Situ Xiongshi looked at the group of people standing behind Ye Feng and shook his head with a cold laugh.
"Ye Feng, don't forget, this is Great Xia, not a foreign country."
"Bringing a bunch of foreign experts over won't work on my Great Xia territory!"
"What happened in Shanghai will never happen again."
Judging from the old man's righteous and indignant manner, someone who didn't know better might mistake him for a patriotic radical.
He had obviously heard about the economic sanctions imposed on the Zhao, Geng, and Song families in Shanghai by Sarah from the Snow Country.
To prevent similar incidents from happening again.
He had already instructed his men to withdraw all their assets from the snow country long before this.
"You're using the same few moves over and over again, Ye Feng, you're out of date."
This old guy relentlessly belittled and mocked Ye Feng.
Ye Feng sneered.
"You're celebrating too soon."
"Today, not one of you will leave through this door."
"Since you've decided to oppose me, then you should be prepared to die."
His tone was filled with a chilling murderous intent, which made people tremble with fear.
After all, many people present had heard of Ye Tianshen's reputation.
Everyone knows he's a ruthless killer who doesn't blink an eye.
Some people at the scene began to waver, hesitating whether they should leave this place of trouble.
"What's there to be afraid of!"
Situ Xiongshi suddenly shouted, startling everyone.
"The Dragon Lord is in our hands, what do you have to be afraid of? After we kill Ye Feng, all of you here will be heroes!"
"I will absolutely not treat you unfairly."
That one sentence calmed everyone down.
Suddenly, someone else walked in from behind, their voice cold.
"Hmph, it's so lively!"
"Situ Xiongshi, are you trying to rebel?"
The newcomer was none other than Luo Yuantai, a high-ranking official in the Ministry of War, accompanied by Zhang Dabiao, Black Snake, Diao Hao, the leader of the 108 Heroes, and a group of other high-ranking military officers.
These men were all seasoned and ruthless warriors, exuding a terrifying aura of killing intent.
It made people afraid to get close.
Zhang Dabiao glared at Situ Xiongshi, cursing under his breath.
"Damn it, what lions and wild dogs? Anyone who dares to make things difficult for Ye Tianshen is just asking for trouble."
The black snake brandished its cleaver.
"If you want to deal with Ye Tianshen, you'll have to ask the knife in my hand if it agrees first."
Diao Hao, the leader of the 108 heroes, was surrounded by 36 Heavenly Spirits and 72 Earthly Fiends, each exuding a murderous aura.
"What's the point of talking to this old coffin? Just chop it up and feed it to the dogs."
"Just punch it until it poops out."
"If you throw them onto the battlefield, they won't even make a ripple."
The generals all chimed in with their own opinions.
But Situ Xiongshi remained unmoved by the sarcasm and ridicule, sitting calmly like a fisherman, and rolled his eyes and said.
"What, you think you can turn things around with these rotten fish and shrimp?"
boom--
After he finished speaking, a powerful pressure erupted from his body, like rolling dark clouds, making it hard for people to breathe.
Situ Xiongshi truly lived up to his reputation as a top expert from over two hundred years ago; he had already reached the Quasi-Martial Emperor level more than a hundred years ago.
He has probably already broken through that barrier and become a true martial arts master.
If it weren't for the great calamity that befell heaven and earth and the disappearance of the immortal sects, these people would have ascended to immortality long ago.
Zhang Dabiao and the others, whose highest cultivation level was only at the Martial Emperor stage, how could they possibly contend with a Martial Emperor?
The fierce and domineering aura emanating from him, hardened by years of battle, was immediately suppressed.
Meanwhile, the Fire Cloud War God hadn't made a move yet, his eyes were fixed on the sky, seemingly not taking the group in front of him seriously at all.
"snort!"
Situ Xiongshi gave a cold snort, his eyes filled with disdain.
Luo Yuantai was not afraid of him and asked coldly.
"Situ Xiongshi, where is the Dragon Lord?"
"You dare to imprison the Dragon Lord; this is tantamount to open rebellion."
“Our Ministry of War has imposed a full-scale sanction on your Situ family, including your followers. None of you will escape.”
"Ha ha!"
Situ Xiongshi laughed with a sense of smugness.
"What can the Ministry of War do to me?"
"With your cultivation level, even if a lot of people come, I can kill them with one slap."
Behind him, the many family heads, seeing Situ Xiongshi's imposing presence, were all relieved.
He thought to himself, "It seems Ye Tianshen isn't all that great after all. In the end, he can't beat Situ Xiongshi, this veteran expert."
Luo Yuantai and the others were also furious. Indeed, as the other party said, even if all of them were combined, they wouldn't be enough to defeat Situ Xiongshi with one hand.
Bang!
Ye Feng suddenly attacked, delivering a solid punch to Situ Xiongshi's face, knocking out several of his front teeth.
"ah……"
Situ Xiongshi screamed and his body flew backward like a kite with a broken string.
Behind them, several family heads, including the Chu family, were caught off guard and knocked to the ground, their heads bleeding profusely.
Screams erupted from the crowd, and the scene was a complete mess, as if a typhoon had passed through.
"presumptuous!"
The God of War, Fire Cloud, flew into a rage and swung his pair of Fire Cloud Palms at Ye Feng.
The scene was filled with raging flames, and many surrounding buildings were set ablaze.
Situ Qingsong was startled and quickly directed his family to put out the fire.
At that moment, a giant hand engulfed in flames slammed down towards Ye Feng.
It was obvious that the Fire Cloud War God's cultivation was higher than Situ Xiongshi's; his terrifying flames could even melt diamonds.
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