Everyone in the Ning family was heartbroken, crying and crying.
They originally thought that their clan leader was saved, but they never expected that he would still die in the end!?
This scene, which was beyond everyone's expectations, shocked and angered the Ning family.
"The patriarch of the Ning family... was still killed!?"
"How is this possible! Guanzhu Lu has clearly taken action, but he still failed to save him!?"
"Who is that kid!? Even Guanzhu Lu can't stop him?!"
Everyone in the Seven Guwu Clan was horrified. They could not imagine what a powerful opponent they faced this time.
Especially the head of the Qin family broke out in a cold sweat. He was thankful in his heart that he had not followed the Ning family and the Yan family into the competition just now. Otherwise, he would have become a corpse now.
Ning Zhengrong's death not only shocked and angered the Seventh Ancient Warrior Clan, but also stunned the ancient warriors from the Three Mountains and Five Sects who came.
"This little bastard... was able to surpass Guanzhu Lu and kill Ning Zhengrong? It's really incredible!" Xu Damagang was also shocked.
"Amazing!" The ancient warriors of Tianshan Mountain admired sincerely.
"Heroes are born in youth!" Gu Wu from Kunlun Mountain also had to admit.
"Grandpa, we are rich!" The descendants of Tianji, one of the five divination sects, and the gamblers behind them all suppressed the excitement in their hearts and did not cheer out.
"Haha, when did I miss it?" Tian Jizi smiled mysteriously, but in fact, he was very unsure just now.
At this moment, on the referee's bench.
Lu Daoxuan, the temple owner of Baiyun Temple, clenched his fists and his face was filled with anger.
He had clearly said something just now that he would protect Ning Zhengrong.
In the end, he was killed by Ye Feng with a sword!
Looking at the whisk that was broken into two parts, Lu Daoxuan's face became even more angry.
This not only destroyed one of his weapons, but also slapped himself in the face in public.
If you can't even protect the people you want to protect on your own territory, if this matter spreads out, wouldn't Baiyun Temple and your own reputation be destroyed in one day!?
"That's unreasonable!"
Lu Daoxuan shouted angrily.
"You didn't listen to dissuasion and went to my Baiyun Temple without permission, killing innocent people indiscriminately! Destroy my whisk!"
"Don't you take me seriously?"
Faced with Lu Daoxuan's furious questioning, Ye Feng said calmly: "Today is a duel between me and the Seventh Guwu Clan. The battle will be final. What does it have to do with you?"
"Besides, before the war started, it was also what you said: fists and feet have no eyes, swords are ruthless, and life and death are self-reliant!"
"Why, now you have to change your story again!?"
Faced with Ye Feng's repeated contradictions, Lu Daoxuan became increasingly angry.
"What a sharp-tongued boy who doesn't know how to live or die!"
"Don't think that just because you have some skills as a three-legged cat, you can run wild in our Baiyun Temple!"
"Let me tell you - on my territory, my words are imperial edicts!"
"I can only kill those who I allow to be killed, and no one can touch those who are not allowed to be killed!"
Hearing this, Ye Feng laughed: "I just moved and killed you, what can you do!?"
"Then you are asking for death!!!"
As he spoke, Lu Daoxuan's Taoist robe suddenly swelled up, and his whole body was filled with murderous aura.
When he met Lu Daoxuan, he argued and turned against Ye Feng over Ning Zhengrong's death.
Everyone in the Guwu Seven Clan suddenly became energetic and seized this opportunity for revenge.
They all pulled out their weapons and loudly echoed: "Ancient martial arts cannot be insulted!"
"Ye Feng! For these six lives today, we will make you pay with blood!" This chapter has been completed!
