Everyone in the Xiaoyue Sect was dumbfounded as they watched Zhao Feng decide the life and death of the God level.

Tie Xiaozhen's thoughts whirled, and he finally gritted his teeth: "Wait a minute."

"Remember you only get one chance."

Zhao Feng seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Tie Xiaozhen took a deep breath, touched it with one hand, and took out another blank blood contract scroll from the storage ring.

"Very good, you succeeded."

Zhao Feng's eyes lit up.

Tie Xiaozhen was not surprised. No one can resist "mastering" the power of a God, even if Zhao Feng can easily kill the God.

After a while.

Zhao Feng and Tie Xiaozhen signed a blood contract in full view of everyone.

When signing a blood contract, generally both parties must make an oath and promise, so that it can be established.

The content of the contract is:

Since then, Tie Xiaozhen has been in charge of the Xiaoyue Sect and has become the guardian of the sect. He has the obligation to protect the safety of the Xiaoyue Sect and must not betray or disobey, and so on.

Zhao Feng, on the other hand, must ensure that he will not harm Tie Xiaozhen for no reason, and even try his best to provide some protection to the latter when he is in danger.

After the blood contract was completed, Zhao Feng put the scroll away.

Tie Xiaozhen's heart was heavy. There was very little chance of taking back the Blood Contract from a strong man of Zhao Feng's level.

And as time goes by, this hope will infinitely tend to zero.

Zhao Feng is the proud king of Qinghua Continent, spanning dozens of eras, and his future achievements are immeasurable.

When Tie Xiaozhen signed a blood contract and surrendered to the Xiaoyue Sect, the "Yunhai Sect Master" and others on the other side felt their hearts sink.

"Zhao Feng... we can also sign a blood contract and be loyal to you forever."

The law enforcement elder said tremblingly.

Poof

Zhao Feng made a stroke with one hand, and a wind and lightning blade split the law enforcement elder into two pieces.

"I don't think much of your use value."

The peaceful and warm voice echoed in Tianshu Square.

Everyone, headed by Yunhai Sect Master, was frightened and trembling, and a few of them "thumped" to the point of peeing.

Zhao Feng's eyes turned and settled on a taciturn figure: "Senior Brother Beimo."

"If you want to kill or behead, let me leave it to my junior brother."

Bei Mo looked bitter.

"Junior brother Beimo, you should know that I will not kill you. Even though you betrayed the teacher in the past."

Zhao Feng said calmly.

Bei Mo's face froze.

He did have a guess that Zhao Fengnian might spare his life because he was in the same sect.

"Of course, there is a condition."

Zhao Feng changed the subject.

"What conditions?"

Bei Mo breathed a sigh of relief.

"I want you to kill Yun Hai with your own hands, hold his head, and apologize to your teacher, Marquis Guangjun."

Zhao Feng spoke indifferently.

"Zhao Feng...how can this be unreasonable?"

The leader of the Yunhai Sect roared with hatred on his face.

snap

Just as he was about to go crazy, he was hit by a "cat's claw" and became dizzy for a while.

Some people from the Xiaoyue Sect present could not help but be surprised.

Zhao Feng didn't kill Yun Hai himself, but asked Bei Mo to do it. Why?

But some people who knew the inside story quickly guessed the reason.

Firstly, Bei Mo is the most outstanding and most carefully cultivated disciple of Sect Leader Yunhai.

What a mockery and humiliation it is to let Yun Hai die in the hands of his most outstanding and most anticipated disciple.

The second point involves the grudge between Yunhai Sect Master and Guangjun Marquis.

The sea of ​​clouds once took away the beloved of Marquis Guangjun, humiliated the latter in various ways, and finally took away Bei Mo, his excellent disciple.

And now.

Zhao Feng requested that Bei Mo kill Yun Hai with his own hands and then bring the head to the gate of Guangjun Hou to apologize.

In this way, all causes and effects of grudges and grudges can be understood in a relatively balanced way; ashes return to ashes, and soil returns to soil.

"Okay, I promise you."

Without thinking, Bei Mo saw an ink dark sword appear in his hand, and with a splash of blood, he chopped off the head of the Yunhai Sect Leader.

In terms of cultivation strength at this time, there is not much difference between Bei Mo and Yunhai Sect Master.

But the leader of the Yunhai Sect had just been slapped by the little thieving cat, and he felt a little dizzy. Before he could react, his body was found somewhere else.
Chapter completed!