"Where did this old dog come from? How dare he bark wildly here and disturb my peace!"
A flash of light appeared, and Ning Wangshu materialized not far in front of Ye Jifeng and the others. He glanced at them with cold eyes and sneered.
At Ning Wangshu's words, Ye Jifeng and the others' expressions changed. A moment later, they flew into a rage.
"How dare you! You actually insult me? You're asking to die!"
Ye Jifeng shouted furiously.
Ning Wangshu merely smiled disdainfully and scoffed. "Asking to die? Hah, you think you can do that?"
"Good, very good! So you're the one who killed Shen Jingyun, the city lord of Yunshu City and our Taihuang Tian Sect's retainer, aren't you? No wonder you're so arrogant—you even dared to kill a retainer of our Taihuang Tian Sect!"
Ye Jifeng forcibly suppressed his fury, but the chill in his eyes could have frozen everything around him. A cold, murderous glint flashed in his gaze.
Ning Wangshu glanced sideways at him and gave a soft snort, raising his brows with a hint of disdain. "So what if I did? He was only the little city lord of Yunshu City. I killed him. What are you going to do about it?"
Ye Jifeng laughed in his fury. "What are we going to do about it? Hah! What a bold claim!"
His smile abruptly vanished. His expression turned icily cold, and he spoke with a bone-chilling air. "You're already at death's door, yet you still dare to act so arrogantly. It seems you won't give up until you see your own coffin!"
At that moment, one of the Taihuang Tian Sect Elders behind Ye Jifeng could no longer hold back. He said coldly, "Senior Brother Ye, why waste words on him? We should just