The Order of Purple Thorn

Nan Feng was stunned, he did not know what was going on, but he could clearly see that inside the cage, there was an old man. The old man did not make any movements, his body had multiple locks and was connected to the cage, the Robe s were stained with blood.

"Nan Feng, come back!" Elder Qin shouted at Nan Feng as he kept his eyes on the cage.

Jing Wanghou waved his arm, and a wave of energy rushed into the cage, shocking the old man inside.

After the old man woke up, he growled, his body twisting and turning. Ga, Ga, Ga, Ga, the sounds of chain pulling sounded, the old man pulled several chain straight up.

"grand elder!" Elder Qin and Seventh Elder rushed out of the Hundred Tribes Alliance's camp.

"Retreat, or I'll kill him!" Jing Wanghou's body flashed to the side of the cage, and the Sabre in his hands stuck to the cracks of the cage.

Hearing Jing Wanghou's words, Elder Qing and Seventh Elder stopped in their tracks.

The old man in the cage looked at Elder Qin and Seventh Elder, "Qianduan, Lu Qi... This is Sky Martial City, has our Hundred Tribes Alliance begun their counterattack? "

"grand elder, we have already begun our counterattack, and we are taking back half of the Celestial domain's territory!" With a head full of silver hair, Qin Qianjie's face was covered in tears.

"Very good! You don't have to worry about me, all these years I didn't do anything for the Hundred Tribes Alliance, and now I can't hold the Hundred Tribes Alliance back any longer. If you continue to attack, I can leave happily too. " Although his aura was sluggish, a smile still hung on his face. The fresh blood flowing from the root of the chain on his body contrasted sharply with the smile on his face.

"Old Man Duan, shut up!" "Listen up, if you don't want him to die, then all of you retreat for me." Jing Wanghou roared.

"Don't act rashly. It's grand elder Duan, one of the three giants of our Hundred Tribes Alliance in the ancient times. We had always thought that the old man had fallen, but never would we have imagined that he was imprisoned!"

"Retreat!" Elder Qin gave the order to the order of war.

"Qin Qianjie, what are you doing? Fight! Once we take back the Celestial domain, I will die in peace! " The old man inside the cage roared, and as his body pulled, the chain creaked continuously, and fresh blood continued to flow from his body.

"Celestial domain, our Hundred Tribes Alliance will take it back, but you, we must also save you." Elder Qin said to the old man in the cage, Qin Qianjie was her name.

"Yes, we will definitely take back the Celestial domain!" Seventh Elder also spoke up.

"Jing Wanghou, kill me if you have the ability!" The Old Patriarch Duan in the cage roared.

Jing Wanghou looked at the cage, "You're someone who can't even commit suicide, what are you shouting so much for?"

At this time, Nan Feng discovered that the Old Patriarch Duan in the cage did not have any Yuan Qi cultivation, and the Soul cultivation was also sealed.

"Nan Feng, are you still not retreating? Not to mention you haven't become an Emperor yet, even if you had become an Emperor, you would still have to care about his life and death! This is because once, the Human Emperor of the Hundred Tribes Alliance would have to address him with respect as grand elder! " Jing Wanghou said as he looked at Nan Feng.

But if you guys want to kill the Old Patriarch Duan, you would have done so a long time ago. Nan Feng who had been silent the whole time spoke out.

"What are you trying to say?" Ye Tianlan whose aura had calmed down a little said.

Nan Feng pointed at Ye Tianlan, "Trash that can't even fight right now, scram! Jing Wanghou, do you think that I have no other choice? From today onwards, I will kill a hundred people of the Asura Race every day, all the way until you release him or kill him! "

After saying that, the energy on Nan Feng's body surged, and countless space blade flew out, falling into the Asura Race s. Immediately, a large portion of Asura Race s fell, and no one in the group was able to react at all.

"Nan Feng, you dare!" Jing Wanghou roared.

"Why would I not dare? Don't forget, I, Nan Feng am only over four hundred years old. Don't tell me that back in the ancient times, I didn't even feel anything about the events of a thousand years ago! " Nan Feng laughed.

"Do you know that you have violated the most taboo in the world? You don't care if he's dead or alive, he will become a target of thousands of enemies in Hundred Tribes Alliance! " Jing Wanghou was flustered and exasperated, because he really couldn't kill Old Patriarch Duan, as he would lose the right to threaten him.

Nan Feng shook his head, "Up till today, I, Nan Feng, have experienced many wars, and my own actions are worthy of the heavens and earth, worthy of the Hundred Tribes Alliance! The choice I have made, was first the great plan for the lives of the people in the world, and then it was with some personal feelings, Old Patriarch Duan, I'm sorry! " With that said, Nan Feng bowed towards Old Patriarch Duan.

"Good!" With a young man like you, the Hundred Tribes Alliance has no need to worry. The Old Patriarch Duan roared.

Elder Long had been using a lot of strength the entire time as he held onto Nan Feng's shoulder. He understood that Nan Feng's plan to retreat was to advance forward, but he was still very agitated and worried in his heart.

"Retreat!" Ye Tianlan sent out a signal to retreat, he was currently unable to fight against Nan Feng, he was worried that under the encouragement of Old Patriarch Duan, they would attack.

"Nan Feng attack, kill me, kill them!" Hearing that the Asura was about to retreat, the Old Patriarch Duan opened his mouth and roared.

Nan Feng took out a jar of wine and opened up the mud. Then, he waved his arm, "Nan Feng invites Old Patriarch Duan to drink, then we can fight again."

Following the wave of Nan Feng's arm, a jar of wine flew towards the Old Patriarch Duan. Pulling back with the cage behind him, Jing Wanghou saw that the wine was flying naturally and had no killing power, hence he did not obstruct it.

Asura Race retreated, but did not give chase.

Seeing that the Asura Race had retreated, Nan Feng turned and walked towards his own Tent s. The current situation was somewhat passive.

Inside the Tent, Mo Qingyan pointed to the teapot in front of them when she saw Nan Feng returning, "Seeing that you guys can't fight anymore, I will brew some tea.

Letting out a deep breath, Nan Feng poured himself a cup of tea and gulped it down. How could he have the mood to taste the tea now?

Seeing Nan Feng drinking tea, the corner of Mo Qingyan's mouth twitched, but she did not say anything. She knew that Nan Feng was feeling pressured in his heart.

Not long later, the Deputy City Lord Yu called Nan Feng over to the main tent to discuss the matter.

The higher ups of the Hundred Tribes Alliance were gathered within the main tent of the army camp. Nan Feng's seat was beside the people from the main seat.

"Dear Elder, please do not misunderstand. I am not ignoring the life and death of the Old Patriarch Duan, in that case, if I do not harden my heart and say something tough, it would be too passive." After sitting down, Nan Feng explained, he did not want others to misunderstand him.

"We know that the Old Patriarch Duan has done a lot for the Hundred Tribes Alliance, so nothing bad must happen to him. We must save him." Elder Qin said as he looked at Nan Feng.

"I've already thought about it, so I decided to hold back a little." Nan Feng said.

Elder Qin was stunned, "Could it be that jar of wine?"