Gentai was furious at Hongshan's ruthless slaughter of his men, but it was all in vain and he could not change anything.
He watched helplessly as his men died one by one before his eyes.
That profound helplessness and desolation tormented his heart.
He's the one I wish was dead!
Soon, even his wife and children were pulled over. Seeing the horrific scene of blood everywhere, the children cried in fear and huddled in their mother's arms.
Hongshan grabbed Gentai's wife by the hair, pressed her to the ground with her head touching the ground, and continued to threaten her.
"Gentai, I'm giving you one last chance."
"Husband, save us."
"Dad, save me..."
The agonizing screams of his wife and child tore at Gentai's heart like a knife.
He gritted his teeth, a fierce rage burning deep in his eyes.
But ultimately, circumstances were beyond his control, and Gentai bent his knees and slowly knelt down.
One hand quietly reached down to his lower back, where he had hidden a powerful spirit bomb.
This was given to him by Ye Feng; it could be used to save his life in a critical moment.
That's enough to severely injure a near-Martial Emperor level expert.
Since that's the case, let's all perish together!
I, Gentai, am not a coward.
"Go to hell!"
Gentai shouted and suddenly pulled out the spirit explosive bomb, ready to detonate it.
But Hong Shan had already sensed his little trick and released a ball of demonic energy to imprison his spirit explosive bomb, preventing him from detonating it.
"Hehehe..."
"You think you can play the suicide game with me? You're just a tiny ant, you're not worthy of it."
"Then I'll kill your youngest son first."
Gentai's youngest son, only five years old and just starting kindergarten, was being lifted up by Hongshan by the neck and was about to die.
Gentai's wife was so anxious and upset that she fainted.
"Ah...kill me, but don't touch my son..."
Enraged, Gentai vomited several mouthfuls of blood.
"Gentai, blame yourself for being out of touch with reality."
Just as Hong Shan was about to make a move, a faint voice suddenly came from behind him.
"Let him go."
Then a figure dressed in black walked towards them step by step.
Gentai was overjoyed when he saw who it was.
"Sect Leader Ye, save my child..."
"Ye Feng!"
Hong Shan turned around and looked Ye Feng up and down, only to find that the aura emanating from him was that of a Martial King.
I could crush a whole bunch of those ants with one hand.
How could they possibly kill Kunshan and Fengshan in succession?
This kid must be lucky.
"Very well, Ye Feng, you've finally shown up. Today, I'll crush Gen Tai's youngest son right in front of you, so the world can see what happens when you follow him."
Ye Feng sneered and said disdainfully.
"Can you kill him?"
Hongshan's large hand, covered in jet-black scales, suddenly squeezed, and he suddenly felt that the texture was a bit off.
Turning his head for a closer look, he realized that Gentai's youngest son had disappeared at some point, and in his place was one of his junior brothers, whose head he had crushed to pieces.
Meanwhile, Gentae's youngest son had already returned to his mother's arms.
Gentai protected his wife and child, hiding behind Ye Feng.
This greatly surprised Hong Shan, who could hardly believe that someone had managed to switch things out right under his nose.
Suddenly, a cow mooed outside the palace hall.
Moo—
Then, Hongshan smelled a foul odor and saw a big black ox barge into the palace, with an old weasel sitting on its back.
His white beard danced in the air, giving him an air of otherworldly elegance, yet also a touch of flamboyant charm.
"Hey, you idiot demon from the Demon Realm, how about joining my followers? Believe in me, and I'll take you on a show and make you fly high."
Just now, it was this old fellow who secretly used a trick to rescue Gentai's son without anyone noticing.
Ye Feng and the others were all stunned, their foreheads covered in black lines.
Furious rage burned in Fatty Situ's eyes.
Last time, this old guy stole his Hunyuan Pill, causing him to be humiliated in public. He hasn't settled that score with him yet.
Of course, he also knew that now was not the time to talk about these things.
Hongshan was tricked out of nowhere, especially since the other party was an old weasel.
This infuriated him.
It was quite embarrassing in front of so many junior students.
"Who the hell left their front zipper undone, exposing an old geezer like you?"
The old weasel was so angry that its whiskers stood on end.
"Damn it, you dare to blaspheme and insult this immortal! You're dead!"
Bang!
He turned around and farted at the other party, the dark green gas exploding on the spot and instantly enveloping the entire palace hall.
Because Ye Feng and the others were prepared, they retreated in advance, covering their mouths and noses with their spiritual energy.
Yes, nowadays, wherever weasels are seen, they will subconsciously become more vigilant to avoid being caught in their trap.
Caught off guard, Hongshan was hit squarely by a fart, leaving him completely bewildered and seeing stars.
A moment later, he realized that the stench made his stomach churn and he even vomited up his dinner from the night before.
The old weasel's teasing voice rang out.
"Haha, how about it? Have you gleaned any secrets to immortality from my immortal farts?"
Hong Shan was furious and roared, "Damn it, I'm going to kill you!"
After saying that, he pounced on the old weasel with lightning speed.
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