Chapter 65 Ye Wutan, it's you!!

After saying that, Ye Wutan once again used the bone-shrinking and disguise technique, and coagulated some blood on his face.

In an instant, at a speed visible to the naked eye, Ye Wutan once again turned into the appearance of the head of the Twelve Gods of the previous generation of the Temple of the Gods.

Seeing this scene, the old man was about to suffocate.

No temper!

Not a bit of temper at all!

Ye Wutan!

Not only is his martial arts superior, but his intelligence is also overwhelming!

It was easy to turn all the elites of the Alliance of Nations into prisoners of the Dragon Kingdom!

Moreover, with Ye Wutan doing this.

All the treacherous ministers of the Dragon Kingdom were also blown out!

This is the only method.

The achievements made can be passed down through the ages!

The most important thing is that those treacherous ministers and the Alliance of Nations will all think that the reason why they are in trouble today!

It has nothing to do with the Dragon Kingdom. It's all the fault of the Temple of the Gods!

This blame...

is beautifully done!

Looking at Ye Wutan's back as he walked toward the square outside, the old man suddenly felt a pain in his fingers.

He realized that the cigarette between his fingers had burned out.

The cigarette butt

fell to the ground.

However, the old man did not even hesitate. He bent down and picked up the cigarette butt and threw it into the ashtray on the table.

Cao Zhanci and Li Jian were still kneeling on the ground.

Although the old man was in high spirits, he still had a stern face.

Looking at Cao Zhanci and Li Jian, the old man said coldly: "Are you not getting up yet?"

The two of them stood up awkwardly.

Cao Zhanci did not speak.

Li Jianze managed to utter: "Just now, I frightened the Lord!"

The old man was so angry that his teeth were gnashing. He pointed at Li Jian and scolded him harshly.

"Ye Wutan is right, you are a waste!"

"Today, Ye Wutan is here. What if the one who showed up today is really the Red Devil Lord of the Temple of Gods?"

"You waste, you don't even have the ability to protect me!"

Li Jian lowered his head in despair.

"Impossible, even if the Twelve Lords of the Temple of Gods come back to life, in my eyes, they are nothing but ants!"

"But in front of the Pavilion Master, I... I am also an ant."

The old man pointed at himself, his face filled with righteous indignation.

"What about me? What am I in his eyes?"

Li Jian had a sullen look on his face.

He shamelessly lit a cigarette for the old man and advised bitterly. "Old man, don't be angry, it's not necessary!"

"Besides, everyone has their own responsibilities!"

The old man glared at Li Jian.

"When we were outside just now, did you curse me and call me an old man?"

"Is it because following me around has delayed your practice?"

Li Jian was depressed.

But he rolled his eyes and simply became shameless.

"Otherwise, you can discuss it with the owner of the pavilion and choose someone else?

"Personally, I think Ping Bujiu is a very good candidate! ”

“He is not only the Tianjun of Tianjun Pavilion, with extraordinary martial arts, but also second only to the Pavilion Master in medical skills. With him protecting you...”

“There is absolutely no problem with your personal safety. Moreover, Yao Tianjun can give you health care every day...” But

before Li Jian could finish his words, the old man

kicked Li Jian in the stomach like kicking a football. He

shouted loudly.

“Get out!”

Li Jian just stood there.

He reached out to brush off the footprints on his shirt, still with a smile on his face.

“Don’t be angry, don’t be angry. I was just joking with you if I hit your foot again!”

“Why did you take it seriously?”

“Looking at the entire Dragon Kingdom, who’s strategy for governing a country can surpass yours?”

“Don’t be angry. Anger is harmful to your health! "

You are not worthy of being such a useless person like me!"

The old man was shocked to see that the sharp sword was not even sharpened.

You know, although he has been busy with official duties for many years, he has never given up his internal martial arts.

His current cultivation has reached the level of Hua Jin.

His kick just now could hardly hurt the sword at all...

Then...

Ye Wutan's strength.

What kind of terrifying realm has it reached?

Suddenly, the old man's mood became extremely complicated.

I hope that Ye Wutan can live a long life.

With Ye Wutan here,

Dragon Kingdom is safe!

At this time, Ye Wutan has returned to the outside world. In the square,

all the media reporters around have been dispersed.

The onlookers outside have also chosen to retreat as this place may become the center of war at any time.

In the huge square, only Ye Zilong was kneeling there.

On the surrounding buildings,

more than a hundred masked warriors were all as powerful as dragons.

Seeing this scene, Ye Zilong felt extremely complicated.

He still believed that

all these warriors around him were from the Temple of the Gods.

This was something that made him ecstatic, but he never expected...

He, Ye Zilong, a super strong man at the peak of Dan Jin, had his arm ripped off by the leader of the Twelve Gods of the Temple of All Gods because of his lack of talent!

Moreover, he was facing a death sentence!

How aggrieved!

I have never felt so aggrieved before!

But...

Ye Zilong always felt that something seemed to be wrong.

As for what was wrong.

Ye Zilong racked his brains but couldn't figure it out. It

didn't make sense. As a rare genius in the Temple of All Gods, he was tortured like this by the leader of the Twelve Gods!

Why?

Is there something wrong with the brain of the old immortal Red Demon God?

It's really hard to figure out.

But for now, Ye Zilong thought that there was only one way to escape!

That is to lie in front of the Red Demon God.

Lie that he knows the whereabouts of Ye Wutan.

It's the same sentence again.

No matter what, Ye Wutan must restrain the Red Demon God!

He himself will wait for an opportunity to escape!

But the scene that happened next made Ye Zilong completely despair.

Ye Wutan walked towards him.

When he got close,

the first sentence he said was...

"Why haven't you committed suicide yet?"

Just this one sentence made Ye Zilong almost vomit three liters of blood.

Ye Zilong's face was as ferocious as a ghost.

He looked up at Ye Wutan.

"Please, Red Demon God, please be merciful and let me go!"

Ye Wutan narrowed his eyes.

"Give me a reason."

Ye Zilong suppressed his inner frustration and unwillingness and spoke tremblingly.

"Aren't you looking for revenge on Ye Wutan?"

"I know where he is. I'm his half brother!"

"I kidnapped his wife and children before, but something went wrong and I didn't succeed in the end!"

"But now you're here, it's easy to lure Ye Wutan out!"

Ye Wutan stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Ye Zilong coldly.

"Seven years ago, who reported Ye Wutan's whereabouts to our Twelve Gods?"

Ye Zilong was stunned.

"You, you don't know?"

Ye Wutan spoke indifferently with patience.

"I didn't ask about this matter back then, but it was precisely because I didn't ask that I was defeated by Ye Wutan's hands seven years ago!"

Ye Zilong shuddered, his face full of disbelief.

"That is to say, Ye Wutian, was really able to compete with you and the other eleven gods seven years ago?"

Ye Wutian did not speak.

Ye Zilong took a breath of cold air.

It was not until today that he realized how ridiculous he was!

He, Ye Zilong...

was not even Ye Wutian's opponent. He

had previously boasted that he would beat Ye Wutian to death with his own hands!

It was simply a big joke!

As far as he knew, the twelve gods of the previous generation of the Temple of the Gods had reached the peak of Dan Jin seven years ago!

Now...

after seven years, the head of the twelve gods of the Temple of the Gods dared to come to Jianghai to look for Ye Wutian!

What kind of concept is this?

Ye Zilong no longer dared to think about it.

After taking several deep breaths, Ye Zilong finally revealed the real culprit who betrayed Ye Wutian.

"The deputy leader of Dragon Country, Tang Zhengfeng!"

Tang Zhengfeng?

Ye Wutian's eyes suddenly flashed with a chill.

At the same time, Ye Wutian also restored his true appearance and looked at Ye Zilong coldly.

"Why did I hear that the person who betrayed Ye Wutian's whereabouts was a general beside Cao Zhanci, a man named Xiang Wenbao?"

Ye Zilong knelt on the ground, looking like a slave.

He didn't dare to look up at Ye Wutian.

He continued to explain.

"Xiang Wenbao was personally arranged by Tang Zhengfeng to be with Cao Zhanci!"

"Over the years, Tang Zhengfeng has always had close cooperation with our Temple of the Gods!"

"Unfortunately, Tang Zhengfeng failed to become the head of Dragon Country just because of Ye Wutian's words!"

"Otherwise, the entire Dragon Country would have long since become the most loyal servant of our Temple of the Gods!"

Ye Wutian's face turned extremely cold after hearing this.

"Good, very good!"

"You can live!"

As he spoke, Ye Wutian grabbed Ye Zilong's other intact arm with one hand. He didn't

use much force, just a slight pull.

Ye Zilong, both arms were broken!

He was completely ruined into a useless person!

At this moment, Ye Zilong looked up at Ye Wutian's face. For

a moment, Ye Zilong looked like he was going to die with his eyes wide open! He

yelled out loudly, almost as if it was a conditioned reflex.

"Ye Wutian, it's you!!"