701: C701 Touch

C701 Touch

That soft voice made everyone present stunned. Although the people of the Yerli tribe had always been looking forward to the arrival of the Xue Ye Pavilion, they did not have the slightest bit of confidence. The entire Wuyue State was incomparably large, and the Xue Ye Pavilion was drifting erratically. How much of a coincidence would it be to be able to come here?

As for the people from the Zhuang Clan, they had never thought that the Xue Ye Pavilion would appear here. The Zhuang Clan was currently the most powerful Tribes in the entire Wuyue State, and even the Chi Rong tribe and the others were not his match.

Of course, they had heard of the Xue Ye Pavilion before, but to the gigantic Zhuang Family, it was nothing more than a small ant. There was no need for Zhuang Family to look at him in the eye. When he saw him, he would just kick him to death, and there was no need to keep him in his heart.

Furthermore, with Zhuang Clan's strength, he simply could not understand why Xue Ye Pavilion would do this. To them, the weak Tribes was just a target of their oppression, something they could kill easily. In their eyes, the Xue Ye Pavilion who had spent resources to take care of these Tribes were only a naked fool!

Ah!" Patriarch, we are saved! " An elder of the Yelie tribe shouted excitedly. Even though he was prepared to die, who would care to live?

"Xue Ye Pavilion, it's Xue Ye Pavilion!"

"The Xue Ye Pavilion has come to save us! We are saved!"

Cheers of surprise and joy came out of Yerli tribe's mouth one after another. Within his originally lifeless eyes, hope resurfaced.

Not far away, the eyes of the elderly and children of common pack tribe who were on the verge of death all lit up. They were already shoulder-to-shoulder with death, but maybe the Xue Ye Pavilion could give them light once more.

Under everyone's hopeful gazes, groups of White Cloth Disciple slowly appeared in front of them. Behind the White Cloth Disciple s, a Golden City the size of a palaces slowly floated in the air.

A few White Cloth Disciple s came flying down from the sky and landed in the midst of the young and old people in the common pack tribe. Rays of milky white light were emitted from the White Cloth Disciple's bodies, enveloping them.

Under the enveloping of the white light, these Clansmen who could only wail in pain before, seemed to have returned into the embrace of their mother. A warm and comfortable feeling made them feel as if they had fallen into a dream.

There were many old and young people in common pack tribe, and there were tens of thousands of them. However, the speed of the White Cloth Disciple s was also extremely fast. Their bodies flashed as white light swirled around them, and for a moment, the entire common pack tribe was surrounded by these milky white light ribbons. Pieces of white light floated and covered everyone's bodies.

Not long after, as if a miracle had happened, the people who were on the verge of death started to glow again, and their eyes started to shine.

A Old Man with a face full of wrinkles, with two streams of tears flowing down, kneeled on the ground respectfully, paying his respects to all the White Cloth Disciple s. When the rest of the Clansmen saw this, they also followed the old man and knelt down.

All the White Cloth Disciple, in their fear, also had incomparable satisfaction.

A young disciple came forward and helped Old Man up, "Old sir, there is no need to thank me so much, this is what we should do."

Old Man tightly held onto the disciple's hands and his lips lightly trembled, but no one knew what he had said. These people had saved the life of their race, so a simple word of thanks was unable to describe their feelings.

Boom!" With a slight vibration, the golden city landed in the center of the Yelie tribe. Three white-robed elders walked out and stood around the city.

"Zhuang Family, leave! The small tribe also had the right to live. You must know that the entire Wuyue State is not yours, but everyone's. " An indifferent voice, with a trace of gentleness, slowly sounded from the city.

"Hahaha!" The Blood Armored General standing in front of everyone laughed out wildly when he heard this, "Pretending to be mysterious, my Zhuang Family is the master of this Mainland, and this Wuyue State is my Zhuang Family's. Originally, this reputed one did not place any importance on you. If you are sensible, this Xue Ye Pavilion of yours should scram far away. "

"Today, you actually ran in front of me and fought against my Zhuang Family. This is simply too much! When my tens of thousands of Soldier move and take this damned thing of yours off, the hidden generations will all come out to offer their sacrifices to the flag! " Facing such a small power that didn't know his place, Blood Armored General's words were merciless.

The expression of the Yerli tribe s changed slightly as they shouted loudly, "Protect the Xue Ye Pavilion!" As his voice fell, the few thousand Soldier s surrounded the Golden City without hesitation. And under the lead of the Old Man, the who had been saved by the other White Cloth Disciple, rushed towards him without fear.

They did not have any cultivation on them, so the only thing they could do was to use their bodies to block one attack for the people of the Xue Ye Pavilion. For this, they would not turn back, and would rather die than retreat half a step.

They knew what would happen if they rushed forward. They also knew what was waiting for them ahead. However, they did not hesitate!

"Kill!" Blood Armored General shouted as countless Soldier began to slowly press their way towards him.

A faint sigh came from the Golden City. The Golden Light spread out, enveloping the people of Tribes. All the White Cloth Disciple s also quickly stopped the people from Tribes and protected them.

"Although we have the heart of mercy, we also have the means to eliminate evil! Elder Wei, it's time for you to take action. "

The eyes of the three white-clothed Old Man s who were guarding the surroundings of the Golden City shone as they shouted loudly, "We are in compliance with Vice Pavilion Master's orders!"

After these words were spoken, three surging auras were suddenly emitted from the bodies of the three people.

This aura soared into the sky, stirring up the clouds in all directions. The tyrannical sound of the wind started blowing. The three of them pointed at their own foreheads at the same time. A cyan light appeared, and a cyan page glowing with light slowly appeared between their eyebrows.2

Wei Shi and the other two revealed all their cultivation, causing the tens of thousands of black-armoured Soldier s that were slowly approaching them to suddenly stop.

Monarch, and an extremely strong one at that! Even an army would be unable to move against such an expert.

As for Blood Armored General, and the one who was laughing coldly at the side, their expressions suddenly changed. Any one of these three auras was enough to crush them.

The domineering aura of the Black-robed elder had disappeared long ago and there was a trace of unsightly expression on his face. He never thought that this unknown little power would actually have three peak Saint s.

With that level of strength, even if he were to fight with the Top Tribes, he might not lose out. Such a strong warrior, even in the Zhuang Family, would receive the highest treatment. How could he appear in such a small power?

This pavilion master of the Xue Ye Pavilion, who exactly was he?

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