"Ancestor! That brat has probably been smashed into a pile of mud!"

"Hahaha!"

The second elder of the Zhou family laughed loudly, his eyes full of mockery.

"He killed my grandson! I'll make sure that brat dies a horrible death!"

"Go and slaughter all of Ye Feng's relatives!" The Zhou family patriarch's face was grim.

"yes!"

The two elders transformed into shadows and swiftly disappeared into the distance.

At the same time, Ye Feng delivered Su Qianqian to the Su family and happened to be driving back when he ran into the two elders of the Zhou family.

"Um?"

"Tear!" Night Wind slammed on the brakes and blocked the two of them.

The two old men exuded a chilling killing intent, indicating they were around the eighth level of the Qi Movement Realm.

How could someone of such strength appear in Dragon City?

There's only one possibility!

Who are you?

Upon hearing this voice, Zhou Pei, the second elder of the Zhou family, suddenly looked up, his gaze meeting the night wind.

In an instant, a deep sense of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Kid! Mind your own business!"

"Get out of my way!" Zhou Pei said coldly.

Boom! As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Feng's body was accompanied by streaks of lightning, and the next second, he rushed directly in front of Zhou Pei.

"Snap!"

Ye Feng grabbed Zhou Pei by the neck and lifted him up from the ground.

"You're not going to tell, are you?"

"Since you're not going to talk, then die!"

Ye Feng slammed his palm directly onto the top of his head.

Zhou Pei was shocked, his pupils contracted instantly, and he sensed the aura of death.

Without a doubt, if that palm strike landed, he would surely die.

But who exactly is this kid?

How could they possess such terrifying strength?

Keep in mind that they all traveled tens of thousands of miles from Kunlun Mirror.

At the eighth level of the Qi Movement Realm, there are few people in the entire Dragon Kingdom who can rival them.

"Boy, who exactly are you?"

"I am the second elder of the Zhou family. If you dare to touch me, you will die a horrible death!" Zhou Pei hurriedly revealed his identity.

The Zhou family? Ye Feng frowned. In just two short days, the Zhou family had actually found their way here.

This reclusive family, which had never shown its face before, actually made a special trip just to kill me.

Ye Feng chuckled coldly, and Zhou Pei, thinking Ye Feng was scared, immediately started shouting.

"Hurry up and get me out of here!"

"Let you go?"

"If you let me go, will you let me go, Ye Feng?"

What? Night wind!

Is this kid Ye Feng?

"You are the Night Wind!"

"You little bastard! You actually dare to show your face!"

"You killed my Zhou family's young master, you won't live..."

However, before he could finish speaking, a powerful punch slammed into Zhou Pei's forehead.

Bang!

Brain matter exploded, blood splattered out, and Ye Feng took out a tissue to wipe the blood off his hands.

"Night wind!"

"Kill my Zhou family elders!"

"You just wait!"

"Our ancestor will show you the consequences of offending the Zhou family!"

"Your family and friends will not escape!"

Third Elder Zhou Changyun left a trail of afterimages as he abruptly fled into the distance.

The Zhou family patriarch is right ahead. If Ye Feng dares to chase after him, the patriarch will definitely tear this brat to pieces.

Thump!

Just as Zhou Changyun had run thirty or fifty meters, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him. Zhou Changyun couldn't dodge in time and crashed headfirst into Ye Feng.

What? What kind of speed is that?

Zhou Changyun didn't see Ye Feng at all.

At that moment, a sense of foreboding suddenly rose in his heart.

"Annihilation Palm!"

Zhou Changyun stomped his foot, leaped high into the air, and slammed his palm down on the night wind.

"Prepare to die!"

Ye Feng stood there, letting the attack land on him.

Boom! Sand and stones flew everywhere, and Zhou Changyun's lips curled up slightly.

This kid is really asking for death, not even dodging. The Annihilation Palm is a superior martial arts technique of the Zhou family.

The force of a single palm strike is no less than ten thousand catties!

Even a peak Qi-movement realm expert would be injured if they took a direct hit from his palm.

Does he really want to die?

But the next moment, Zhou Changyun's eyes widened like copper bells.

"How is that possible?"

"How come you're not hurt!"

"Gulp!" Zhou Changyuan kept swallowing his saliva.

He put all his strength into this palm strike, showing no mercy, yet Ye Feng stood perfectly still, without even a scratch.

Is this kid even human?

"Are all members of the Zhou family this weak?"

"I killed Zhou Hongyu!"

"He actually dared to help the Eagle Kingdom and kill my Dragon Soul Hall soldiers!"

"Damn it!"

"I didn't expect you guys would dare to come out. Well, that's good, saves me the trouble of looking for you!"

Whoosh!

Ye Feng's body shot out like lightning. By the time Zhou Changyun reacted, he only saw a fist rapidly enlarging in his eyes.

"You dare, you brat!"

Just then, a sound, accompanied by rolling thunder, rushed in from afar.

"Ancestor, save me!" Zhou Changyuan almost cried.

He thought he was going to die at the hands of this kid.

He never expected that a seemingly ordinary young man would possess such terrifying strength.

His swift and decisive methods completely changed the Zhou family's perception of Ye Feng.

"You little bastard!!!"

"Is it you who killed my grandson Hongyu?"

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