Chapter 1787 Ning Shen Tong, whose anger never goes away

Hearing this, everyone in the hall looked at Ye Feng with deep meaning. The strength of the City Lord's Mansion was limited. The Star City Lord alone was still a loser against the three factions. Situ

In fact, their hope lies in Ye Feng.

Ye Feng's talent is extremely good. Such a disciple should be highly valued by Shangcheng. He will definitely send experts to accompany him to protect him.

Otherwise, if he came back so rashly, wouldn't he be sending himself to death?

"No."

"Although I became a member of Diyuan Sect, a fifth-grade sect, the sect's senior officials did not know that something had happened in Starlight City, so... I was the only one here."

Ye Feng smiled faintly and shook his head.

Everyone immediately fell silent, silently looking at me and me at you. If you dare to come here alone, isn't this just giving away someone's head after thousands of miles?

"Then? Does Ye Shaoxia have some powerful treasure in his body?"

Liu Han, who was unwilling to do so, also asked.

Ye Feng shook his head again.

At this moment, the others could no longer hold their own, and all of them turned a little blue. After working for a long time, there was just one more person to die.

"Since you are determined to live and die with the City Lord's Mansion, you should put life and death aside."

He answered with a hint of sarcasm. Seeing the depressed looks on these people's faces, Ye Feng did not want to damage their morale too much. He changed his tone and nodded: "But I am here just to defeat the three sects."

"Ye Feng, this matter is of great importance and involves the lives of many people. We must not take it lightly."

Star City Lord also straightened his expression and said solemnly.

"Don't worry, City Lord, I never do anything I'm not sure of."

After saying something with cupped hands, Ye Feng raised his head and glanced at the door. In the direction of the palace door, the disciples of the City Lord's Mansion who had come to report had already walked in with a pointed-faced warrior who looked exhausted.

There is no doubt that this sharp-faced warrior must be the spy of Jihuo Fort.

"Let him go."

Ye Feng waved his hand, and the disciple was stunned for a moment, then he let go of the sharp-faced man.

"Let you go back and take my words back to the three sects. Tell me that I, Ye Feng, have returned and will wait in the city lord's mansion for the three old monsters Ning Shentong, Killing Heart Sword Master, and Mo Wuqing to kneel down and surrender. The time limit is three days. Don't you dare not From now on, after three days, the three sects will be crushed and their blood will flow like rivers."

"ah?"

The sharp-faced man thought there was something wrong with his ears and looked up at Ye Feng.

Buzz!

What awaited him was a violent mental shock, and the indescribable pain pierced his head, causing him to roll on the spot.

"Remember, you must bring your own words verbatim, do you understand?"

Withdrawing his mental power, Ye Feng returned to his original calm expression.

The man dared to say no, so he immediately nodded in agreement and rushed out of the hall in a hurry.

Not to mention that the sharp-faced man was dizzy, even everyone else in the hall was stunned by Ye Feng's wild words.

Is it possible that this kid wants to win this war by talking?

In three days, asking the leaders of the three sects to kneel down and surrender is simply a fantasy. Even if you think about it with your toes, you know that this is impossible.

Moreover, this arbitrary and arrogant move will undoubtedly completely anger the three factions. I am afraid that in less than three days, the three factions will attack the city lord's palace with their troops.

This kid...what kind of medicine is being sold in the gourd?

"Ye Feng, are you really confident that you can defeat the three factions?"

Seeing that everyone looked puzzled, Star City Lord knew that Ye Feng would not take the target lightly, so he cleared his throat and asked.

"City Lord, please rest assured, I am not the same Ye Feng as I used to be. I will not let the three factions chase me and run away anymore. There are some things that are inconvenient to reveal at this time. Then the City Lord will be able to know the hard work I have put in..."

After hesitating for a few breaths, Ye Feng added.

These grassroots sects have finally raised their determination to fight for the city lord's palace. If they think that they can only talk nonsense, I am afraid that when they wake up, all these people will have run away.

At least it has to appease their hearts a little bit.

…

As night fell, the firelight dissipated, and the blazing temperature brought by the strange fire on the back mountain took a long time to cool down.

In Extreme Fire Castle, the atmosphere in the central hall was extremely gloomy.

"Crack!"

The table beside Ning Shentong suddenly let out an overwhelmed groan, and then exploded into countless pieces with a crack.

The other warriors sitting at attention below were suddenly frightened, but at this time, even Taoist Murderous Heart and Mo Qingwu did not dare to say anything randomly.

"That flame is...that Ye Feng's strange fire?!"

Ning Shentong stood up with a sullen face, looking across the hall and looking toward the direction of the City Lord's Mansion with hatred.

Just half an hour ago, he, as well as many warriors from the three sects, witnessed the monstrous fire with their own eyes. At the beginning, these people thought it was the fire intention inspired by Ning Juebi and others in Jihuo Bao, and many people cheered.

But no one expected it.

Thirty king-level experts, including Ning Juebi, were reduced to ashes amidst their own cheers. It was not until the unruly declaration of war was heard in the distance that everyone realized their mistake.

Ye Feng!

It's that brat again.

The arrival of Ye Feng opened the scars in the hearts of Ning Shentong and others, and also aroused the pain and hatred buried in the three sects.

One billion high-grade spiritual stones.

And...the blood debts of hundreds of virtual realm disciples will all be counted on Ye Feng.

This man's hands are full of blood.

"Ning Juechen, please pass on the command from the Lord of the Castle. After an hour, all three factions of strong men will gather to defeat the City Lord's Mansion."

"The head of that little beast, my Lord, will personally take it off."

The furious Ning Shentong looked gloomy and issued a killing order.

"Brother Ning, wait a minute."

Mo Wuqing, who had been pondering for a long time, hurriedly suppressed Ning Shentong's raised arm and said suspiciously, "That boy's cultivation is limited. He was only in the Void Realm a few years ago. How could he... kill three of my three sects in a row? In the realm of ten kings, there is only fraud.”

"good."

"At least wait until we find out the details of that kid before taking action. Lord Ning, after waiting for so many years, is there still such a short time to go?"

Taoist Killing Heart also had a little starlight flying in his eyes.

Previously, Ning Shentong had asked Ning Juebi to command thirty strong men from the three sects, which had already made him dissatisfied. Now, without their consultation, Ning Shentong had asked his clan brother Ning Juechen to lead all the strong men from the three sects, which made Taoist Killing Heart even more dissatisfied. My heart is filled with anger.

This means... he no longer takes himself and Mo Qingqing seriously.

However, due to the latter's powerful cultivation, he could only swallow this dissatisfaction.

"Report!"

Ning Shentong didn't notice the difference in Taoist Killing Heart's expression. After listening to the two people's dissuasion, he couldn't help but sit down angrily and go back. But at this moment, a figure flew into the hall.

"Reporting to the Sword Master, your sect has sent people to report that Elder Tu's soul jade is broken. There is also news from the Blood Dragon Banner that the soul jade of seven king realm elders...has also been broken."