The Beginning of Fighting Breaks with Nalan Yanran's Retirement

Chapter 96 Magic Flame Valley

Black Emperor Sect Conference Hall

"Don't you Demon Flame Valley think the conditions are too much?"

The Great Elder of the Black Emperor Sect, Mo Juren, who is the peak Douhuang powerhouse, glared at the three elders of the Demon Flame Valley below.

In just two hours, with the news of Mo Tianxing's death spread back to the Black Imperial City, several subordinate forces in the entire Black Imperial City rebelled.

However, it all ended under his bloody suppression and did not have much impact on the entire Black Imperial City.

Originally, he planned to restrain some of the cities and territories controlled by the Black Emperor Sect, so as to continue to maintain the Black Emperor Sect.

After all, in recent years, because of Mo Tianxing, a strong Douzong, the Black Emperor Sect has expanded its territory wantonly, causing anger and resentment.

In the past, relying on Mo Tianxing's status as a strong fighter in the Douzong, nothing happened.

But as soon as the former fell, those forces in the city that had originally surrendered to the Black Emperor Sect almost unanimously took action to eliminate them first. Among them, the elders sent by the Black Emperor Sect to manage them all announced their separation from the control of the Black Emperor Sect.

What is even more frightening is that in a very short period of time, they tried to unite together and counterattack the Black Imperial City.

After all, Mo Tianxing, a strong Douzong, is not sitting in the current Black Imperial City.

Just because he is such a peak Douhuang, and other Douhuang elders who have ghosts in their hearts, they can't suppress everything together.

Of course, there is no such strength to suppress everything.

And at this time, the three of Moyangu, who just came to the Black Emperor Sect to make a deal, actually wanted to take advantage of the fire and rob them.

But there is only one condition for the Demon Flame Valley, the Black Emperor Sect has since become the subordinate force of the Demon Flame Valley, enshrining half of the income of the Black Imperial City and the city controlled by the Black Emperor Sect every year.

This condition is simply outrageously harsh.

Half of the proceeds, let them drink the northwest wind.

This kind of condition, not to mention Mo Juren, the great elder, even the other Douhuang powerhouses who wanted to curry favor with Demon Flame Valley, were also somewhat dissatisfied.

Although he hoped to use the power of Demon Flame Valley to resolve this crisis, the condition was too much.

It is impossible for them to agree no matter what, not to mention, with their status as Douhuang powerhouses, they have a foothold wherever they go.

There is no need to be a dog for Magic Flame Valley.

As for the three people who came to Demon Flame Valley this time, they were the Great Elder of Demon Flame Valley who controlled the transformation of fire in the original book, Fang Yan and the other two Douhuang elders.

"Elder Mo, don't be angry. Although this condition is a bit harsh, don't forget that no one in the current Black Emperor Sect is a match for the black and white elders. What's more, as far as I know, apart from the black and white elders, there are several He is a strong fighter of the Dou Zong. Therefore, the pressure that Demon Flame Valley has to bear to protect the Black Emperor Zong is not small."

"Elder Mo is unwilling to agree, and I understand. But if the black and white elders come to kill you, if you want to seek the protection of my Demon Flame Valley, the conditions will not be so simple."

Dialect was not annoyed, but spoke slowly and indifferently.

After saying that, the expressions of Mo Juren and the elders of the Black Emperor Sect's Douhuang changed instantly.

Indeed, apart from the mysterious dean of Canaan College, the only one who is far more famous in the Black Horn Region than the black and white elders is the devil in the Demon Flame Valley.

"Yo, it's quite lively!"

After a while, just when Mo Juren was hesitating, a laughing sound sounded from outside the hall.

The next moment, several imposing figures came shoulder to shoulder.

"Black and white, how is it possible. How can you be so fast."

He didn't know Yun Yi and the others, but he had seen the black and white elders.

Therefore, it was recognized at a glance.

The scene in front of him shocked him extremely. One must know that with the defense of the Black Emperor Sect, even if Mo Tianxing, the Dou Zong powerhouse, was not in charge, ordinary Dou Zong powerhouses would never have come to the hall quietly without disturbing the guards outside.

"Don't get excited, everyone. Let me introduce myself, Yun Yi, the Yin-Yang Profound Dragon Pill, is in my hands. Don't you Black Emperor Sect want it? I sent it to you directly, be happy!"

"Why, don't even smile. It seems that the emperor is not sincere enough."

Yun Yi looked around the hall, looked at the pale-faced people, he chuckled, revealing two rows of teeth gleaming with murderous intent.

"The empress knows, you are surprised and curious, but the empress just won't tell you how you came here."

"Who wants to live, this is a bottle of poison pill, there are only five pills, those who take it can temporarily save their lives."

After finishing speaking, Yun Yi slid his finger on the ring, and then a delicate jade bowl fell on the jade table beside Mo Juren.

In addition to the three people from Moyangu, there are seven other people in the hall, all of whom are Douhuang powerhouses.

From this, we can see how strong the strength of the Black Emperor Sect is.

But now, in the eyes of Yun Yi and his group, this strength is a little troublesome.

After all, not to mention the Queen Medusa who has re-formed into the colorful sky-swallowing python, just relying on the black and white elders is enough to kill everyone present.

Therefore, Yunyi is not worried about accidents at all.

"Emperor Yun, speaking in the dialect of the Great Elder of Xia Moyan Valley."

Fang Yan's eyelids twitched and he glanced at the jade pot on the table. The jade pot took a deep breath, stood up and cupped his hands at Yun Yi.

His tone was full of arrogance, as if he was not worried about what Yun Yi would do to him at all.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the Black Emperor Sect was both envious and sad.

Not long ago, they also spoke in this condescending tone in other forces.

And those forces did not dare to have the slightest dissatisfaction and negligence, but instead actively curry favor with them.

"The dialect of the Great Elder of Demon Flame Valley, may I ask if we are familiar with each other?"

When Yun Yi heard the words, he was quite surprised and took a deep look at the proud dialect, raised his eyebrows, and said in doubt.

"Uh, meeting for the first time."

Hearing Yun Yi's words, a flash of anger flashed in Fang Yan's eyes, and he said in a concentrated voice.

"That's nonsense, if you want to survive, just shut up obediently, for the sake of the old devil's face, the three of you just need one to eat."

Yun Yi glanced at the clothes on the three of them, and said bluntly.

"You! Don't make mistakes. I, Demon Flame Valley, am not the Black Emperor Sect. I allow you to bully me."

Before Yun Yi finished his sentence, the dialect who had received such treatment there suddenly became furious and scolded.

There is a hint of warning in the words.

Seeing that the dialect was deflated, the panic among the members of the Black Emperor Sect dissipated a little.

But as soon as his eyes touched the jade bowl on Mo Juren's table, his mood sank again.

"Boy, do you really want to be an enemy of Demon Flame Valley?"

Fang Yan stared at Yun Yi with anger in his eyes.

Before the words fell, Yun Yi's figure disappeared in the same place in an instant, and when he reappeared.

The palm had already slapped on Dialect's chest, and then there was a huge force in it, which directly knocked Dialect into the air before he had time to react.

In an instant, the dialect that flew out was accompanied by the crackling sound of bone shattering, without even screaming, it was embedded under the wall of the hall in a daze.

A palm-shaped indentation appeared on its chest.

"What a noisy old fellow."

Yun Yi wiped his hands in disgust, and muttered in a low voice.

"Now, have you thought it through?"

After looking around at the people in the hall who were obviously suppressed, Yun Yi said coldly.

To be honest, he was very moved by the dialect's act of sacrificing himself for others.

After all, he happened to be short of a chicken.

As for Mo Juren, who saw this scene, his expression was extremely troubled at the moment.

(End of this chapter)