The unwillingness of strength to be exposed? !

  The fierce flames have left no other choice for the elder, fearing that if they slow down any further, the Jingyun Sect will be completely annihilated.

  "Second and third elders, lead a strong breakout." The old man ordered, apparently giving up on rescuing his disciples.

  Yi Feng gazed across the sea of flames, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes. He was decisive and ruthless, no wonder he became the helmsman of Jingyun Sect's foundation. In this situation, giving up some people to prevent them from hindering progress is the best choice.

  "Good, good, good......" Yi Feng clapped his hands, admiringly watching the person who rushed out.

  Especially looking at Jiang Bai's disheveled black hair, I couldn't help but secretly laugh: You're supposed to be more handsome than me.

  Jiang Baiyu's beautiful hair was now mostly burnt, her face covered in black spots, and the satin on her body was torn and tattered, with a layer of charcoal ash covering it. She looked like a beggar who had crawled out of a garbage heap.

  Jingyun Sect's people gritted their teeth, staring at the smiling face of Yi Feng. Jingyun Sect had more than sixty people, but less than twenty were still alive. All of this was the result of the young man's casual conversation.

  Without losing a single soldier or general, he almost destroyed the foundation of Jingyun Sect. This move is worthy of being called devilish.

  The old man looked at the young man in front of him, his mind uncertain: Jingyun Sect and Demon Sect had always been sworn enemies. But that time, it was not Jingyun Sect who gained the upper hand.

  This young man was completely unreasonable in his actions, and this move made him feel a chill in his heart. Mo Sect, when would they use such tactics?!

  The old man shook his head, looked at the disciples around him who no longer had much combat power, and sighed inwardly. Even if he and others survived, the foundation of Jingyun Sect would still be destroyed.

  "Little white face, I told you that you can't stay so pale forever, haha, now you've turned dark!" Yifeng teased, gazing at Jiang Baofeng with a faint smile.

  "Despicable! Humph, if you have the guts, let's have a one-on-one fight!" Jiang Baiyun glared at Yi Feng with anger, as if he wanted to drink his blood.

  Yi Feng had a smile all over his face, and he gently patted the dust off his body. He said somewhat reluctantly, "A one-on-one fight? Cough, I don't like one-on-ones, I like group fights, what can be done?"

  "Good-for-nothing..." Jiang Baiyun sneered at Yi Feng, his eyes full of disdain.

  "Shall I go meet him?" Tian took a step forward.

  Yi Feng nodded and said to the manager, "You call a few people to go with him."

  Manager was stunned, what kind of duel is this? Isn't this a gang fight?

  "What's he staring at? He dares to challenge us one by one. We'll beat him up as a group, and that way both parties' interests will be satisfied!" Yifeng said discontentedly, seeing the manager stunned.

  "Shameless......" Even if it's true, hearing such an explanation, he couldn't help but curse in his heart.

  "Oh, I remember, just beat him into a pig's head and it'll be fine. I'm leaving his life for future use." Yifeng reminded Tian Ni Dao.

  "Young man, you should leave some room for maneuver. Don't push things to the limit, and besides, do you think you can really finish him off?" The old man finally couldn't bear it anymore, stood up, his eyes shining with intensity staring at Yi Feng.

  Yi Feng didn't mind his gaze at all, and smiled slightly: "If you don't pull out the roots when weeding, the spring breeze will blow and it will grow again. My hobby is to cut off and kill completely."

  "Hmph, then you try it?" The old man coldly stared at Tian Ni, as if he would kill him the moment he made a move.

  Yi Feng slightly furrowed his brow. The other side had three grandmaster-level experts. If they were to fight, the outcome would be hard to predict.

  "An adult?" The manager looked at Yifeng and asked in a low voice. Three great masters were not something he could handle.

  Jingyun Zong and the others fell silent, each of them secretly proud in their hearts. The strength of the three major powers was enough to make them feel fearful.

  In this small city, being a master is already a very strong existence. The realm of masters, that's what people yearn for, these people may never reach the level of a master in their lifetime.

  The three major managers, even the nobles of the small city, are quite respectful to them. As a master, in this small city, they are an existence that people look up to.

  "Young people, everyone take a step back, you've won, no need to hurt each other again." The old man decided to endure for the sake of his disciple.

  Yi Feng didn't understand the old man's words and turned his head to ask Guan Shi: "Can you handle them?"

  The manager shook his head with a wry smile: "Our side only has two masters, and they are both third-level masters. The two of them can barely hold off their strongest fourth-level master. But as for their second and third strongest, there's no way we can handle them. With our people's strength, we can't even block them."

  Yi Feng furrowed his brow, he was not going to let the people of Jingyun Sect off.

  "If you were to fight against their second or third strongest, would you have a chance of winning?" Yī Fēng suddenly asked.

  "The manager said firmly: 'At least we won't lose.'"

  Yi Feng suddenly burst out laughing: "That's enough."

  "Sir, what do you mean?"

  "You take down their second and third in command, I'll handle their leader."

  "What?!" Everyone who heard Feng's words was shocked and exclaimed, staring at Feng in disbelief.

  "My god, has he gone mad? What is he saying? He says he's going to fight against a fourth-stage master?"

  "My ears must have gone bad! How old is he? To resist a 4th-stage Saint-level cultivator, this is something even the management can't do?"

  "Could it be that this poison master is really so formidable? At such a young age, he can already cultivate to the point of resisting a 4th rank master."

  "It's an illusion, it must be an illusion. A fourth-stage master is really awesome."

  ……

  Every sentence was astonishing and unbelievable, pouring out of everyone's mouth, showing how unattainable the fourth-grade teacher was in their minds.

  Tian Ni looked at Yuefeng with a dull expression and opened his mouth wide, saying: "Is your poisonous technique really that high?"

  Yi Feng smiled and said, "I've only learned a bit of the surface skills of Poison Master, just enough to scare people. Against a master-level expert who can release their Qi externally, it won't have much effect."

  "And you?"

  "Hehe, I'm a second-class master." Yifeng smiled slightly and explained in a half-true, half-false manner, without revealing his true strength.

  Tian Yi stood there in stunned silence, he didn't dare to believe that the normally unremarkable Yue Feng was actually this powerful. He had always thought that Yue Feng might be strong, but not much stronger than himself.

  Master and amateur, they are worlds apart.

  "Second-class master?!"

  Although each of them was shocked to the core, the people of Jingyun Sect still let out a sigh of relief. A second-grade master was not their match, and their lives were considered saved.

  The old man looked at Yuefeng with a faint gaze after a slight pause, saying: "Although the second-tier master is very strong among his peers, but compared to the young master of the sect, you are still slightly inferior." The young master he mentioned was the successor of Jingyun Sect.

  Yi Feng smiled and said: "Is that so? However, you should still worry about yourself first?"

  The old man snorted: "Do you think that with just a second-grade master level, you can defeat me?"

  Yi Feng still spoke in a calm and unhurried tone: "How will you know if you don't try?"

  "Presumptuous!" The old man was clearly enraged, and he snorted disdainfully.