I awakened the storyteller system

"wind!"

"wind!"

"Gale!"

Countless soldiers behind Meng Yi roared and rushed towards the alien army.

"Uncle Meng, I'll help you."

Fusu let out a roar, covered in purple dragon scales and rushed towards Meng Yi's place.

"Prince! You have transformed into a god!"

Meng Yi looked at Fusu next to him in disbelief. He didn't expect to see Fusu in such a short period of time. Fusu had already broken through to the early stage of incarnation.

Speaking of this, Fusu's face was filled with admiration, and he said to Meng Yi: "Uncle Meng, the reason why I was able to break through to the realm of transforming gods is thanks to my master, otherwise I am afraid that I will die in my whole life." They can only stay in the late stage of Jindan."

"You actually look down on us and are really courting death!"

Seeing Meng Yi and Fu Su having a happy chat, the two strong men from different races couldn't help feeling provoked, roared angrily, and rushed towards them.

"A person who despises, how can I let this young master look at each other directly."

Fu Su looked at the two people rushing over, and said disdainfully, and came behind Ye Wentian while speaking.

Ye Wentian looked at Fusu who was hiding behind him, for a moment he didn't know whether to cry or laugh, and said helplessly: "You have inherited the blood of Emperor Qin, and you are going to be defeated by two people from different races."

When Fu Su heard Ye Wentian's words, he rolled his eyes at Ye Wentian, and thought to himself: Master, you think everyone is like you!Cross-border killings are commonplace.

According to the information obtained by Fusu, almost every battle of Ye Wentian was a murder by leaps and bounds.

"Go away, boy, or you will die here today."

A strong foreigner looked at Ye Wentian and said, the long sword in his hand even slashed towards Ye Wentian.

Ye Wentian said coldly, "Still at thirty."

Then he waved his palm, and the two strong men from different races turned into blood mist.

"Is your Excellency going too far? Let the juniors resolve the battle between the juniors."

At this moment, a voice came from a distance, but all the foreign soldiers who heard that voice looked into the distance with admiration.

"Oh! It's interesting to be at the peak of God Transformation."

Ye Wentian felt the aura of the person coming from a distance, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Because the strong man of the foreign race flying towards this side is a strong man at the peak of becoming a god.

"It was they who came to mess with me, not me."

Ye Wentian looked at the strangely shaped alien strong man in front of him and said coldly.

"Your Excellency, you actually killed my people, so should you also stay alive?"

While speaking, the strong foreigner rushed towards Ye Wentian, and swung the long sword in his hand towards Ye Wentian viciously.

"Oh!"

There was a loud bang, and when the long sword of the strong foreign race touched Ye Wentian's skin, it made a sound like steel colliding.

"how can that be!"

The foreign strong man was surprised to see that his long sword could not leave a trace on Ye Wentian's body.

"nothing is impossible."

Ye Wentian had a faint smile on his lips, and with a sudden force with his right hand, he directly held the long sword in the hand of the strong alien race.

"court death!"

The strong man of the foreign race looked at Ye Wentian, who only had a mid-stage cultivation of the God Transformation, and dared to grab the long sword in his hand, his eyes were full of anger. The strong aliens of different races looked at it.

"Ow!"

Behind the strong alien, a phantom of a three-meter-tall giant wolf slowly gathered, roaring at Ye Wentian.

"That's interesting."

Ye Wentian felt that the aura of this strong foreigner in front of him had increased a lot, so he showed a satisfied smile.

"Oh!"

Following Ye Wentian's punch, both of them retreated dozens of steps.

"war!"

Ye Wentian let out a soft snort, and his palm turned into a sharp sword, and slashed fiercely on the long sword in the hands of a strong foreign race.

"Crack!"

Under the incredulous eyes of everyone, the long sword in the hand of the strong foreign race made a soft sound, and cracks appeared on the long sword.

"I wanted to play with you, but you dare to destroy my weapon. You are really courting death."

As the voice of the strong man of the foreign race fell, the giant wolf behind him also rushed towards Ye Wentian.

"Come on! Come and hit me."

Ye Wentian looked disdainfully at the strong alien race in front of him and taunted him.

"Bang bang bang!"

There was a sound of collision, and the figures of the two of them turned into streamers.

"Who is the prince? Why have I never heard of such a strong man in the Great Qin?"

Meng Yi looked at Ye Wentian, who was constantly colliding with that strong alien, with a face full of disbelief.

It was only two months since he came to this border, and during these two months, there were more such strong people around the prince.

Fusu said with a proud face, "This is Mr. Ye, and also my master. The reason why I can reach the realm of transforming gods is only because of my master's guidance."

"He, he is your master."

Meng Yi looked at Ye Wentian who was going back and forth with that one-meter alien strongman, and couldn't help but stutter.

Not for anything else, just because the Ye Wentian in front of him is really too young, his bone age is only 20 years old.

After fighting with that strong alien for nearly half an hour, Ye Wentian said slowly: "After playing for so long, I've had enough, so go die!"

As soon as Ye Wentian's voice fell, the Tianpo Sword appeared in Ye Wentian's hand.

"One Sword Kurong!"

As soon as Ye Wentian's words fell, the world turned pale instantly, only Ye Wentian's sword light kept flickering.

"how can that be!"

That strong foreigner looked at Ye Wentian with horror on his face, because he felt the threat of death from Ye Wentian's body.

"go to hell!"

Ye Wentian said coldly, the sword light fiercely cut through the void and swung towards the strong man of the foreign race.

"no, do not want."

The foreign strongman looked at the sword energy that was swung over, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and he quickly retreated backwards.

"puff!"

Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of sword energy entering the body. The strong man of the foreign race opened his mouth hard, but he couldn't make a sound, and then his consciousness fell into darkness.

"gone."

Ye Wentian glared angrily at Fusu beside Meng Yi and said.

"Master, here we come."

Fusu had an embarrassing smile on his face, it was obvious that Ye Wentian had not forgotten that he pushed Ye Wentian out just now as a shield.

Meng Yi looked at Fusu who was flying towards the distance behind Ye Wentian, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he murmured: "It seems that His Majesty the Prince has also grown up."