Chapter 4069 Boiling

It seems to be a declaration, and it seems to be a question.

The faces of tens of thousands of elites from all parts of Aslan fell into a long silence.

They suddenly realized that even if there were three-digit star gods present, it would be difficult to resist such a terrifying sword intent.

The gap in realm cannot be made up simply by the number of people.

"Everyone here today is here to kill me, right?"

Ye Fan said expressionlessly: "I'm right here, if you want to attack together, I'm free."

The star gods present looked at each other, but no one had the intention of making a move first.

Seeing this scene, the members of the Dragon Blood Tree Tribe showed disdain.

In the final analysis, they are still a group of people who are greedy for life and afraid of death, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

"If you don't do it, I won't stop."

Ye Fan's words once again made all the tribes feel like they are facing a big enemy!

"Sword God! You are an outsider after all! Do you really want to be an enemy of the entire world of Aslan!?"

"That's right, the Spruce Tribe provokes you, what does it have to do with us?"

Ye Fan snorted, "What a 'what does it have to do with you'!"

"Then I would like to ask, since it is a dispute between Dragon's Blood and Spruce, what are you doing here now!?"

The tribes are at a loss for words!

Ye Fan didn't talk nonsense, and gestured towards Beidi Pavilion behind him.

After Beidi Pavilion took the order, he immediately commanded a group of mages brought along, and quickly formed a large formation.

The natural magic array, combined with some Aslan's unique technological equipment, set up dozens of translucent beams of light in all directions.

These beams of light reflected everyone in the scene impressively.

Every word and deed is given real-time feedback.

"Magic prism?!"

The expressions of the strong men became cramped.

This kind of natural magic is used by the major tribes of Aslan for remote meetings.

These prisms will react with the temple circles of the major tribes, which is equivalent to a real-time video call.

In such a scene, their words and deeds are already very delicate.

Seeing that the situation was not right, some people planned to evacuate first.

But just as he was about to leave, he could hear thousands of swords blaring from all directions!

Like thousands of troops and horses, roaring dragons.

Flying swords of black and gold descended out of thin air, hanging high above the heads of every senior Aslan!

Not only that, even the entire vicinity of Yunding has been surrounded by the vast sea of ​​flying swords!

The sword is like a galaxy, and the army is shocked!

"This... is this still a swordsman!?"

There were quite a few swordsmen at the scene, and there were several sword kings, but I had never seen anyone use a sword like this!

People from Dragon Blood Tree like Singer and Nolan are very understanding.

When they first saw Ye Fan's methods, they were also amazed, and found that they had practiced for so many years in vain.

"Sword...Sword God! Are you really going to kill them all!?"

The faces of all parties were ugly. They knew that at this moment, all the world of Aslan could see the situation here.

In this way, if they escape again, they will be caught.

Whether to submit or fight to the death, you can only choose one by force!

"Since you're all here, let's make a statement before leaving."

Ye Fan's tone was very relaxed, as if he was just talking about a trivial matter.

"From today onwards, those who surrender to me can go on their knees and prostration."

"If you plan to live and die with the Yunshan tribe... I will also fulfill you."

While speaking, the flying swords all over the sky began to "buzz", like the chant of thousands of dragons!

"I'm impatient, my sword... could fall at any time."

There was a smile on the corner of Ye Fan's mouth, but in the eyes of everyone, it was more ferocious than any expression.

"Sword God! You... you are acting like a bandit!"

"Coerced by force, you dare to call yourself a god!?"

An old mage stood up and reprimanded loudly.

Ye Fan glanced at him, "I recognize you, you are the one from the Winter Tribe."

"I'm the King of Winter, Tierz!"

"Dharma king? What kind of cat or dog dares to be king", Ye Fan said with emotion.

"you!……"

Tilz had a heartbroken look on his face.

"Brother Baines! You dragon blood tree tribe are the ancient nobles of Aslan, with noble conduct!"

"Are you willing to let such a foreign bandit ruin the reputation of your dragon blood tree tribe!?"

Bynes, who was standing behind, remained silent.

Hearing this, the old man cursed directly: "You bastard! Who is your 'brother'!?"

"The Yunshan Tribe is Simon's minion, almost destroying the dragon blood tree of our clan!"

"Semon colluded with the evil gods and used monster beasts to hurt hundreds of thousands of people from our clan!"

"Even if Lord Sword God is a bandit, he is here to grab it openly! Then Simon and the Yunshan tribe are vicious villains, Aslan's scum!!"

Tilz and the others were dumbfounded, they didn't expect Baines to be so generous! ?

"You... You old guy is also crazy! How dare you accuse Lord Simon like that?!"

"Heaven is just, and people are at ease! Even if he is the adjudicator of the temple, Aslan civilization, he will not have the final say!"

Baines' loud and loud words made a group of people from the Dragon Blood Tree Tribe feel excited!

Many people in the major tribes below were also shaken.

Ye Fan was satisfied, this old man is much more experienced than Singer.

This debate will let everyone in Aslan see that if they can win the initiative, it will be much easier to conquer the various tribes of Aslan.

Suppression by force is temporary, and if it is to be truly stabilized, it must win over people's hearts.

"The God of Nature has just fallen, and you are bewitched by others, and there are constant internal struggles, which is really chilling..."

Suddenly, a sigh spread in all directions from the void.

Ye Fan was not surprised, Simon really came.

After all, he had already reached his base camp, and if he didn't come out, he, the patron saint of Aslan, would be a joke.

It is estimated that Tilz, who dared to stand up and speak out, already knew that Simon would not sit idly by.

At this time, the vibrant turquoise natural magic power suddenly appeared in the air.

As time goes back, countless cell tissues are rapidly remodeled.

In the blink of an eye, Udi, who was killed just now, appeared in front of everyone intact.

"This...is this forbidden spell level magic, the 'Great Reincarnation Technique'!?"

Some star-god-level mages immediately recognized this powerful magic and let out exclamations.

After Udi stared blankly for a moment, he immediately knelt down in mid-air.

"Thank you for the patron saint's resurrection!"

After being shouted by him, the people below suddenly woke up!

"It's Master Simon!?"

"The patron saint is here!?"

Amidst the long-awaited calls, a space door opened.

Simon, wearing a golden mask, walked out gracefully.

When a powerful coercion not inferior to Ye Fan enveloped the audience, almost all the people of the Aslan tribe were boiling!