"You brat, go to hell."
"Haha, I'm going to smash you into mincemeat and knock your balls out."
The Qiu family patriarch let out a loud, arrogant laugh.
Bang!
Ye Feng's spiritual energy surged, shattering the invisible divine chains binding him. The papal scepter pierced through the enormous iron hand above his head, which was practically made of paper.
Then, it struck the Qiu family patriarch squarely in the chest, sending him flying once again.
"Old man, you're so weak. If you don't show me your true skills soon, I'll slap you to death."
The Qiu family patriarch was filled with rage and fury. He roared and his hair danced wildly, like a mad old demon.
"Ye Feng, I will tear you to pieces."
In mid-air.
Ye Feng had the Qiu family patriarch completely under his control, almost single-handedly chasing and beating him.
A dignified Martial Emperor was utterly powerless to fight back.
However, the vitality of the Qiu family patriarch far exceeded Ye Feng's expectations.
Everyone's attention was focused on the sky.
Regardless of who wins or loses between Ye Feng and the Qiu family patriarch, it will directly affect the final outcome of this battle.
In the distance, Dr. Jones personally piloted a bomber, leading a bombing squadron to help the Qiu family patriarch deal with Ye Feng.
Every now and then, they would launch small cruise missiles to harass Ye Feng.
Dr. Jones's eyes, behind his glasses, shone with a venomous light.
"You brat, even if I can't kill you, I'll still make you miserable."
His goal was to keep Ye Feng occupied and create an opportunity for the Qiu family patriarch.
"Damn it, that's despicable."
The old weasel said indignantly.
With a loud bang, a burst of gas shot out from its rear, like a rocket being launched, instantly propelling it into the air and hurtling towards a bomber...
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