Three years ago, a group of mysterious people annihilated the Ye family. He survived by luck but was thrown into prison, where by chance, he became the disciple of five masters...
Three years...
Ye Feng's strength is very likely to surpass that of the leader of the Divine Dragon Sect, and be on par with Zhao Tianlong, the patriarch of the Divine Dragon Sect.
How could Lu Qianlan dare to offer any advice?
"Stop talking, Senior Sister Chen, you should hurry up and send a message to contact our sect," Lu Qianlan reminded her.
Chen Bingbing finally realized what was going on, then nodded vigorously, took out a communication talisman, and sent it out.
Night Wind had already carried Han Yue and placed him above the Han family compound.
Looking down at the luxurious mansion below, Ye Feng's face revealed a deep sense of coldness.
"Did your Han family acquire all your wealth by oppressing ordinary people?" Ye Feng asked.
"None of your business!"
Han Yue said through gritted teeth.
Han Yue now only has his upper body left; his lower body has completely disappeared.
If it were an ordinary person, they would have died long ago.
But Han Yue is a martial artist after all, and his physical abilities far surpass those of ordinary people, so he is not dead yet.
"Fine, don't tell me then. I have no interest in knowing anyway. But your Han family is about to be destroyed by my hand," Ye Feng said coldly.
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Feng grabbed Han Yue and stormed into the Han family compound.
"Who are you, daring to trespass into my Han family's home!"
"They really don't know their own limitations!"
"Look, isn't that Young Master Han that this guy is carrying? Young Master Han only has half of his body left, what happened!"
"Quickly, call the head of the family! Quickly, invite the guest elders!"
Chaos erupted in the Han family compound, with shouts and screams echoing everywhere.
The night wind, however, ignored them all, killing anyone it saw!
The bright light of the blade flashed again and again, and with each flash, a person would fall headfirst into the night wind.
Whether they were ordinary people in the Han family, guards at the gate, or rogue martial artists hired by the Han family, they all died with a single strike in front of Ye Feng!
At this moment, Ye Feng was like a god of death, causing the Han family members to tremble with fear and feel their hearts shattered!
"Yue'er! Yue'er, what's wrong with you!"
"Who exactly are you? How dare you severely injure my son and cause such trouble in my Han family compound? Do you really think our Han family can't handle you?!"
The head of the Han family strode out from the inner courtyard and roared at the night wind.
Moreover, as soon as the Han family patriarch finished speaking, more than a dozen martial artists flew out from the inner courtyard and surrounded Ye Feng.
Ye Feng glanced at the martial artists with disdain and said without any politeness, "Since you're all in such a hurry to die, don't blame me."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Feng raised the long sword in his hand.
The bright blade light, like a snow-white ribbon, swept past the dozen or so martial artists in an instant.
The next moment, all of these dozen or so martial artists fell from the sky, dead beyond any doubt!
The head of the Han family was stunned, and his face turned pale.
Who exactly is this young man?
Why did he break into my Han family and start killing people?
What did my Han family do to offend him?
The head of the Han family was in a state of extreme panic. He simply couldn't understand when his family had provoked such a fierce and powerful enemy!
Ye Feng stepped out and stood in front of the Han family patriarch, coldly looking at him and saying, "You are the Han family patriarch, Han Yue's father? Your son Han Yue condones his subordinates to bully the weak, forces five- or six-year-old children to beg on the streets, and even breaks their arms and legs so they cannot escape."
"Do you know these things or not?"
"Forget it, it doesn't matter whether you know or not. Anyway, you don't need to live anymore. All of you from the Han family will die here today."
Upon hearing Ye Feng's words, the Han family patriarch finally understood why this person had attacked the Han family.
It turns out it was his own son who caused the trouble!
"Great hero, please let me explain, things aren't as you think..."
"The Han family patriarch said urgently, but before he could finish speaking, a flash of light swept across his neck."
"father!"
Han Yue roared, two lines of bloody tears streaming from his eyes.
"Are you in pain? Are you desperate? Why do you think I don't kill you right now?"
"Han Yue, I'm going to kill every single member of your Han family right in front of you! Only after I've killed everyone else in your Han family will I kill you!"
"I want you to taste the deepest pain and despair before you die!"
Night Wind's cold words made Han Yue tremble.
"You...you devil!" Han Yue roared in grief and indignation.
“That’s right, I am the devil of you people,” Night Wind sneered.
A quarter of an hour passed, and the once vast Han family estate was now a dead wasteland.
All members of the Han family fell under Ye Feng's long blade; not a single one could escape with their lives.
Just then, a streak of light flew in from the horizon.
When these streaks of light reached the sky above the Han family compound, Ye Feng knew that the people from the Divine Dragon Cult had arrived.
The leader was none other than Li Qiangfeng, an elder of the Divine Dragon Sect.
Accompanying him were Elder Mu Bailian, three Divine Dragon Sect protectors, and more than twenty Divine Dragon Sect disciples.
Looking at the corpses scattered throughout the Han family compound, Li Qiangfeng's old face immediately revealed a deep resentment.
"Who did this?! Come out here!"
"I did it!"
Night Wind spoke without any politeness, and carried the barely alive Han Yue step by step into the sky.
Upon seeing Ye Feng, Li Qiangfeng's face immediately showed disbelief: "It's you! Chen Houfei! Why did you destroy the Han family? What grudge did the Han family hold against you that you had to go to such lengths to stop?"
Mu Bailian frowned and cast an unpleasant glance at Ye Feng.
Night Breeze said calmly, "Han Yue, the eldest son of the Han family, sent his men to capture a group of children who were only five or six years old, broke their arms and legs, and made them beg on the streets. I wonder if Elder Li is aware of this?"
"That's impossible!" Li Qiangfeng waved his hand and said.
"That's the truth," Ye Feng said bluntly.
The next moment, Lu Qianlan and Chen Bingbing arrived with more than a hundred children whose arms and legs had been broken.
Among them was the little girl that Ye Feng and Lu Qianlan first met.
“Lu Qianlan? What are you doing here? Who are these children…” Mu Bailian asked Lu Qianlan.
Lu Qianlan immediately said, "Elder Mu, these children are all victims of the cruel treatment by Han Yue, the eldest son of the Han family. Their limbs were all broken by Han Yue's men. Han Yue used this method to prevent them from escaping or resisting, and forced them to beg on the streets to make money!"
"Is...is this true?" Mu Bailian's face turned extremely pale.
“I have already rescued so many children, Elder Mu, don’t you believe me?” Lu Qianlan said.
Mu Bailian turned her head to look at the night wind.
It turns out that Chen Houfei killed the entire Han family to avenge these children!