Fighting Po: Yang Emperor

What a big battle!

Wei Yang and others looked up at the sky.

I could see that the sky at this moment was filled with many powerful men from the Nine Netherland Nether Python Clan.

And these people were staring at them with angry gazes at this moment.

In any case, the Nine Netherworld Nether Python Clan is one of the three major ethnic groups in the World of Warcraft. Now someone sneaked into the Holy Land, made such a fuss, and even killed their clan leaders. What a change. No one can stand it.

It can be called a fight to the death!

In the sky, the leader was an old man with a red snake coiled on his shoulder. This great elder was also staring at Yao Ming fiercely at this moment.

And when he looked at the giant black snake lying at Yao Ming's feet, his heart couldn't help but shrink.

Although I was mentally prepared when I arrived, when I actually saw it now, I still couldn't help but feel frightened.

Three Fighting Saints!

"No matter who they are, they will all die today and be buried with the leader of our clan! Otherwise, how can we, the Nine Netherworld Python clan, still gain a foothold in the world of Warcraft?" Beside the old man carrying the snake, a gray-haired old man said angrily vocal channel.

"Underworld Snake Guards listen to the order and capture this person for me, whether he lives or dies!" the gray-haired old man said, pointing at Yao Ming, who was covered in blood and had a ferocious face, and shouted angrily.

"yes!"

Hearing the gray-haired old man shouting angrily, numerous shouts of response suddenly echoed across the world.

Immediately, the sound of breaking wind sounded in vain, and figures wearing snake-shaped armor flashed out from various dark places. In the last few flickers, they appeared in the surrounding void, and many auras were faintly connected together. A kind of encirclement was formed, locking Wei Yang and others, including Yao Ming, tightly.

"The background of the Nether Python Clan in the Nine Netherlands is indeed not weak. Each of these Nether Snake Guards has extremely strong strength, and there is almost perfect tacit cooperation between their actions, and their auras are faintly connected."

Wei Yang glanced at the nearly a hundred Dark Snake Guards around him, and a flash of surprise flashed through his heart.

This was the first time he had seen such an elite Dou Zun-level team unite, and their combat power should not be underestimated.

It can be called a real big killer.

Swish, swish, swish!

Another burst of breaking wind sounded.

After the Underworld Snake Guard, the elders and leaders also dispersed from the sky, forming a huge and strange formation, once again forming an outer siege, trapping Wei Yang and the Underworld Snake Guard.

Seeing this, Wei Yang and others also frowned slightly.

As the saying goes, a good man cannot stand against a large number of people. After all, this is the home base of the Netherworld Python Clan in the Nine Netherworld. Facing this kind of joint lineup, even the strongest Dou Sheng can't get anything good.

It is a bit difficult to withstand the repeated attacks of such a luxurious formation combination in an environment like Jiuyou Huangquan.

After all, at the core of the formation, the old man with the red snake on his shoulder was a genuine one-star late-stage Fighting Saint.

Moreover, at some key nodes of the formation, there are also semi-saints who are powerful.

Of course, the trouble is a bit more troublesome, but it’s not really unsolvable.

Wei Yang's eyes narrowed, and the fingers of the palm hidden in the wide sleeves of the robe slowly curled up. Among them, a small black sun was looming.

Seriously, there's nothing that a nuclear bomb can't solve.

If so, take another one!

The worst case scenario is that both sides will suffer losses.

The environment here in Diyuan amplified the power of nuclear bombs by several points.

Under that kind of big explosion, even with the help of Jiuyou Huangquan, they had to kneel down.

However, in this way, the Nether Python Clan of Jiuyou Earth would be completely disabled.

This is exactly the result that Wei Yang does not want to see.

After all, Wei Yang felt a little distressed after killing a Yao Xiaotian.

In his eyes, every Nine Netherworld Python is a power that belongs to his future subordinates!

Yao Xiaotian has no choice but to kill him. If he wants to completely conquer the entire Jiuyou Underworld Python Clan, Yao Xiaotian must die. Otherwise, Yao Ming will not be able to secure his position in a short time, and may even cause this clan to rebel. Civil war and secession.

Of course, although Yao Xiaotian is dead, it will not be wasted. The corpse, magic core, blood essence, and residual soul are all there. At the worst, he can be refined into a living puppet.

As for the other snakes, Wei Yang didn't want to lose too much, including the great elder.

Therefore, he looked at Yaoming and asked via voice transmission: "Yaoming, can you handle it? If you can't handle it and have no choice but to do it, then I will go on a killing spree!"

"Master, please don't worry, just leave it to me to solve the problem." Yao Ming responded via voice transmission.

"Chiefs of each tribe, please go back today. I will resolve the matters here with the elders."

Seeing that Wei Yang and the others had been successfully surrounded, the old snake-carrying man's eyes flickered, and he suddenly turned his head and spoke in a deep voice to the tribal leaders not far away.

Hearing this, the tribal leaders hesitated for a moment, feeling somewhat reluctant.

But in the end, he still didn't dare to disobey the great elder's order and nodded slowly.

After all, they all know that now that the clan leader is dead, the power in the clan will most likely fall into the hands of the great elder, who will become the new clan leader.

"Hey, Great Elder, you are so eager to drive away these tribal leaders, do you want to get rid of me again without anyone noticing?" However, at this moment, a sneer suddenly sounded. .

Many eyes followed the sound.

Yao Ming, who was covered in blood, looked up to the sky and let out a long breath. He waved his sleeves and put away Yao Xiaotian's body.

Then, he raised his head with a ferocious expression, wiped away the blood on his face, and revealed his true face. He looked at the many strong men of the Nine Netherworld Python, walked over step by step, and asked solemnly: "Everyone, do you still know me?"

Looking at Yao Ming's face that was somewhat similar to Yao Xiaotian's, all the members of the Jiuyou Earth Python Clan present were stunned.

After a while, some elders screamed in disbelief: "You, you are the leader of the Yao Ming clan? How is that possible?! You, didn't you go crazy in your cultivation and fall?"

"Clan Leader Yao Ming?!"

"It seems that he is the biological eldest brother of the Xiaotian clan leader, the previous clan leader. However, the Xiaotian clan leader said that he had died due to going crazy while practicing martial arts and had disappeared for hundreds of years. How could he appear again now?"

"The person who killed the Xiaotian clan leader was actually the previous clan leader?"

"this."

There was an uproar at the scene.

Many members of the Jiuyou Earth Python Clan felt a little confused at this moment.

And when he heard the many whispers that echoed through the sky, the great elder's face suddenly twitched, and he felt a little panicked.

He quickly shouted coldly: "Everyone, be quiet. Patriarch Yao Ming has been dead for hundreds of years. Don't be fooled by this guy! This person and these guys of unknown origin are all accomplices who killed our leader Xiaotian. He deliberately disguised himself as the previous clan leader, hoping to cause unrest within our clan so that they could escape smoothly. Elders, hurry up and kill him!"

Hearing this, the elders looked startled, but their subordinates seemed a little hesitant.

"Haha, Great Elder, are you so eager to kill people and silence them?"

Seeing this, Yao Ming looked up to the sky and laughed, then turned his eyes to several elders, "Elder Xian, Elder Ming, Elder Liu, you were the closest people to me back then. Open your eyes and take a good look. Could it be that you even recognize me?" Aren’t you coming out?”

As he spoke, Yao Ming showed off his aura to his heart's content.

The three pale-haired elders carefully scanned Yao Ming's body, feeling his aura, and a little excitement suddenly appeared on their faces, saying: "It seems that Yao Ming is really the leader of the clan. His aura is quite good for the three of us." Familiar!”

"Yes, it is indeed very similar to the aura of Patriarch Yaoming back then."

"Ming Chang, you three can't talk nonsense here and disturb the hearts of the clan!"

"Clan Chief Yaoming has been dead for hundreds of years. I and Chief Xiaotian had already confirmed this back then. This person is just an impostor who came out of nowhere. As for the aura, someone must have stolen it from our clan. The essence and blood left by the previous clan leader in the treasure house are integrated into the body. He is the murderer of the Xiaotian clan leader. Everyone has seen this with their own eyes. Do you want to rebel against the clan? The elder stared at the three men with dark eyes and shouted coldly.

"Great Elder, this is really the Yao Ming clan leader. We will not admit our mistakes. Is there any misunderstanding in this? It's not too late to ask clearly first." The three elders said hurriedly.