"By the way, Clan Leader Yan, I hope you can think it through quickly. Our Young Hall Master has limited patience."
The guard of the Chaos Temple added in a respectful tone.
Emperor Yan's Soul's face was twisted.
The Flame Tribe had been in the Chaos World for tens of millions of years, and no one had ever dared to threaten them.
Even the three Holy Kingdoms did not dare to be so arrogant in front of them.
But Feng Wuchen did not care about the Flame Tribe at all, as though he could destroy them at any time.
"Preposterous! That's too much! Feng Wuchen does not care about the Flame Tribe at all! "One of the clansmen was furious and could not help but roar.
"Little guard, how dare you talk to our Clan Leader like that. Are you tired of living?" A Chaos God Emperor clansman roared with murderous intent.
"Clan Leader!" Everyone in the Flame Tribe was furious and looked at Emperor Yan's Soul.
"Haha!" The furious Emperor Yan's Soul suddenly laughed.
He was so angry that he laughed.
Emperor Yan's Soul laughed and said, "What a Young Hall Master of the Chaos Temple. You are really arrogant. The Flame Tribe has been in the Chaos World for tens of millions of years and has never feared anyone. No force, even the three Holy Kingdoms, dares to be so arrogant in front of the Flame Tribe."
"Tsk tsk!"
Emperor Yan's Soul flicked his fingers and two invisible forces instantly cut off the Chaos Temple guard's arms, causing blood to gush out.
"Ah!" The Chaos Temple guard screamed and rolled on the ground.
Emperor Yan's Soul sneered proudly and said, "Since Feng Wuchen wants to fight with the Flame Tribe, I will accompany him. Feng Wuchen destroyed the cultivation of three Chaos God Emperors and I cut off your arms. This matter is even. If Feng Wuchen still wants to pursue the matter, the Flame Tribe is always ready to welcome him!"
The Flame Tribe would not tolerate anyone bullying and humiliating them!
Not even the Chaos God Emperors!
"Go back and tell Feng Wuchen that the Flaming Tribe and the Chaos Temple have no grudges over the years, nor do we have any friendship. It's his choice to be friend or foe. No matter what choice he makes, the Flaming Tribe will accept it, even if it means war."
Emperor Yan's Soul waved his hand and sent the Chaos Temple guard back.
In the square of the Chaos Temple, a guard appeared out of thin air. His face was twisted as he endured the pain and didn't scream.
Seeing their guards lose their arms, the people of the Primal Chaos Temple were infuriated. Terrifying murderous intent erupted from their bodies.
"Flame Clan!" The Chaos Xuan Fire Beast said fiercely, "The Flame Clan is getting bolder and bolder. It seems that they have forgotten who is the true overlord of the Chaos Realm. They have forgotten who suppressed the Flame Clan back then!"
Feng Wuchen appeared in front of the guard in a flash. He activated the Ancestor of Soul Force and placed his palm on the guard's shoulder.
Under the shocked gazes of everyone in the Chaos Temple, the guard's two hands instantly formed.
"Thank … Thank you, Young Master …" The guard was stunned as he thanked him. He looked at his hands in disbelief.
It was like a dream.
"Instant recovery …" The Ancient Heavenly Emperor, Nie Wuhun, and the rest of the Chaos Temple were all stunned.
What kind of divine ability was Feng Wuchen using?
How could he help a guard with a severed arm instantly recover?
Even the Fourth Elder couldn't do it, right?
"Very domineering Soul Power! I have never seen it before! "The Fourth Elder, Zhuge Qingfeng, widened his eyes in shock. His old face was instantly petrified.
The moment the Ancestor of Soul Force erupted, Zhuge Qingfeng felt a strong sense of danger. He could already feel his Soul Power being strongly suppressed.
"Fourth … Fourth Elder, the Young Master's Soul Power is terrifying …" A Chaos God Emperor alchemist said in horror as his body trembled violently.
"Fourth Elder, what is the Young Master's Soul Power?" Another alchemist asked in horror.
The alchemists of the Chaos Temple were all shocked and suppressed by Feng Wuchen's domineering Soul Power.
As one of the top alchemists in the Chaos Realm, Zhuge Qingfeng had never seen such a domineering Soul Power.
"Young Master, the Flame Emperor's Soul said …" The guard quickly repeated the Flame Emperor's Soul's words word for word.
Bloodthirsty Ares's eyes flashed with murderous intent. He said fiercely, "Waiting for me at any time? The Flame Tribe is indeed very strong, but I am very curious as to how strong they are. I really want to fight with them. "
"He actually wants us to choose. He really is arrogant." The Chaotic Wind Soul Beast sneered.
"Big Brother Chaos, do we have a chance to fight the Flame Tribe?" The Chaotic Ice Wolf sneered, his eyes bloodthirsty and ferocious.
The Chaotic Xuan Fire Beast didn't speak. He looked at Feng Wuchen.
The Chaos Ancestor had left everything to Feng Wuchen, so the Chaotic Xuan Fire Beast naturally had to listen to Feng Wuchen.
"Do you remember what I said just now?" Feng Wuchen looked at the guard and asked with a smile.
The guard nodded heavily. His heart was boiling with passion.
Feng Wuchen sneered. "I've said it before. If the Yan Clan dares to touch you, I'll make them pay a painful price. I'm not just saying it. Since the Yan Clan wants to try, let's show them."
"Young Master, are we going to war with the Flame Tribe now?" The Ancient Heavenly Emperor frowned and asked.
Feng Wuchen shook his head and sneered. "I won't destroy the Flame Tribe, so I won't start a war. Making them pay a painful price doesn't mean I have to destroy them."
The Flame Tribe still had to be left for Yan Wushuang and Yan Beishui.
Feng Wuchen took out a heaven-defying divine bead and gave it to the guard. "Cultivate well. I will avenge you!"
"Thank you, Young Master!" The guard thanked him respectfully. He was very touched.
"Young Master, how do you want to deal with the Flame Tribe?" Nie Wuhun asked respectfully. Everyone looked at the Young Master who had used a terrifying divine ability.
"The Flame Tribe broke your arms, so I will kill the two Chaos Heavenly Masters of the Flame Tribe!" Feng Wuchen sneered. "Didn't the Flame Emperor's Soul let me choose? This is my choice. Doesn't the Flame Emperor's Soul want to play? Then let's play. "
"To be honest, I am also very unhappy with the arrogance of the Flame Tribe. I think the elders and everyone in the Chaos Temple don't like it either."
The Ancient Heavenly Emperor said fiercely, "The Flame Tribe has been so arrogant for tens of millions of years. It is indeed disgusting."
"The Flame Tribe left the Chaos Realm because they think we are not qualified to be in the same world as them," Nie Wuhun said coldly.
"Young Master, the Flame Tribe is too arrogant! We can't let them go! "Everyone in the Chaos Temple roared.
Feng Wuchen sneered. "Of course. I, Feng Wuchen, will do what I say."
Feng Wuchen looked at everyone and asked with a smile, "Who wants to kill the Flame Tribe's Chaos Heavenly Masters?"
"Young Master, I want to." Bloodthirsty Ares was the first to answer.
Feng Wuchen glanced at Bloodthirsty Ares and said indifferently, "Bloodthirsty Ares, if you can't kill the two Chaos Heavenly Masters, don't come back. Kill them and bring their heads back."
"Yes, Young Master! I will not disappoint you. If I can't kill them, I will kill myself! "Bloodthirsty Ares respectfully accepted the order.
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