Sure enough, after he finished speaking, silhouettes appeared from within the clouds.
On the hill, among the trees, on the river, on the rocks.
One figure after another appeared, either old or young, men and women. There were more than a hundred of them.
These people were at least as strong as Duotian.
"Sir God of Swords, I have heard of your great name for a long time. This is the first time I have met you, and I have invited you to come to this kind of desolate mountain. I hope that you do not mind me."
Right in front of him, a woman walked out. She looked to be only thirty years old.
She wore a red and black dress, revealing a sexy waist and a oval face. Her makeup was gorgeous.
Her black hair was combed into a long ponytail, and a small red fan served as a headdress.
Beneath the skirt was a pair of long, white legs that were faintly discernible, and it was completely enchanting.
Standing beside her was Jiang Chi.
Jiang Chi's expression was extremely unsightly and his eyes were filled with unease.
"Lord God of Swords... "This is..."
Not waiting for Jiang Chi to finish speaking, behind the woman, a green-clothed woman carrying a guqin coldly reprimanded, "Shut up! How can you speak here!? "
Jiang Chi hurriedly shrunk his head back and trembled in fear.
The scene was silent for a while. For a hundred people of the Huaxu Family, it seemed as if they were all quietly waiting for Ye Fan to speak.
"Are you the candlelight?" Ye Fan lightly asked.
The enchanting woman nodded, "That's right, the right side of the Huaxu Family's Protector, Candle, is my little girl …"
"Little girl? "How come you are also a few hundred years old?" Ye Fan mocked.
"Aiyo …" Candle protested coquettishly, her bewitching eyes flashing with electricity, "Sir God of Swords, if you say it like that, I'll be very sad."
"Cut the crap. What did you call me here to say?" Ye Fan went straight to the point.
The expression on Candle's face gradually turned serious as she sighed, "Youngster, it's easy to be anxious …"
She stroked her hair before saying, "Lord God of Swords has sent this little disciple of Yi Sanxiao to find us and have us gather at the Royal Tomb.
To be honest, this little girl did not understand what the Sword God was thinking.
In terms of background, your esteemed self comes from the Divine Dragon Family, and is irreconcilable with us, Jiu Li, since ancient times.
In terms of relationship, you killed Yi Sanxiao. Even though Yi Sanxiao could not fully represent Huaxu Clan, he was still the current Clan Master.
Logically speaking, we, the Huaxu Family, should have given you the greatest respect by not finding you any trouble.
You actually want us to gather in the Royal Tomb and negotiate with us … "Isn't that just looking down on our Huaxu Gate …"
Speaking to this point, most of those Huaxu Family people around also showed looks of disdain in their eyes.
Candle continued, "However, Yi San Xiao has indeed extended her hand a little too far in the Wilderness and the Demon God Kingdom.
He had secretly concealed a lot of things from us, and had done many things that would not be beneficial to the Huaxu Family.
Just based on this point, this Protector and the other hall masters all thought that Yi Sanxiao's death was not worth it.
Therefore, we will not pursue the matter of Yi SanXiao …
"However, I hope that when Lord Sword God fights with the Huaxu disciples on Wu Hui's side, he won't draw the fire of war onto our side …"
Ye Fan quietly listened to what the candle had to say. After waiting for a while, he asked, "Have you finished?"
Candle nodded, revealing a charming smile, "Lord Sword God, what do you think? If you agree, then how about I invite you over for a drink? "
Ye Fan was expressionless as he said indifferently, "Let me tell you a story..."
"A story?" The candlelight was somewhat puzzled.
Without waiting for the other party to say anything, Ye Fan already continued, "In the house of the Marquis, I raised a valuable demon beast. It was very rare, so I value it very much.
I told the servants to feed him the best meat and water every day.
Everything was fine in the beginning, until one day, because of a lack of stock, there was no good meat in the mansion.
When the servant asked me what to do, I told him to go and tell the demon beast that I can eat some ordinary meat and give it good food when I have something good to eat.
In the end... Not only was the demonic beast unwilling to eat it, it had even bitten its servants out of anger...
Therefore, I personally went to the market, but I did not buy good meat, but bought a particularly large pot.
I will kill that demon beast, and then stew it … "
At this point, Candle and the rest of the Huaxu Sect disciples had ugly expressions on their faces.
"God of Swords!" What do you mean!? "
"It was Protector Wu Hui and his men that attacked your Residence of Northern Marquis. We followed Protector Candle and did not provoke you!"
A group of Huaxu Family leaders questioned loudly one after another.
Candle's eyes also turned cold, "Sir God of Swords, are you trying to say that you were kind to us, but received a merciless reward, so you want to kill people now?
We can understand your feelings, but don't forget, we, Huaxu Clan, have never been indebted to you.
We owe you nothing, and you don't have to be so narrow-minded.
In this world, it's impossible for everyone to listen to what you say. "
Behind the candlelight, the four emissaries also took a step forward with grim expressions.
The faces of those people of the Huaxu Family turned solemn, releasing waves of power, as if hundreds of mountains were pressing down on them!
The corner of Ye Fan's mouth curled up into a sneer, "You seem to have misunderstood..." This story of mine doesn't mean that you're ungrateful, or that you don't know how to appreciate favors …
From the beginning to the end, I only wanted to tell you two one thing … "
After a moment of silence, Ye Fan suddenly revealed a murderous look in his eyes!
"There are always some people who think that I care what they think …
Actually, I don't want to know what's in your heads at all!
Because … I actually do not care about your lives at all! "
Before his voice had even faded, Ye Fan's body suddenly exploded with a bunch of golden red flames, which soared straight into the sky like a pillar of light!
One collapse!
The second stage of disintegration!
The sword intent disintegrated! Extreme!
The white mist that had been lingering in Floating Cloud Valley all year round was, at this moment, dispersed by the impact!
Wave after wave of surging power and pressure startled those Huaxu Family people who were standing on all sides, making their faces turn pale!
"NO!" Impossible! The Great Art of Demonic Disintegration!? "
"How did he learn Chi You Emperor's art!?"
"This... This is the might of the Monarch level Sword Intent?! "
Just a moment ago, everyone had thought that the Sword God's pressure was only mediocre. However, at this moment, they suddenly realized that this was all an illusion!?
This was Jiang Chi's first time seeing Ye Fan bring out his "true ability". He was so scared that his face turned pale and his legs trembled!
This kind of sage realm pressure was like the difference between heaven and earth for an ordinary sage realm master!
"Roar!"
The five-clawed Golden Dragon Soul raged and a huge golden dragon head's shadow was faintly discernable in the sky above Ye Fan.
In Ye Fan's eyes, the golden light was like a devilish hell fire that was ready to swallow a person!
Behind the candlelight, the four emissaries of the Zither, Chess, and Painting Sect stepped forward with the intent to charge out.
"Stop!" What are you all doing!? " Candle scolded loudly, calling for her four subordinates.
"Right Protector!" "He …"
"He what him!? Can't you feel the pressure!? You guys go up, what can you do!? "
The four emissaries were all stunned …
The charming face of the candlelight turned incomparably solemn. "Everyone! Disperse retreat! This Seat will deal with him! "