"Aaaaah!" Yang Xuan kept barking like a dog.
"Shut up!" Ye Feng slapped Yang Xuan, sending him flying three meters away.
But Yang Xuan still couldn't accept all of this. In less than three minutes, he went from being a respected elder of the Nine Heavens Mystic Palace to a useless piece of trash.
The impact was immense; a mere Qi-movement Realm martial artist could easily crush Yang Xuan to death.
This is even more painful than killing him.
Kill me!
"Night Wind! Kill me! I don't want to live anymore!"
"Kill me!" Yang Xuan screamed in agony.
Wei Fenglei, who was in the distance, felt extremely pleased. He walked slowly behind Ye Feng.
"Night Immortal, it's this old bastard who killed hundreds of people!"
"If I hadn't pretended to comply, I'd probably be dead by now!"
"You must avenge those Ye family members who died!"
Although they don't share the same surname, this whole affair started because of Ye Feng, so how could Ye Feng let these people off the hook?
"This person is yours to handle!" Ye Feng said calmly.
"Night Wind! The Nine Heavens Mystic Palace will never let you get away with this!"
"The Palace Master will definitely avenge me!" Yang Xuan's eyes were bloodshot and filled with endless malice.
Wei Fenglei kicked Yang Xuan: "Old man, you still dare to bark like a dog here!"
"Later, I'll make sure you die a comfortable death!" Wei Fenglei's lips curled into a sinister grin.
"Guards! Take this man away!"
At Wei Fenglei's call, more than a dozen martial artists rushed out from a distance, among whom was a familiar figure—Ye Yigu.
Ye Yigu clenched his fists tightly. When he saw Yang Xuan's cultivation being crippled by Ye Feng, he was so excited that he almost jumped up.
Last night, Yang Xuan humiliated him; now it's time for this old man to taste what it's like to be humiliated.
So, the crowd rushed forward, grabbed Yang Xuan, and quickly disappeared from Ye Feng's sight.
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