Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

In reality, all of their hopes were placed on Ye Feng.    

Ye Feng's talent was extremely good, such a disciple, his Upper City should be very valued, he would definitely send experts to protect him.    

Otherwise, wouldn't he be courting death if he returned so boldly?    

"Nope."    

"Even though I have entered the Earthly Essence Sect of a fifth-grade sect, the higher ups of the sect did not know that something had happened to the Starlight City, so … I am the only one who has come. "    

Ye Feng laughed and shook his head.    

Everyone was speechless. They looked at each other silently. A person dares to come? Isn't this a thousand miles of giving away a human head?    

"Then? Is it because Young Hero Ye has some kind of powerful treasure with him? "    

Unwilling to give up, Liu Han asked the same question.    

Ye Feng shook his head again.    

At this point, the others could no longer hold on. Their faces were all slightly pale. After all this time, there was only one more person who came to die.    

"Since everyone has the heart to live and die with the City Lord's Mansion, you should put life and death beyond your consideration."    

He replied with a taunt. Seeing their slightly dispirited expressions, Ye Feng was not willing to hurt their morale, so he changed the topic and nodded: "However, I have come here to flatten the three sects."    

"Ye Feng, this is an extremely important matter, it concerns the lives of many people, you cannot ignore it."    

City Lord Hsing became serious and serious.    

"Mayor, don't worry. I never do anything without confidence."    

Ye Feng said while cupping his hands. Then, he raised his head and looked towards the door. In the direction of the hall door, the City Lord's Mansion disciple who had come to report previously had walked in with a triangle-faced Martial Cultivator.    

There was no doubt that this triangle-faced Martial Cultivator was the spy of the Extreme Fire Fort.    

"Release him."    

Ye Feng waved his hand, and the disciple was startled, and immediately let go of the triangle-faced man.    

Just tell them that I, Ye Feng, will be back. That I, Ye Feng, will be waiting for the three old monsters, Ning Shentong, and Sword Master Sha Xin to kneel down in City Lord's Mansion with a time limit of three days. "If you dare disobey, three days later, flatten the three sects and turn them into a river of blood."    

"Huh?"    

The triangle-faced man thought he heard wrongly and looked towards Ye Feng.    

Weng! *    

What awaited him was a violent mental attack. An indescribable pain stabbed into his head, causing him to roll on the ground in pain.    

"Remember, you have to tell me exactly what you want me to say. Do you understand?"    

Withdrawing his Spirit Force, Ye Feng returned to his normal calm expression.    

How could that man dare to say no? He immediately nodded his head in agreement and scrambled out of the hall.    

Not to mention the triangle-faced man, even the other people in the great hall were stunned by Ye Feng's arrogant words.    

Could it be that this kid wanted to rely on verbal sparring to win this war?    

To make the Sect Master s of the three sects kneel and come down in three days, it was simply a fantasy. Just by thinking about it, one could tell that it was impossible.    

Moreover, this reckless act would undoubtedly enrage the three sects. In less than three days, the three sects would be under the command of their troops to attack the City Lord's Mansion.    

This brat … What the hell was going on in that gourd?    

"Ye Feng, do you really believe that you can defeat the three sects?"    

Seeing that everyone was looking puzzled, City Lord Hsing knew that Ye Feng would not speak without thinking, so he cleared his throat and asked.    

"City Lord, rest assured, I am not the Ye Feng of the past, and will not let the three sects chase after me. "There are some things that cannot be revealed at this time. At that time, the city lord will know how much effort I have put in …"    

After hesitating for a few breaths of time, Ye Feng still added.    

It wasn't easy to raise the morale of the people from these parterre sects to fight for City Lord's Mansion, if they thought that he would only boast nonsense, then most likely, they would have already run off the moment they woke up.    

At the very least, they had to calm their hearts down a little.    

"..."    

As the curtain of night fell, the flame dissipated. The high temperature brought by the 'Heavenly Flame' on the back mountain finally came down after a long time.    

The atmosphere of the Extreme Fire Fort in the central hall was extremely gloomy.    

"Crack!"    

The table by Ning Shentong's side suddenly released a groan, and then with a cracking sound, it exploded into pieces.    

The other Martial Cultivator s who were sitting upright and straight below were instantly frightened stiff. But at this time, even Murderer and Mo Wuqing did not dare to speak carelessly.    

"That flame is …" Then Ye Feng's' Heavenly Flame '?! "    

Ning Shentong stood up with a dark face, and looked at the hall, staring at the City Lord's Mansion with hatred.    

Just an hour ago, he and many Martial Cultivator of Three Sects had personally witnessed the monstrous fire. At first, these people thought that it was because of the flames ignited by and the rest, but many people started to cheer.    

However, no one expected it.    

The thirty King Stage Expert s, including Ning Juebi, became ashes under their own cheers. It was only until that wild and untamed declaration of war was heard from afar that everyone realized their mistake.    

Ye Feng!    

It was that stinking brat again.    

Ye Feng's arrival opened the scars on the hearts of Ning Shentong and the rest, and triggered the pain and hatred the three sects were hiding.    

One billion high rank Spiritual Stone.    

And … The blood debt of over a hundred Void Stage disciples had all been owed to Ye Feng.    

The hands of this person could be said to be filled with blood.    

"Ning Juechen, send my master's order. After two hours, all of the experts from the three sects will rise and flatten the City Lord's Mansion."    

"This master wants to personally take off the head of that little beast."    

Ning Shentong's face became gloomy, and issued the order to kill.    

"Brother Ning, please wait."    

Mo Wuqing, who was muttering to himself for a while, anxiously grabbed onto Ning Shentong's arm and asked suspiciously, "That guy's cultivation is limited. He was only in the Emptiness Realm a year ago. How is it possible … To kill thirty kings of the three sects consecutively, there must be a trick involved. "    

"That's right."    

"At least we can do it after we have found out that kid's background. Fort Master Ning, you've waited so many years, is there still such a short period of time?"    

Astral light flew into the eyes of those who had killed the Dao.    

Previously, when Ning Shentong led the thirty experts of the three sects, he was already dissatisfied, but now, without their discussion, Ning Shentong allowed his younger brother Ning Juechen to lead all the experts of the three sects, causing his bloodthirsty heart to become even more furious.    

This is... He was no longer putting himself and Mo Wuqing in his eyes anymore.    

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

"Report!"    

Ning Shentong did not notice the change in expression from the Murderous Heart Taoist, but hearing two people's dissuasion, he went back to his seat angrily. Just at that moment, a figure dashed into the hall.    

"Reporting to Sword Master, your sect's people have spread that Elder Tu's soul jade has been shattered, and news has also come from the Blood Dragon Flag. It has also shattered. "