Yan Chihuo was at a loss. His brother's kick was more like a dagger stabbing into his heart than a kick to his chest. He shouted crazily, "Brother, you're out of your mind!"
The chief of the Giant Axe Tribe and the chief of the Feathered Snakes Tribe were dumbfounded, too. They shouted at the same time, "Yan Chifeng, put Master Yan down now!"
The qi-trainers of the five tribes surrounded him. Their sabers and swords were unsheathed, coldness flashing.
The qi-trainers of the Burning Sun Tribe, on the other hand, were dumbfounded. They found it hard to believe what they were seeing.
Although Yan Xibei had been the best warrior of the six tribes of Iron Plateau in his early years, he had been seriously wounded. The lower half of his body from his pelvis down had been amputated, and he had to rely on a wheelchair to move around. Although there was still spiritual gas flowing inside his body, how could he have been a match for Yan Chifeng, a young and strong expert above the 80th level of the Refinement Stage?
After Yan Chifeng's dagger stabbed into his neck and suppressed his spiritual gas, his face was flushed, and he could barely talk.
The old man was a tough man, too. Although he was held hostage by his nephew, there was not the slightest fear on his face. Sorrow and desperation were written all over his face as he shouted, "Warrior of the Burning Sun Tribe, leave me alone. Eliminate the insane traitor now!"
Yan Chifeng grinned hideously. He turned his dagger and locked Yan Xibei's throat with his spiritual gas, making it impossible for him to scream.
The old man's face was both sad and miserable. He seemed to be dying together with Yan Chifeng!
Yan Chifeng shrank his body and hid behind Yan Xibei's shadow. He glared at Li Yao with the most vicious eyes and gnashed his teeth. "Sand Scorpion, have you been suspicious of me since the beginning?"
Li Yao said coldly, "Don't misunderstand me. I was not targeting you. I was suspicious of 'you'. To be more exact, I was suspicious of everybody except myself.
"The situation at that time had deviated from the Temple of Immortals' plan. In order to correct the plan, the Temple of Immortals would certainly jump out voluntarily.
"Therefore, whoever jumped out first to find me was most likely a member of the Temple of Immortals. Isn't that so? "
Yan Chifeng was rendered speechless. He was dazed for a long time before he burst into laughter. "Good. Good. I didn't expect that such a thorough plan would be sabotaged by you! But just wait. We have a lot of arrangements on Iron Plateau. This game is not over yet! "
"Big brother!"
Tears brimming in Yan Chihuo's eyes, he shouted desperately, "Did you really have something to do with my dad's death? Why did you do that! How could you do that?! "
"Yan Chifeng!"
The chief of the Giant Axe Tribe and the chief of the Feathered Snakes Tribe bellowed, too. "You are surrounded by thousands of people. There is no way that you can run away. What benefits did the Temple of Immortals offer you? What other arrangements have they made on Iron Plateau? Speak now!"
"Hehe, hehehehe!"
Yan Chifeng's hair was disheveled. He sneered. "Do you think that I'm cooperating with the Temple of Immortals for my own interests? Big mistake! "
"Wake up, you frogs in a well!"
"Iron Plateau natives and space residents have been separated for five thousand years, but space residents are much luckier than us! Apart from a wave of heavenly tribulation five thousand years ago, everything had been peaceful since then. To this day, their civilization level and war potential have far surpassed ours! "
"The Flying Star Sector has powerful warships. Their advanced Crystal Suit controls dozens of space zones and countless resource-rich asteroids!
"On the other hand, we can only hide on Iron Plateau and fight the apocalyptic beasts with our lives on the ground!
"As time goes on, the gap between the two parties will only grow larger and larger. What qualifications do we have to compete with the space residents?
"It's true that the news of the space residents' invasion is false. But who can guarantee that the space residents will not invade Iron Plateau and annihilate us one day when they are much stronger than us?
"Speak. Who can guarantee that? Who dares?
"As the saying goes, whoever strikes first gains the upper hand. This is the best opportunity!
"While the gap between the two parties is not too big yet, and with the Temple of Immortals as a strong ally, we will march out together, plunder the space residents' techniques, conquer their space towns, and enslave them. We will be the real dominators of the Flying Star Sector again!
"This is my purpose. I'm doing this for the future of Iron Plateau!
"Wake up, compatriots of Iron Plateau. We cannot wait to be killed on Iron Plateau anymore! Let's work together with the Temple of Immortals and slay the wretched space residents. We will be the real dominators of the space! "
"Brother, you are truly out of your mind!"
Yan Chihuo roared. "If you were really thinking for Iron Plateau, why didn't you tell us your plan openly? Why did you have to resort to such methods and get my father killed?"
Yan Chifeng sneered. "Do you think I haven't talked to the old fart in a roundabout way? It's a pity that the older he gets, the more cowardly he becomes. He always says bullsh * t like 'we are all human beings after all, and we should not fight each other unless it is absolutely necessary'!
"But he doesn't know that the world is so cruel. The strong prey on the weak, and only the fittest survive! If you don't kill people right now, what will you be able to fight back when they are strong enough to kill you?
"If the space residents invade Iron Plateau on a large scale one day, millions of people will be killed!
"Right now, I'm trading my father's life for the most glorious future of Iron Plateau natives. What's wrong with that?
"Little brother, warriors of the Burning Sun Tribe, the Giant Axe Tribe, and the Feathered Snakes Tribe, don't you hate the space residents as much as I do? This is the best opportunity. If we miss it, we will be at their mercy when thousands of warships of the space residents gather at the periphery of Iron Plateau! "
"Shut up!"
The chief of the Giant Axe Tribe couldn't hold it any longer. He pointed at Yan Chifeng and roared, "The grudge between us and the space residents is not for the Temple of Immortals to meddle in. Even if we are at war with the space residents, we will not cooperate with such a cunning, secretive organization!
"For the so-called cooperation, they can trick you into killing your own father!"
The chief of the Feathered Snakes Tribe shrieked, too. "Do we feel that our lives are not long enough to cooperate with such an organization?"
"Brother, just turn back now!"
Yan Chihuo shouted, tears in his eyes. "The Temple of Immortals must be lying to you. How could they cooperate with you so easily? Now that you have nowhere to go, just tell us their arrangements on Iron Plateau and atone for your sins! "
"Haha. Hahahaha!"
Yan Chifeng laughed crazily. "Of course, the Temple of Immortals is not that kind. We are just making use of each other. In any case, I have received a lot of secret arts from the Temple of Immortals. Chances are that they can prolong the life of the qi-trainers by dozens of years!
"Why is it that the highest level of qi-trainers in history is the 99th level? It's because our Cultivation arts are too violent, and our living environment is too harsh. As a result, our life span is too short, and the peak of our Cultivation is even shorter!
"Take this' former best warrior 'for example!"
Yan Chifeng shook Yan Xibei hard in his hands and smiled disdainfully. "He was so dominating and dominating in the past. Now, he is old, and yet he is at my mercy like a dog!
"With the secret arts of the Temple of Immortals, we can prolong our life span and keep ourselves in the peak state. It is very likely that we will break the limits and reach the legendary 100th level of the Refinement Stage!
"Come on. Stand on my side. I will share the secret arts with you. We will march out of Iron Plateau and dominate the space residents together — "
The more Yan Chifeng talked, the more excited he became. He did not care about the old man in his arms at all.
Before he finished his last word, Yan Xibei, who had been tightly controlled by him, suddenly bulged his eyes and bellowed. The spiritual gas that he had been accumulating for a long time burst out as he elbowed backward brutally!
This elbow contained all the strength in his body. It was a suicidal move!
Yan Chifeng did not expect that the old man could still attack. His ribs were hit hard, and his ribs were immediately broken. The dagger almost pierced his heart.
After a scream, the dagger left a terrible wound on Yan Xibei's neck, from which blood spurted out!
But the two of them separated abruptly, too.
"Master Yan!"
Countless qi-trainers who had been helped by Yan Xibei before lunged forward with bulging eyes.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
The Heaven Wolves Tribe was good at shooting. Countless guns had locked onto Yan Chifeng.
Without Yan Xibei as a shield, countless crystal bombs immediately smashed close like a storm. Dozens of orange fireballs exploded around Yan Chifeng!
Yan Chifeng was indeed a young expert above the 80th level of the Refinement Stage. Although he was being shot by dozens of people at the same time, he still summoned his spiritual gas and lunged at the Truth Cabinet behind him.
The chief of the Giant Axe Tribe and the chief of the Feathered Snakes Tribe took action at the same time. But they failed to stop him and allowed him to leap onto the Truth Cabinet!
"Come here!" Yan Chifeng grinned hideously.
On the Truth Cabinet, Li Yao's face was still pale, and he seemed to be in a trance, as if he had not recovered from the agony of his soul being torn apart. He was obviously the best hostage!
However, the moment Yan Chifeng jumped onto the Truth Cabinet, he sensed a hint of killing intent from Li Yao's dull eyes!
For a moment, all the pores on Yan Chifeng's body constricted to the minimum!
"Hu!"
Two surging spiritual gas collided on the Truth Cabinet abruptly. The Truth Cabinet was enshrouded in sand and dust, as if it were a stage covered by a curtain. It was impossible to see what was going on. The only thing that could be heard was the feeble sound of sabers and swords colliding. Then, everything returned to tranquility.
The wind on the desert blew over coldly. The curtain of sand and dust was slowly opened.
On the Truth Cabinet, Li Yao and Yan Chifeng were like two statues. They were absolutely still and maintained the posture of crossing each other.
Yan Chifeng's long sword was pointing at the void behind Li Yao, and Li Yao's saber was pointing at Yan Chifeng's back, too.
Everybody below the Truth Cabinet held their breath.
A drop of translucent blood slowly rolled to the tip of Li Yao's saber from the tip of his saber. It was shivering as if it was about to drip.
Yan Chifeng tried to move his eyeballs, but he couldn't even make such a simple movement.
Li Yao retreated his saber and whispered to Yan Chifeng's ear in a barely audible voice, "Are you curious where I hid the magical equipment that claimed to be able to resist the Truth Cabinet?"
"Idiot. There is no magical equipment at all. It is just a waste that I used to practice my micro-sculpting skills.
"The Truth Cabinet is such a marvelous artifact from ten thousand years ago. I've never even seen it before. How could I figure out its mechanism and craft a piece of magical equipment that could deal with it?
"It was all a bluff so that we could have a final battle on the Truth Cabinet.
"As to why I passed the test of the Truth Cabinet?"
"It's a long story. I can see that you are in a hurry. Let's talk about it next time."
Yan Chifeng's eyes gradually froze. The hatred in his eyes grew more and more intense. He stared at Li Yao, his lips shivering, but he could only make hissing sounds.
"Pu!"
A devastating wound appeared on Yan Chifeng's neck. Half of his neck had been cut off. A cluster of bloody mist blossomed like a weird red lotus, rendering the Truth Cabinet dreamy.
Clang!
His long sword fell to the ground. Yan Chifeng slowly fell to his knees in front of Li Yao, with regret and regret all over his face. His head tilted back, and he stopped moving. (To be continued.)
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