World Wide Martial Art

Oh my god...

What is this all about?

Elder Fang had promised to take care of the Fang family, but he didn't expect that he had only been out for a while, and the second son of the Fang family was beaten into a pig's head and trampled under his feet. The third son was even worse. Unexpectedly, he was crippled. Lose your cultivation?

This...this, when Elder Fang was so angry, wouldn't he have to bear the blame even if he died?

Deacon Niu was frightened, his hands twitched restlessly, and his eyes fell on Ye Feng in the yard. Situ Reading 520 official website

This kid must not be allowed to escape. The murderer must be caught and handed over to the Fang family. Only in this way may it be possible to calm Elder Fang's shocking anger.

"Boy, you have committed an unforgivable heinous crime by making trouble in Wanjue Courtyard and maiming others. Now, kneel down and kowtow to plead guilty. If you have the guts to resist, even if you go to the ends of the world, Wanjue will be gone. The Jue Sect will capture you and punish you! Then, you will be wiped out!"

Deacon Niu’s voice was cold, with a strong chilling tone in his words.

The implication is that if Ye Feng runs away, not only will he die, but his family will also be implicated.

"Ha, haha..." Hearing what the deacon said, Ye Feng kicked Fang Zhen away and raised his head to the sky with a loud laugh, "You are a deacon of another courtyard and an outer disciple. Who gave you the opportunity to destroy him?" What qualifications do you have for having a full family? If it weren’t for the sake of Wan Jue Sect, just because you flattered the Fang family and disrespected me, I, Ye Feng... would kill you."

"You ungrateful thing, I think you are so flattered that you can't tell the difference between east, west, north and south." Ye Feng pointed at Deacon Niu and yelled angrily, making Deacon Niu speechless and his face turned red and black with anger.

"you you you……"

As a disciple of the Wanjue Sect, Deacon Niu is also a ninth-level innate warrior. How could he be looked down upon and despised by a boy who was not even a disciple of the sect?

Ye Feng's righteous words made him so angry that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven. In an instant, his aura surged wildly, and his figure was eager to take action. He could no longer suppress it and was about to take action immediately.

This time it was not as simple as taking down Ye Feng personally. Deacon Niu had made up his mind. Regardless of whether the boy named Ye surrendered or not, he was determined to kill Ye Feng.

You are so brave that you even dare to scold and ridicule the deacon of Wanjue Sect. Damn it, you are going against heaven...

However, at the moment when he was about to explode, a voice suddenly came from the door. The voice was full of indifference and coldness: "Wait a minute!"

A young man, about twenty-one or twelve years old, walked in slowly.

This young man is neither tall nor short. He is skinny and looks unattractive. However, as he steps into the gate of the other courtyard, everyone feels that he is as tall and steep as a mountain.

He stood there like a mountain, and everyone needed to admire him before he could see the top of the mountain. He was full of the aura of a mountain, and his momentum was so huge that no one dared to underestimate him.

When they saw this person's face, Deacon Niu and everyone in the Fang family looked happy, but the crowd around him couldn't help but become quiet.

Many of them looked at the skinny young man with something called "trepidation" in their eyes, and some even had unconcealable fear on their faces.

"The deacon doesn't need to worry about our Fang family's affairs...the Fang family will take care of it on its own."

This person is naturally Fang Hao, the eldest son of the Fang family. At this moment, he is like a high-ranking god. There is not much expression on his face and he says with a cold expression.

"Yes...yes...Master Fang is enough to intimidate Xiaoxiao...it's my deacon...who didn't think carefully." Deacon Niu suddenly felt like a deflated rubber ball. He nodded and bowed, returning to his original flattering expression.

Fang Zhen, who was completely charred, lay on the ruins, crying and shouting: "Brother... you must avenge me."

As he said that, he looked at Ye Feng with a face filled with resentment.

There were several Fang family warriors nearby who also shouted loudly: "Eldest Young Master, you have to make the decision for us. Also, Third Young Master... This man named Ye has ruined Third Young Master's cultivation."

Fang Hao's eyes became even colder.

He ignored the clamor of these people, with an indifferent expression, and his cold eyes fell on Ye Feng. After a long time, he shouted in a deep voice: "Is it you who injured my second and third brothers?"

"Kneel down..."

"Kill yourself!"

Fang Hao had a calm expression on his face, and he spoke confidently, as if what he said was the right thing to do and could never be violated.

What?

Ye Feng opened his mouth in shock, and many people around him looked strange.

There are actually such arrogant people in the world.

Just open your mouth and let people commit suicide. Damn it, is this a joke sent by the ancient emperor?

Ye Feng always thought that he was more arrogant, but he didn't expect that compared with the skinny Fang Hao in front of him, there was a huge difference. I don't know if this guy has had this kind of virtue since he was a child, or if he was kicked in the head by a donkey, his pretentiousness has completely reached the limit.

Especially that serious expression, Ye Feng finally couldn't help it.

"Hahaha……"

He laughed loudly.

A trace of shame and anger flashed across Fang Hao's face, and his expression became extremely stern, "It seems that you took my words, Fang Hao's, as a big joke. If that's the case, then... shatter your body to pieces..."

Fang Hao walked forward slowly. With every step forward, the warriors present all took a step back. Everyone's face was solemn, and their eyes showed deep fear.

This is a well-known semi-virtual master. If he doesn't take action, he will definitely shake the world.

At the same time, the onlookers also whispered.

"I didn't expect that Ye Feng is really not afraid of death. He is still not afraid at all when facing Fang Hao, a genius disciple of the Fang family, and he is uninhibited..."

"What do you want him to do? He is already on the verge of riding a tiger. Is it true that he will kneel down and commit suicide as Fang Hao said?"

"Ye Feng's strength may not be inferior to Fang Hao's. This fight between two tigers is a good show, and some people have watched it."

"Haha, I hope they both lose. If they compete for the inner sect this way, we will have a better chance of winning..."

"Why do you want to compete for the spot in the inner sect? Everyone here is dead, and you won't have a chance. You'd better save it..."

"You...your mother..."

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Looking at Fang Hao who was approaching step by step, Ye Feng's body stood straight, his feet motionless and refused to give an inch. The corners of Ye Feng's mouth also drew a curve, and he smiled slowly: "Since you are so arrogant, let me Look, how much arrogance do you have?"

"Forget it, since you must ask me to take action, then I will help you!"

Before the voice fell, Fang Hao already had a spiritual sword in his hand. As soon as he took it out of its sheath, it made a long dragon roar, shone brightly, and gave off an icy cold light.

This sword, at a glance, is a rare and excellent spiritual weapon.

Then there was a touch of arrogance on the corner of his mouth, and he sneered: "If you can catch my knife, I, Fang Hao, will spare your life."

Before he finished speaking, the long sword in his hand was slowly raised, and a powerful force circled up and down the blade, condensing but not emitting, showing a pure means of controlling vitality.