The Corpse King, which had just been surrounded by black mist and disappeared without a trace, was suddenly sent flying by Elder Zhao's palm strike.
After landing, he staggered a few steps, spitting blood from his mouth.
Looking at Old Zhao, his eyes were filled with horror.
Who are you?!
The Corpse King roared.
The other two old men also tensed up, staring intently at Old Zhao with apprehension.
The three brothers were evenly matched in strength.
Old Zhao was able to injure the Corpse King with a single punch, demonstrating a strength far surpassing any of them, which was truly terrifying.
Old Zhao glanced at the three old men with a cold look in his eyes and said arrogantly.
"Jinling, Zhao Feiyang!"
Upon hearing this, the three old men's expressions changed drastically.
"Zhao Feiyang, one of the Three Heroes of Jinling, the Master of the Sky-Splitting Palm?!"
The three old men immediately showed deep fear.
The Three Heroes of Jinling were renowned figures in the martial arts world.
Each and every one of them is unfathomable, their strength having long since reached the pinnacle of perfection.
Thirty years ago, he was known as invincible below the Earth Rank.
Although Zhao Feiyang ranked last among the Three Heroes of Jinling, he was still someone they couldn't afford to offend.
The three members of the Yin Sha Sect immediately softened.
"So it was Mr. Zhao in person."
"We are three brothers; please forgive our disrespect!"
Old Zhao glanced at the three of them and said calmly.
"We have come here only to take the Frost Spirit Flower, and have no intention of harming anyone."
"You wait, retreat at once!"
Upon hearing this, the three members of the Yin Sha Sect paled and showed expressions of shock.
"Mr. Zhao, the Cold Spirit Flower is the sacred flower of my sect!"
"Those who are not disciples of our sect are not allowed to approach."
"Otherwise, we will surely anger the sacred beast and bring about our own calamity."
"Please forgive us, Mr. Zhao, for being unable to comply."
Upon hearing this, Old Zhao frowned immediately.
Miss Jun, who was standing to the side, lost her patience and turned to Old Zhao.
"Old Zhao, why waste words with them?"
"If they won't move, just kill them!"
Old Zhao sighed and said.
"Gentlemen, I, Zhao, am determined to obtain this Frost Spirit Flower."
"Please leave immediately."
"Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite!"
Upon hearing this, the three members of the Yin Sha Sect immediately changed their expressions.
The elderly man at the head of the group stepped forward and said angrily.
"Zhao Feiyang, don't push your luck."
“I told you, this Frost Spirit Flower is the sacred flower of my sect.”
"No outsiders are allowed to approach."
"Otherwise, if we anger the sacred beast, the consequences will be unimaginable."
“You are not members of our sect, and you have trespassed on our ancestral land, which is a violation of our taboo.”
"If you don't leave now, don't blame us three brothers for being impolite!"
Old Zhao smiled disdainfully, looking contemptuously at the three people from the Yin Sha Sect, and said indifferently.
"So what if you're welcome?"
"Those three crooked tricks are nothing to Zhao!"
"Zhao Feiyang!" the old man roared, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
"Don't think that just because you're one of the Three Heroes of Jinling, we're afraid of you."
"You may be powerful, but the Three Kings of Yin Sha are not to be trifled with!"
"If the three of us brothers join forces, you might not come out unscathed!"
Zhao Feiyang snorted coldly and said contemptuously.
"Those three petty scoundrels dare to speak so arrogantly!"
"Since you want to die, I'll grant your wish!"
After saying that, Zhao Feiyang's eyes narrowed, and he moved with lightning speed, rushing towards the three people from the Yin Sha Sect.
"Second brother, third brother, attack together!"
"Kill him!"
The leader, Yin Gui Wang, took out a black jar and released Yin Gui, who pounced on Zhao Feiyang.
Suddenly, a cold wind howled, and ghosts wailed.
The young master and his men were so frightened that they ran away in terror, crying and begging for their parents.
The second brother, the Necromancer King, muttered incantations and suddenly grabbed at the air with both hands.
The three gunmen who had just died suddenly stood up straight.
They launched an attack on Zhao Feiyang.
Damn it!
Quan Shao and the others turned green with fright, and some of the more timid ones even fainted.
The dead have come back to life?
This is fucking bizarre!
The third brother, the Corpse King, enveloped in black mist, swept across the entire area.
In an instant, the three of them attacked together, trapping Zhao Feiyang in the middle.
The entire cave was gloomy and terrifying, like a living hell!
Everyone present was terrified by this bizarre scene and felt a chill run down their spines!
Only Ye Tian stared at the altar statue with a solemn expression!
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