Fantasy: When I encounter strength, I become stronger. My cultivation level has no upper limit.

As his voice fell, a vast sense of oppression enveloped the entire venue, and countless people were shaking with fear and horror on their faces.

"I am here to see the head of the family..." The four top priests of the Han family turned pale and bowed hurriedly, their foreheads covered with sweat, not daring to even breathe.

Han Xing glanced at them with a sneer, "Now that my father is here, you guys are scared, right? You didn't obey my orders just now!"

"Oh?"

Han Qiujian's eyes were cold, and his tone was filled with murderous intent: "You four enjoy the superior treatment of my Han family, and you dare to disobey the master's order?"

"What kind of crime should be done!!"

Under the murderous gaze of a Sword Emperor, the four men felt as if their scalps were about to explode, their brows were stinging with extreme pain, blood was faintly oozing out, and they were extremely terrified in their hearts.

"Master, it's not that we don't want to, but the target that the young master wants us to deal with is simply beyond our ability to handle. Besides, we are only responsible for protection. I hope you can understand this!"

One of the top priests gritted his teeth and said with difficulty.

"Is there such a thing?"

Han Qiujian raised his eyebrows.

He had spent a considerable amount of family resources to recruit these four Immortal Lord-level warriors, specifically to protect his son. If the four of them joined forces, their strength would be extremely powerful.

However, this is the rhetoric?

"Dad, the one I want to deal with is that old guy. He was the one who scolded you just now!" Han Xing said excitedly, pointing at Canglang Jun in the distance.

Veins on Han Qiujian's forehead twitched. He got angry when he talked about this matter and wished he could grind the person who cursed him into ashes.

When he saw the old man in golden armor, Han Qiujian was stunned.

This set of equipment, plus the weapons in his hands, are all top-grade immortal weapons? !

Wait, something's wrong!

With Han Qiujian's keen eyesight, he caught a glimpse of something strange.

At this moment, Canglang Jun was so frightened that his hair stood on end and his whole body felt cold, as if all his secrets had been seen through.

Before the Wind and Thunder Sword Emperor came, he was still thinking about how to curse him to his heart's content and continue to pretend to be cool in front of everyone to have a good time.

But when the Wind and Thunder Sword Emperor really came in person, Lord Canglang could not even utter a single curse. The indescribable feeling of oppression made the fear in his body flood like a flood. Every inch of his flesh and blood began to feel stinging, as if pierced by countless sharp swords.

The words were about to come to his lips, but he swallowed them back forcefully, swallowing his saliva with difficulty.

The Tengu tribe members were silent as a cicada, with fear in their eyes.

The old patriarch's hand holding the cane was shaking, his palms were sweaty, and he murmured, "We are finished..."

Ye Junlin looked at Canglang Jun's fearful expression and couldn't help but feel like laughing.

This is the famous scene where people just talk nonsense on the Internet but end up being exposed offline!

"Humph, you old bastard, you actually figured out this kind of trick and dared to challenge me shamelessly. Die!"

After Han Qiujian saw the clue, he pointed in anger.

An extremely terrifying sword energy shattered the void, aiming to completely annihilate the target between heaven and earth.

"Fuck..."

Canglang Jun was frightened out of his wits, but he couldn't move, as if he was frozen in place by an invisible force, and could only face the arrival of death in despair.

"Disperse!"

Suddenly, a clear and crisp voice was heard, like the voice of a god echoing in all directions.

Swish, that ultimate sword energy disappeared in an instant!

The terrifying pressure disappeared, and Canglang Jun felt relieved. He gasped for breath as if he had survived a disaster, with a lingering fear on his face.

It’s so scary!

"who is it!"

Han Qiujian was shocked. He didn't expect that there was an Immortal Emperor here!

Then, under the incredulous gaze of the old patriarch, Ye Junlin slowly stood up with a playful smile on his face.

"Fellow Daoist, did the person who wanted to kill me get my consent?"

Han Qiujian's eyes sparkled with brilliance. He could see that the other party had a similar level of cultivation as him, and also had an inexplicable sword aura that was the same as his. This was a resonance that could only be triggered after reaching the level of Sword Emperor.

"Who exactly are you, sir? I don't think I've ever seen you in Xize Immortal Realm!"

Han Qiujian asked tentatively.

Seeing this gap, Lord Canglang quickly and quietly retreated. After all, his mission had been completed and his goal had been achieved.

Ye Junlin smiled and said, "I am the Northern Cold Immortal Lord, Ye Junlin."

"What?!!"

Just like a stone that caused a thousand ripples, everyone present was shocked when they heard the silver-haired young man say his name.

The old patriarch’s eyes were wide open as if they were about to burst, and his head was buzzing.

He didn't expect that the origin of this silver-haired young man was so great that he was actually the current Immortal Lord of the Beihan Immortal Realm!

"You, you are the Ye Tiandi that everyone is talking about? The new Ye Xianzhu of Beihan Xianyu?!"

Han Qiujian's expression changed.

In today's fairy world, who doesn't know Emperor Ye Tian?

He is a very popular figure in the Immortal Court recently!

He killed more than a dozen alien Immortal Emperors in a row, suppressed the riot in the Demon Cave single-handedly, and saved hundreds of millions of people in the Beihan Immortal Realm.

With this record, who in the fairy world would be dissatisfied?

Han Qiujian was really confused.

Why did this Ye Xianzhu come to Xize Xianyu for no reason?

The Xize Fairyland is not under his jurisdiction!

"Xing'er, let me ask you, what is going on here? Why is this person involved?"

Han Qiujian secretly transmitted the message.

He realized that this matter was definitely not that simple and that the other party had deliberately set up a trap to lure him here.

Han Xing was frightened and panicked, looking at a loss, "Dad, I don't know..."

In fact, he thought of a possibility, but he was not sure.

After all, how could the Tengu clan, which has always been poor and weak, deserve to ask such a big shot for protection?

Totally unreasonable!

Is it...

This Ye Xianzhu is also a dog meat lover, and he wants to eat it all by himself! ?

Seeing his son like this, Han Qiujian's heart sank, and then he bowed to Ye Junlin and said:

"Master Ye has come to visit us, and I, Han, am sorry for not welcoming you. I wonder what Master Ye wants to talk about? And why did you allow your men to provoke me? Please explain clearly!"

At the end of the conversation, his tone became more serious.

As a genuine and long-established Sword Emperor, Han Qiujian is confident that he can walk sideways anywhere in the fairy world.

He was very wary of Ye Junlin, but that didn’t mean he was afraid!

That's why he used courtesy before force and wanted to get an explanation from the other party!

Ye Junlin said: "I was entrusted by an old friend to take care of the Tengu tribe when necessary. However, due to your son's selfish desires, this tribe is heading towards extinction. If I hadn't been there, the Tengu tribe would have been in great danger tonight!"

"How are you going to give Ye an explanation?"

The tone is sonorous and powerful, and every word is precious.

Han Xing's face turned pale and his body was shaking slightly. He had no idea that the Tengu tribe had such terrifying connections and background.

Han Qiujian understood the reason for what happened and gave his son a look of disappointment.

"You love to eat dog meat all day long! And you have to eat the best! Look at what you have done?!"

Facing his father's scolding, Han Xing, who had always been spoiled, suddenly burst into anger and said unwillingly: "Dad, you said that you would agree to whatever I want. I just like to eat dog meat, and it must be the best kind. You are so powerful, are you afraid of that guy named Ye? Go and fight him!"

"Be bold!"

Han Qiujian was so angry that his face turned red and he roared.

"Ah..." Han Xing was shocked so much that his head raged and blood flowed from all his orifices.

He looked incredulous that his father would treat him like this.

Han Qiujian was really angry, and felt deeply disappointed.

It seems that he spoiled his child too much on weekdays, and over time he has grown up to look like a rich kid.

If you make a powerful enemy one day, you won’t know how you died, and your entire family will be implicated!

Thinking of this, Han Qiujian felt a little scared, and his attitude towards his son changed rapidly...