In an instant.
Hundreds of people from the Seven Guwu Clan surrounded the arena, clamoring for Ye Feng to pay for his life.
Seeing this situation, Ye Feng smiled disdainfully.
"I asked you all to come together just now, but you didn't come; now that we've lost, you want to group together and besiege me!?"
"You're a bunch of clowns who can't afford to lose. If you want to fight, I'll stay with you until the end!"
"Although there are thousands of people, I am going!!!"
Saying that, Ye Feng pressed his hand on the sword box, ready to attack at any time.
Seeing this, everyone in the Seventh Family dared to surround Ye Feng but not attack because of Ye Feng's terrifying strength. They clamored in the audience, hoping that someone would take the lead for them and then follow along.
"Guanzhu Lu! You must uphold justice for our Seventh Guwu Clan!"
"It doesn't matter to others. The heads of the Ning family and the Yan family can't die in vain! We must let this kid give us an explanation!"
Lu Dao
With the support of the host here, the Seventh Guwu Clan became even more unrestrained.
Then he invited the ancient warriors from the three mountains who came with him: "Friends from Tianshan, Kunlun, and Baiyun Mountains!"
"Guwu's three mountains, five sects and seven clans are all united! Today we, the Seven clans, are being humiliated. How can you stand idly by and watch!?"
"Those who don't know, thought that our ancient martial arts had no one left, yet we were trampled on by a worldly child at will!"
Before he finished speaking, Xu Da Ma Bang had already picked up his huge weapon and stepped forward.
"We, the Xu family of Yingzui Peak in Baiyun Mountain, are willing to fight side by side with the Qi clan! Kill this bastard!"
Everyone in the Xu family also followed suit.
"We in Tianshan are also willing to fight!"
Immediately afterwards, several elders from Tianshan also stepped forward.
"Kunlun, I am also willing to fight!"
Finally, everyone in Kunlun Mountain also made their choice.
After all, in today's battle, the Guwu Seventh Clan and Ye Feng had a blood feud.
If we don't take this opportunity to get rid of the young man named Ye, at his age, if he is allowed to develop sooner or later, he will sooner or later become a serious problem in the ancient martial arts world!
Ancient martial arts, with the same spirit and branches, are united to the outside world.
In an instant, the ancient warriors on the scene reached a consensus and shared the same hatred.
And only one of the five sects, the grandson of Bu Zhimen, is left.
"Grandpa, can we go up?"
Tianjizi closed his eyes and concentrated, watching from the sidelines: "What the hell! There are so many masters here, do we still need them?"
"Then who are we going to take prisoner this time?" Grandson asked again with great interest.
A group of gamblers behind him got excited when they saw that they could play another game, gearing up and preparing to place their bets.
"What a bullshit!" Tianjizi glared, "Are you addicted to gambling!? Don't even look at it, what kind of occasion is this! We are all our own people, who is betting and who is not betting, how embarrassing is it?"
Oshi Ye Feng wins?
How to explain to Gu Wu's colleagues? Look down on them?
Takeshi Oshiko wins?
What if Ye Feng wins again?
"Oh." The grandson snorted and took out his mobile phone again, "Then I will pay back all the money I just borrowed and throw away the borrowed money. I will make a lot of money this time!"
Unexpectedly, Tianjizi knocked over his grandson's cell phone and scolded him: "What else can I pay for? You have money to burn it?"
"Why should we pay back the money we borrowed based on our ability? We owe it!"
"If you give those loan companies the courage to show off, they won't dare to come to our ancient martial arts world to ask for their debts!"
When the grandson heard this, he was surprised and admired, "Master, you are the one who is cruel!"
