668 Old Man Yin Feng

A woman in an aqua-blue mystic robe was sitting not too far away. She was playing with a water splash condensed from spirit energy in her hand and looking at the person opposite her with a disdainful expression. Her insufferably arrogant aura was annoying.

“What have my words got to do with you?” Xue Fanxin retorted confidently, her aura even stronger than the other party’s.

“How dare you speak to me like that? Do you know who I am?” the woman questioned. She was so enraged that she wanted to kill Xue Fanxin just because of one sentence. Her narrow-mindedness couldn’t be more obvious.

“You’re wearing the signature clothes of the Heavenly Spirit Sect. I obviously know who you are. But so what? Is the Heavenly Spirit Sect very impressive? Our Nine Cloud Palace doesn’t think so.” Xue Fanxin used her spirit energy to condense a water sword and drenched the woman.

“You…” The woman believed she had the ability to face the attack, but just as the water sword was about to reach her, it suddenly turned into water. She did not react in time and was drenched.

“You what? I, Xue Fanxin, will remember this. Once we get out, the Heavenly Spirit Sect will pay with interest added. As for the others, I won’t let anyone who has bullied them off.”

“Little girl, don’t be so arrogant. Even the Nine Cloud Palace can’t defeat the combined forces of the entire Mystic Realm. You should restrain yourself,” an elder suddenly said.

Xue Fanxin looked at the old man. “Who are you?”

“Old Man Yin Feng.”

“Oh, you’re the Old Man Yin Feng who injured Little Jiu? Don’t worry, you won’t walk out of this place alive.”

“Little girl, do you believe that I’ll slap you to death now?” Old Man Yin Feng did not want to meddle in other people’s business, but Xue Fanxin’s words made him feel uncomfortable. Unexpectedly, not only did this little girl not restrain herself, but she became even more unpleasant. It was really infuriating.

“If you have the ability, come and slap me to death now. Otherwise, shut up.”

“You…” Old Master Yin Feng was furious. He really wanted to do just that, but Heiyao and Heiran stood in front of him and released a powerful aura, making him not dare to act rashly.

In fact, he regretted it after provoking the people from the Nine Cloud Palace. He could only pray that these people would not survive.

If these people all died of thirst and hunger, Nine Cloud Palace could not blame it on others, right?

But now, things had changed. The reinforcements from Nine Cloud Palace had arrived. Although only three had come, they were still a variable.

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“Heiyao, Heiran, don’t waste your energy on them. Come and help set up the tent.” Xue Fanxin did not wish to start killing. After all, she did not know the rules of the game. If there was another group of people, it would be troublesome.

Heiyao and Heiran returned to Xue Fanxin’s side, setting up the tent she had taken out.

Heiyue and the others had also brought tents, but in the fight ten days ago, all the tents had been destroyed. They could only wait in the open.

Most people here had tents, especially those relatively powerful factions and sects. Only a few people were like Heiyue and the others, waiting in the open. Some were already on the verge of death.

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