"Ye Qingfeng, the Heavenly Spirit Pond is under our control. How dare you be so arrogant if you wish to enter?" The anger flickered in the grey-robed elder's eyes as he threatened Ye Qingfeng.
"Threaten me?" Ye Qingfeng's gaze instantly turned cold, and immediately, the light of the flying sword in his hand intensified, filled with killing intent.
Waiting here to enter the Heavenly Spirit Pond together with the disciples of the Sect Competition was already showing them a lot of courtesy.
In the past, if Ye Qingfeng had his eyes on a treasure, he would directly take it. If the other party disagreed, he would seize it. If they dared to obstruct him, he would kill!
Ye Qingfeng's heart was cold; was he being too lenient? This grey-robed elder actually dared to threaten him. He didn't mind killing him until rivers of blood flowed.
