"Don't you find it ridiculous? Your Lingmu tribe has killed so many of our human masters, why don't you die?" Ye Xiaofeng asked back.

Hearing Ye Xiaofeng's words, the faces of these twenty-two people looked extremely ugly. They had never met that human being so arrogant.

"Hmph, humans are a lowly race, how can they compare with our noble Lingmu clan? If you are tactful, it is best to lose your cultivation, otherwise we will make you worse than death." A master of the Peak Spirit Wood clan at the first level of the Holy Realm shouted.

The other Lingmu tribes all look arrogant. Although Ye Xiaofeng's cultivation is extremely profound, in his bones, they look down on humans, as if humans are born inferior to others.

Seeing their arrogant appearance, Ye Xiaofeng really wanted to press them to the ground one by one, throw dozens of slaps, and then gather all the human masters, spit out a sip of water, drown them with spit, and make them arrogant.

Or they would destroy their cultivation and throw them all into the cesspool to kill them, and make them look down on others.

"Why haven't you thought about it yet? Time is limited, so hurry up and lose your cultivation. If you missed the time, don't blame us for not giving you face. We are also thinking about your advanced cultivation, otherwise, hum," the strong man from the Spirit Wood Clan with a second level of cultivation in the holy realm looked impatient.

"What a group of stupid pigs. What noble race? I think it is the lowest race. You still have the face to say it here? I guess you can see that my cultivation is much higher than yours. I can kill you all with just one hand. I'm still thinking about letting me nullify my cultivation? What do you think you are not the lowest race?" Ye Xiaofeng said with a sneer.

It's really a group of barbarians who can't even see the most basic situation clearly, so they dare to shout here? I've seen stupid people but haven't seen such stupid people.

"You, you are looking for death," said the master at the peak of the first level of the holy realm coldly, with green patterns crawling out on his face, as if he was about to take action.

With a glance, Ye Xiaofeng looked at them disdainfully, "Can you twenty-two people be my opponents? Why? Haven't you delayed the time yet? Even if you have called all the more than 200 masters in this city, you are not my opponents."

After hearing Ye Xiaofeng's words, the faces of these people finally changed, with a hint of fear in their eyes. They no longer dared to ask Ye Xiaofeng to destroy his cultivation.

"You, how do you know how many masters there are in this city?" a woman from the Lingmu tribe said in a trembling voice.

"There is nothing in this city that I don't know." Ye Xiaofeng said lightly. Suddenly, his eyes condensed, and two sharp light burst out, piercing through the sky. The space in front of him was trembling. A terrible aura surrounded Ye Xiaofeng, and circles of energy spread, forming storms.

Seeing Ye Xiaofeng's sudden burst of momentum, the Lingmu clan masters looked puzzled, not knowing what was going on, and soon there was an answer.

"Looking for death," Ye Xiaofeng said coldly, and with a big hand, the space in front of him shattered, and an invisible energy surged.

"Ah,,," a scream came from afar. Hearing the sound, it must be the strong man of the Lingmu clan.

Wow, with the scream, the space in front of Ye Xiaofeng trembled slightly, and a figure fell down, but it was a man of the Lingmu tribe who blocked Zhuye's body. His cultivation level had reached the fourth level of the holy realm, but at this time he looked extremely miserable, and his spirit was depressed. One of his arms was gone, as if he had been torn down by Ye Xiaofeng.

Not only that, there was a strange force on the injured part of his arm that destroyed the body structure and prevented his arms from growing again.

"Beast." Ye Xiaofeng cursed, and his thoughts moved. A small fiery red lotus condensed in the void. In a blink of an eye, the red lotus bloomed and swayed in the void, as if it was a brilliant and gorgeous flower, looking extremely beautiful.

Seeing this red lotus, the faces of the people of the Lingmu tribe changed. As they had the power of wood, they could naturally feel that it was the power of flames. The flames condensed to the extreme, and even the space was twisting. But if they wanted to know how warm the temperature was, they had no doubt at all. Once they were stained with the red lotus, they would definitely turn into a ball of ashes.

The fiery red lotus scattered and turned into petals, falling one after another.

The strong man at the fourth level of the Holy Realm was filled with fear and his lips moved, trying to say something, but he didn't say it.

Hu, Wood and Fire were like adding some kind of fuel to the flames, making them more vigorous. The Lingmu clan, a master of the fourth level of the holy realm, burned violently. The flames were raging. In a while, the master turned into a pile of ashes, and even the main leaf in their bodies was burned.

Seeing this scene, the masters in the Lingmu tribe team were filled with fear, as if they had seen the scene of themselves being burned.

"You, can you let us go? We can not hold you responsible for killing our Lingmu clan masters," said a strong Lingmu clan man with a look of fear.

"Just, I can kill all the masters of your tribe in this city by myself. Do I need you to hold you accountable?" Ye Xiaofeng sneered and paused. Ye Xiaofeng continued: "It seems that you haven't figured out the situation yet."

As he said that, Ye Xiaofeng stretched out his hand, and a terrible suction force was generated. A master of the innate ninth level of the Lingmu clan was pulled by a huge force and appeared in front of Ye Xiaofeng.

It was extremely fast, and it was too late for his companions to hold him up.

"You, what do you want to do?" Seeing Ye Xiaofeng's cold eyes, the master at the peak of the ninth level of the innate level said tremblingly, with indescribable fear in his heart.

The masters who killed the fourth level of the Holy Realm of their clan just now saw it. Even the masters of the fourth level of the Holy Realm were like ants in the other party's hands, let alone them!

"I want to know your memory." Ye Xiaofeng's mouth curled a cold smile, his palm flipped, and his five fingers tightly grabbed the spiritual cap of the Lingmu clan, and an invisible energy surged in.

The master seemed to be suffering the most cruel punishment, his face was ferocious, his forehead was filled with cold sweat, his fists were clenched, and his arms were bulging.

"Ah," screams came out, and the sound broke through the space, making it extremely shrill.

When everyone heard this sound, they felt a trembling in their hearts.

After two breaths, Ye Xiaofeng stopped. He had read the memory of the Lingmu clan. There was only the most basic news in their minds, and there was nothing else at all, which made Ye Xiaofeng feel strange.

Today, the fifth update is over, it’s so tiring, the monthly ticket!!!
Chapter completed!