"Bastard! Is this your promise? We, the Golden Crow Clan, almost finished playing with you!" The old man kicked the middle-aged man over with a kick, and his face showed a look of regret.

"Old ancestor! Bless your life... I'm also for the Jinwu clan... I...ah..." The middle-aged man screamed and was kicked on the ground by the old man.

Zhao Yuande frowned when he saw it. He could see that the other party was just doing a show, the old man didn't take any ruthless action, and the middle-aged man pretended to scream!

At this time, even the strong man in the flame robe couldn't help but frown. He could also see that this ancestor was not willing to really punish the middle-aged man.

This middle-aged man was actually the great-grandson of the ancestor and was very spoiled to him. The middle-aged man's father was once the clan leader, but he was burned by the Golden Crow Divine Fire because of improper cultivation. The ancestor always felt sorry for the great-grandson, so he did not choose the next clan leader, but wanted to wait for the great-grandson to grow up and let him succeed the clan leader.

Zhao Yuande didn't say anything, but kept watching coldly. He wanted to see what kind of explanation the old man could give him in the end.

The middle-aged man screamed for half an hour, but he didn't even vomit a mouthful of blood. This kind of acting skills was really bad.

"Two, look... the person is dead and has made mistakes. Even if he is killed now, it will be useless!" The old man smiled on his face, "I have punished this person. Why don't we Jinwu clan give Jinwufeng some compensation, let's just let this matter go!"

"Forget it like this?" Zhao Yuande couldn't help but sneer, "You just give me a clumsy performance and want to survive how many lives do you want to survive?"

"What do you want?" When the old man heard Zhao Yuande say this, he clearly wanted to tear his face apart, and his face suddenly darkened. "No matter how I say it, it's a lord. This attitude is already giving you face. Don't be ungrateful!"

"Is that true?" Zhao Yuande's face turned cold and he sneered repeatedly, "Since you don't want to deal with him, don't blame me for doing it yourself!"

"You... do it yourself... Hum!" The old man sneered repeatedly, with a disdain sneer in his eyes.

"Don't believe it?" Zhao Yuande turned his eyes to Yin Luofeng and said lightly, "You stop this stubborn old thing, I'll take action!"

"Master, don't worry!" Yin Luofeng's eyes showed a hint of excitement, "I'm looking forward to fighting this guy!"

"Since we are going to fight, go out!" The old man glanced at Zhao Yuande, "I really don't believe that you, the Saint Lord Realm, can cause any storm in my Golden Crow clan!"

"Haha!" Yin Luofeng just smiled and said nothing, but there was a hint of mockery in his eyes.

This person is a person who can even beat me, you Jin Crown... I'm afraid he will be able to kill him in a short time.

However, this owner is not so hard-hearted, which is a little regretful.

"Catch him, but don't hurt his life!" The old man glanced at the powerful man in the flame robe and issued an order.

"It's... the ancestor!" The strong man in the flame robe nodded helplessly.

"Hehe! Grab him and leave it to me, the Lord of Jinwu Peak..." The middle-aged man couldn't help but smile when he saw this scene, and a Gulu climbed up from the ground, and his eyes looked at Zhao Yuande full of disdainful sneer.

"Haha!" Zhao Yuande laughed sarcastically, "You probably don't have this opportunity at all!"

Before he could finish his words, his figure disappeared.

I saw a golden light passing through the void, and a golden figure had appeared behind the middle-aged man.

"What..." The old man had just fought with Yin Luofeng at this time, but in the blink of an eye, he saw this scene and couldn't help but feel shocked.

"Don't be distracted, otherwise you will suffer a great loss!" Yin Luofeng's body expanded and turned into a giant dozens of feet tall. He punched out and the entire space was about to collapse.

"ah……"

At this time, the middle-aged man let out a shrill scream, his body shattered directly, and only one head flew up and fell into Zhao Yuande's hands.

"What... the young leader!" The strong man in the flame robe exclaimed.

Before he could take action, the young clan leader was killed in half, which made him think he was dreaming.

"Yi'er!" The old man exclaimed, turned around and wanted to rush back, snatching the middle-aged man's head from Zhao Yuande's hand.

"Old guy, you're distracted!"

Yin Luofeng sneered, and a dark cloud flew out of his body, and he had indeed instantly melted into the smoke.

"Ah...this smoke..." The old man screamed, and his face suddenly turned dark, "Damn it! Damn it! Burn it to me with the golden crow divine fire!"

"Hehe! How easy is it!" Yin Luofeng's body reappeared in the black fog and punched the old man with one punch.

This punch not only encompasses the old man, but also envelops countless buildings of the Golden Crow tribe below.

If the old man did not resist, the entire Jin Crown clan might have died more than half in an instant.

"I'll fight with you!" the old man roared repeatedly, his eyes full of anger.

"That's right!" Yin Luofeng grinned and fought with the old man.

Zhao Yuande didn't care about the battle outside at this time. He knew the power and cunning of Yin Luofeng. This big demon has been traversing hell for many years. He has experienced countless intrigues and thrilling battles. It is much more cunning than the ancestor of the Jin Crown clan who has been hiding here all day.

Although Yin Luofeng may not be able to kill the opponent, it is more than enough to restrain him and gain the upper hand.

"Let go of the young master, otherwise our Jinwu clan will kill you with all his strength!" The strong man in the flame robe felt as if he was afraid of being afraid of Zhao Yuande when he saw Zhao Yuande grabbing the middle-aged man's head.

"Let me go, I promise you will be safe and sound, and will release everyone in Jinwu Peak, otherwise they will all die here!" There was a bit of resentment in the middle-aged man's voice.

"Is that true?" Zhao Yuande raised his mouth and exhaled his palm.

"Bang!"

The middle-aged man's head exploded and a black shadow rushed out of it.

"Come back!" Zhao Yuande reached out and grabbed the black shadow, with disdain on his face, "What else do you want to say now?"

"You...you are dead! You are dead! My ancestor will cramp and skin you, and will avenge me!" The middle-aged man's soul twisted and made an extremely resentful voice!

"I didn't expect you to be very kind!" Zhao Yuande looked at the middle-aged man's soul with some surprise.

"Hmph! There are no cowards in my Jinwu clan!" The middle-aged man sneered repeatedly.
Chapter completed!