Chapter 3620
Words:1692Update:22/12/07 15:07:19
"Bastard! Is that what you're promising? Our Golden Crow Tribe was almost finished by you! "The old man kicked the middle-aged man, his face revealing a look of disappointment.
"Ancestor! Spare me … I am doing this for the Golden Crow Tribe … I … Ah … "The middle-aged man screamed as he rolled on the ground from the old man's kick.
Zhao Yuande frowned. He could see that the other party was just acting. The old man was not ruthless at all. The middle-aged man's screams were all faked!
At this moment, even the flame-robed expert could not help but frown. He could also see that the ancestor was not willing to really punish the middle-aged man.
This middle-aged man was actually the ancestor's great-grandson. The ancestor doted on him very much. The middle-aged man's father was once the tribe leader, but because of improper cultivation, he was burned by the Golden Crow Divine Fire. The ancestor always felt sorry for this great-grandson, so he did not choose the next tribe leader. Instead, he wanted to wait for this great-grandson to grow up and succeed the tribe leader's position.
Zhao Yuande did not say anything. Instead, he watched coldly from the side. He wanted to see what kind of explanation the old man would give him in the end.
The middle-aged man screamed for a full hour, but did not even spit out a mouthful of blood. This kind of acting was really bad.
"The two of you, look … the man is already dead. The mistake has been made. Even if you kill him now, it will not help!" The old man smiled. "I have already punished this man. Why don't our Golden Crow Tribe compensate the Golden Crow Peak and let this matter go?"
"Let it go just like that?" Zhao Yuande could not help but sneer. "You just gave me a bad performance and you want to take the lives of a few people?"
"Then what do you want?" When the old man heard Zhao Yuande's words, it was obvious that he wanted to shed all pretense of cordiality. His face immediately darkened. "I am a High Lord. This attitude is already giving you face. Don't be ungrateful!"
"Is that so?" Zhao Yuande's face turned cold. He sneered and said, "Since you don't want to punish him, don't blame me for doing it myself!"
"You … did it yourself … Hmph!" The old man sneered with disdain.
"You don't believe me?" Zhao Yuande looked at Yin Luofeng and said indifferently, "You stop this stubborn old thing. I'll do it!"
"Don't worry, master!" Yin Luofeng said excitedly. "I'm looking forward to fighting this guy!"
"Since you want to fight, let's go out!" The old man glanced at Zhao Yuande. "I really don't believe that a Holy Venerate like you can cause any trouble in my Golden Crow Clan!"
"Hehe!" Yin Luofeng chuckled and didn't say anything, but there was a hint of mockery in his eyes.
This person is someone who can even beat me up. Your Golden Crow Clan … I'm afraid it won't take much time before he can annihilate it.
However, this master's heart wasn't that hard. It could be considered a small pity.
"Capture him for me, but don't take his life!" The old man glanced at the expert in the flame robes and gave the order.
"Yes … Ancestor!" The flame-robed expert nodded helplessly.
"Hehe! Capture him and hand him to me, Golden Crow Peak Master … "The middle-aged man could not help but grin when he saw this scene. He crawled up from the ground and looked at Zhao Yuande with a disdainful sneer.
"Hehe!" Zhao Yuande sneered. "I'm afraid you won't have the chance to do so!"
Before his voice died away, he had already disappeared.
A golden light streaked across the void and a golden figure appeared behind the middle-aged man.
"What …" The old man had just started fighting with Yin Luofeng. He was shocked to see this scene in the blink of an eye.
"Don't be distracted, or you'll suffer a great loss!" Yin Luofeng's body expanded and turned into a giant dozens of feet tall. He punched out and the entire space was about to collapse.
"Ah …"
At this moment, the middle-aged man let out a shrill scream. His body directly collapsed, and only his head flew up and landed in Zhao Yuande's hand.
"What … Young Clan Leader!" The flame-robed expert exclaimed.
He hadn't even made a move, but the young clan leader was cut in half. He thought he was dreaming.
"What the hell!" The old man exclaimed. He turned around and wanted to snatch the middle-aged man's head from Zhao Yuande's hand.
"Old man, you're distracted!"
Yin Luofeng sneered. A dark cloud flew out from his body and he instantly blended into the cloud.
"Ah … This cloud …" The old man let out a shrill scream. His face turned dark. "Damn it! Damn it! Golden Crow Divine Fire, burn him! "
"Hehe! It's not that easy! "Yin Luofeng reappeared in the black cloud and punched at the old man.
Not only did this punch include the old man, it also enveloped the countless buildings of the Golden Crow Clan below.
If the old man didn't block it, more than half of the Golden Crow Tribe would die in an instant.
"I'll kill you!" The old man roared. His eyes were filled with anger.
"That's right!" Yin Luofeng grinned and fought with the old man.
Zhao Yuande didn't care about the battle outside. He knew how powerful and cunning Yin Luofeng was. This demon had been in Hell for many years. He had experienced countless schemes and dangerous battles. He was much more cunning than the old ancestor of the Golden Crow Tribe who hid here all day.
Although Yin Luofeng might not be able to kill him, it was more than enough to restrain him and gain the upper hand.
"Let go of the Young Lord. Otherwise, my Golden Crow Tribe will use all of our tribe's strength to kill you!" When the expert in the flame robe saw Zhao Yuande grabbing the middle-aged man's head, he felt a little apprehensive.
"Let go of me and I promise you'll be safe. I'll also release all the people of the Golden Crow Peak. Otherwise, they'll all die here!" The middle-aged man's voice was filled with resentment.
"Is that so?" Zhao Yuande smirked and released power from his palm.
"Bang!"
The middle-aged man's head exploded and a black shadow rushed out.
"Come back here!" Zhao Yuande reached out his hand and grabbed the black shadow. With a look of disdain, he said, "What else do you want to say now?"
"You … You're dead! You're dead! My old ancestor will skin you alive to avenge me! "The middle-aged man's Divine Soul twisted and let out a resentful voice.
"I didn't expect you to have guts!" Zhao Yuande looked at the middle-aged man's Divine Soul in surprise.
"Hmph! There are no cowards in the Golden Crow Tribe! "The middle-aged man sneered.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
