Death of beiming Feng!

The old ancestor was enraged by Daoist netherworld's words.

"Since when have the people of yellow spring sect become so timid?"

The old ancestor's words were so powerful that Daoist netherworld did not dare to say anything more and could only lower his head.

"Hahaha!"

At this moment, a mocking laugh came from behind, shaking everyone's mind.

"As long as you all kneel down and beg for mercy, I can consider letting you live."

Beiming Feng sneered at the people of yellow spring sect. His face was full of mockery. In his eyes, all of them were trash.

"Beiming Feng!"

The old ancestor's eyes were cold and his anger surged.

"Old ancestor yellow spring, it seems that no one from your sect dares to fight? Or is it that you, the old ancestor, are going to fight personally? I'm not afraid of you!"

Beiming Feng stretched out his arms again, as if he had won.

"Hahaha!"