Sima Yang stood with his sword in his hand and snorted: "For the sake of thinking that you are also a generation of grandmasters, the head of this sect is unwilling to kill you, but you dare to sign a war book with me, a war book of life and death!" ”

Sima Zhantian was full of awe-inspiring intent, but he didn't answer immediately, but turned his head to look at Ye Feng.

"Lord, allow your subordinates to go to war and cut off the head of this miscellaneous dog!"

"Accurate!" Ye Feng's chopsticks slapped on the table.

"Good!"

Sima Yang smiled, turned his head to look at Mo Xilin at the moment, and said loudly: "You go and spread the word, invite the rest of the southern commanders to gather in the school field, and the head of this sect will invite them to watch a good show!" ”

In fact, this is Sima Yang's purpose, when he came in, he directly ignored Ye Feng's identity as the king of the northern realm, and regarded it as if he didn't know about it, so that the king of the northern realm naturally couldn't convict him of great disrespect, at most, he didn't know it.

And once the two sides sign the war letter, then this battle is justified!

Next, as long as he defeats or even directly kills the opponent, this field can be regarded as a return.

"I'm going to pass the word!" Moxilin immediately surrendered, and then withdrew.

"In this case, the head of this sect is waiting for you in the school grounds, I hope you don't want to be this turtle with a shrunken head, of course, if you don't want to come, this head of the sect has always been magnanimous, and he will never bother with you again!"

Sima Yang shook his hand, then quickly turned and left.

Ye Feng looked at him, there was no expression on his face, a little genius swordsman, he didn't pay attention to it, what could make him care a little was the Nanyue Hengshan Sword Sect behind the other party.

The Nanyue Hengshan Sword Sect has a long history, although it declined in the last century, but in recent years, with the drive of the Hengling Domain Lord, the Hengshan Sword Sect has developed more and more, and many disciples of the sect have entered the army, and their prestige in the south is not low.

Ye Feng knew very well that once this Sima Yang was destroyed, whether it was the Hengshan Sword Sect or the Hengling Domain Lord behind him, he would never give up.

Of course, Ye Feng, the king of the northern realm, has not really taken these things into account.

If he said that before he made a breakthrough to become a martial king, he would have some scruples about moving a famous ancient martial arts sect, but now, if the other party dares to jump out with great fanfare, he will be slapped to death directly!

"Let's go, go to school!" Ye Feng waved his hand, and then under the wheelchair pushed by Hong Qingyan, he went to the school field in the south.

Mo Xilin's swordsmanship may not be very good, but his ability to communicate is indeed not weak, and in the blink of an eye, the entire southern base camp already knows about it.

Then a pair of southern soldiers went towards the school yard one after another, and soon the school yard, which can accommodate thousands of people at the same time, was already full of people.

When Ye Feng came to the school field paved with fine soft sand, it was already overcrowded, and the rest of the commanders of the southern realm were also present, all of them were on the high platform.

Of course, the King of the Southern Realm did not appear, in fact, since the retreat five years ago, the King of the Southern Realm has rarely appeared outside, especially in the past two years, he has hardly left the house, so everyone has habitually ignored him.

As for the Lord of the Nine Domains, he rarely comes to the Southern Territory Base Camp, and only comes here when there is a special or urgent matter, and the rest of the time he stays in his own domain to be a powerful and powerful king.

Ye Feng and his party followed the rear and then ascended to the high platform.

Although at this time, the entire southern base camp already knew that the former king of the northern realm had descended to the southern realm, no one had any intention of saluting, and even many people showed arrogant and disdainful looks on their faces.

"Really, he can't even keep his throne in the north, and he still wants to come to our south, what does he want to do, doesn't he want to make himself happy?" Soon there was a lot of talk at the bottom.

"That's it, obviously he is already a cripple with a broken leg, and he still wants to come to our southern border to show off his might, not to mention that he is a cripple now, even if it is in his heyday, we may not look at their number!"

"Shh......h You have to be quiet, I heard that our third commander was killed on the spot by this so-called king of the north in the afternoon because of great disrespect! ”

"Hmph...... What are you afraid of, is this wheelchair-bound king of the northern realm still dare to kill all our southern border soldiers, he is not so bold, now our first swordsman in the southern realm has come forward, wait, wait for his subordinates to fall, and then he will definitely get out of our southern border! ”

"Yes, a king who has broken his leg and is about to be abolished does not deserve our respect at all, and he must be let out of the southern realm later!"

Ye Feng naturally listened to the discussions in the school field below, but he didn't bother to care, he acted as the king of the northern realm, and he never had to look at anyone's color, and he would never explain it to anyone.

Sima Yang was very proud, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, today's battle, as long as he wins, not only can he find a place for his junior brother, but also be able to show his face for a while, and his reputation in the south will naturally be greatly improved.

"Let's see if everyone is almost there, let's start over there!"

Sima Yang immediately took three steps forward, and then gestured slightly to an old man next to him.

The old man understood, picked up an agreement on the desk, and said loudly: "Although the two sides agree to compete, but the sword has no eyes, this is a life and death contract, once signed, life and death are at your own risk!" ”

Sima Yang immediately waved his hand at Sima Zhantian and said, "Please!" ”

Sima Zhantian didn't say a word, dragged his tall body and walked over quickly, and then quickly signed his name and pressed his handprint on it, and then Sima Yang did so.

"So, the fight begins, go to the ring!" After the old man finished speaking, he quickly stepped aside.

"I heard you're from the North, right? I hope that in the future, don't disappoint the head of this sect too much, otherwise if this matter is transmitted back to the southern border, I am afraid that the old faces of those banner masters in the southern border will not be able to hang up! ”

Sima Yang laughed loudly, and with a slight touch of his foot, the whole person flew up, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived in the ring in front of him.

Sima Zhantian didn't say a word, and rushed over directly.

Ye Feng's face was always indifferent, and in the state of opening his eyes, he could clearly see that this Sima Yang had just entered the realm of the Great Grandmaster of Transformation Strength, and even the energy in his body had not been able to completely reach the point of being superb.

What's more important is that the other party is a head coach, who has only been teaching all year round, and has never been on the battlefield at all, and a person like this cannot be compared with a battle-hardened general like Sima Zhantian.

What's more, Sima Zhantian himself is a profound Transforming Strength Grandmaster, and his strength has already been superb!

"Three moves, Lao Tzu only needs three moves to cut off your dog's head!" Sima Zhantian held the big knife in his hand, and his whole body was awe-inspiring.

"Ignorant fanatics, dare to hold up so much in front of me, it's just that you don't know whether to live or die!" Sima Yang's wrist flicked, and the green sword in his hand immediately bloomed with sword flowers.

"Death!" Sima Zhantian raised his big knife and pounced out like a tiger, which was really a tiger.