Chapter 3989

“Stop!”

A loud shout came from outside the hall.

The power of Haoran’s rank 9 aura surged.

At the same time.

A figure flashed and landed beside Mu Changfeng.

Come, Long Fei!

Mu Hetai frowned, he could not remember when he saw Long Fei, and only felt that he looked a little familiar.

When Mu Yueting saw Long Fei, he was also startled. He muttered in his heart, “Why is he here?”

To dare to use Long Fei’s Haoran’s rank 9 aura again …

In an instant.

Shocking the heavens!

“How, how, how, how is this possible?”

“Impossible!”

“This is absolutely impossible.”

“A few days ago, he was only at the Divine Moon Realm. How, how did he reach the ninth level of the Haoran Realm?”

Mu Yueting sized Long Fei up like he was looking at a monster, “Clan Leader, he …”

When Mu Hetai saw the look in Mu Yueting’s eyes, he immediately withdrew his strength and asked. “And who are you?”

“Who is this kid?”

“Never seen him before?”

“Ninth level of the Haoran Realm. Logically speaking, there should be records of it in the Mu Clan.”

“So young and yet he’s already of the ninth rank? Who the hell is he? Alien? But the clothes he is wearing is clearly from the Mu Clan. “

… ….

Just when they were guessing Long Fei’s identity.

Mu Changfeng and the rest of the seven said in a heavy voice, “Boss!”

“Boss?”

“The boss of Seven Strongmen of North Region?”

“Who is it?”

“I’ve never seen it before, but I’ve never heard of it.”

“Since when did the seven of them have to pay their respects to their boss?”

He didn’t understand it at all.

Mu Hetai was also dumbfounded as he looked at Mu Yueting.

Mu Yueting said: “Patriarch, he is the brat that I told you to save Seven Strongmen of North Region last time, but, but …”

Mu Hetai said in shock: “The outer disciple you were talking about?”

“What kind of joke is this?”

“His cultivation is at the ninth level of the Haoran Sect, how could he be an outer disciple?”

Mu Yueting also could not explain it clearly.

He had no way to explain it.

Because even he himself did not know what was going on, the genius Xuans of the divine space was also so abnormal.

No!

It could no longer be described as abnormal anymore.

He was not human at all.

There was no such person.

Long Fei walked forward, and said lightly: “Patriarch, I am Mu Fei from the Eastern Region, and am a service disciple.”

He said lightly.

“East Side?”

“Servant disciple?”

“This… Is he joking? “

“Brat, are you here to tease us?”

No one believed what Long Fei said.

How could a mighty ninth stage powerhouse be in the east region? Or a service disciple?

Long Fei also cared about what the elders said, and said while looking at Mu Hetai: “Patriarch, they are the old Patriarch’s direct disciples, and also my little brothers. I came here today because I want you to give the Patriarch some face.”

Mu Hetai glanced at Long Fei, and said. “I naturally must give face to the old patriarch, but… Who do you think you are? “

“Haoran Ninth Pin thinks he’s strong?”

Mu Changfeng and the rest of the seven were all furious and wanted to rush over, but they were stopped by Long Fei. Long Fei smiled faintly and said: “I am only a little soldier, so I am naturally nothing.”

“I am here because I hope that the clan leader will not continue to exhaust himself from the internal strife. The Undead Lord is coming soon, so I hope that you will listen to the arrangements of the old clan leader and lead your clansmen into Turtle Mountain.”

After all, these people were all from the Mu Clan.

They were both his mother’s uncles and he did not want anyone to die. This was a type of loss to his grandfather, to the Mu Clan.

However…

The moment his words fell, the entire audience burst into laughter.

“Hahaha …”

“Hahaha …”

“Brat, who do you think you are?”

“Do you think Haoran Nine Pin is strong?”

“Enter the Turtle Mountain? Hahaha… Aren’t you being too funny? “

“Undead Lord is coming? Hahaha… This is the funniest joke I’ve heard this year. “

… ….

The crowd burst into laughter.

The blood veins in each of Mu Changfeng’s eyes increased, and the anger and hatred in his heart grew even more.

The magic seed was frantically absorbing their hatred.

There was already a tendency to sprout.

Long Fei faced the crowd and laughed. His expression was very calm, neither humble nor arrogant, and he said: “Patriarch, I’m really serious about something.”

Mu Hetai said with a sneer, “You’re the one that was told by the Seven Strongmen of North Region that the Undead Lord was coming here for right?”

“Interesting.”

“The entire God Living Mountain is filled with disciples of my Mu Clan, why haven’t they gotten any news at all?”

“Say it again!”

Mu Hetai’s eyes darkened. Taking a step forward, he fiercely released the pressure on his body, heavily crushing Long Fei’s mind and shouted, “Who the hell are you? To point fingers in front of me? “

“Huh?”

“I’m just asking who you are?”

Grade Nine Haoran?

He didn’t care at all.

Most of the elders in the palace had higher cultivation than Long Fei, they were shocked because Long Fei was already at the ninth level of the Righteous Noble Realm at such a young age, but they were not shocked because of his high cultivation.

“Rumble!”

Long Fei’s state of mind started to surge.

A powerful pressure pressed down like a hundred thousand mountains.

Long Fei revealed a bitter face.

However …

Half a second later, a burst of power burst out from his fusion with his heart and dissipated the pressure.

Mu Hetai’s face froze.

It was also at this time that Long Fei took out his profound jade tablet, and said indifferently: “I already said that I’m nothing, but if you really want to mess with me, then don’t blame me for being rude.”

“Now let me ask you, what do you count as?”

Long Fei replied heavily.

“Dark Medallion.”

“The Patriarch’s Crest!”

“The old patriarch’s token.”

“Why does he have the Old Patriarch’s command medallion in his hands?”

… ….

The entire palace suddenly quietened down, all of them looked at the order badge in Long Fei’s hand.

Mu Hetai was also surprised, and was unable to say a word.

Mu Changfeng reprimanded them, “Behold, it is as if you have seen the Old Clan Chief himself, have you forgotten the least bit of etiquette?”

The crowd trembled.

This was the clan rule.

They were forced to kneel on the ground and prostrate themselves. “We pay our respects to the Patriarch.”

In the entire arena, only Mu Hetai did not kneel.

Mu Changfeng said angrily: “Mu Hetai, you want to rebel?”

The matter immediately reversed itself.

Mu Hetai was in a bad mood, rather bad, extremely bad mood. The anger in his heart was burning crazily, and he had to kneel to a disciple of the Eastern District?

Just because of a Patriarch Token?

He couldn’t do it.

Who is he?

He was Mu Hetai, the current Acting Patriarch of the Mu Clan.

He felt a sharp pain in his heart when he thought of the word ‘agent’.

As long as he obtained the Patriarch’s Token, he would truly be the Patriarch. He would no longer be the Acting Patriarch.

He only needed this token.

And then …

Mu Hetai’s pupils constricted as he said in a heavy voice, “Insolent dog, you actually dared to steal the Mu Clan’s ancestral medallion. No matter who you are, you must die here today.”

His words trembled.

The elders in the hall were slightly taken aback.

He didn’t know how to react.

Mu Hetai snapped, “How could he, a service disciple from the Eastern District, have an ancestral token? It must have been stolen. “

“What are you waiting for?”

“Take him down!”

All the clan elders reacted, immediately standing up and staring at Long Fei. Long Fei’s gaze tightened, and said. “Are you really going to do this?”