"(Free.) 'Little girl, sharp tongue and teeth, be careful you don't die young, can't live too long.' The middle-aged man was furious."

  "What's this? Are you threatening my cousin?" Ye Feng's demeanor changed in an instant, his smiling expression disappearing as he emitted a chilling aura from head to toe.

  The middle-aged man opposite, although his cultivation was much higher than Ye Feng's, was also invaded by Ye Feng's cold air and involuntarily retreated a step. His face immediately turned red with rage. In front of so many people, he was forced to retreat by a Qi Refining stage cultivator, and what's more, it was a 15-year-old kid. Clearly, his face had been utterly lost.

  "Good!" As expected, Ye Feng was fearless and many disciples cheered for him, truly a heroic spirit.

  "Do you believe it or not, if you dare to say such a thing again, I'll make you die on the spot and stay in Wang Hai Pai forever." Ye Feng's eyes rose with murderous intent. If Zhen Xue Tian could give up going to Qian Kun Pai and come to Wang Hai Pai for him, then Ye Feng would be able to protect Zhen Xue Tian from being bullied by others for his whole life. Let alone you being a elder of Qian Kun Pai, even if the leader of Qian Kun Pai came, if they dared to bully Zhen Xue Tian, Ye Feng would still destroy them.

  "How dare you! I'd like to see how a small Qi-refining cultivator like you can keep me, an elder of the Wanghai Sect, here." The elder was also furious, having been repeatedly insulted by two disciples of the Wanghai Sect in public. Even a clay puppet has three points of pride.

  One step forward, facing Ye Feng, it's time to take action.

  Li Xincheng frowned at the sight, just like Ye Feng and Zhen Xuetian's unreasonable behavior. If they really had murderous intentions, no one would be able to reason with them, after all, the two were in the wrong.

  "Hold on, I have something to say to you." Sun Qi stood in front of Ye Feng, this was a completely unequal situation, Ye Feng had no chance of winning, and he couldn't just watch as Ye Feng was killed by that elder.

  "What's this? Is this the style of your sect? The young ones come out to scold people, and the old ones act as tyrants." The leader of the Qiankun Sect was fed up.

  "Fujian elder, let's not make things complicated, let's start the trial between the two sides." Li Xincheng stepped in to mediate, although he really wanted to see the middle-aged elder take down Ye Feng, but at this time, if he didn't speak up to support Ye Feng, after the event, the leader Gong Sun would absolutely not let him off, and there were many ways to deal with Ye Feng later.

  "No way, if this were to happen to you and a disciple of the Qiankun Sect insulted you, would you just let it go? If so, then I'll have my disciples scold your several elders as well." The middle-aged elder refused to give in.

  "What do you want?" Sun Qi secretly gathered her spiritual energy, ready to protect Ye Feng at any time.

  "As long as Ye Feng can withstand my one move, this matter will be over." The middle-aged elder had a good idea, and one move would absolutely not take Ye Feng's life, otherwise it would leave room for criticism, saying that he bullied the weak with his strength.

  Why not take advantage of the situation and secretly injure Ye Feng, then when facing Qian Hanpeng, Ye Feng will be easily defeated without any surprise. This way, you'll vent your anger and also boost Qian Hanpeng's reputation, killing two birds with one stone.

  "No good." Ye Feng directly vetoed.

  "What's wrong, are you scared?" The middle-aged elder sneered: "Where did the mighty momentum from just now go? Why do all the sharp-tongued and sharp-toothed ones come from the Wanghai Sect?"

  "My idea is that we two have a fight first, no one will be held accountable, and each will take their own destiny." Ye Feng said to the middle-aged elder.

  "Alright, since you want to die, I'll be happy to accompany you." The middle-aged elder took a few big steps forward, facing Ye Feng.

  "Yefeng, don't be reckless." Sun Qi hastily rebuked Yefeng. No matter how high Yefeng's cultivation was, it was impossible for him to defeat a Foundation Establishment stage elder. Not to mention the elder's cultivation, even relying on experience would be enough to wear him down.

  "Don't worry, Master Uncle, watch me take care of him." Ye Feng's eyes were calm and collected as he stepped over Sun Qi and stood in front of the middle-aged elder, his expression not showing any tension.

  The sudden change on the scene stunned all the disciples, who thought that Ye Feng had really gone mad. He was indeed a madman, daring to challenge the elder of the Qiankun Sect. With just this bit of courage, all the disciples acknowledged their inferiority.

  "This is a scene that Li Xincheng was most pleased to see, 'Old Sun, things have come to this point, we must also respect Ye Feng's decision.' He pulled open the door for Sun Qi."

  "Yefeng, don't say I bullied you after I die." The middle-aged elder didn't use any magic treasures and punched Yefeng with one fist.

  In his view, there was a huge difference in their cultivation levels. If he were to use magic treasures again, it would be an insult to himself and an overestimation of Ye Feng - one punch would suffice.

  Ye Feng didn't retreat at all, his feet swiftly executed a shrinking movement, dodging it by an inch.

  He wouldn't be arrogant to the point of thinking he could really compete with a foundation-building cultivator, and even if it was just a sideways encounter, he absolutely wouldn't do it. Next, there's still Qian Hanpeng to face, and as long as he gets hurt a bit, it will affect the next battle.

  While dodging, Ye Feng shouted loudly: "Third Brother, kill without pardon!"

  Everyone from the Qiankun Sect was stunned, what kind of magical treasure is Sanlang?

  "Bang!" The ground transmitted a violent shock, as if an earthquake was coming.

  A tall figure appeared on the scene.

  "Clang!" The iron chain whizzed through the air and struck the middle-aged elder's wrist.

  "Ka Cha!" The middle-aged elder hadn't even felt the pain yet when an arm was already severed from his body.

  "Whoosh!" Fresh blood spurted out.

  Sanlang immediately took a step forward and stood in front of the middle-aged elder, stretched out his hands, easily grasped the middle-aged elder, opened his big mouth, and stuffed half of the middle-aged elder's body into his mouth.

  "Ka-ching! Ka-ching!" A chilling sound echoed, and before anyone could react, it swallowed the elderly elder of the Qiankun Sect.

  Seemed still unsatisfied, his eyes turned to the remaining people of the Qiankun Sect.

  The people of the Qiankun Sect involuntarily retreated in fear.

  This terrifying guy.

  "Li Xincheng! You dare to raise a demon to harm people, the Qiankun Sect will not let you off!" The old man from Min province reacted after a long time, shouting with red eyes.

  "Fujian elder, don't be so quick to insult others. Open your eyes and take a good look, is this a demon? This is my pet that I tamed in the ancient ruins." Ye Feng said disdainfully.

  "You little beast, I'll make you pay with your life! How dare you use such methods to harm people? Despicable!" The Min elder displayed a posture of fighting to the death, but he didn't take a single step forward. He wasn't a fool either. This giant wolf-headed monster, with its extremely obvious appearance, made him recall the descriptions his disciples had given when they returned. His own cultivation wouldn't be enough to go up against it, and would only serve as food for it. However, he still needed to show his anger.

  "Min elder, you're really getting old, you've already forgotten the rules we just set. We agreed to rely on our own abilities, life and death are destined, is it only reasonable for me to die, while if your people die, you want revenge? What kind of logic is that!" Ye Feng looked at Min elder, his triumphant expression evident in his eyes.

  The old Fujian man thought to himself, "I've been cheated", but he couldn't just admit defeat on his lips.

  "Both sides have their own means, but you summoned a pet to harm our Qiankun Sect elder, and that is a crime punishable by death." said the Fujian elder reluctantly.

  "Joke, I'm a disciple of Ling Shou Peak in the Wang Hai Sect, and normally I just raise spiritual beasts, so having pets protect me is quite normal among beast masters." Ye Feng naturally had his reasons for calling San Lang out to battle.

  "This?" The Min elder had nothing to say. In the cultivation world, beast masters were non-combat cultivators, so they would all raise combat-type beasts to protect themselves, which was perfectly normal. What Ye Feng said made it impossible for him to pick out any flaws.

  His face was as gloomy as water, and the old man from Min stared at Ye Feng, but he didn't dare to release his killing intent again. No kidding, the Great Killer God is here, don't want to die.

  "Good, good, good." Min Zhang said three goods in a row. "This time our Qiankun Sect admits defeat, and Qian Hanpeng is no match for your pet. However, what's the point of relying on your pet? If you have the guts, why don't you fight Qian Hanpeng openly and fairly without using your pet, Ye Feng? Do you dare?" Min Zhang was now helpless and could only say some face-saving words, indicating that they were defeated by the Wolf Head Monster, not by Ye Feng himself.

  "Alright, since Old Man Min is not afraid to die as one of the challengers, what do I have to be ashamed of in killing him? Let's just follow Old Man Min's words, and I'll fight a match with Qian Hanpeng, absolutely without borrowing Sanlang's power." Ye Feng had been waiting for exactly this sentence from Old Man Min.

  He decided that not only would he surpass the Qiankun Sect in terms of pets, but also suppress them in his own cultivation, letting those who dared to provoke him see that they would regret challenging their brother for the rest of their lives.

  Min's elder was taken aback, his words were just a formality, thinking that Ye Feng would definitely refuse, but unexpectedly Ye Feng agreed without hesitation, which made him embarrassed. It seems that Ye Feng was also well-prepared, this battle is not going to be easy to fight.

  Min Zhang looked back at Qian Hanpeng, wanting to know if he had been affected by San Lang's earlier words. If his momentum was disrupted by Ye Feng, then this trial would be over.

  Qian Han Peng's fighting spirit remained as strong as ever, especially after seeing Ye Feng's pet devour the elder of the Qian Kun Sect, it became even more intense.

  As a fellow descendant of the Qian state, why should you, a disabled body, be in the spotlight of thousands, with such a powerful spiritual beast protecting you? And I, who have been hailed as a prodigy since childhood, should naturally be much stronger than you.

  Qian Han Peng heard that Ye Feng still wanted to fight, and a murderous intention arose in his heart.

  Min elder saw that Qian Han Peng had not lost his fighting spirit, and knew that this battle could still be fought, perhaps Qian Han Peng would be able to defeat Ye Feng and turn the tide for the Qian Kun Sect.

  "Alright, let's get started then." said Min Zhanglao.

  The atmosphere around was once again ignited by Ye Feng, earlier Sanlang ate the Qiankun Sect elder, just let all the Wanghai Sect disciples raise their eyebrows and gasp in admiration, and now Ye Feng once again showed his crazy personality, wanting to kill them all, the disciples all applauded and cheered for Ye Feng.

  "Wait. I have something else to say." Ye Feng interrupted Gan Hanpeng who was about to step forward and looked at Min Zhanglao.

  "How come, changed your mind? Can't take a loss." sneered Old Man Min.

  "Wanting to fight with me isn't something just anyone can do, it's something that requires a price to be paid." Ye Feng said, looking at Min Zhanglao.

  The old man from Fujian frowned, unable to understand what kind of trick Ye Feng was going to play next.

  "What do you mean."

  "It's simple, since we're fighting, there will definitely be a winner and a loser." Ye Feng said.

  "That's for sure." The Min elder was furious.

  "Now that we've decided on a winner, why don't we make it more interesting and bet on it?" Ye Feng's face suddenly broke into a sly smile.

  "What kind of bet?" Min Zhang asked hastily, unaware of Ye Feng's ulterior motives.

  "Of course, both sides are betting on their own victory. If not, they would intentionally let the other win to get the bet. What's going to happen?" Ye Feng smiled slyly and slowly set up the trap, leaving no room for Old Man Min to refuse, even if it was just for the sake of face and the reputation of the Qiankun Sect.

  "What's the bet?" Min Zhang looked at Ye Feng, this guy was really cunning.

  "It's not very big, my bet is Sanlang. If I lose, Sanlang will belong to the Qiankun Sect from now on!" Ye Feng's words were loud and clear, shocking the entire audience into silence, as if even a needle dropping to the ground could be heard.