I was just collecting them casually, how did the disciples become emperors?

The head of the Sima family snorted coldly, then slowly got out of the carriage.

He was wearing a gorgeous brocade robe embroidered with gold patterns, a golden crown inlaid with gems on his head, and a purple belt around his waist, showing his luxury.

Under the gaze of everyone, he pretended to get off the carriage slowly, but deliberately took a big step towards the Holy Lord, stepped heavily on the Holy Lord's shoes and pretended to crush them accidentally.

The Holy Lord's face instantly became extremely ugly but he did not get angry.

You must know that he is the most honorable Holy Lord in the Holy Land!

The head of the Sima family pretended to have just noticed it and said hypocritically: "Oh, Holy Lord, I'm so sorry, I didn't pay attention to where I was stepping."

But he couldn't hide the smugness on his face.

The surrounding holy land disciples glared at them upon seeing this, and some even wanted to rush forward but were forcibly stopped by the peak masters.

Ye Xinghe was gloating in his heart. Now the peak master who was shouting the loudest was as if he were dead.

The followers behind the head of the Sima family burst into laughter, and the laughter echoed at the entrance of the holy land, sounding particularly harsh.

Surrounded by the crowd, the head of the Sima family swaggered into the holy land, pointing at the surrounding buildings and layouts from time to time.

What this means is that this holy place is just a name in vain.

The Holy Lord gritted his teeth and followed silently.

After entering the Holy Land's meeting hall, the head of the Sima family unceremoniously sat down in the main seat, crossed his legs, looked at the Holy Lord with contempt, and said, "Holy Lord, tell me, how are you going to give the Sima family an explanation regarding this Luo Sanfeng matter?"

The Holy Lord suppressed his rage and said solemnly, "Master Sima, as I said before, Luo Sanfeng and Ye Xinghe signed a life-or-death agreement. Unfortunately, he was defeated and died in a fair competition. This was truly an accident. The Holy Land has always upheld justice. I hope Master Sima will understand this."

The head of the Sima family suddenly burst into laughter.

"A fair competition? Who knows if you're cheating? My Sima family holds a very important position in the world of immortal cultivation. Now that our elder has tragically died, if we let this go, where will our Sima family's reputation be?"

Ye Xinghe couldn't help but speak again: "Master Sima, please don't slander me. The many disciples present that day can testify that the competition was fair and square, with no ulterior motives. What is your intention in making such a fuss?"

The head of the Sima family slammed the table, stood up, pointed at Ye Xinghe and shouted, "You traitor, how dare you talk back! Holy Lord, I think you are not good at disciplining your children. If you don't give me an explanation today, my Sima family army will immediately flatten the holy land!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Xinghe laughed out loud, his laughter full of heroism.

"Master Sima, don't bluff here. Do you think these people you brought with you can scare me? If anyone from the Sima family dares to come, I, Ye Xinghe, will make sure they never return and turn them all into dust!"

The Sima family head's eyes widened as if he had heard the most arrogant words in the world. He was stunned for a moment, then shouted with a face full of sarcasm: "What a big tone! Ye Xinghe, who do you think you are? You are just a small peak master, and you dare to speak so arrogantly and try to fight against our Sima family army alone."

"Today I will let you know what it means to try to shake a tree with an ant, and to overestimate your own abilities!"

Ye Xinghe sneered, and the aura on his body suddenly rose. The powerful spiritual power fluctuations spread out in all directions like surging waves, even shaking the surrounding tables and chairs slightly.

"Master Sima, please do not underestimate me. I, Ye Xinghe, may be only a Peak Master, but the Dao I have cultivated and the Dharma I have comprehended are beyond your imagination. Your Sima family's attempt to annex the Holy Land is against the will of Heaven. I am merely following Heaven's will and protecting the Holy Land."

The head of the Sima family was oppressed by Ye Xinghe's sudden momentum, and his heart trembled slightly.

To be able to kill Luo Sanfeng, this person must be very powerful.

"Then let me see what you are capable of. Come on, capture Ye Xinghe for me! If anyone resists, kill him without mercy!"

Upon hearing this, several masters of the Sima family responded in unison, their figures flashed, and they pounced towards Ye Xinghe like ghosts.

In an instant, the entire space was filled with howling winds.

The leader was a master dressed in black, his figure was as fast as lightning. He swung the long sword in his hand, and a black blade light tore through the air and slashed towards Ye Xinghe with a sharp whistling sound.

Wherever the blade passed, ripples appeared in the space, as if it would collapse at any time under the weight.

This sword, embodying the Phantom Sword Technique he had practiced for many years, was so powerful that it was enough to split mountains and break rocks.

Ye Xinghe tapped his feet lightly and his body floated back like a light feather.

At the same time, he quickly formed seals with his hands, muttered something, and a vortex of spiritual power instantly appeared in front of him.

The pitch-black blade slashed across the cyclone, splashing a burst of dazzling spiritual sparks, but was firmly blocked by the cyclone and could not move forward at all.

Seeing this, another master in white jumped high up, opened the folding fan in his hand, and countless white wind blades fell like snowflakes, densely covering Ye Xinghe.

These wind blades appear gentle but are actually extremely sharp. Each one contains powerful wind spiritual power and can easily cut through steel.

This is his famous skill, the Wind Sweeping Clouds Fan, which once frightened countless opponents.

Ye Xinghe felt that the Sima family was indeed full of hidden talents, and the people they brought this time were no ordinary people.

Ye Xinghe's eyes focused, and the spiritual power around him exploded.

He shouted loudly and pushed his hands forward suddenly, and a powerful spiritual power shock wave rushed towards the wind blades.

The spiritual power and the wind blade collided with each other, making crackling sounds like firecrackers.

Under the impact of spiritual power, the wind blades dissipated and turned into wisps of breeze floating in the air.

At this time, an old man in gray also joined in.

This person looks familiar, but he is just trash, and Ye Xinghe can't remember him.

He slowly extended his palms, and a gray spiritual power ball condensed between his palms. The spiritual power ball grew bigger and bigger, and finally smashed towards Ye Xinghe like a huge meteorite.

This spiritual ball seems to be slow, but it actually contains a terrifying gravitational force. Wherever it passes, a deep pit is pressed into the ground.

However, Ye Xinghe could see that the old man was practicing the Gravity Palm Technique, and was good at using gravity to defeat the enemy, making it difficult to defend against him.

Ye Xinghe felt the powerful pressure coming from the spiritual power ball.

He squatted slightly, then suddenly jumped up and rushed towards the spiritual power ball like a cannonball.

At the moment when he was about to come into contact with the spiritual power ball, he stretched out his right hand and grabbed the spiritual power ball with his five fingers like hooks.

"Crack!" With a loud noise, Ye Xinghe's right hand, in full view of everyone, actually inserted directly into the spiritual power ball and grasped it tightly.

Then, he swung the spirit ball with force and threw it towards the open space on the side.