Under Zhao Feng's bird's eye view, the entire Xiaoyue Sect was obedient and made no move.

The Yunhai Sect Master, the law enforcement elders, and some remaining members of the Iron Dragon Alliance were panicked and helpless.

Half a cup of tea ago, who would have expected that this young man, alone, would turn the tide and dominate all the current situations.

The "three palace kings" of the Iron Dragon Alliance, several legendary giants who stood at the pinnacle of Hengyun, were defeated by this young man in a thunderous way, and one of them was killed, one was captured, and the other was crippled.

The other ten core elders almost never came back and were completely wiped out.

In less than half a cup of tea, this young man subdued the entire audience with his godlike methods.

This all sounds like a legend.

It can even be said that everyone present is witnessing the legend with their own eyes.

Halfway up the mountain.

The mission team led by Yang Qian had just entered the mountain gate and had not even had time to hand over the first of the forty-nine missions. The situation of Xiaoyue Sect had already undergone earth-shaking changes.

No

Not only the structure of Xiaoyue Sect, but also the situation of the Thirteen Kingdoms and even the entire Hengyun region will undergo huge changes.

Yang Qian, Lin Fan, Ran Xiaoyuan, Yang Qingshan and other sect disciples all seemed to be in a dream.

It's just a time to take a nap. The era of Yunhai Sect Master has come to an end.

"Junior brother Zhao is so powerful that he can defeat the heavens with one hand and sweep across the three palace kings. I can't believe it."

"Haha, we can finally get out of this predicament. That bastard, the Yunhai Sect Master, can also have this day.

"...We almost mistakenly blamed Junior Brother Zhao just now."

Some disciples were filled with joy and excitement, mixed with a bit of shame.

Xiaoyue Sect, which was completely silent, gradually heard some cheers, mostly from the lower-level disciples.

Some middle-level and high-level officials, such as Mr. Zhang and Mr. Guan, were full of joy and pride, celebrating with their crowns, and feeling sad.

"Great Elder, if you can accept such a disciple, you will have no regrets in this life."

Grandma Liu Yue smiled with relief and a bit of envy.

On the mountain palace.

The Great Elder looked at the disciples who were close at hand, took a deep breath, and finally reached out and patted Zhao Feng on the shoulder.

"Feng'er, my master had expected that you might return to Xiaoyue Sect one day, but I didn't expect it to be so soon."

The great elder couldn't help but sigh.

When master and disciple meet again, they must have a lot to talk about, and they can't finish it in a short time.

The Great Elder was very curious about Zhao Feng's journey to Tianpeng, but he did not ask immediately.

He understood that there were still many problems waiting for Zhao Feng to solve them.

After a while.

Zhao Feng and the Great Elder flew down to Tianshu Square side by side.

The great elder smiled brightly and looked into the eyes of Sect Master Yunhai.

Yunhai Sect Leader's face was red and swollen, his expression was gloomy and full of resentment, and his eyes flickered, still giving people the illusion of a "conspiracy brewing".

Zhao Feng didn't take too much care of the "Master of the Yunhai Sect".

Today.

The two have an illusion of identity replacement.

In Zhao Feng's eyes, there is no doubt that the Yunhai Sect Master and the ants can be killed with a snap of his fingers, so he has no interest in them.

"Tiexiao Allah."

Zhao Feng's eyes fell on the "Tie Xiaozhen" who had become a prisoner.

Even today, when the words "Tie Xiaozhen" were mentioned, some of the higher-ups of Xiaoyue Sect present felt their hearts tremble.

In the past, when Tie Xiaozhen was the majestic Thirteen Sects, he was so scornful and powerful.

"Zhao Feng, I know what you want. You want the 'blood contract' signed by the twelve sects back then."

Tie Xiaozhen looked calm.

After all, he is the God who stands at the pinnacle of Hengyun. His mood has returned to calmness and calmness, and he has found a breakthrough for a glimmer of hope.

Why didn't Zhao Feng kill him?

Tie Xiaozhen did not doubt that Zhao Feng had the ability to kill him at that time, and his end was as miserable as that of King Bi Ji.

So since Zhao Feng didn't kill him, it must be because he had some value that could be mined.

Tie Xiaozhen thought for a moment and had the answer in his mind.

That's the blood contract

At that time, the top elders of the twelve sects all signed a blood contract under the coercion of Tie Xiaozhen.

The blood contract is a kind of oath power witnessed by heaven and earth. It has strong binding force. If the senior elders of the twelve sects submit to the side of Iron Dragon, they cannot disobey and betray.

This binding force is so strong that even if Zhao Feng returns to Xiaoyue Sect, the Great Elder and others cannot help him.

"Tie Xiaozhu, you are very smart. Where is the blood contract?"

Zhao Feng nodded appreciatively.

He doesn't like to beat around the bush, and if Tie Xiaozhen can cooperate obediently, he will consider leaving the other party a chance of survival.

"The blood contract has been placed in a secret location by me. If you can promise not to kill me or hurt me, then the blood contract will definitely be handed over to you."

Tie Xiaozhu said solemnly.

"Haha, really? How can I make sure you don't play any tricks?"

Zhao Feng was half convinced and half doubtful.

He quickly winked at the little thieving cat.

meow

The little thieving cat swayed and disappeared.

Tie Xiaozhen was stunned and silent. After a few breaths, his expression changed and he looked at the storage ring in his hand.

Swish meow meow

The little thieving cat appeared again, bringing out an ancient scroll with blood streaks.

"How is it possible..."

Tie Xiaozhen finally panicked and couldn't believe it.

The blood contract was clearly hidden by him in an extremely hidden corner. How could the thieving cat discover it at a glance?

Zhao Feng smiled "haha", opened the Blood Contract, took a look, and nodded.

This blood contract, on the surface, was signed by the Twelve Sects and the Iron Dragon Alliance back then.

It is not too strange that the Blood Contract Scroll was carried by Tie Xiaozhen.

After all, he is one of the four giants in the alliance, and the Thirteen Kingdoms are an area that does not receive much attention in the overall pattern of Hengyun.

"According to ancient records, this blood contract was created by the Tianji Clan and was very popular in ancient times. Until now, contract scrolls like this are relatively rare, let alone blank blood contract scrolls.

Zhao Feng gently touched the paper of the Blood Contract.

Poof

An arc of electricity flashed in his hand, and the Blood Contract scroll suddenly turned into ashes.

The Xiaoyue Sect, the Grand Elder and several other elders couldn't help but look happy.

If the blood contract is destroyed, the power of the oath of heaven and earth will no longer exist.

On the contrary, Tie Xiaozhen's face was ashen and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

For Zhao Feng, the only value he could tap has vanished into nothing.

"Before I take action, I'll give you ten breaths to think about it."

Zhao Feng was originally planning to kill Tie Xiaozhen, but suddenly he wanted to squeeze out the remaining value of Tie Xiaozhen.

Ten breaths of time?

Tie Xiaozhen felt a chill in his heart and his breathing became short.

He clearly captured the flash of murderous intent in Zhao Feng's eyes.

Tie Xiaozhen did not dare to doubt that Zhao Feng would kill Zhenzhu without any hesitation or scruple.

His intuition was also correct. In the Purple Saint Ruins, there were not a few people who died directly or indirectly at the hands of Zhao Feng.

"Ten...nine...eight...seven..."
To be continued...