Super Master

The few of them said as they angrily flicked their sleeves and left.    

"Even those who have been in power for too long don't know that they are sitting in the well and watching the sky."    

Yue Feng smiled as he watched them leave. Then, he got on the car himself.    

Right now, he had no interest in playing with these people.    

However, if they still didn't have eyes, Yue Feng would have no choice but to kill every single one of them.    

Thus, Yue Feng drove straight back to the hotel.    

Seeing Yue Feng's car return, Xiao Hong and the Daoist hurriedly ran over.    

"Mr. Yue, how is it? What do they say? "    

Xiao Hong looked a little nervous.    

"Nothing much, I just gave them a show of force."    

Yue Feng said.    

That group of people were also funny.    

He couldn't hold himself back, and even though he was beaten up and didn't dare to retaliate, he still had to verbally threaten him.    

Family influence?    

Half of China?    

They were thinking too highly of themselves.    

But hearing Yue Feng's words, Xiao Hong became even more nervous.    

"No …" Mr. Yue, did you guys fall out? "    

Xiao Hong asked.    

"Alright Xiao Hong, Mr. Yue has his own plans. The Southern Alliance and those few families will pay the price for this."    

The Withering Mountain Daoist said.    

He had seen through it.    

Because his strength could not be considered to be at the peak and he did not have the support of the sect, when facing Xuanyuan Nanyang and the others, he still had some concerns.    

But Yue Feng was different.    

He believed that in all of China, there were only a handful of people who could deal with Yue Feng.    

"If you guys are worried that they will vent their anger, you can leave first."    

Yue Feng smiled, patted Xiao Hong on the shoulder and walked up the stairs.    

"This …"    

Xiao Hong was speechless.    

"Disciple, I believe that following Mr. Yue is your master's doing."    

The Daoist Ku Shan spoke out as well.    

He was a hundred year old late stage Qi Condensation master. It was rare for him to say something like this.    

In these past few years, he had seen many people, and he had also seen many geniuses.    

There were even some who had reached the Strength Conversion stage in their teens.    

However, Daoist Withered-Mountain had never given them such a high evaluation.    

This was simply because in their hearts, they didn't have the aura of an expert akin to Yue Feng.    

The weak ones are angry, and wield their swords at the weaker ones; the strong ones are angry, and wield their swords at the stronger ones.    

This was precisely the difference between Yue Feng and the others.    

"Sigh, let's go up."    

Seeing the depressed Xiao Hong, the Daoist sighed and walked upstairs.    

At the same time, at the border between the two provinces, in a mountain range shrouded in clouds, two black robed men were gliding.    

The sound of friction filled the air.    

"Rumble ~ ~ ~"    

Their figures descended onto the highest point of the mountain peak.    

"School Head, I've finished reading the Forbidden Spell. However, I am still unable to draw it due to my incompetence."    

A man in a black robe said. He bowed slightly and stood beside another man.    

His face seemed to be covered by a layer of black mist, making it difficult to see his face clearly.    

"No rush. The forbidden spell is not something ordinary. As long as we can experience one or two of them, our Ghost Fiend Sect can rise to yet another level. "In fact, it's an Ascendant cultivator from the Chinese dao world."    

The other man was wearing a hideous mask.    

His voice didn't seem to have come from his mouth. On the contrary, it sounded like the unceasing echo of a valley.    

He was the sect master of the Ghost Fiend Sect, Xue Sha.    

As for the man next to him, it was his eldest disciple, Xue Ming.    

The two of them were the only half-step Xiantian masters in the Evil Soul Sect.