There was no other way, Tianhua could only patiently explain to Ye Fan.
"The old man in golden armor headed by him is the leader of the Northern Sect, the second largest sect in the deserted world, Beidao!"
"Although I don't know what his level is, he should be at the same level as the master. How terrifying!"
"As for the other cultivators behind him, in addition to the disciples of the Northern Sect, there should also be members of other major forces in the deserted world."
Tianhua also frowned, and the hand holding the Zixiao Sword couldn't help but exert a little force.
It seems that this time is a battle of life and death for the entire Southern Sect. Once the battle begins, it will be on an unprecedented scale.
Ye Fan suddenly understood and spoke.
"Doesn't that mean that the Southern faction is now the enemy of the entire desolate world? How can we fight this?"
"Didn't you know how to be kind and sophisticated before? How come you don't even have anyone to help your sect?"
"Shut up, you really talk too much!"
Tianhua glanced at Ye Fan with dissatisfaction. Some of his words were too clear, but they were meaningless.
"Beidao, what do you mean by this? Are you bringing so much combat power to our southern faction to start a war with our southern faction?"
Nanlong took a step forward and faced off coldly.
Beidao on the opposite side just rubbed his wrist with a disdainful gesture.
"Who do you think you are? You are not qualified to talk to me, so let your headmaster Nan Tian come out!"
"What? Is your headmaster Nan Tian scared out of his wits and afraid to come out? Hahaha, does such a coward still have the nerve to control the entire Southern sect?"
"I think your southern sect has reached its end of life. If that doesn't work, let's replace it. You may not be able to take the position of the first sect for a long time."
Beidao laughed twice, as did the thousands of cultivators behind him.
When they came to this southern sect, they had already made it clear that even if the southern sect had great abilities and great foundation, they would never be able to stop their iron cavalry.
"What nonsense are you talking about? You have the guts to tell me again!"
Xu Zhongtian also has a bad temper, and he immediately responded domineeringly.
"Haha, I say it one last time, let your head coach Nan Tian come out, otherwise I will crush your Southern sect!"
Beidao's tone suddenly became cold, and then with a wave of his big hand, thousands of cultivators drew out the weapons from their waists at the same time! The bright weapons looked extremely dazzling under the sunlight!
"This...this is a bit scary. Why are there so many of them?"
"These guys are definitely more than the top combat power of the Southern Faction! It seems that they are determined to get rid of our Southern Faction. What should we do?"
"Why hasn't the master come out yet? There's not even a person in charge of the overall situation."
Seeing the menacing appearance of those thousands of disciples, many Southern sect disciples retreated before engaging in battle and couldn't help but retreat.
In fact, the pressure was too strong, and they could hardly breathe.
At this time, there are only a thousand disciples in the Southern Sect. Facing so many disciples, is there any reason not to be afraid?
Especially those new disciples who had just been selected into the Southern Sect, they originally thought that they had joined the largest sect in the desolate world.
But who would have thought that a person sitting at home and coming from the sky would encounter such a war as soon as he entered the sect, which was simply unlucky.
The old gentleman Zhou Wenbin unconsciously protected Nan Yu behind him. If the war really started, then he would not care about his identity.
"Old sir, you think our luck is really bad! How come we are surrounded by people wherever we go?"
The Heavenly Fire Evil God shook his head in anguish. This scene had happened countless times before in the ancient world of immortal cultivation.
Why do you still look like a bird in the Beidou Star Territory? Do you deserve to be besieged by others?
The old gentleman Zhou Wenbin on the side seemed to have thought of something and hurriedly spoke.
"I'm warning you, the war hasn't started yet, so don't get too excited and show your strength in advance. Everything still has to wait for Ye Fan to give the order."
"I know, I know, I'm not a fool."
The Sky Fire Evil God waved his hand in annoyance.
However, even though he agreed, he was not sure what he would do when the time came.
"Beidao, I advise you to retreat quickly with your men!"
"The start of such a war will not be of any benefit to the southern faction, the northern faction, or the entire desolate world."
Nan Long tried his best to slow down his speaking speed and calm his thoughts. He was now the backbone of the entire Southern faction and must not mess up the position first.
"Is there no benefit? Haha, since I have chosen to stand here, will I go back because of your two bullshit words?"
"Stop talking so much nonsense and ask Nan Tian to come out quickly, otherwise I will attack by force!"
"Then you can try it."
Just when the atmosphere was at a stalemate, a sound that sounded like something from the sky suddenly struck.
The next moment, all eyes were fixed on the sky. When the disciples of the Southern Sect saw Nan Tian's figure, they couldn't help but feel relieved.
Even Nan Long and Xu Zhongtian felt like they had received amnesty. With Nan Tian coming, there would be nothing terrible about this battle.
After all, if there is no top combat power in charge, how can there be any so-called confidence?
Nanlong landed steadily in front of all the disciples and looked at Beidao with cold eyes.
"You are really bold. Do you know what stupid thing you are doing now?"
"I……"
Beidao smiled and was about to say something when Lin Feng stood up behind him.
"You are the so-called Nantian. I don't want to talk nonsense with you here. Please hand over the token of the Southern Faction quickly and accept the annexation of the Northern Faction!"
"Only in this way can we save the lives of the disciples from the Southern Sect who came forward to serve as disciples, otherwise death will definitely be waiting for you!"
Lin Feng's words were spoken very lightly, and his eyes did not change from beginning to end, as if he was telling a trivial matter.
Fatty Wang, who was behind Nan Long, laughed out loud. This guy must have been kicked in the head by a donkey!
"You kid, you have the guts to tell me what you said again. Believe it or not, I will beat you to show your true colors!"
"You are only at the peak of the Golden Immortal. Those who don't know would think you are already a saint."
As soon as Fatty Wang finished speaking, Tianhua stepped out beside Ye Fan and looked at Lin Feng coldly.
"I advise you guys to be careful when speaking. Do you know who this is? This person is a special envoy sent by Immortal Vast Vast. How can you guys compare with him?"
Beidao sneered, what he wanted was to stir up anger between them.