do it either."
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Wuchen wanted to use the Ancient God Force to suppress Yan Wutian once again.
However, at that moment, a beautiful figure suddenly appeared without a sound and kicked Yan Wutian's right face, sending him flying.
"Boom boom boom!"
Yan Wutian was like a cannonball, piercing through several immortal mountains along the way.
The power of this kick was very powerful.
Yan Wutian did not notice it at all.
This sudden turn of events stunned everyone present.
Who dared to attack Yan Wutian?
"For tens of millions of years, no one has been able to force the Flaming Clan to bow its head, not even the Primal Chaos Temple." A bone-chilling, arrogant voice sounded with a sense of dominance.
"Sister!" Yan Wutian was shocked. He stared at the beautiful figure with wide eyes.
"Witch Yan!" The Flame Emperor's Spirit and the other higher-ups of the Flaming Clan exclaimed at the same time.
The Flaming Clan was shocked and frightened. Everyone's faces were full of disbelief.
"Witch, you're still alive! That's great! "The Flame Emperor's Spirit was surprised and happy.
The Witch Yan glanced at the Flame Emperor's Spirit and said domineeringly, "The person who can kill me has not been born yet."
"Witch Yan." The Ancient Heavenly Emperor frowned deeply and said solemnly, "I can't believe that after disappearing for tens of millions of years, she's still alive."
"Witch Yan!" The War God Guards were also shocked.
"Feng Wuchen, she's the Witch Yan, Yan Wutian's sister. She's the strongest genius of the Flaming Clan. The Witch Yan is also known as the number one genius of the Chaos Realm."
"A seventh-level Primal Chaos Heavenly Venerate is indeed the strongest genius of the Flaming Clan." Feng Wuchen nodded and sized up the Witch Yan.
"The Witch Yan's aura is different from the Flaming Clan's divine power aura. Her divine power is stronger and seems to have been strengthened. Moreover, she has the aura of Primal Chaos Divine Power. She must be very strong," Feng Wuchen thought.
"The Witch Yan shouldn't be in the Flaming Clan. I didn't sense her aura before," Feng Wuchen said. Feng Wuchen only felt her aura when she appeared.
In other words, the Witch Yan was not in the Flaming Clan at all. She came from somewhere else.
"The Witch Yan left the Flaming Clan many years ago. No one knows where she went. Even the Flaming Clan thought she was dead," the Chaos Xuan Fire Beast said.
"I see." Feng Wuchen nodded.
The Witch Yan wore a black gauze dress. She was a cold beauty and emitted the aura of a queen.
The Witch Yan's kick was really domineering.
The Witch Yan grabbed the air and sucked Yan Wutian over. Her terrifying divine power trapped Yan Wutian.
"Is the young master of the Flaming Clan so cowardly? Do you want me to send you off personally? "the Witch Yan asked coldly with an overbearing tone.
"Sister, his divine power is not something we can resist," Yan Wutian smiled bitterly.
The Witch Yan glanced at Feng Wuchen coldly and said domineeringly, "Are you still a man? So what if your divine power is strong? Even if the Flaming Clan is destroyed, we can't lower our heads. Moreover, no one in the Chaos Realm can destroy the Flaming Clan. Even the Primal Chaos Ancestor doesn't have the guts! "
As he spoke, an extremely surging and domineering aura swept out like a violent storm.
It had to be said that the Witch Yan was not only arrogant but also domineering.
The Flaming Clan saw hope when the Witch Yan's words came out. Their blood was boiling.
Even Great Elder Yanfeng and the others saw a glimmer of hope.
"Where does the Witch Yan's confidence come from?" The Flame Emperor's Spirit frowned. Although the Witch Yan was the number one genius in the Chaos Realm, it was impossible for her to fight against the Chaos Temple alone.
Could it be that the Witch Yan had some super powerful divine power?
After all, the Flame Emperor's Spirit and the others could see that the Witch Yan's divine power was very terrifying.
The Witch Yan's overbearing and arrogance surprised Feng Wuchen. It was his first time meeting such a fierce woman.
The number one genius in the Chaos Realm was indeed extraordinary.
"The Flaming Clan is here. We can go wherever we want. The Chaos Temple has no right to interfere. I'll see if anyone from the Chaos Temple dares to destroy the Flaming Clan. Including you! "the Witch Yan said domineeringly and pointed at Feng Wuchen.
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