Free Web NovelChapter 1543: Chapter 1425: You’ll Know How You Die When the Time Comes
Now, her heart is filled with endless disappointment.
"Enough! Have you finished arguing? My patience is limited, and now Lu Qi should come with me to visit Li Bingchuan, otherwise you know the consequences!"
At this moment, Tan Yi called out discontentedly, a hint of killing intent flashing in his eyes, his aura intimidating.
A group of disciples from Hundred Herbs Hall trembled; they were skilled in alchemy, not combat, naturally fearing facing a Peak War General.
"Mom, I’m leaving." Lu Qi forced herself to keep a calm face and walked out slowly.
"No way, Tan Yi, stop being delusional!" Shen Xiao shouted angrily, grabbing Lu Qi.
She could not abandon her daughter!
"Hmph, obstinate and incomprehensible, give them a lesson, attack!"
Tan Yi’s face turned cold as he lost his patience, shouting coldly.
"Kill!"
Without any hesitation, these middle-aged men suddenly erupted, their auras bursting forth, several of them were even War General Level strong men, causing the people of Hundred Herbs Hall to tremble uncontrollably inside.
Faced with the erupting middle-aged men, the disciples were extremely fearful, even sensing the terror of death.
Shen Xiao bit her teeth hard, gathering Spiritual Power, ready to step forward and fight these dozen middle-aged men.
"Boom!"
At this moment, a loud noise rang out, like a meteorite falling.
In front of Shen Xiao and Tan Yi, this group of charging middle-aged men suddenly exploded.
Vast billows of smoke covered the sky, instantly hiding the figures of these middle-aged men.
For a moment, as the smoke and dust dispersed, a big pit appeared in front of everyone, and in this pit, those dozen middle-aged men had directly turned into dust!
Broken limbs and shattered bodies were everywhere, and in a short moment, these dozen middle-aged men had actually all perished?
"This, this—"
Everyone was stunned.
"What kind of method is this? Who? Seeking death?" Tan Yi shouted in shock.
"Swish!"
At this moment, a red glow flashed by, and everyone saw a fiery red longsword surprisingly plummet down, stabbing into the ground.
Only half of the sword’s blade was exposed outside.
"A sword, this is?"
Then a figure slowly descended, dressed in a white shirt, lean and tall, this handsome figure actually landed directly on the sword’s hilt, steadily standing atop it.
With handsome features, black hair, and black eyes; his shirt fluttering, he was unexpectedly a very handsome youth.
"Who are you?" Tan Yi froze, glaring coldly at this young man before him.
"Ye Qingfeng?"
Lu Qi cried out in surprise and joy, yet the group from Hundred Herbs Hall was stunned.
"Ye Qingfeng?" Tan Yi frowned, his mind still shaken, unable to help but ask in a deep voice: "Are you also a genius from the Ancient Martial World? I’m working for Li Bingchuan, hope you don’t meddle!"
"I’m not." Ye Qingfeng calmly shook his head.
Upon hearing this, Tan Yi’s expression turned cold, "Only a mortal martial artist, then what are you flaunting here? Get lost quickly! Or else Li Bingchuan will not spare you!"
"Go."
Ye Qingfeng descended, and the Futu Sword instantly turned into a red glow, shooting straight at Tan Yi. Garbage is not worth Ye Qingfeng’s words!
Tan Yi widened his eyes, looking at the fiery red glow in disbelief.
Too fast!
He had no time to react!
"Swish!"
Blood spurted, Ye Qingfeng didn’t directly kill Tan Yi, only cut off one of his arms, and suddenly blood sprayed everywhere, Tan Yi clutched his arm and screamed.
"You, you actually cut off Tan Yi’s arm!" Tang Yuanzhou cried out in disbelief.
"Who are you? Dare to cut off my arm, do you know who backs me?"
Tan Yi cried out painfully.
His heart was utterly shocked, already a Peak War General, among mortal martial artists, considered a strong man.
Now this young man, claiming not to be a genius of the Ancient Martial World, but his power was terrifying, to cut off his arm with one sword.
"Who?" Ye Qingfeng smiled faintly.
"Li Bingchuan!" Tan Yi’s voice suddenly heightened, with a trace of pride, his expression supremely arrogant.
"Li Bingchuan is a genius of the Ancient Martial World, his talent is astonishing, overshadowing all of Huaxia in front of Li Bingchuan, mortal martial artists are merely a group of waste..."
Tan Yi’s words abruptly stopped; he initially wanted to say were all waste, but looking at this young man before him, he suddenly couldn’t say it anymore.
This young man cut off his arm with one sword, his power definitely surpassed Li Bingchuan’s, what qualification did he have to call this young man waste in front of Li Bingchuan!
"No matter what, the power of the Ancient Martial World is not something you can provoke, even if you are a War God strong man, before the power of the Ancient Martial World, you are merely an ant that can be crushed at any time."
Tan Yi said coldly.
"The strength of Li Bingchuan Sect I don’t know, but in front of me..." Suddenly Ye Qingfeng’s figure shivered, turning into a shadow.
"You are just waste, moreover, you guys from the Ancient Martial World, don’t think too highly of yourselves, in my eyes, you’re just a pile of trash."
In a flash, Ye Qingfeng’s figure was in front of Tan Yi, casually waving his palm, he harshly slapped Tan Yi, sending his whole body flying, "Boom," hitting the ground.
"Go back, tell your Li Bingchuan to come to Hundred Herbs Hall, kneel for three days, and I’ll spare his life, or else wait to clean his neck and await death."
Ye Qingfeng coldly stared at Tan Yi on the ground and said coldly.
With that, Ye Qingfeng turned away.
"You, you will regret it, Ancient Martial World’s sect, you can’t even imagine how strong it is!" Tan Yi cried out in a harsh voice behind Ye Qingfeng.
Ha, the Ancient Martial World’s sect?
Ye Qingfeng sneered in his heart.
"Fine, fine, you’ve got nerve, you’ll know how you die then!" Seeing Ye Qingfeng not turn, Tan Yi shouted angrily.
"Get lost!"
Ye Qingfeng frowned, this guy is really a fool, if it weren’t for sending him back to report, avoiding Ye Qingfeng making the trip himself, he would’ve been killed already.
Daring not to know death, still blabbering here.
Ye Qingfeng waved his sleeve backward, instantly a gale swept Tan Yi away, he fell more than ten meters away.
"Speak any more, you needn’t go." Ye Qingfeng coldly stated, Tan Yi finally feared, hurriedly getting up, picking his severed arm, enduring the injury, and ran away.
At this time, a group of disciples all looked at Ye Qingfeng, their eyes shining, some had seen Ye Qingfeng before, but most had not.
