Chapter 403: Life is better than death

"Little crumbs, don't be afraid to flash your tongue when you say big things?"

Hearing Zhan Feihong's astonishing words, the two Blood Demon Sect disciples standing on the left and right were slightly stunned, and then one of the disciples snorted disdainfully.

"But since you want to challenge us, as the highest-ranking Triple Sect here, we won't refuse you, I'm afraid you don't have the guts!"

After the cultist finished speaking, the other cultist said with a sneer.

"Dealing with you guys, is it a challenge?"

Zhan Feihong heard the two of them singing and harmonizing in his ears, and he couldn't help but shake his head.

"Do you think you're worthy of being our opponent?"

The two disciples were so angry by Zhan Feihong's attitude that they said viciously: "If it weren't for the canon's words, we would have dismantled you directly into eight pieces!"

"So, as long as I don't fight you, you won't do anything to me in advance?"

Rolling his eyes, Zhan Feihong secretly pondered the other party's words and continued to ask.

"Little miscellaneous pieces, you can rest assured, if you dare to consume it like this, it will be equivalent to losing this competition unconditionally. And in the next time, we, as Triple Sects, will naturally educate you newcomers who don't understand the rules. The two Blood Demon cultists replied with a sadistic look on their faces, pinching the joints.

Hearing this, Zhan Feihong guessed the general meaning of the canon.

If I guessed correctly, my unintentional words just now indirectly launched a declaration similar to a leapfrog challenge, I am afraid that among the canons of this Blood Demon Heavenly Wolf Sect, there happens to be such a one.

While he was thinking to himself, the two Blood Demon Cultists standing across from him walked towards the other cultists in the residence.

"You, come over and do justice to me!"

A moment later, the two of them each stretched out their palms to the crowd of onlookers, and gestured to arrest someone to testify.

The two captured Blood Demon Cultists wanted to shrink away when they saw that the situation was not good, but unfortunately, before they could make a dodge move, they were firmly pinched by the other party's arms.

When the two captured witnesses came to Zhan Feihong, one of the two Triple Cultists asked stupidly, "Tell me, which of the two of us do you want to challenge?"

"I have a choice?"

Zhan Feihong heard the other party's question, narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked thoughtfully.

"Of course, no matter who you choose one of us, it's a dead end!" the Blood Demon Cultist laughed wildly.

"Really?"

A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and Zhan Feihong suddenly raised his head and glanced around.

Then, he raised his voice a little and asked, "Then I'm going to challenge both of you at the same time, I don't know if it's okay?"

When he said this, he could only hear the originally quiet crowd, and there began to be a buzzing discussion.

And the faces of the two Triple Blood Demon Sect disciples also became a lot more ugly.

"Okay, this is what you said personally, little bastard, don't think that there are rules governing it, we can't kill you, you can be unscrupulous. After a while, we'll let you know what life is better than death!"

The hands suddenly swelled out a thick bloody aura, and the two Blood Demon Sect disciples couldn't help but scold the dumbfounded notary next to them: "You all remember it clearly for me, if the people above dare to say half a wrong word after they come, unless you have the ability to move out of here, you will wait for endless revenge!"

The warning only startled the two notaries, and then their eyes widened into the ground.

"Little crumb, if you don't do it, we won't wait any longer!"

Seeing the notary's actions, the two Blood Demon Cultists retracted their gaze, and then roared angrily at Zhan Feihong.

"Please. ”

Hearing the roars of the two people, Zhan Feihong stretched out his finger and hooked it slightly.

The competition had already begun, how could those two Blood Demon Sect disciples withstand such a provocation like Zhan Feihong, and the whole person rushed towards them like a large cloud of blood mist!

But the next moment, not only did their attack have no effect, but their bodies flew out of thin air and slammed into the walls of the residence with great ferocity.

Fortunately, the walls of this residence were built by a special genius treasure, otherwise they would have been crushed by the flying power of these two people!

"W-how-"

By the time the two Triple Blood Demon Cultists slipped off the wall, their eyes were already full of Venus, and they were just about to faint when their vision darkened.

In the face of this earth-shaking and tremendous change, the believers standing on the sidelines were only dumbfounded, as if they could not react in a short time.

And the two dizzy people involved were also full of daze and incomprehension, even if they wanted to break their heads, they didn't understand that with their cultivation, the two of them had already reached the early stage of spiritual condensation, and they couldn't even pack up a newcomer.

But as soon as the unwilling complaint began, the two felt their scalps tingle.

"I want to ask, am I a successful challenge now?"

I don't know when, Zhan Feihong's figure flashed behind them, and at this moment, he was grabbing their hair tightly, and asked in a quiet voice.

"Little crumb, don't deceive people too much-"

Hearing Zhan Feihong's voice, one of the Blood Demon Cultists immediately shouted frantically.

But the scream stopped abruptly only halfway through, replaced by a heavy hammer.

With this muffled sound, a bruise suddenly appeared on the Blood Demon Cultist's forehead, and a patch of blood was also left on the wall.

"Let me ask again, did I succeed in the challenge?"

With that slight smile still hanging on the corner of his mouth, Zhan Feihong asked lightly.

"Stinky boy, you dare to hurt us?! Did you know that behind us, there is a six-fold waiter-"

After the knock just now, the Blood Demon Cultist who was shouting before was speechless for a while, and the other Blood Demon Cultist who saw his companion being victimized burst out with a hideous face to support him.

It's a pity that he didn't succeed in explaining this sentence clearly, and he left a pool of blood stains on the wall.

"I'm telling you, this is the last chance. ”

Sighing slowly, Zhan Feihong pulled the two obedient guys to a position parallel to his gaze, and his gaze swept over one after another.

"Actually, there is one thing, I didn't make it clear just now, creating that feeling that life is worse than death, and it is also a glimpse of the door. If you dare to talk to me again, I don't mind asking you to taste my craft!"

His eyes were covered with simulated blood, and he twitched the corners of his mouth and said very clearly.

These words were deeply imprinted in the ears of the two Triple Blood Demon Cultists, who had tasted Zhan Feihong's cruel methods, and they couldn't help but shudder, and they simply shrank back their humiliated mentality.

Seeing the two of them nod their heads desperately, Zhan Feihong's expression flashed with imperceptible satisfaction.

"It seems that you can still understand human speech. ”

Letting go of his hands grabbing his hair, he stood up and continued to ask, "Since I have succeeded in the challenge, are the rules in this house under my control?"

Hearing Zhan Feihong's words, the faces of the two Blood Demon Cultists who kept nodding their heads with their heads down were clouded with a layer of unwillingness, but the matter had come to this, and they had no choice but to give in.

Seeing that they still didn't make any rebuttals, Zhan Feihong said casually: "It's in my hands, right, then you can go to the corner and squat for a few hours." ”

When he said this, the two Blood Demon Sect disciples' faces suddenly changed drastically, and they wanted to jump up immediately and fight to the death with him.

After all, the two of them were the highest-ranking Triple Sect members in this abode, and they had been in this house for a long time, and now they were returned to the other in the same way, which was obviously extremely humiliating.

"What, don't want to?"

Sensing the hesitation of the two of them, the corners of Zhan Feihong's mouth curled, and he asked, "Why, you are also a strong seed, so you have to ask me to move my muscles and bones before I am willing to be obedient?"

This seems to be what they said to Zhan Feihong at the beginning, and now when they hear it in their ears, it is like being slapped hotly.

Moreover, they had already seen each other's strength, so it was naturally impossible for them to make any resistance like Zhan Feihong did.

Seeing that the pair of hands was about to grab their hair again, the two Blood Demon Cultists crawled to the corner of the wall and fell to their knees.

It wasn't until the figures of the two people were shorter that Zhan Feihong withdrew his gaze and turned to the other onlookers.

"You can all see, they knelt down on their own initiative, and I didn't do anything, nor did I say anything to force them, right?"

Shrugging his shoulders, his gaze wandered over the faces of every Blood Demon Sect member present one by one, and said with a smile.

"Yes, yes, yes, they are all to blame, and they take the initiative to kneel down and dismantle the mistake!"

They all avoided Zhan Feihong's sight, and the crowd of onlookers forced out a smile and agreed.

Zhan Feihong nodded with satisfaction, and reached out to touch the number of the bed he had placed.

However, halfway through, he suddenly paused, frowned and asked the disciples next to him, "Do you know where I should sleep?"

The disciples were stunned for a moment, and then smiled and pointed to the most luxurious of the many beds.

It's my bed, right?" pretending to be a little surprised, Zhan Feihong continued to ask.

"This was supposed to be Brother Wang's bed, but I think he would be more than willing to give it to you. ”

Sensing Zhan Feihong's questioning gaze, the Blood Demon Sect disciple who was being targeted shrank in his heart and replied improvisedly.

"Who is Godbrother Wang?" Zhan Feihong asked again.

The cultist reached out and gestured to the two Triple Cultists kneeling in the corner.

Following the other party's instructions, Zhan Feihong smiled secretly, then raised his hands and walked over to the Wang godbrother, pretending to be polite: "How embarrassing is this, the little brother has just arrived, and he is so annoyed that the godbrother is so gracious, and even his own bed gives way to me, I am really ashamed!"