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"Dongfang family head, what happened? Who came to the Dongfang family to cause trouble, and made you open the sect protecting array?"

Dressed in a dark blue robe, Lei Zi who had cultivated to the peak of the sixth stage of the Beast King came up to Eastless and said in a loud voice.

"This..." The East did not deliberately hesitate.

Catching the anger on Lei Zi's face, Dong Fang was secretly delighted. He really hoped that Ye Chenfeng would have a direct confrontation with Lei Zi and use this opportunity to drag the Thunder Clan into it. Otherwise, the Dongfang family's crisis might be resolved.

"Ancient map fragment, Hex!"

When Lei Zizhen and the others angrily barged in, Ye Chen immediately controlled the ancient map fragment to control the entire hall. Seeing Ye Chenfeng's actions, Eastern Blademaster's heart jumped uncontrollably and felt uneasy, but Lei Zizhen revealed a strong sense of anger.

"Fuck, you have such big balls. Don't tell me you want to harm me?"

Lei Zi did not recognize Ye Chenfeng at all. He looked at Ye Chenfeng, who was leaning on the teacher's chair with a pair of sharp eyes, and said angrily.

"You are a member of the Thunder Clan!"

Ye Chenfeng tapped on the armrest of the chair and said blandly.

"That's right!" Lei Zi's face revealed a hint of arrogance as he said, "If you cripple your cultivation and kneel down and beg for mercy, maybe I will forgive you."

"I didn't think that the Thunder Clan would produce a trash like you. It's really the name of a degrading thunder clan!" Ye Chenfeng shook his head and said scornfully.

"How dare you!"

A thick killing intent appeared in her charming eyes. The thunder dao diagram appeared on her body, and under her will and control, it turned into a giant thunder blade, which slashed towards Ye Chenfeng with a deafening thunder roar.

"Whoosh!"

The bronze sword soul flew out of Ye Zichen's soul sea and turned into a divine sword that could cut through the sky and shake the earth. It directly shattered the lightning blade formed by the thunder dao diagram, then slashed down in front of the fiery woman's terrified gaze.

The hot woman was only a fifth level Battle-Emperor, she could not dodge the attack of the Bronze Sword Spirit.

"Chi!"

Before the white haired Nirvana stage elder could save her, the bronze sword slashed her body into two halves, killing her on the spot.

"Bronze Sword Spirit, who are you?"

The white-haired old man did not expect Ye Zichen to kill him just because of that. His expression changed as he stood in front of Lei Zi and asked loudly as he looked at him with a serious gaze.

"Ye Chenfeng!"

Ye Zichen withdrew the bronze sword spirit and said plainly.

"Fearful Ye Chenfeng, you actually came to Holy Thunder City!"

The pupils of the white-haired old man and Lei Zizhen shrank as they revealed a look of worry. Lei Zizhen even secretly touched the communication bead that was hidden on his waist.

"If I were you, don't even think of using the communication bead to report. That way, you would only die even faster."

Ye Chenfeng's soul was so powerful that he was able to capture Lei Zizhen's actions, and he warned him coldly.

"Ye Chenfeng, I'm warning you. Although you are ruthless, this is Holy Thunder City and the base of operations for my Thunder Clan. If you dare to harm me, I …"

"Pah!"

Ye Chenfeng, who should have been sitting in his master's chair, suddenly appeared in front of him. He stepped on the sword diagram, forcing the white-haired elder, who was trying to block him, to retreat.

"I'm beating you up now, what can you do about it?"

Ye Zichen said indifferently as he held his hands behind his back and looked at his face, which was caved in, and Lei Zi, who was bleeding profusely from his mouth.

"Dongfang family head, kill him. If you kill him, I'll promise you anything you want!"

A sense of humiliation he had never felt before gushed into his soul sea. Lei Zi covered his bleeding mouth and angrily ordered.

"Do you think they would dare to attack me?" Ye Zichen revealed a look of disdain and said, "Also, even if I massacre the Dongfang family, the Thunder Clan won't do anything to me?"

"Bullshit, my Thunder Clan is afraid of you!" Lei Zi glared into Ye Zichen's blood-red eyes and said angrily.

"You don't believe me?" "Then how about we make a bet?" Ye Zichen said with a smile. However, when he saw the gaze of Dongfang Wenkong, it was like the smile of the god of death, causing a large amount of sweat to appear on his forehead.

"Lord Ye, our Dongfang family has no intention of offending you. I hope you won't make the Dongfang family your bet."

Thinking about the rumors, Ye Zichen had a terrifying background, causing the Thunder Clan to be wary of him.

"Good, good, good. Ye Chenfeng, you have guts. Let's just wait and see!"

Without the help of the Dongfang family, Lei Zi knew that he would not be able to do anything to Ye Chenfeng, so he left a few harsh words before leaving.

"Go?" Did I tell you to go? "

Ye Zichen revealed a cold smile. The Sword Spirit Puppet and the Golden War God split apart once again, locking onto Lei Zi and the white-haired elder.

"You, what exactly do you want? Aren't you afraid of my Thunder Clan's revenge!"

Feeling the Sword Spirit Puppet and the Golden War God's killing intent, Lei Zi felt a trace of fear in his heart. His throat rolled as he braced himself and said.

"Do you think I'm afraid?"

Ye Zichen smiled, then took heavy steps as he walked towards Lei Zifan, whose expression changed slightly, while the fear in his heart increased.

"Lord Ye, we, the Thunder Clan, have no intention of making you an enemy. For the sake of the Thunder Clan, please don't make things difficult for our young master." The white-haired elder took a deep breath, then stood in front of Ye Chenfeng and blocked his way.

"You don't have the qualifications to plead for him!" Ye Chenfeng shook his head and said coldly.

"Dongfang family head, what are you still standing there for? If something happens to me in your Dongfang family, my father won't let you off."

When he saw Ye Zichen's ice-cold eyes, Lei Zi, who felt a chill down his spine, shouted towards the hesitating Dongfang Wenkong.

If it was anyone else, Dong Fang Kong would definitely take a huge risk to help Lei Zi. However, Ye Zichen's notoriety was too great, causing him to worry endlessly.

"Young Master Zi Chen, you have to leave quickly!"

The white-haired old man clenched his teeth and suddenly activated his powerful bloodline and blood, increasing his strength to its peak. He attacked Ye Chenfeng, wanting to use his own strength to buy time for the Thunder Child to escape.

"Sizzle sizzle!"

In the instant that the white-haired old man attacked, the Sword Spirit Puppet and the Golden War God attacked him at the same time. The astounding sword beams and the golden fist light sealed all of his space and ruthlessly smashed onto his body.

The next moment, Ye Zichen used the sword step and flew past the rising blood qi in the air, then appeared beside Lei Zizhen, who was trying his best to attack the remnant diagram.

"Die!"

Feeling Ye Zichen approach him, Lei Zi activated all of the potential in his body and struck out a lightning palm towards Ye Zichen, about to force him back.

Unfortunately, the difference in strength between the two of them was too great. Ye Chenfeng's body, which was comparable to an ancient Dao item, was able to withstand the palm attack from Lei Zi, while his palm, which was filled with terrifying power, smashed onto Lei Zi's head.

After knocking him over with a single palm strike, his seven orifices bled and he fainted.