C98 Revenge so What If You Are the Enemy of the World！！！

There's a big explosion today, don't say anything, give the flowers!

Ye Wentian disappeared in another spatial ripple and returned to the old man's side. Ye Wentian looked at Lee Shuo and pointed at the old man who had fainted. "Did you hear those soldiers call his name just now? Sir Long! This old man is a cultivator expert. As far as I know, Xuanyuan Emperor only has one person with the surname Long, Long Huan!! This person is Huang Quan's lackey! He is also one of the people who sold out iron and blood! Do you know? He also has another identity, Long Zaitian's father! He even sold out his own son! In those letters, there was a letter between this bastard and the Xiongnu Imperial Court! Three years ago, Iron Blood was surrounded by the sea of blood, Wuya! This Long Huan was the one who plotted against him!! Humph! Do you think he should be killed?! " As Ye Wentian spoke, he raised his right foot. "He should be killed! Bastard! Kill this bastard!"

When Lee Shuo found out about Long Huan's identity, he became furious. Anyone who betrayed the Iron Blood Brothers should be killed! Ye Wentian nodded his head in satisfaction and stomped down with his right foot.

"Boom!" All the birds in the Imperial City were sent flying by the huge vibration. Just like that, Long Huan's head was crushed by Ye Wentian. A small golden figure suddenly rushed out from his neck, which was covered in blood, and flew into the sky. Ye Wentian frowned. How could he let him escape? He quickly reached out his right hand and grabbed the small figure. After the miniature person was caught by Ye Wentian. . . He turned around and begged Ye Wentian for something. The general idea was to let Ye Wentian go. This was Long Huan's Nascent Soul!

"Hmph! Those who sold their iron blood would never reincarnate! Just disappear for me! " Ye Wentian said as he was about to crush his Nascent Soul. At this time, more than twenty experts flew out from all directions. Judging from their appearance, it was obvious that they were all cultivators.

"Stop!! Junior! Do you know what you are doing?" An old voice with a cyclone rushed towards Ye Wentian. Ye Wentian stood where he was and did not dodge at all. He used his left hand to disperse the cyclone. At this time, more than 20 cultivators had already landed around Ye Wentian and surrounded him. Ye Wentian narrowed his eyes and looked at these people. There were men, women, old, young and all kinds of people.

The leader was also a sage-like old man. It seemed like his cultivation base was higher than Long Huan's. In other words, this person should be the legendary number one worshipper of Xuanyuan, Lei Bao's master! That old man had an imposing manner without being angry. He had a certain demeanor as he took a step forward. He made a profound gesture with his finger, "For cultivators. . . The Nascent Soul Stage is the hardest to cultivate. It is not easy for cultivators to enter the Dao. There is an unwritten rule in the world of cultivation: the one who destroys the Nascent Soul of others. If he was killed, the entire cultivation world would hunt him down. Junior, why don't you release Long Huan's Nascent Soul! " Initially, Ye Wentian still had a little bit of respect for Lei Bao's master. Now, after hearing what Lei Bao said, it was completely gone!

"I'm not a cultivator of your world, why should I follow your rules? He's dead!" Ye Wentian felt a wave of annoyance in his heart. So the tone of his voice was also very bad! At this moment, a large group of Xuanyuan soldiers rushed over from all directions. In a short while, they had completely surrounded Ye Wentian and the rest. All the soldiers unsheathed their swords and sabers. As if they were facing a great enemy!

The old man's eyes stood up, and his tone became unusually stiff. "Even if you are not a cultivator, aren't you afraid of the entire cultivation world hunting you down? Young man. You need to know that this world isn't something you can do whatever you want!" As he spoke, the old man's aura was completely released. Apart from Ye Wentian, the rest of the people present couldn't help but take a few steps back. This old man was even more powerful than the Hun Eight Heavens and Earth Brush.

Ye Wentian raised Long Huan's Nascent Soul in front of him and looked at it carefully. It looked like he was struggling with something. Long Huan's Nascent Soul had a proud expression on its face, which meant that it was saying, "Why aren't you letting me go? Are you afraid now? Got it! Are you an idiot!? "

Ye Wentian's eyes widened. " Are you an idiot?! Do you think I will let you go? When you sell out your iron blood, you should have the resolve to die! No one can save you! So what if you become the enemy of the entire cultivation world!?! Go f * ck yourself! " Ye Wentian shouted loudly. He exerted strength in his hand, and Long Huan's Nascent Soul exploded. An evil soul was completely wiped out from this world just like that!

"You! How dare you!" Lei Bao's master was immediately enraged. He raised his flying sword and shot it toward Ye Wentian. Ye Wentian laughed loudly. "Hahahahaha! Brothers! Just watch what you say in heaven! Revenge begins now! All those who sold you out will be killed by me one by one! " As he spoke, Seeing that the flying sword that contained a huge amount of energy had already arrived in front of him, Ye Wentian simply waved his fist. The flying sword was sent flying to the ground. The flying sword couldn't withstand Ye Wentian's tremendous force and broke into pieces. "Puff!" A mouthful of blood gushed out of Lei Bao's master's mouth. The flying sword was a very important life-bound magic treasure for cultivators. The broken flying sword would bring tremendous damage to cultivators. The old man's face turned extremely pale.

Ye Wentian slowly pointed his finger at the cultivators surrounding him and shouted, "One by one, it's too slow! All of you, attack together!!"

When the cultivators heard Ye Wentian's words, their expressions changed. Just now, he had broken Ba Tian's flying sword with a single punch. This was obvious to everyone. This young man's strength could be said to be unfathomable. The strangest thing was that this young man actually did not have any inner energy or true essence energy. Then what about him. . .

The cultivators looked at each other with some hesitation. After all, they were all famous experts. If they attacked a young man together. . . Ye Wentian impatiently waved his fist and said, "It's because of you that Xuanyuan has been weak for so long! Each and every one of you thinks that you are some kind of authority. What kind of senior is this?! Not willing to lower their value, each of them is as arrogant as twenty to fifty to eighty thousand! Hmph!! You guys don't have that qualification at all! In my eyes, Your value is not even comparable to the soldiers who are fighting with their lives on the frontlines!!! Trash. "

Ye Wentian pointed at these cultivation experts and angrily shouted. He made these experts look red in the face and thick in the neck. The Xuanyuan soldiers surrounding them curiously began to size up this audacious young man. This bastard really suited their tastes! Well said! Every Xuanyuan soldier muttered in their hearts.

Even if these cultivators cared about their face, they could not tolerate it anymore. They were being criticized like this. If they still did not go up, they really would not be able to live anymore in the future. No one knew who was the first to make a move. After a clear whistle, the twenty cultivators unleashed all their ultimate moves towards Ye Wentian, who was standing proudly at the city gate! ～～～～～