Han Xingyu originally thought that there would be a fierce battle between Fang Bai, Zu Tiangang and others, but she didn't expect that the winner would be decided in a blink of an eye, so that she didn't even have the opportunity to "send charcoal in the snow".

In this regard, Han Xingyu felt helpless and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

However, Fang Bai's strong strength made Han Xingyu admire and admire, and it also strengthened her determination to persuade the door master to release the two Linghu sisters from their imprisonment.

Fang Bai was able to defeat Zu Tiangang and other powerhouses of the Purple Yan Sect, so it was impossible for the high-ranking people of the Xuannu Sect to be his opponent, for such a strong person, even if he couldn't make friends, he must not be offended.

"Ancestor Master, you are defeated!"

Fang Bai looked at Zu Tiangang, who was bleeding from his mouth and nose and was unsteady on his feet, and said indifferently.

"Defeated...... Finished...... Defeated...... It's over......"

Zu Tiangang was defeated by Fang Bai, suffering a double blow both physically and mentally, and he was a little confused for a while, standing there staggeringly, repeating the words "defeated" and "finished" in his mouth.

Zu Tiangang knew that if his high-level sect leaders were defeated, the Purple Yan Sect would be finished.

The thirteen Ziyan Sect Hong-level powerhouses behind Zu Tiangang were seriously injured one by one, and it was already difficult to recover to their peak state, slumped on the ground, some looked silent, some looked desperate, some scolded angrily, and some wanted to struggle to stand up and continue to resist.

"Phew!"

Fang Bai suddenly shouted, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, exploding in Zu Tiangang's ears.

Zu Tiangang was full of excitement, and only then did he come back to his senses.

"Ancestor Master, what else do you have to say?"

Fang Bai looked at Zu Tiangang coldly and asked.

Zu Tiangang's face was pale, his heart was full of despair, and he laughed miserably: "The winner is the king, and the loser is Kou." What else can I say? This is the number one sect in the Thousand Lakes Country, and it belongs to your Bitao Martial Academy. Ha...... Ha ha...... My ancestor Tiangang has become a sinner of the Purple Flame Sect for the ages...... Damn it...... I'm damn ......"

"You really deserve to die! Not only you, but also the thirteen high-ranking people of the Purple Flame Sect behind you, all deserve to die!"

Fang Bai smiled, revealing a row of snow-white teeth, but there was a chilling murderous aura in that smile, and said: "In the martial arts world, the weak eat the strong, this is an eternal rule. You're defeated, so you're going to die!"

An elder of the Purple Yan Sect said sharply: "Fang Bai, according to the rules of the martial arts competition of the Sect Conference, if you win, it will be up to you Bitao Martial Academy to sit in the position of the number one sect in the Thousand Lakes Country, why do you still want to kill us? Your heart is so vicious, it will make the disciples of the major sects present chill! I am afraid that your Purple Flame Sect will also be difficult to convince the public in the future!"

"Vicious?"

Fang Bai seemed to have heard a big joke, he looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, then his eyes were cold, and he stared at the Purple Yan Sect elder and said, "May I ask this elder, if I lose this battle, will you show mercy to your subordinates and not kill me? Will you allow a few Bitao Martial Academy disciples on the scene to return to Bitao Martial Academy alive? Will you not retaliate against Bitao Martial Academy?"

Fang Bai asked several questions one after another, making the Purple Yan Sect elder speechless, slurbling, and speechless.

The elder didn't say anything, but the disciples of the major sects at the scene understood it in their hearts.

With the style of the Purple Flame Sect, if this battle is defeated in vain, it will definitely end up in ashes.

And Ge Feng and other Ziyan Sect disciples at the scene would never return to Bitao Martial Academy alive.

After that, the Purple Flame Sect will definitely retaliate frantically against the Bitao Martial Academy, the high-level of the Bitao Martial Academy and the talented disciples with good talents, don't think that one can live.

In the end, even if the Bitao Martial Academy is not destroyed, it will fall into a state of disintegration, and there will be no chance of coming out.

Therefore, Fang Bai did this, and no one in the major sects at the scene felt that it was inappropriate, anyway, they took it for granted.

Of course, even if someone is dissatisfied in their hearts, they will never dare to raise objections, this Qianhu Country is about to change the sky, who would be stupid enough to offend Fang Bai and Bitao Martial Academy?

"Fang Bai, killing too many people will hurt Tianhe, and you will be punished by the Heavenly Dao! You take my life and let go of other Purple Yan Sect disciples!"

Zu Tiangang knew that he was going to die, so he didn't accept it and begged for mercy, and said sharply.

"Heavenly Dao?"

Fang Bai smiled and said, "In my eyes, the Dao of Heaven is also controlled by the strong and the victorious! and I, the strong and the victor, can dominate your destiny!"

His words were domineering, if he had been placed before the duel with Zu Tiangang and others, maybe everyone on the scene would think that he was arrogant, but now, no one thinks like this anymore.

After Fang Bai finished speaking, he approached Zu Tiangang step by step with a surging killing machine.

Just when everyone thought that Fang Bai was going to kill Zu Tiangang, Fang Bai suddenly paused, looked at the entrance of the martial arts arena, and frowned, as if sensing something.

All the martial artists at the scene turned their heads one after another, following Fang Bai's gaze towards the entrance of the martial arts arena.

"It's not you who can control their fate, it's us!"

A clear and melodious voice suddenly sounded over the martial arts arena, clearly reaching the ears of every martial artist on the scene, and hundreds of martial artists except Fang Bai and everyone else actually had a feeling of dizziness, almost unsteady on their feet.

With that voice, two figures, one tall and one short, appeared at the entrance of the martial arts arena, walking side by side towards the stone platform.

Their pace is not very fast, but when they step out, it is a distance of tens of meters, as elegant as flowing clouds, like a gust of wind swept by, and in a blink of an eye, they have passed in front of the disciples of the major sects, standing beside Zu Tiangang on the stone platform, facing Fang Baimian.

The speed of these two people is amazingly fast, even a Hong-level consummation powerhouse like Zu Tiangang is beyond the reach of the dust, and only a heaven-level powerhouse can do it.

After Zu Tiangang, who was originally desperate, saw the faces of the tall and short two people clearly, his expression suddenly showed surprise and ecstasy, and he said in a voice that almost cried: "Two seniors save me!"

One tall and one short, the two gave Zu Tiangang a disdainful look, and said in unison: "Waste!"

"Yes! Yes! I'm a waste! I'm a waste! As soon as the two seniors arrive, my life will be saved, and our Purple Flame Sect will be free of worries!"

In front of the two people, one tall and one short, Zu Tiangang didn't dare to refute a word, nor did he dare to show any unhappiness, he was as well-behaved as a dog wagging his tail and begging for mercy, nodding and bending over, with an extremely respectful attitude.

One tall and one short, the two ignored him anymore, and looked at Fang Bai with interest.

Fang Bai was also looking at them.

The two men, tall and short, were both about forty years old, wearing the same white robe, and the martial arts aura was also similar, obviously they were disciples of the same sect, but the figures and appearances were very contrasting, which made people look funny.

The tall man is more than 1.9 meters tall, with a majestic and tall figure, dressed in a white robe, and has a graceful demeanor, but he has an extremely ugly face, and he will have nightmares when he looks at it more.

The short man is less than one meter three, like a dwarf, but he has fair skin, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a handsome appearance.

It's hard not to be impressed by two men standing together like this.

(End of chapter)