Chapter 1787: Ning Shentong's Anger Is Still Burning

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 raising his hands and saying something, 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 Qingqing to kneel down and surrender. The time limit is three days. How dare you 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 you have to appease their hearts a little bit.

…

As night fell, the firelight dissipated, and it took a long time for the blazing temperature brought by the strange fire on the back mountain 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 clicking sound.

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 first, these people thought it was the fire intention inspired by Ning Juebi and others from 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.

Ye Feng's arrival opened up 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, pass on this fortress lord's order. In one hour, all the strong men from the three sects will be mobilized to destroy the city lord's mansion."

"This fortress lord will personally take off the head of that little beast."

Ning Shentong, who was still furious, had a gloomy face and issued a killing order.

"Brother Ning, wait a minute."

Mo Wuqing, who had been pondering for a while, hurriedly suppressed Ning Shentong's raised arm and said suspiciously, "That kid has limited cultivation. He was only in the virtual realm a few years ago. How could he... kill thirty kings from my three sects in a row? I'm afraid there must be a trick."

"That's right."

"At least wait until you find out the details of that kid before taking action. Fortress lord Ning, you have waited for so many years. Is it still a short time?"

The eyes of the killer Taoist also flew a little starlight.

Ning Shentong had previously let Ning Juebi lead thirty strong men from the three sects, which had already made him dissatisfied. Now, Ning Shentong had let his cousin Ning Juechen lead all the strong men from the three sects without their consultation, which made the Taoist Shaxin even more angry.

This... he no longer takes himself and Mo Wuqing seriously.

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

"Report!"

Ning Shentong did not notice that the Taoist Shaxin had a different expression. After listening to the two people's dissuasion, he could not help but sit back angrily. But at this moment, a figure rushed into the hall.

"Sword Master, your sect sent someone to inform that Elder Tu's soul jade was broken. There was also news from the Blood Dragon Flag that the soul jades of the seven king-level elders... were also broken."