Chapter 1172: My Name Is Jiang Fan. Yet just then, an indifferent voice suddenly rang through the hall.
"Oh?"
"You want to trample the Zixiao Sect flat?"
The voice was not loud, but it carried clearly into everyone's ears.
In an instant, everyone from the Skyfire Sect felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
"Who's there?"
In the center of the hall, the air suddenly rippled like water, circles of waves spreading outward.
Immediately afterward, a tall figure in green appeared out of thin air.
The newcomer had a young face, handsome brows and eyes, and a calm expression like an ancient well without ripples, as if he had merely taken a casual stroll to this place.
The red-faced elder was the first to roar.
"Who are you?"
"How dare you trespass into the forbidden heart of my Skyfire Sect!"
Crimson spiritual power exploded from his body, turning into a ring of blazing fire that swept out in all directions.
At the same time, the pressure of many other Saint Realm elders was silently released.
Yet what horrified them was that all their pressure fell upon him like clay oxen entering the sea, failing to stir even the slightest ripple.
Alarm bells instantly rang in the Elders' hearts.
Jiang Fan's gaze swept over the furious or suspicious faces in the hall, and the corner of his mouth curved slightly.
"Me?"
"Aren't you going to trample the Zixiao Sect flat?"
"I'm from the Zixiao Sect!"
The moment these words came out, the entire hall fell silent.
After a brief calm, even more violent shock and furious shouts erupted.
"Someone from the Zixiao Sect? What nerve!"
"We haven't even gone to settle accounts with the Zixiao Sect yet, and you actually came knocking on our door yourself. You really are