"You damned ant, how dare you kill my young master? Just wait for me to come and make you pay with blood."

One of the followers shouted angrily, and quickly fled from here, obviously going back to report.

Seeing that something was wrong, Lu Feng shouted, "Stop him."

The scene was instantly in chaos, and all the disciples of the Butian Sect took action immediately, ready to intercept the White Tiger's followers.

However, Zhao Wan'er raised her hand and pushed them back, saying, "No need..."

"It's impossible to hide this matter. Don't waste your energy on it."

She was very clear in her heart, knowing very well that this was the Eastern Wasteland, where all the eight wastelands had gathered, and there were so many people and eyes, so this matter could not be concealed at all.

"But……"

Lu Feng wanted to say something to persuade them, so he raised his hand, but when he saw that the others had already run far away, he lowered his head helplessly.

"Hey... nephew, you were really too impulsive in doing this."

Lu Feng also sighed, a little speechless.

Why do the people at Zixia Peak have such weird tempers? They kill without considering the consequences.

Originally thought that Ye Qiu was the only one in the entire sect who did not play by the rules, but who would have thought that his three disciples all inherited his character perfectly.

The other holy places were also worried about Zhao Wan'er's forceful killing of the white tiger.

The Taoist of Tiantong said, "Junior Brother Zhao, I think you should leave this troubled place first. It won't be long before the White Tiger Clan will come back. By then..."

He said it but stopped, and the implication was very clear.

At this moment, if her master were here, perhaps she would still have something to rely on.

But the problem is that up to now, no one has seen Ye Qiu, and they can't help but worry about her.

Just as several old masters were discussing countermeasures, a mocking voice came from the sky.

"Hahaha...wonderful, wonderful, really wonderful."

As soon as this voice appeared, the scene was instantly silent and everyone couldn't help but look over.

Suddenly, a man in blue appeared from the void, with a confident smile on his face.

His appearance immediately plunged the entire East China Sea into a cold atmosphere, and everyone's breathing became faster.

"The Great... The Great Emperor."

"The Holy Son of Shaking Mountains, Hua Feiyu..."

"He actually broke through the Emperor Realm?"

For a moment, everyone's face changed drastically. The appearance of an emperor on the battlefield meant that the dispute had changed.

As soon as Hua Feiyu appeared, everyone immediately became nervous, and no one knew what his purpose was in coming here.

All we know is that as soon as he arrived here, he stared at Zhao Wan'er with a playful and disdainful tone, teasing this disciple of the emperor.

"Who are you?"

Zhao Wan'er also became nervous in an instant. She could feel that Hua Feiyu was very strong.

She had only felt this kind of aura from her own master, and she felt panic in her heart.

It was totally unexpected that instead of the White Tiger Clan appearing, a mysterious emperor appeared.

And looking at the other person's eyes, it seemed that he came with bad intentions and there was no friendliness at all.

"I?"

Hua Feiyu smiled faintly, remembering the experience of being brutally beaten by Ye Qiu, and a hint of anger flashed in his eyes.

"Haha, you don't need to know my origins. You only need to know one thing."

"Your master still owes me a debt."

"What!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of all the people in the Butian Sect changed instantly, and they all looked gloomy.

"Oh no! This person actually has a grudge against Master Ye. It looks like we are going to be wiped out today."

"Only someone like Uncle Master Ye can deal with such a strong man. Even if we attack together, we will just be sending ourselves to die."

"Uncle Lu, what should we do now?"

Everyone was talking about it, very nervous, and asked Lu Feng for his opinion.

The current situation is very unfavorable to the Butian Sect.

No one expected that a great emperor would suddenly appear.

At this moment, Lu Feng was even more confused, he didn't know what to do.

He is only in the early stage of the Supreme Realm now, and can't even beat Zhao Wan'er, let alone Hua Feiyu.

"It's over, Barbie Q."

These words suddenly popped up in his mind, and Lu Feng had obviously given up resisting.

At this moment, the calmest person at the scene was Zhao Wan'er. When she heard that the other party had a grudge with her master, she instantly calmed down.

At this time, panicking will not solve the problem. Only by staying calm can you think of countermeasures.

Seeing that they were silent and looked as if they were facing a great enemy, Hua Feiyu smiled disdainfully and said, "Haha, don't be nervous. This emperor doesn't even bother to bully a little girl of the younger generation."

"Ye Qiu owes me a debt, and I will go to him to collect it myself."

He has his own pride and would not stoop to the level of bullying a junior.

After all, everyone present was watching. If he took action, wouldn’t it be telling the world that he was not as good as Ye Qiu?

You can’t beat Ye Qiu, so you go and bully his disciples?

He, Hua Feiyu, can't afford to lose face like this.

Hearing Hua Feiyu's words, everyone felt relieved, but they were still not able to recover.

Hua Feiyu sneered again and said, "Compared to me, you should first think about how to face that madman..."

"madman?"

Everyone was puzzled and looked in the direction of his gaze, only to see dark clouds approaching from above the clouds.

An incomparably terrifying force shook the sky and crushed over.

Judging from his aura, his strength is at least at the peak of the king level.

"That is..."

"The White Tiger clan's leader, Li Yuan?"

In an instant, everyone's face changed drastically, and they recognized at a glance the giant white tiger with a murderous look on its face above the clouds.

He was the patriarch of the White Tiger clan and the father of the little white tiger that Zhao Wan'er had just killed.

“What a fast speed.”

When Zhao Wan'er saw the other person's figure, her heart trembled, knowing that something was wrong.

Not long after the little white tiger died, his father arrived here and they had no time to come up with a plan to deal with the situation.

All I saw was the giant white tiger, with its majestic figure, looking down from above, and shouting angrily.

"Whoever killed my son, please stand up and let me know..."

That look filled with hatred examined everyone in Zhou Tian. Wherever his eyes passed, everyone lowered their heads and dared not look directly at him.

At this moment, Li Yuan was very angry. He took a nap and his son was killed.

He was the heir chosen by the ancestor, the only hope for the White Tiger clan to return to its peak, and yet he was killed.

At this moment, he was so angry that he was determined to make the person who killed his son pay with blood.

No matter what the other person's background is.

With just this angry shout, Zhao Wan'er walked out of the crowd, pushed away Lu Feng who was trying to stop her, and responded, "It's me..."

As soon as these words were spoken, Li Yuan looked over with murderous eyes.

"Good, you have the courage to act and take responsibility."

Li Yuan suppressed his anger and asked coldly, "Who are you? Do you dare to tell me your family name? I want to see who is so bold as to be an enemy of our White Tiger Clan."

The momentum instantly crushed Zhao Wan'er, who staggered and could hardly stand.

But he managed to hold on with difficulty, sweating profusely, but his aura remained undiminished. He said, "Why shouldn't I admit it? Since I dared to do it, I dare to admit it."

"I am a disciple of Ye Qiu from the Bu Tian Sect. Zhao Wan'er, I killed your son. If you want to kill me or chop me up, just come at me."