It's not that the black demon is timid, if the current situation is seen by the clan, he brings an outsider to the holy clan, I'm afraid he won't give him a chance to explain.

"Boy, if you want to see the Holy Son, just go in and report it, you will kill me like this!" Hei Xue turned his head and glared at Ye Fei angrily, and couldn't help but scold.

It seems that from beginning to end, he didn't figure out the situation, Ye Fei didn't come here to see the Holy Son in his mouth, but to kill this person.

"Don't bother." As soon as the words fell, Ye Fei's figure directly stepped into the air, and the momentum on his body also swept towards the Holy Clan without any scruples.

Before the black demon below could speak again, a cold voice came to his mind.

After hearing this, Hei Sha's whole person was stunned in place, and his mind was suddenly in chaos, and he looked at Ye Fei in the sky with a shocked face.

"Holy Son of the Holy Clan, come out to see Ye!" There was a slight chill in his voice, and it instantly spread throughout the entire Holy Clan.

As soon as these words came out, there was silence within the entire Holy Clan.

This silence only lasted for half a second, and then a noisy sound sounded inside the tribe, and a good breath swept towards the source of the sound.

"Bold, who dares to make a noise here, call the Holy Son well-known!"

"Foreigner, are you tired of living, how can the Holy Son come to see you..."

"That's the Black Devil... When the foreigners enter the foreign holy land, do you want to rebel against the clan..."

Voices came from within the tribe, and as the voices came out, dozens of people from the Holy Clan with good strength had already rushed out of the clan and appeared in front of the three of them.

The strength of these people, because of the difference in cultivation methods, Ye Fei is difficult to say, but judging from the breath, it should be equivalent to the level of a human transformation realm grandmaster in the martial arts.

The black demon in the rear, at this time, could only take two steps back, and the power in his body was also secretly working.

In today's situation, he can only save his life first, and wait for the Holy Son to come out before he has a chance to explain.

Inside the Holy Clan, there is a white circular building in the depths of the back, and at this moment, three people from the Holy Clan are gathering in the main hall of the building.

Among them, there were two older men in the hall, both of whom were a little lean, wearing a set of robes, and their faces were carved with strange patterns, which were somewhat similar to the high priest Ye Fei had met before.

"What's going on! Anyone dares to challenge the might of my Holy Family? One of the old men also heard the voice coming from a distance, and suddenly couldn't help but speak.

The expression on the face of the other old man at this moment also became serious, and there was obvious anger in his eyes.

"It is extremely arrogant to dare to call the Holy Son to come to see him, and to wait for the old man and the two to capture this person and hand it over to the Holy Son." The old man in the robe shouted angrily, and then bowed respectfully to the people in the hall.

After he stood up, he looked at the old man beside him, and the two of them were about to walk out of the hall together.

"Wait, the second elder is not his opponent." A peaceful voice above the main hall suddenly sounded at this time.

I saw that on the throne in the hall, a young man who seemed to be in his early twenties slowly stood up from his seat, the expression on his face was calm, and his eyes revealed a calm color far beyond that of people of the same age.

This young man was dressed in a white robe, holding a strange short staff in his hand, with long hair draped behind his head, and his appearance was also extremely handsome, giving people a feeling of being spotless.

"Lord Holy Son, the two of us have joined forces to even the head of the Tang family to be afraid of three points, how capable can a foreign junior be?" The old man in the robe was obviously a little unimpressed, but he didn't dare to be too presumptuous, and bowed respectfully again while speaking.

With a smile on his face, the young man took two steps forward and said lightly: "He, like the eldest young master of the Han family, is also the person who was officially chosen, and the Dingfeng Bead seems to be in the hands of this son." ”

This young man seems to know Ye Fei very well, and he can really see the situation in the martial arts world, which shows that he is not an idle person.

The two elders in the main hall, after hearing the Dingfeng Zhu, the expression on their faces changed obviously slightly, and they didn't dare to refute for a while.

The young man in the hall slowly walked down from above, the breath on his body rose a few points at the same time as each step fell, and when he walked to the front of the main hall, the feeling of oppression exuded from his body made the two old men in the hall tremble slightly.

"But... Dare to break into my holy clan alone, even if the person behind this son comes, this saint will let him have no return. The breath on the young man's body changed sharply, and there was an endless sense of coldness in his voice.

The words echoed through the hall, and before they could be completely settled, the man had disappeared in place.

In the main hall, when the two robed old men saw this, they didn't dare to be slack, and immediately turned around and followed.

At the same time, outside the Holy Clan, in the middle of the air at this moment, Ye Fei stood with his hands in his hands, with a cold look on his face, and raised his eyes to sweep the dozens of people of the Holy Clan who were rushing towards him in front of him.

That Holy Son didn't seem to appear immediately, and Ye Fei didn't bother to think about it at this time, and the thunder and lightning surged under his raised hand, twisting and wandering on his right arm.

"You are going to be buried for the people of the Wu clan." Ye Fei's voice was full of endless killing intent.

In the mountains of southern Xinjiang, the tragic situation of those tribesmen brought him no less stimulation than when he was in Jiangdong.

During this period of time, the behavior of the people of the Holy Clan had already touched Ye Fei's bottom line, if it weren't for the life and death of the tribesmen, he was afraid that he would directly activate the Great Array and destroy this so-called Holy Clan's land in one fell swoop.

"Foreign juniors, I don't know whether I live or die, let's go together, first abolish this son and hand it over to the Holy Son for disposal!" In the crowd ahead, there was a loud shout.

As soon as these words came out, several clansmen with good strength suddenly rushed towards Ye Fei in mid-air at the same time.

The aura on these people's bodies is strange, and there is black qi overflowing from the center of their eyebrows, and there seems to be some subtle connection between them, and at this moment, they shot at the same time, and the power that erupted was far beyond his own strength.

Ye Fei's eyes froze, and he was ruthless in his shot, the thunder power in his palm condensed, turning into a long whip, and at the same time, his spiritual sense spread out and locked the figures of everyone in front of him.

The spiritual consciousness of the foundation building powerhouse was obviously applicable to any cultivator, and the figures of the dozens of people of the Holy Clan at the forefront were instantly frozen in place.

The thunder whip swept over, and it was easy to entangle and block these people, and there was still a big gap between ordinary people of the Holy Clan and Ye Fei.

At this moment, not far behind, a figure wearing a white robe suddenly appeared, and at the same time, an extremely strong coercive force instantly enveloped the entire Holy Clan.

"It's the Holy Son!"

"I'm waiting to meet the Holy Son, and the Holy Son is here to ensure the eternal survival of my Holy Patriarch..."

Everyone in the Holy Clan Tribe was all pious at this time, as if they had directly ignored Ye Fei, and at the same time they all knelt on the ground and bowed to the white-clothed young man.

"Please also ask the Holy Son to kill this foreigner and save me." The few people who were locked by Ye Feikong also reacted at this time, and hurriedly spoke loudly.

The young man in mid-air, with a calm face, walked slowly towards the front like a walk in the clouds.

Wherever this person stepped on, the people of the Holy Race all bowed down with respect and respect, as if this was their faith integrated into their blood, and in the eyes of the people of the Holy Race, their Holy Son was God.

"Holy Son..."Ye Fei muttered in a low voice, and the True Yuan in his palm immediately condensed.

With his movements, the thunder whip that blocked the people of the Holy Clan suddenly contracted, making a deafening sound.

Immediately after, under the gaze of the people of the Holy Clan, the first few people who rushed forward did not even let out a scream, but were directly crushed by the power of thunder.

Not far ahead, the white-clothed Holy Son didn't mean to stop him, but slowly stopped and looked up at Ye Fei.

"You killed the high priest of our clan, and you killed the people of my holy clan in front of this holy son, I have to say that you are indeed not small." The Holy Son's face remained unchanged, and there was no change in emotion in his voice.

Ye Fei smiled lightly, glanced at this person and said, "Do you care about their lives or deaths?" ”

With the strength of this Holy Clan, Ye Fei could easily save his clansmen before he made a move, but this person did not do so.

"I don't care, but this holy son is a little interested in you." The Holy Son did not hide it, and directly opened his mouth to admit it, and while looking at Ye Fei, a smile appeared on his face.

His words not only reached Ye Fei's ears, but at the same time, almost all the clansmen of the entire Holy Clan tribe heard them sincerely.

But what made Ye Fei puzzling was that the reverence in the eyes of these people could be said to have not diminished at all, and they still maintained their original pious appearance.

"Yes, it's a pity that Ye is here to kill you." Ye Fei's eyes flashed, he was too lazy to talk nonsense with this person, his fingertips flashed, and he raised his hand to point directly at the person in front of him.

The thunder whip that had just killed the Saint Clan in the air in front of him condensed and formed again, and suddenly swung towards this person with a whistling sound.

Almost at the same moment, Ye Fei's figure was as excited as the wind, and in the blink of an eye, he was close to the Holy Son of the Holy Clan.

The white-clothed holy son's eyes were still calm, he just raised his eyes and glanced at Ye Fei, his figure did not retreat half a step, and he did not make any defensive means.

Ye Fei's figure was already approaching, and with the flying of this thunderous whip, his right fist was immediately raised, and the electric wire on his arm was surrounded, and he punched the person in front of him.

"Boom! Bang! "Two earth-shattering explosions spread in the sky above the land of the Holy Clan.

Before the people on the ground could react, they saw Ye Fei's figure being directly bounced out, and he retreated a few steps in a row before slowly stabilizing in mid-air.

And in front of him, the white-clothed holy son was barely injured, and the thunder whip and Ye Fei's earth-shattering punch couldn't break through this person's defense.

"Heh, this Holy Son is very curious, who gave you the courage to dare to break into the holy land of my clan."

The white-clothed holy son looked far away, and he was not in a hurry to make a move, obviously in his eyes, this foreign junior was not qualified to fight with him.