As soon as everyone's words came out, Zhang Ziqi immediately said with frost on his face:

"You group of people simply don't know what to do, seniors, you have a plan with you, you still dare to make an inch!"

Lin Yijian smiled contemptuously and ignored it at all.

The strength accumulated by so many families, no matter how good you are, you have to bow down here, what is a small Zhang family.

"Hmph, when we kill this kid, it will be your Zhang family's turn!"

Everyone looked at Zhang Ziqi's gaze, and they were also cold.

Chu Jingtian narrowed his eyes and looked at this group of ancestors who refused to give up: "I originally came here with no intention of disturbing the local forces. But if you seek your own death, you can't blame me! You know, there is nothing in this world, you can get a piece of the pie!"

"Do you really plan to swallow White Lion Mountain alone?"

Everyone just thought it was incredible.

The ancestors of Mingze City have formed an alliance temporarily, and they want to force Chu to retreat. When these people join forces, they represent the will of the entire Mingze City, and it is simply a fantasy to dare to confront it in this situation, and to monopolize White Lion Mountain.

"Senior, are you insisting on this?" Lin Yijian narrowed his eyes, and his aura gradually increased.

Qian Jianfeng also let out a low shout, and then the golden lion under his crotch also leaned down, as if he was about to pounce at any time.

The other ancestors present also had murderous intentions.

As long as Chu Jingtian insists on monopolizing White Lion Mountain, they will make a move in the next moment.

Man dies for money, and birds die for food.

Under such huge interests, if you don't fight to the death, how can anyone be willing to stop?

"Senpai!"

At this time, even Zhang Ziqi was slightly stunned.

He didn't expect that the families of Mingze City would be willing to put down their previous festivals and join forces to deal with Chu Jingtian for the sake of White Lion Mountain.

No wonder the strong dragon does not suppress the head snake. If it were someone else, it would not be possible to monopolize White Lion Mountain in this case. Zhang Ziqi looked at the old ancestors in front of him, and a trace of mockery flashed in his eyes: "But unfortunately, you met Senior Chu!"

He didn't know what height Chu Jingtian's strength had reached.

But just the Netherworld Bi Fang on his shoulder can raze the entire Mingze City to the ground!

"Boom!"

Just as he was thinking about it, a terrifying hurricane suddenly burst out of the ruins in the distance, sweeping away without warning. In the hurricane, a figure swept out and soared into the sky, like a bolt of lightning tearing the void apart.

This figure is the previous Huang Ping Ancestor!

Huang Ping Ancestor was scorched black, with a smell of burnt skin and flesh, and there was almost no intact place on his body, obviously burned by the Netherworld Bi Fang before, his eyes stared at Chu Jingtian, almost wanting to kill.

"Bastard, I'm going to break you to pieces!"

Huang Ping's old ancestor's eyes were blood-red, and he shouted coldly.

He has always been unscrupulous in Mingze City, when has he been humiliated like this? If he doesn't kill Chu Jingtian, how can he swallow this breath and revive the prestige of the Huang family?

In a fit of rage, the only thought in his mind was killing.

"Roar!"

He let out a low roar, his blood surging all over his body, and the momentum of the whole person was surging. The terrifying sword aura swept out directly from his body, and even blasted the ground around him with cold sword rays.

Such a knife aura shocked everyone.

Qian Jianfeng only felt his heart tremble, and his face suddenly turned extremely pale. He originally thought that after decades of retreat, he could already find Huang Ping Ancestor to avenge this broken arm. But it wasn't until this moment that he realized that he was too naïve!

'Too strong!'

'If we go it alone, so many of us will probably not be his opponents at all!'

'Maybe only if everyone joins forces, they can only barely compete with him!'

Everyone thought in their hearts, and couldn't help but gasp. Decades ago, Huang Ping killed one step at a time, and the scene of establishing the first clan in Mingze City seemed to reappear in front of everyone's eyes.

Only Lin Yijian's eyes were shining, clutching the hilt of the sword, staring at Huang Ping Ancestor, unable to hide his frustration.

Swords and swords are both sharp weapons, and they also end up in the same way.

Huang Ping Ancestor had already cultivated to the point where he was the same inside and out, and he was still far from it. Even if he uses all his cultivation to resist, I'm afraid he won't be able to resist the other party's knife!

"Zheng!"

At this time, Huang Ping was already bursting out.

The sword burst out of his body,

In the shocked eyes of everyone, this surging sword light had already swept around Huang Ping's ancestor, turning into a horse training several zhang long, crossing the void, and slashing towards Chu Shocking the sky!

"Groan!"

A louder cry rang out than before.

At the same time, a sense of luxury was unattainable, as if it came from an ancient aura that suddenly exploded. Under everyone's incredible gaze, a figure like a black phoenix emerged from Chu Jingtian's shoulder.

"What?"

Lin Yijian and the others were dumbfounded, as if they had been struck by lightning.

I saw that huge black figure, suddenly flapping its wings. Suddenly, a black flame carrying a terrifying demonic aura was released on the spot. This terrifying force, like a mountain torrent that had been accumulated for three days and three nights, poured out directly.

Huang Ping Ancestor, who turned into a sword, didn't even stop half a breath in this black flame, and was burned to ashes on the spot.

The remaining strength is not reduced, and it is rolling out.

"Boom!"

In the incredible gaze of everyone, this black firelight brought out a trace of thousands of zhang on the desert, extending to the end of everyone's field of vision, and a huge river was blasted out.

It was as if a fiery dragon had passed by, breaking through the obstacles and slaying it out.

The power of a wing, is it terrifying?

"Goo-toot!"

In the silence of the surroundings, the sound of swallowing saliva sounded in unison.

Those people's eyes stiffened, and they looked up mechanically, as if they had been struck by lightning.

I saw that the little finch that was still small and cute, as if it was harmless to humans and animals, turned into a netherworld with its wings spread out enough to cover the sky and the sun.

Black flames swirled around its body, burning and distorting the space around it.

A vast and simple atmosphere of momentum continued to sweep out of the body of the underworld.

"Poof!"

Those ancestors who were still thinking about making a move before, starting with Lin Yijian, their knees were weak one by one, and they fell to the ground, unable to move.

Such power is beyond their imagination.

At this moment, they only heard a faint voice sound:

"Now, this White Lion Mountain belongs to me, who else do you have any opinions?"

Everyone subconsciously raised their heads, and saw Chu Jingtian's indifferent eyes, and Zhang Ziqi standing behind him with a gloating look on his face!

'This is a big problem!'

Suddenly, such a thought arose in everyone's minds.

(End of chapter)