"I understand, please go back!" Ling Xiao did not hesitate at all, and calmly put away the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword. His movements were clean and neat. The moment the sword body was sheathed, the demonic energy quickly subsided.

Immediately afterwards, he raised his hand gently and made a gesture of seeing off the guests. There was no trace of nostalgia in his eyes, as if he was telling Luanfeng that the conversation had ended and there was no possibility of turning around.

Luanfeng was stunned at once. She looked at Ling Xiao in disbelief, her heart full of shock.

In her impression, although Ling Xiao had some courage, she was so decisive and determined in the face of such powerful strength. She was not afraid of taking action on the spot at all? The anger in her heart was ignited instantly and her breathing became rapid.

"You have seen my interests!" Luan Feng took a step forward, and the aura around her suddenly became violent. She stared at Ling Xiao, with angry flames burning in her eyes, and the voice was full of threat, as if reminding Ling Xiao not to easily challenge her bottom line.

However, Ling Xiao's expression was as calm as ever. He looked at Luan Feng quietly, without any panic in his eyes, as if the threat of Luan Feng was just a breeze to him, not worth mentioning. He raised his head slightly and looked into the distance, as if he was thinking about something more important, and turned a deaf ear to Luan Feng's words.

"You have also seen Ming Xingjue's power!" Luan Feng felt more and more angry when he saw Ling Xiao unmoved, and threatened again. She tried to shock Ling Xiao with Ming Xingjue's terrifying reputation, so that he could understand how terrible the consequences of opposing him were.

In the Dazhen Dynasty, the name of Ming Xingjue is synonymous with fear. No one dares to mention it easily, and no one dares to provoke it.

But Ling Xiao was still very calm, and the corners of his mouth even raised slightly, revealing a faint smile.

The smile showed confidence and calmness. His expression was definitely not pretending, but was truly calm, as if nothing in the world could make him afraid. He knew his strength well and knew the trump card he had. In the face of the threat of Luan Feng, he had enough confidence to deal with it.

Seeing this, Luanfeng reached its peak.

She clenched her fists tightly, her nails were deeply trapped in her palms, and a terrible breath was released from her body. The air around seemed to be twisted by this breath, making a "buzzing" sound, and the tables and chairs in the room began to tremble slightly, as if they were about to be overturned by this powerful force.

However, the next moment, Luanfeng's body suddenly froze, her eyes widened instantly, and her face showed an extremely frightened expression.

She seemed to see a pair of eyes from Jiuyou Hell staring at her tightly. The eyes were filled with endless majesty and oppression, which made the blood in her body instantly solidify and unable to move. Her breathing became rapid and heavy, and her heart was beating wildly in her chest, as if it was about to break through her chest.

When she came to her senses, she found that there were no eyes in front of her, and everything around her seemed to have returned to calm. But she could clearly feel that her back was soaked in cold sweat, and her clothes were tightly pressed against her skin, making a chill.

She felt scared in her heart, knowing that she had encountered an extremely terrifying existence just now.

"We will meet again!" Luan Feng gritted his teeth and squeezed out this sentence from his teeth. She glared at Ling Xiao fiercely, then turned around and left with a slightly staggering pace. Her figure gradually disappeared into the darkness outside the door, leaving only a dead room and a thoughtful Ling Xiao.

"If you can't hold on to him, he will die no matter whether you agree or not. I know you don't want to betray your subordinates, don't worry, he will die suddenly!"

Luanfeng had already left a long way, but Ling Xiao's cold and solemn voice came from his ears. The sound seemed to carry an invisible magic power and penetrated into Luanfeng's ears, shaking her ear drums so hard that she couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Luanfeng's face instantly became as cold as frost. She bit her lower lip tightly, thinking that with her unparalleled strength, she could shock Ling Xiao in this confrontation and let him surrender.

But unexpectedly, the situation suddenly reversed, but I was so oppressed by Ling Xiao's seemingly plain but hidden words that were so surging that I couldn't breathe.

She thought to herself that this matter was complicated and involved the internal secrets of Zhaixing Tower and the delicate balance between the forces of the Dazhen Dynasty. It would not be solved in a short while. As expected, it would be necessary to make a long-term plan and do not ruin major events because of impulse.

Watching Luanfeng's slightly staggering figure disappear into the darkness outside the door, Ling Xiao slowly turned around, his eyes as if he was torched, and his tone was calm but with a hint of unquestionable majesty, he said aloud: "I know you are awake. Please bring that Xiao Yihang here. I want to kill him with my own hands to pay tribute to Senior Brother Chongruo!"

The sound echoed in the quiet room, as if there was a force that could penetrate the void.

"No problem!" In an instant, an old but a little excited voice sounded in the air. The sound was like the cry of a night owl, with a strange charm. It turned out to be the clone of the Demon Spirit King. At this moment, he was completely awakened, ready to try.

In his opinion, this action can not only help Ling Xiao with his strength, but also take the opportunity to practice his skills. After all, with the powerful strength of his clone, he can't consume much energy to accomplish this little thing, which is simply a piece of cake.

Then, Ling Xiao calmly walked to the chair beside him and sat down slowly. He reached out to take the tea set that had been prepared on the table and started to cook tea skillfully. He saw him gently sprinkle the tea leaves into the teapot. The moment the hot water was pouring in, the fragrance of tea was overflowing, and the rising heat blurred his cold face.

Ling Xiao sat there quietly, his expression calm, as if the thrilling confrontation had never happened just now, and he was just enjoying a moment of tranquility leisurely. In fact, his heart was already burned by the flames of revenge. Just when the culprit Xiao Yihang arrived, he would completely vent his anger.

About a stick of incense passed quietly, and a slight sound of footsteps came from outside the door, accompanied by a low muffled groan. Immediately afterwards, Xiao Yihang, who was bruised and swollen, was dragged by an invisible force and appeared in front of Ling Xiao in a mess.

I saw his hair messy, his face was blue and purple, his mouth was covered with blood, and his eyes were filled with fear and despair.

"I asked you to bring it here, but I didn't let you teach him a lesson. I have to do this job myself." Ling Xiao looked at the miserable situation in front of him, frowned slightly, and said speechlessly. There was a hint of anger in his tone, but a little helpless.
Chapter completed!