Chapter 1522: Don’t talk about martial ethics! !

Everyone was shocked when they heard this.

"The seventh level? Lord Chosen One, do you mean the martial arts corresponding to the seventh level?" Black Claw's breathing was a little rapid.

"That's right." Ye Chuyun nodded, "Since the technique can create the sixth level, the seventh level is theoretically possible."

“Although it is extremely difficult, we must try.”

"If we succeed, we will be truly qualified to fight against the Dragonborn King's Court."

Upon hearing this, the fire of hope was rekindled in everyone's hearts.

Yes, they have the Chosen One.

He can always create miracles.

After the meeting, the resources of the four dynasties were integrated, and the blueprints obtained from Tiandao were also put into practice with the efforts of everyone.

Altar of the Burning Sun, Arctic Ice Cave, Poisonous Swamp, Eye of the Hurricane.

Countless warriors who were stuck at the bottleneck rushed in to practice and try to break through.

Ye Chuyun was immersed in the deduction of the seventh-level martial arts, and left all other matters to Huo Da.

Ever since he led the Rock Tribe to war, Hoda seemed to be living a second life, becoming more and more passionate.

Now, even without much practice, I have reached the third level, and I feel a lot younger.

Now Hoda is concentrating on handling internal affairs, and he leads other elders to manage the entire Rock Tribe in order.

If Qian Duoduo were here, he would definitely have a lot in common with Huoda.

On the surface, the entire Rock Tribe is developing in an increasingly better direction.

As long as they are given some time, they may really be able to pose a threat to the Dragon King's Court.

However, the Dragonborn Royal Court obviously did not intend to give them this opportunity for stable development.

.....

It was the morning of the seventh day after Ye Chuyun conquered the four dynasties.

Woo buzz——!

A penetrating horn sounded instantly throughout the Lieyang Dynasty.

Everyone who heard the horn, no matter where they were or what they were doing, felt an inexplicable tightness in their hearts.

Immediately afterwards, dark clouds rolled in from the distant sky, covering the entire dynasty.

After a closer look, everyone found that it was not dark clouds, but a blood mist formed by the majestic energy and blood, covering the sky and the sun.

"Here I come!" Ye Chuyun suddenly opened his eyes, his figure flashed, and he appeared outside the hall, looking into the distance to the north.

Others also rushed out, their faces changed drastically.

In the distant sky, a dark shadow was approaching at an alarming speed.

They do not ride on flying vehicles, but soar into the sky with their own power.

The eight figures in the lead had blood and energy rushing into the sky, like eight suns of different colors.

There were actually eight Dragon Blood Guards, all of whom had reached the sixth level of cultivation.

Behind them were tens of thousands of figures, all wearing uniform dark golden dragon-patterned armor. They had a powerful aura, and the lowest level of cultivation was at the fourth level, with fifth-level auras common.

The lineup is so luxurious that it is breathtaking!

But that's nothing.

Higher up in the sky, inside a golden chariot pulled by nine dragons transformed from qi and blood, one can vaguely see a man sitting on a horse with a golden sword.

He was wearing a dark golden dragon robe, his face was blurry, only his pair of red pupils were clearly visible.

The man looked down at the earth indifferently, like an emperor inspecting his territory.

Dragon Emperor!

He actually came in person!

"The fight between ants is quite lively." The lazy voice sounded again, but with a hint of cold murderous intent.

"It's a pity that the noise was too much and disturbed my rest."

"Destroy it."

The Dragon Emperor didn't even want to waste time talking and just waved his hand lightly.

"The Dragon Emperor has ordered this place to be razed to the ground, leaving no one alive!"

The leader of the Dragon Blood Guards, a sturdy man whose aura had reached the late sixth level, gave the order to attack with a voice as loud as thunder.

"kill!!!"

Earth-shaking shouts of killing broke out, and the warriors of the Dragon King's Court descended from the sky and launched a direct charge.

"Form a formation and defend!" Ye Chuyun shouted sternly.

Black Claw, Giant Mountain, Fiery Sun King and other sixth-level strongmen immediately took off into the air and tried to intercept the other side.

The soldiers below also quickly formed a battle formation.

However, as soon as the battle began, it became one-sided.

In the sky, Black Claw faced off against a Dragon Blood Guard.

He still used four-color energy to attack, but the opponent just snorted coldly and punched out.

The fist, with pure power that could shatter everything, directly blasted away Black Claw's energy attack, and shocked Black Claw so much that he retreated repeatedly, causing the blood circulation in his body to become chaotic.

After just one encounter, Black Claw was at a disadvantage.

Jushan resisted the attack of another guard, but was stunned by three consecutive punches from the opponent.

King Lieyang and Queen Bingpo joined forces to deal with a royal guard, but they could only barely hold on.

Not to mention the other two, they could only run away.

Eight versus six, a double crushing of quantity and quality.

The Dragon Blood Guards' combat experience, skills, and physical strength far surpass theirs.

The battle below was even more brutal.

The individual strength of the Dragonborn warriors is too strong, they are well-equipped, and have good coordination. Their attacks often have a special ability that can cause tearing damage.

The Rock Tribe often needs three or four people to barely withstand the attack of one opponent.

Moreover, in terms of numbers, the Dragon King's Court has the advantage.

Casualties began to soar instantly.

"No, the gap is too big!"

Yan was covered in blood. He roared and knocked back a dragon warrior, but his own knuckles were cracked.

Ye Chuyun frowned as he watched. If this continued, defeat was only a matter of time.

He couldn't bear to see his hard work destroyed.

Taking a deep breath, Ye Chuyun mobilized his vast magical power and was about to launch a large-scale attack to interfere with the battle.

However, just when he was about to attack, the power of rules suddenly descended, instantly suppressing his magic power firmly in his body.

[Warning: Navigator Ye Chuyun, this is a battle for the tribe's advancement assessment. The rules limit you to not directly interfering with the progress of the battle. You can only indirectly influence it through previously granted skills, provided resources, etc. Please follow the assessment rules!]

"What?!" Ye Chuyun's face suddenly changed.

He tried to break through the suppression of the rules by force, but found that it was like an ant trying to shake a tree, and he was completely powerless.

The power of the rules of heaven is far beyond what he can contend with now.

He instantly recalled that in every previous battle, whether it was the conquest of the Giant Rock Tribe or the Four Dynasties, he had indeed never taken direct action. The most he did was open the space gate to transport troops or provide resources for martial arts.

The real battles are always fought by the warriors of the Rock Tribe themselves.

It turns out that this is a restriction of the assessment rules.

His previous subconscious behavior just happened to be in line with the rules.

But at this moment, the rules clearly prohibited him from intervening directly.

"Damn it!" Ye Chuyun felt so powerless for the first time.

He watched helplessly as his soldiers fought bloody battles below, fell down one after another, and were completely suppressed.

He could only be a bystander.

What to do now?