Lieyan Jiufeng had been standing off to the side, watching coldly as Mu Xi and Yan Wuzun bickered.
But Yan Wuzun was pointing a finger at him and calling the Ancient Infernals trash, and ants. That was something he couldn't tolerate.
Lieyan Jiufeng's eyes were as cold as a lake, and he radiated a cold aura that would make anyone who looked at him shudder.
Nie Tian's eyes narrowed. He had never seen Lieyan Jiufeng react in such a way, and his heart sank. He was worried that Lieyan Jiufeng would do something outrageous.
"What? I said the Ancient Infernals are trash. Do you have a problem with that? " Yan Wuzun could sense the killing intent in Lieyan Jiufeng's eyes, but he didn't care. In fact, he grew even more arrogant, his eyes filled with derision and contempt.
That said, he remembered that this was the Greenwood Empire, so he didn't make a move.
"I have a problem with that, and a lot of it!" Lieyan Jiufeng said coldly, but he still managed to maintain a certain level of calmness. He said, "Yan Wuzun, if you think that the Ancient Ming are all trash, why don't you show me just how strong the Fire Elf Race is?"
"Oh?" Yan Wuzun let out a cold laugh. He stared at Lieyan Jiufeng playfully and said disdainfully, "Do you really think you can fight me with your strength?"
"You don't dare?" Lieyan Jiufeng said Cold, clearly trying to provoke Yan Wuzun.
At this point, Mu Xi said, "Lieyan Jiufeng, calm down!" She didn't want to see Lieyan Jiufeng and Yan Wuzun fighting.
Truth be told, she wasn't very confident in Lieyan Jiufeng's strength.
Lieyan Jiufeng was only in the early Paramount God level, whereas Yan Wuzun was in the late Paramount God level. On top of that, Yan Wuzun was a freakishly talented genius who could match peak Paramount Gods in battle prowess.
Even if Lieyan Jiufeng was an Ancient Ming, it was unlikely that he would be a match for Yan Wuzun.
"This King doesn't dare?" Yan Wuzun couldn't help but chuckle at Lieyan Jiufeng's provocation. He said in a Cold tone, "Your Ancient Ming race was indeed powerful for a time, and you were the leader of the nine ancient races for a very long time. But that was in the past. The Ancient Ming is no longer as glorious as they once were. "
"After the death of the Underworld Emperor, your Ancient Ming Tribe became the weakest of the Nine Ancient Clans. If it wasn't for the fact that the Wood Elf Tribe still remembers you every year, you wouldn't even have the right to participate in the Nine Ancient Clans Battle Royale."
"You want to challenge This King with your current strength? You're simply courting death!"
Yan Wuzun's words were sharp and every word was like a sharp blade stabbing into Lieyan Jiufeng's heart.
Lieyan Jiufeng knew that although Yan Wuzun's words were very arrogant, they were all true.
The once prosperous Ancient Ming Tribe had indeed become the weakest of the Nine Ancient Clans.
It was only because the Wood Elf Tribe had persisted every time. Otherwise, there would have been no place for the Ancient Ming Tribe in the Nine Ancient Clans Battle Royale.
In truth, whether it was Lieyan Jiufeng or Heaven Chief and Earth Chief, everything they did was for the sake of reviving the Underworld Emperor so that the Ancient Ming Tribe could return to its peak!
Lieyan Jiufeng believed that as long as the Underworld Emperor was revived, the Nine Realms and the Nine Li Demon Realm would eventually be conquered by the Ancient Ming Tribe.
Because the Underworld Emperor's strength was absolutely not something that the current martial practitioners could imagine!
At this time, Mu Xi still wanted to persuade Lieyan Jiufeng, but the latter raised a hand to stop her.
Lieyan Jiufeng looked Cold at Yan Wuzun and uttered two words Chilly, "Die!"
Yan Wuzun was taken aback. He clearly didn't expect Lieyan Jiufeng to be so stubborn.
"Since you're so stubborn, then don't blame this king for being ruthless!" Yan Wuzun's lips curled into a Cold smile. He looked at the two male Fire Elves behind him and said to one of them, "Huo Li, you do it. Don't hold back. Kill him and this king will reward you!"
"Yes!" The man called Huo Li replied. He took a step forward and stared at Lieyan Jiufeng with a pair of scarlet eyes. He chuckled and said, "Ancient Ming trash, you don't have the qualifications to make the Ninth Prince take action. I, Huo Li, will be enough to kill you!"
It was obvious that Yan Wuzun looked down on Lieyan Jiufeng. He didn't even have the desire to take action himself. He left it to one of his guards.
"Is that so?" Lieyan Jiufeng's mouth twitched, but he took a step back and said, "Kill him, Cang Lan!"
"Alright!" Cang Lan nodded solemnly. He took a step forward and the sword aura around him suddenly erupted. Suddenly, a mighty sword pressure spread out and formed a terrifying pressure in the air.
Nie Tian's brows furrowed slightly, and he directly pulled Raindrop and Qianye Yuan to retreat far away.
He knew how strong Cang Lan was, and didn't want to get caught up in the fighting.
Yan Wuzun and Lieyan Jiufeng were both very interesting. Both of them were keeping a low profile, and not taking action themselves. Instead, they were letting the people around them do it.
Cang Lan was a late Paramount God, which meant that he was far stronger than Lieyan Jiufeng.
However, Nie Tian knew that Lieyan Jiufeng's battle prowess couldn't be judged by his cultivation base. Moreover, he believed that Lieyan Jiufeng's battle prowess was definitely above Cang Lan's.
"Coward!" Huo Li said. Seeing that Lieyan Jiufeng wasn't going to make a move, he couldn't help but sneer.
He assumed that Lieyan Jiufeng was afraid of him, and that was why he had asked Cang Lan to make a move.
Of course, the truth was that Lieyan Jiufeng didn't deign to make a move.
"I'll kill you with my sword!" Cang Lan said coldly, pulsing with a terrifying sword will.
If Lieyan Jiufeng wanted him to do it, how could he not?
"How arrogant!" Huo Li roared, trembling as crimson flames sprang up around him. In the blink of an eye, the area for tens of thousands of meters around him had turned into a crucible.
"Flashy, but impractical," Nie Tian said, chuckling. "After Cang Lan's sword, you're dead!"
Huo Li was a mid Paramount God, which wasn't bad. Unfortunately for him, he was facing Sagely Sword Cang Lan.
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that Sagely Sword Cang Lan was a first-rate swordsman among the Nine Realms.
In the Wretched Peak Sword Discourse, if it hadn't been for the appearance of a freak like Nie Tian, Huo Li would have been the chief sword.
"Die!" Cang Lan roared. He didn't even look at Huo Li. He directly slashed out with his sword. Suddenly, a golden sword light appeared. It was like a golden waterfall. It carried an incomparably violent Sword Will and crazily pressed towards Huo Li.
At the same time, the flames around Huo Li grew more violent, transforming into a vicious beast of fire that charged toward Cang Lan.
RUUUUMBLE! High up in the sky, the golden sword slammed into the beast of fire, causing a massive boom to ring out. The beast of fire collapsed, and the golden sword continued on toward Huo Li.
BAM! A moment later, the sword descended, and Huo Li didn't even have time to scream before he was engulfed in a shower of blood.
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