"Today, I will clean up the sect and kill you, little beast!"

"What you say is better than what you sing!"

Ye Xinghe squinted his eyes and looked at him, smiling coldly:

"You don't even ask why things happened, so you jump to conclusions!"

"I just want to protect your nephew and find an excuse to avenge Wei Zhenyu!"

"What qualifications do you have to punish me on behalf of the sect!"

"What a sharp-tongued boy!"

The old man in gray robe looked at Ye Xinghe coldly, with disdain on his face, and shouted:

"Little beast, listen to me!"

"I am the deacon elder of Beichen Peak, Jiao Zuyi!"

He smiled coldly again: "As a law enforcement elder, I can kill you!"

As soon as these words came out, the onlookers took a breath and whispered.

"Jiao Zuyi is famous for his cruelty! I heard that many disciples fell into his hands and died miserably!"

"Moreover, Jiao Zuyi's hands and eyes are so powerful that he can even forcefully obtain quotas every year and send several Xuandao Sect disciples to the Beidou Sword Sect."

"Jiao Zuyi can be said to cover the sky with one hand at Beichen Peak! If Ye Xinghe falls into his hands, he will definitely die!"

At this time, Jiao Zuyi's eyes were cold, and murderous intent surged out like a huge wave!

"You little beast, go to hell!"

He roared angrily, leaped into the air, and instantly arrived above Ye Xinghe's head.

Immediately afterwards, he made a knife-shaped hand with one hand and swung it hard at Ye Xinghe!

I saw that a red light suddenly lit up on Jiao Zuyi's palm.

Like a raging flame, beating slowly!
Chapter completed!