Chapter 1512 Battle of Hongyao

Wufang City, City Lord's Mansion.

The morning sunlight was soft and gentle, shining from the platform into the door for more than ten meters, making the City Lord's Mansion look particularly bright. The lobby of the mansion was full of people, but there was no sound at all, and you could hear a pin drop. The atmosphere seemed oppressive and tense, and most of them frowned. The vitality of the morning could not dilute the heavy atmosphere.

Only Ye Tian sat on the high-backed chair with cloud patterns in the City Lord's Mansion, smiling warmly.

Standing under the seat were the non-human Jiujiao, who were heroic and valiant, forming a row of beautiful scenery.

Today is the day of the decisive battle between the non-human phoenix and the Red Yao King, and everyone in the lower world knows it.

Ye Tian's voice was steady and powerful, "Feiren Feng, I wish you success in this battle and a sensation in Kunlun."

No one spoke, and Jiujiao did not respond.

The nine non-human beauties suddenly knelt down together. The voice of the non-human phoenix trembled, and she tried her best to suppress her tears. "Thank you, City Lord, for cultivating the nine beauties. The nine beauties will never forget this in their lives..."

The nine beauties kowtowed together. At the moment they knelt down, their shoulders shook violently. Everyone saw that the ground under their faces was soaked with tears.

The smile on Ye Tian's face was still gentle, "Nine non-human beauties, go!"

The moment the nine beauties turned around, the people standing next to them almost took a step forward, wanting to say something but stopping, not knowing whether they wanted to say goodbye or stop her. The nine non-human beauties did not look at anyone. They were afraid that seeing any warm face would instantly collapse their strength. They stood up and jumped, and nine shadows flew out of the City Lord's Mansion, leaving only crystal tears in the air.

The mansion was silent for a long time, and everyone's eyes cast out of the City Lord's Mansion and fell on the nine shadows that had long disappeared in the air.

There was a solemn look on their faces.

Li Meiyi broke the silence, "Ye Tian, ​​isn't it too risky to do this?"

Ye Tian didn't say anything, Ren Qingxian couldn't help but her eyes turned red, she didn't want to cry, but tears still rolled down her cheeks, "Can I still... see Jiujiao?"

They have long been like sisters, not only that, everyone standing in the mansion has deep feelings for Jiujiao, those older than Jiujiao treat them as sisters, and those younger than Jiujiao treat them as sisters.

But they left, nine people alone, fighting against a clan.

Le Youhuan couldn't help but say, "City Lord, why..." When he said this, he suddenly didn't know what he was asking, but he didn't want Jiujiao to leave like this, why did he watch them go like this.

Ye Tian didn't speak, but the smile on his face disappeared, he stood up calmly, walked to the platform, looked up at the sky, white clouds, blue sky, the wind gently caressed his face, very comfortable.

Ye Tian just looked at the sky, stood there, and never moved again.

One hour...two hours...

Everyone in the mansion stood there, just like Ye Tian, ​​with their feet stuck to the ground, motionless. They stared at Ye Tian and sighed. The city lord's heart might not be as calm as it seemed.

Four hours... five hours...

After noon, the crowd was still standing there, and many people showed reluctance and anxiety on their faces.

Challenging the lord of a second-level city, what an incredible thing.

Seven hours... nine hours...

The sun slowly hid in the clouds, and the sunset was setting, and the sky was as red as a baby's face.

Li Meiyi and Ren Qingxian, two second-level hearts of Qiankun, seemed to have no strength to stand. The two supported each other and kept wiping the tears from their eyes with their sleeves, but they couldn't wipe them clean.

At this moment, everyone wanted to rush out of the mansion to find the non-human Jiujiao, stand behind them, support them, or... bring their bodies back and bury them in Wufang City.

Everyone looked at the young man standing in the moon sky. He had been standing there quietly, but everyone saw that his fists were clenched tightly, and his knuckles were white.

There was only the last ray of afterglow in the western sky.

Suddenly, eight shadows appeared in the sky.

Eight shadows flew crookedly, like birds with injured wings, ready to fall to the ground at any time, but they tried to flap their wings, and they wanted to fly to a certain destination even if they died.

Everyone rushed out, staring at the eight shadows, unable to look away.

Li Meiyi burst into tears, "It's Jiujiao!"

But why are there eight figures? No one asked, no one dared to ask, what was in their hearts afraid of.

Several people wanted to fly out to greet them, but Ye Tian shouted, "No one is allowed to move, whether they are happy or sad, I want them to come and tell me in person."

Everyone heard Ye Tian's voice trembling for the first time, which had never been seen before. Ye Tian had never shown it when he defeated Taifeng in a million-strong army.

Perhaps, Ye Tian was the most uncomfortable now. With this shout, he hurt himself again. Everyone knew that he loved Jiujiao as his own sister.

The eight figures came closer, and everyone saw clearly that Fei Renqing was holding Fei Renfeng in his arms. Fei Renfeng closed his eyes, and his blue hair hung like a waterfall.

Everyone's heart suddenly hurt as if a knife had stabbed them.

Eight figures fell to the ground, each covered in blood, with countless wounds on their faces and bodies. The sticky blood stuck their clothes tightly to their skin. Everyone was exhausted to the extreme, and their legs were weak from standing.

Feiren Feng was the most miserable. There were two blood holes pierced through his shoulder sockets on both sides. There were two long wounds from the thighs to the ankles on his legs. The white bones could be seen. His face was charred as if it had been exploded, and most of his face was rotten meat.

Shi Wu roared, "Damn it, I'm going to destroy the Red Yao tribe!"

Le Youhuan, Mo Jinshou and other men couldn't help but wipe their eyes with red eyes.

The eight figures seemed to be unable to hold on.

Shiwu's voice made Fei Renfeng slowly open her eyes. Everyone was overjoyed to see that she was not dead. Could it be...

Fei Renfeng found Ye Tian at first sight, struggled to get out of Fei Renqing's arms, and her voice was as weak as a patient who had just undergone a major operation.

"City Lord... We won!"

"Win?!"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then their eyes burst into unprecedented ecstasy. Cheers rang out, mixed with happy cries, and even the most calm Mo Lao jumped several meters high.

Ye Tian's standing body shook obviously. He stepped forward and touched Feiren Feng's head, and said in a trembling voice, "Good boy! Oh, no, Feiren Feng City Lord!"

Ye Tian showed a smile, stepped forward gently, squatted down and half-knelt, and hugged Feiren Feng tightly in his arms, "Believe me, I know what kind of tragic battle you have experienced."

The nine Feiren women threw themselves on Ye Tian together, hugged him and cried like children who found their father after being lost.

Ye Tian stood up, and the people behind him were excited and burst into tears. No one could speak.

Ye Tian touched the hair of Jiujiao one by one, and finally hugged Feiren Feng in his arms. The others supported the eight Feiren women, and a group of people embraced into the City Lord's Mansion.

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Seven days later.

The weather was surprisingly good today. The rain that had been falling for three consecutive days stopped. The sky was sunny and the whole land seemed to be clear.

In the lower world, heavy disappearances swept Kunlun one by one.

The construction of two new cities in Wufang City was completed. The main city was located in the second selected site and named Tianxue City. Tianxue City officially announced its promotion to a second-level city.

After only a dozen minutes, ?Lanwang City, Minglong City, Del City, Yein City, and Moxing City announced their vassalage to Tianxue City, and the E Clan and Yueyuan Clan of the demon-like tribes successively announced their vassalage.

In just one hour, Feiren Feng officially announced his appointment as the lord of Hongyao City. What was surprising was that she immediately announced that the Hongyao Clan would be incorporated into the Yanhuang lineage, and Hongyao City would be loyal to Tianxue City.

Everyone noticed that Feiren announced "incorporation" rather than "cooperation", "loyalty" rather than "vassalage"!

Since then, except for the Yangling Clan and the Honger Clan, most of the southern part of the lower world has been under Ye Tian's control. Even the Yein and Del Clan could not resist this trend, not to mention that their small forces had been abandoned and surrendered automatically with the vassalage of ?Lanwang City.

The name of Nan Zhizun resounded in the southern part of the lower world for a while, becoming a synonym for authority and power.

The Yanhuang lineage has completely become a race respected by everyone in the southern part of the lower world.