Xue Yiyi nodded and understood Zhao Sen's meaning. As long as both sides hold their tongue and insist that Xue Changle colludes with outsiders, it will take time for the sect to investigate the truth, so they will give themselves time to deal with it. At that time, kill Xue Changle quietly, and things won't work.

Xue Yiyi and Zhao Sen nodded to each other, and a cruel color flashed in their eyes, which was a tacit understanding.

Then they turned their eyes to Song Fei. Now Xue Yiyi is most worried about whether the founder of Qingtian sword sect will come and whether the other party will kill and run away because of fear.

However, Song Fei's calmness made several people feel a little relieved. Since the other party was arrogant enough to deal with his sect's ancestors, he gave himself a chance to live.

Zhao Sen, Ma Xing and others look at Song Fei like a dead man. There are many arrogant people in the cultivation world, and there are also experts who come to challenge Qingtian sword sect. However, all the ancestors of Qingtian sword sect are recognized as the strongest. They are the people who have slaughtered immortals. They are really living myths, and there is more than one person.

Xue Changle's expression became a lot easier. He was planning how to explain today's events to his ancestor. With his eloquence, the explanation must be able to explain clearly, but Xue Changle was afraid that he would be nervous when he met his ancestor. Once he was nervous, it would be difficult to say anything. Well, we must think about how to say it.

Later, Xue Changle said to Song Fei, "brother, our ancestors are not bad people. You don't have to worry. Make things clear at that time, and they will be fair for you."

"Oh!" Song Fei answered softly, not as excited as Xue Changle thought.

"Alas, I don't know what you think, but I tell you, don't talk in front of your ancestors." Xue Changle replied angrily, and finally began to sum up his words.

At the next moment, the huge breath shrouded the third secret realm. Zhao Sen and others immediately felt the fear from the soul. This momentum was not aimed at anyone, but when he emitted it, everyone except Song Fei felt the powerlessness in the depths of the soul.

Xue Changle's face tightened in his heart. Secretly, he underestimated the strength of his ancestors. He couldn't speak normally in front of this pressure.

Zhao senxue Yiyi and others held back their discomfort and turned their eyes to Song Fei, but saw that the other party's expression was still as calm as water.

"Still pretending to be enigmatic?" several people thought maliciously.

At the next moment, six people stood in front of Zhao Sen and others, facing Song Fei.

Song Fei raised his eyelids slightly and looked at the people in front of him.

"There are so many grandmasters." Zhao Sen was overjoyed and not only saved his life. If his master spoke and several people testified, he might sue each other and let the grandmaster kill him.

Soon, Zhao Sen saw that the bodies of several ancestors began to tremble slightly. Zhao Sen said, "it seems that the ancestors are very angry."

Xue Yiyi also saw the scene and immediately said, "several ancestors, Xue Changle, colluded with this person to murder his disciples and wanted to make decisions for his disciples."

Xue Yiyi plans to be preconceived and let the grandparents make each other's impression worse. Besides, these grandparents know each other and their image in their hearts has always been clever and pleasant. As long as they insist, even Xue Changle's argument can give them a lot of buffer time.

Snow couldn't help admiring her on-the-spot adaptability. Thinking of this, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but slowly evoke a proud smile.

Zhao Sen couldn't help looking at Xue Yiyi more. The two looked at each other. Zhao Sen's eyes showed a trace of appreciation, which made Xue Yiyi's vanity stronger. Looking at Song Fei's calm face, Xue Yiyi thought maliciously, how long can you keep this expression?

However, soon, something happened that surprised everyone. Duanjian and others restrained their momentum. Several "plops" came from the grass. Several ancestors, including the leader of Lao long, knelt down in front of Song Fei.

All of them opened their eyes in an instant, looked at everything in front of them strangely, and their minds became extremely confused.

This is the founder of his own sect. Being able to kill immortals, he knelt in front of his enemies. It's not the etiquette of kneeling on one knee, but on both knees. He is very pious as worshipping the gods in his heart.

Xue Changle was also frightened. He looked at all this inconceivably. His mind became blank. The words he had just prepared were instantly dissipated by the scene in front of him.

While everyone was thinking about what was happening in front of them, they heard four trembling notes from several ancestors: "see you, sect leader!"

Guild leader, what guild leader?

Everyone subconsciously thought, but soon, everyone's face changed greatly, including Zhao senxue Yiyi.

Guild leader, the name of Mythical Man, who can make these ancestors kneel down willingly and call him guild leader, can only be the legendary man.

Everyone of Optimus sword sect grew up listening to his legend. If there is a living God in this world, the sect leader is the God in the hearts of everyone of Optimus sword sect.

It was him. How could it be him?

In xueyiyi's heart, there was a strong fear. She suddenly found her little intelligence. Her previous confident plans became meaningless at this moment. She also ridiculously thought that her plan would succeed.

Xue Changle looked at the kneeling ancestor. His brain had completely crashed. He subconsciously looked at Song Fei and said in a trembling voice: "guild leader? Is it brother you?"

"Shut up!" Lao long looked at Xue Changle, a disciple of Qingtian sword sect, and said sternly, "don't kneel down yet."

"Ah!" Xue Changle knelt down directly under the pressure of the old dragon.

Ma Xing and Zhao Sen, who were imprisoned by Song Fei, also suddenly found that their bodies were moving. The next moment, they knelt respectfully in front of Song Fei, learning from their ancestors. Even Song Fei saw several young people looking at him with excitement and excitement.

Song Fei's eyes calmly swept everything in front of him and didn't make a sound to let them get up.

"Guild leader!" Duanjian and others called Song Fei again with excitement and excitement.

Song Fei was still indifferent. His body slowly stood up from the ground, and then said to the broken sword, "get up."

Duanjian hurriedly got up, looked at Song Fei's expressionless face and asked, "guild leader, what's the matter? Are you testing the strength of these younger generations?"

Geng Liang was relieved. If so, it would be great.

Song Fei said faintly, "I didn't expect that there was a more beautiful and smarter figure in our sect than Murong Xue."