As he finished speaking, a dozen figures rose from the sky in the courtyard of the City Lord's Mansion.
The two leading people are Feng Jia, the current head of Feng Yu Tower, and his mother Feng Chi.
"I, Feng Yulou, ask myself, as we have always been in harmony with your Yin Yang Sect, are you going too far in bullying others?" Feng Jia looked at the other party and said in a deep voice.
"It's a good thing to say, don't offend the river!" The God of Death responded coldly.
"The leader of the Shengtian Sect, Mo Tiannai, is my junior fellow student. You, Feng Yulou, teamed up with outsiders to overthrow the Shengtian Sect, and even killed my junior brother. Now you come to tell me that the water in a well does not offend the river?"
"What a joke. I have been dealing with Mo Tian all my life, and this is the first time I heard that he has a senior brother!" Feng Jia snorted coldly.
How could he not know what the other person was thinking!
This is because they saw that the Shengtian Sect had been destroyed and there was no sect in the entire Shengtian City that they were afraid of, so they just wanted to take advantage of it!
"Do I still need to report to you about my relationship with my junior brother?" Death changed the subject after finishing speaking.
"Stop talking nonsense. If you don't surrender, then wait until the sect is destroyed!"
"I would like to advise you, Shengtian City is not the soft persimmon you think it is!" Fengchi frowned and said in a deep voice.
"Before things get too big, you'd better take your people and leave here, otherwise, you'll be responsible for all the consequences!"
"Haha, are you counting on that boy named Ling to save you?" Death sneered.
"It would be best if he dares to come. He has killed so many people in the Yin Yang Sect, and I haven't had time to settle the score with him yet!"
"Do you know Mr. Ling?" Fengchi was slightly startled.
As he spoke, his heart skipped a beat. Since the other party knew about Ling Hao's existence and dared to come to Shengtianmen to look for trouble, he was obviously well prepared.
She had already checked the Death God's cultivation level just now, but she didn't sense any fluctuations in his aura. He was obviously above her.
Originally, he wanted to wait for Ling Hao to come to the rescue, but now that he heard what the other party said, his heart clenched again.
"You think I came here to avenge him without knowing clearly who killed my junior brother?" Death responded coldly.
"That boy is lucky. He just happened to have a problem with my junior brother's practice and his cultivation level dropped. Otherwise, how could he be my junior brother's opponent with his little three-legged cat kung fu!"
"If he dares to come today, this Holy City will be his burial place!"
After finishing speaking, he raised his hand and spoke in a deep voice.
"Everyone obeys the order. Anyone in the City Lord's Mansion who is unwilling to surrender will be killed!"
"Copy that!" Three to four hundred people responded at the same time, and their aura immediately increased, and the coercive aura in the void became stronger again.
"Mr. Feng, we are here to help you!"
At this moment, an old man's voice sounded.
Then we saw seven or eight waves of people coming from different directions in the city, each wave numbering around a hundred people.
These people are members of the top sects in Shengtian City, and their skills are not weak.
"A bunch of ants!" Death glanced at the seven or eight hundred people with a disdainful expression on his face.
Among these people, the strongest one only had late-stage extraordinary strength, so naturally he was not taken seriously by a strong Taoist like him.
"Thank you, Mr. Yu and all the heads!" Fengchi said loudly at the same time.
"They are members of the Yin Yang Sect and are very strong. You are no match for them. Don't make fearless sacrifices!"
"Mr. Feng, what you said is out of context!" Another old man responded loudly.
"Shengtian City is the home of all of us. If the city is in trouble, it is our unshirkable responsibility!"
"Even if you are defeated, you still have to fight hard. If you kill one person, it will be enough. If you kill two people, it will be considered as profit!"
"Fight them!" Seven to eight hundred people responded loudly at the same time.
"I don't know whether to live or die!" The God of Death raised his hand again: "Since they want to die, let them be killed."
Wow!
Following his order, three to four hundred Yin and Yang envoys activated at the same time, holding two-meter sickles in their hands and rushing toward the crowd.
