Ye Xuan? "
Hearing Zi Yao's words, Jin Siming frowned slightly. A trace of doubt flashed through his eyes. He turned around and asked Patriarch Star Soul, "Who is Ye Xuan?"
"Reporting to Lord Si Ming, Ye Xuan is the guy who killed the disciples of our five great sects …"
Patriarch Star Soul walked to Jin Siming's side and said in a low voice.
"Is it that brat?"
A cold light flashed through Jin Siming's eyes.
"That's right." Patriarch Star Soul nodded his head lightly. As if he had thought of something, he continued, "Lord Si Ming, that brat is not alone. The group of people from the Demonic Palace sitting opposite him are his people …"
"Got it!"
Jin Siming indifferently swept his gaze in the direction of Mad Demon Lin Feng, Qing Tian and the others, and nodded.
After that, he raised his head and his gaze landed on Zi Yao. He coldly said, "It's not impossible for us to wait for that brat, but it's not a good idea to let everyone wait like this. So I have a suggestion!"
"Suggestion?" "What suggestion?"
Zi Yao's eyes flickered with a cold light.
"Before that little fellow called Ye Xuan comes, let's have a few matches!"
Jin Siming lazily stretched, perfectly displaying her curvaceous figure. Especially the two luxurious seats in front of her, it made people's eyes involuntarily straighten.
"What competition?"
Zi Yao frowned slightly, her eyes flashing with a sharp light.
"We heard that the martial arts of this barren planet of Earth is backward. The strength of these aborigines is generally low, and most of them are trash among trash. Therefore, we have decided to send out three members of the younger generation to spar with you, as a way to give you guidance in martial arts!"
Jin Siming exchanged glances with Heng Tianlin, Yan Sen, Cang Rui, and the others before teasing them.
However, his words were filled with undisguised disdain, contempt, and arrogance.
"This damned fellow is too arrogant!"
"It's one thing for them to say that our martial arts are backward and that we are natives, but they even called us trash among trash!"
"F * ck, these fellows from the starry sky are too arrogant, too self-righteous …"
"These bastards, how dare they look down on us so much …"
"Uncle can endure it, but Aunt can't. Kill them!"
"This group of fellows doesn't even put us in their eyes. They even have the right to give us pointers on the Martial Dao. Pointers my ass …"
Jin Siming's words caused an uproar among the crowd.
After all, most of the people gathered here were Earthlings, and they had their own self-esteem and pride.
But now, these outsiders led by Jin Siming were clearly trampling all over them.
They were all people with backbone.
How could they tolerate this?
At this moment, the scene was filled with fierce protests and angry roars.
Jin Siming paid no attention to these voices at all. Instead, he looked at Zi Yao's group with a mocking expression, "Don't tell me that you don't even have the courage to send someone out for a spar? Or could it be that your Earth only has a mere Ye Xuan that can make a move? "
"If that's the case, then this Conferred God Battle won't be fun at all. You have no chance of winning at all."
Jin Siming appeared extremely calm and elegant. After pausing for a moment, she seemed to have thought of something and continued, "Oh, that's right …" I heard that the kid called Ye Xuan has a bunch of scoundrels? Rumor has it that his group of scoundrels are very powerful. Now that Ye Xuan isn't here and you don't have anyone who can take action, why don't you let them try? "
"However, when you let them try, you have to tell them to be careful. If they don't get beaten to death, then it won't be easy for you to explain it to that brat Ye Xuan …"
"..."
"F * ck, I can't take it anymore!"
Before Jin Siming could finish his words, Qing Tian, who had always had a fiery temper, heavily smashed his fist on the table as an angry voice came out of his mouth.
"This group of arrogant fellows!"
Even the eyes of the usually calm Mad Demon Lin Feng, Saint Devil Derek, and the others flickered with anger at this moment. They looked at Jin Siming and the others with eyes filled with anger.
Although they knew that those fellows were intentionally provoking them, as Earthlings, as Ye Xuan's brothers, and as members of the Demonic Palace, they couldn't tolerate this.
"You guys, calm down!"
Seeing that Qing Tian and the others were about to lose control, the Goddess of the Night stretched out her hand and pressed them back to their seats.
"I will accept your suggestion, but …" Since it's a spar, then there must be a prize. It won't do without a prize!
"Zi Yao indifferently swept her gaze over Mad Demon Lin Feng, Qing Tian, and the others. She then raised her head and her gaze fell on Jin Siming as she coldly spoke.
"Prize? Sure, what kind of prize do you want?
"Seeing that Zi Yao had taken the bait, the corner of Jin Siming's mouth curled up slightly as he spoke in a mocking tone.
From their point of view, no matter who Zi Yao and the others sent out, they would definitely lose. However, they were looking at the stakes, which undoubtedly made them look down on them even more.
"Aborigines are aborigines, they actually want a prize!"
Yan Sen, who had destroyed the Heaven Destroying Immortal Tracks, said with a disdainful expression.
"Heh heh..." That's why they're called natives. They've never seen the world before, so it's very normal. How can they compare to us, right? "
The Giant Hammer Ancestor chuckled as he echoed.
"Yes!"
The people from the five great sects replied in unison.
"I think that guy looks very festive, so let's use his head as a prize!"
A cold light flashed in Zi Yao's eyes. Her gaze fell on the Giant Hammer Ancestor as she pointed at his head and said.
Zi Yao's words caused everyone present to be stunned. A hint of astonishment appeared on their faces as they stared blankly at Zi Yao. Obviously, they did not expect her to say such words.
The Giant Hammer Ancestor stood rooted to the spot with a dumbfounded expression.
Did he really look like a pig?
He stared blankly at the people around him, pointed at his own head and said, "Is there a mistake? Use … Use my head as a prize? "
"That's right, we earthlings like to celebrate everything we do. Many times, we need to kill pigs to offer sacrifices to the heavens. We don't have pigs here, so I can only choose you. After all … "You look like a pig!"
Zi Yao nodded her head gracefully and replied indifferently.
"Domineering, truly domineering!"
"They are all slaughtering pigs to sacrifice to the heavens. This Dawn Empress is going to kill a person to sacrifice to the heavens!"
"Haha …" He looks like a pig? The Dawn Empress is really too talented! "
"Amazing, amazing! As expected of the Dawn Empress, I love it, I love it!"
"Kill a person to sacrifice to the heavens, domineering, high and mighty! My dignity as an earthling has returned in an instant!
"Hearing the words of the Dawn Empress, Zi Yao, the crowd burst into an uproar. Many of the cultivators on Earth looked at Zi Yao with eyes filled with undisguised worship and fanaticism as they laughed out loud.
"Puchi …"
Even the usually calm Night Goddess Ainina couldn't help but laugh.
Qing Tian, Mad Demon Lin Feng, Saint Devil Derek, and the others felt extremely carefree.
"Are you serious?"
A cold light flashed in Jin Siming's eyes as he stared coldly at Zi Yao.
"Would I be so bored as to joke with you?" The Dawn Empress, Zi Yao, replied coldly.
Jin Siming, Heng Tianlin
Everyone's expressions became especially unsightly as they fell into a long silence.
"Sect Master Heng, my lords, I have a suggestion …"
Seeing this, the Undying Immortal Emperor sent a sound transmission to Heng Tianlin and the others.
"What suggestion?"
Heng Tianlin, Jin Siming, and the others asked in confusion.
"I know that all of you are 100% confident in this competition, and according to our understanding, the Dawn Empress and the others have placed all of their hopes on that brat called Ye Xuan in this Conferred God Battle. Why don't we use those fellows from the Demonic Palace as a wager and a prize …"
"Once Zi Yao and the others agree and we win, then Mad Demon Lin Feng and the others will die, then that brat Ye Xuan will definitely turn against them … We can also use this opportunity to vent our anger!"
The Undying Immortal Emperor slowly explained his thoughts.
"Haha …" "Good idea!"
Hearing the Undying Immortal Emperor's words, Heng Tianlin, Jin Siming, and the others all nodded in agreement.
A moment later, they suddenly raised their heads and looked at Zi Yao. With an ice-cold expression, they said, "It's not impossible for you to use the head of the Giant Hammer Ancestor as a wager, but we also have a designated wager here!"
"What wager?" Speak! "Zi Yao asked with an ice-cold expression.
"Use the lives of this group of people as a wager!"
Jin Siming suddenly turned his head and pointed at Mad Demon Lin Feng, Saint Devil Derek, Beast Demon Qin Shou, Qing Tian, Li Chunyang, and the others. "Do you dare to bet?"
This time, it was Zi Yao's turn to fall silent.
If Jin Siming was referring to this group of people, then they could bet on it.
However, they were referring to Ye Xuan's group of brothers, the many tyrants of the Demonic God Palace.
They didn't have any authority or qualifications to make any decisions on the fate of Mad Demon Lin Feng and the others.
"They are not bound by us, nor are they our people! You can choose anyone on our side! "
Zi Yao raised her head and said indifferently as her gaze fell on Jin Siming.
"No... We just want them. Who told them to look like the lambs we raise? We like to slaughter sheep when we do things! "Haha …"
Heng Tianlin laughed coldly as he spoke in a vigorous voice.
"Haha …"
Hearing his words, the people from the five great sects, the Undying Immortal Emperor, and Emperor Qing couldn't help but laugh out loud.
As for Zi Yao and the others, their expressions were extremely ugly and cold!
They knew that these fellows were using the lives of Mad Demon Lin Feng and the others as a wager. After all, if they lost, then Mad Demon Lin Feng and the others would lose their lives.
At that time, Ye Xuan would definitely be furious. They wouldn't be able to explain themselves to Ye Xuan!
"Bet with them!"
"Bet!" "F * ck!"
"Senior Zi Yao, bet with them!"
"Senior, we're going all out. We believe in you!"
Looking at the silent Zi Yao and the others, Qing Tian, Saint Devil Derek, Mad Demon Lin Feng and the others looked at each other. Then, they gritted their teeth and stood up, expressing their stance!
"But …"
Looking at Mad Demon Lin Feng and the others who had expressed their stance, Zi Yao had a look of hesitation on her face.
"Senior Zi Yao, we believe in you!"
"That's right, we believe in you, and so does Ah Xuan!"
Mad Demon Lin Feng, Qing Tian, and the others all quickly spoke with determined expressions.
"Alright!"
Looking at the determined expressions on their faces, Zi Yao took a deep breath and lightly nodded her head.
Following which, she raised her head and looked at Heng Tianlin, Jin Siming, and the others as she coldly said.
"Alright, I'll bet with you!"
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