Yan Feihu's words seemed to be well-intentioned, but when he spoke, his eyes did not leave Purple Phoenix Saint, Bai Xian'er and the others for a moment, and the burning greed in his eyes was not concealed.
From Yan Feihu's point of view, he really didn't need to hide.
God respects strength and pays attention to the laws of the forest. Bloody examples of the weak eating the strong are commonplace in God.
Haotian Sect is just a declining hidden sect, what is there to be afraid of?
The Flame Sect is backed by the lineage of the Flame God, and there are strong men at the Creation Realm level within the sect, which is why Yan Feihu is so confident.
Furthermore, based on the current strength comparison between the two sides, Yan Feihu has already reached the primary stage of the Immortal Realm. Of course, his cultivation is basically due to the Flame Sect's numerous resources.
The old man with gray hair and black clothes next to Yan Feihu is named Yankong. He is Yan Feihu's protector. His cultivation level has reached the high level of the Immortal Realm, which is higher than Old Man Ye's martial arts cultivation level.
As for the remaining disciples of the Flame Sect, they are all above the life and death realm, and several have reached the peak of the life and death realm.
On Ye Junlang's side, Old Man Ye is the only one who is strong in the Immortal Realm, and the only ones in the Life and Death Realm are the Purple Phoenix Saint and the Son of Destruction. Ye Junlang, Tantai Lingtian, Dikong, and Wolf Boy are all quasi-life and death.
The rest of the people are at the level of the Divine Realm.
In this way, comparing the strengths of the two sides, the gap is not as big as usual.
Purple Phoenix Saint, Bai Xian'er, Tantai Mingyue, and the Witch all sensed the malicious feeling shown by Yan Feihu when he looked at them, and the greedy desire was simply undisguised.
This made Purple Phoenix Saint and others frown slightly, feeling extremely uncomfortable.
After hearing what Yan Feihu said, Ye Junlang smiled calmly and said: "The reason why our Haotian Sect is reclusive is that we do not compete with the outside world, nor do we have contact with other external forces, so as not to be involved in cause and effect. So Young Master Yan's
I understand the good intentions, our Haotian Sect should act alone."
Yan Feihu's eyes turned cold, his face full of displeasure, and he said angrily: "Are you not giving me face? How many forces are begging on their knees to get the protection of my Flame Sect, but your Haotian Sect is not.
Know good from evil."
A disciple of the Flame Sect who was at the pinnacle of life and death also said in a sinister voice: "Young Sect Master, since these people are so ignorant, let's show them some color."
"That's right. I think this Haotian Sect is reclusive and knows nothing about the outside world. To put it bluntly, they are just a bunch of frogs in the well! They don't even give the Young Sect Master face. This is damaging the face and power of our Flame Sect.
A lesson must be given!”
"In my opinion, capture them all and let them know the consequences of disobeying the Young Sect Leader's orders."
One by one, the Flame Sect disciples spoke in extremely arrogant tones. Many Flame Sect disciples also fixed their gazes on the Purple Phoenix Saint and others, with burning ambition flashing in their eyes.
The old man Yan Kong, a strong man in the Immortal Realm, also narrowed his eyes slightly. He looked at Old Man Ye. In his eyes, only Old Man Ye could fight with him.
However, Yankong didn't take Old Ye seriously either. After all, on the surface, Old Ye was just at the peak of the first level of the Immortal Realm.
And he is a high-level expert in the Immortal Realm, so the gap is still huge.
Ye Junlang was speechless, thinking that you are living well, why do you have to rush to the road of death?
Isn’t it good to live well?
One by one, they insist on seeking death. They are obviously tired of living, right?
To be honest, Ye Junlang doesn't want to take action now. The treasure of the immortal origin has not yet been found. Moreover, there may be not only the Flame Sect forces but also other forces in the burial pit.
Now that we are taking action, it is not good to attract the attention of other forces.
Ye Junlang thought that after seizing the immortal treasure, it would not be too late to find the Flame Sect to settle matters, so he directed the Flame Sect to lead the sect belonging to the Flame God lineage and Yan Feihu tried to get his hands on the Purple Phoenix.
Saint, Bai Xian'er and others, he must die.
Ye Junlang just didn't expect that Yan Feihu and others were so eager to seek death, and he felt speechless.
"Young Master Yan, we have no intention of offending..." Ye Junlang said.
Yan Feihu glanced at Ye Junlang, and suddenly said: "You can act on your own. But this place is dangerous. I don't think it is appropriate for the female disciples of the Haotian Sect to take risks with you. Let's do this, the four members of your sect
Female disciples come here, I will protect them. As for you, you can go alone if you want."
"Wishful thinking!" The Purple Phoenix Saint couldn't help it anymore and shouted.
"That's right, I feel sick when I see that look in his eyes! He's a shameless person with a sperm in his head!" Tantai Mingyue also said coldly.
Yan Feihu's face changed color instantly, his eyes became gloomy, and he said in a cold voice: "What are you talking about? Do you want to die?"
Ye Junlang hurriedly stepped forward, with an apologetic look on his face, and said: "Young Master Yan, calm down, calm down. The female disciples of my sect have never gone out and lack the necessary human sophistication. Young Master Yan must not argue with them. I will first
Apologize to Young Master Yan..."
After hearing what Ye Junlang said, Yan Feihu snorted coldly. He didn't pay much attention to Ye Junlang approaching, thinking that Ye Junlang came here to apologize.
Looking at the Yan Feihu in front of him, a murderous intent suddenly flashed deep in Ye Junlang's eyes, and he moved suddenly——
Whoosh!
Under the urging of Xing Zi Jue, Ye Junlang's speed reached the extreme. His own Nine Yang Qi and blood exploded, and a powerful and majestic pressure swept towards Yan Feihu, and a wisp of life and death power.
It evolved from his fist movements.
"Fuck you! It's you who wants to die!"
Ye Junlang shouted violently, and his fist was already in action. He punched out, and the power of life and death contained in it shook the void.
"Young master, be careful!"
Yankong shouted loudly when he saw this, and an undying coercion filled the air. The moment he wanted to attack Ye Junlang, he suddenly——
boom!
A golden fist light collapsed into the sky, containing a heaven-reaching fist intention, and punched Yankong.
Old Man Ye took action. He had long seen that Ye Junlang wanted to take action. Ye Junlang's previous show of weakness was just to make Yan Feihu and others relax their vigilance, and then unleash a fatal blow.
Yan Feihu's face became furious. He never expected that Ye Junlang would dare to attack him?
How dare Ye Junlang?
He was only in the realm of life and death, and he was a genius at the beginning of the immortal realm!
"Fire Flame Yang Fist!"
Yan Feihu shouted loudly, and his reaction was very quick. After all, he was still a young sect leader.
The Yan Feihu fist evolved, and every trace of the immortal law appeared, demonstrating the power of an immortal force. The evolved fist seemed to turn into a ball of angry flames, and then engulfed Ye Junlang.
The Purple Phoenix Saint, the Son of Destruction, Tantai Lingtian, Dikong, Wolf Boy and others also all attacked. Since the war has begun, they will fight to the death. Of course, they must strike first to gain the upper hand.