"Second Uncle!"

Seeing the strong middle-aged man approaching with a large group of Feng Clan experts, Feng Wensheng, who had just woken up, was moved to the point of crying. He frantically shouted and scrambled over to hug Feng Feiyun's thigh.

One can well imagine how miserable Feng Wensheng was scared by Ye Xuan.

He was the father of Feng Wuji, and he was also the most powerful person in the Feng Clan. Not only did he have terrifying business means, he was also a master in the business world. He also had extraordinary talent, attainments, and unfathomable strength.

"Wen Sheng, where's Limitless?"

Feng Zhenye stretched out his hand to help Feng Wensheng up, but he did not see Feng Wuji's figure. His brows furrowed as he spoke in a low voice.

"Second Uncle, Brother Everlasting is dead!"

Feng Wen Sheng's face was full of grief and pain as he spoke.


Hearing this, Feng Zhenye's expression changed greatly and he lost his composure as he spoke.

Feng Wuji was his son, and now he heard the news of Feng Wuji's death, how could he not be shocked?

"Second Uncle, look at Brother Everlasting's body lying there … … It's him! It's that damned bastard Ye Xuan that killed Brother Everlasting! Second Uncle, you must avenge him! "

Feng Wen Sheng pointed at the bloody corpse and the head of Feng Wuji, who was on the side, with a painful look on his face as hoarse words came out from his mouth.

Hearing Feng Wensheng's words, Feng Wuji's head and corpse were clearly reflected in Feng Zhenye's line of sight when he looked in the direction he was pointing at. It was as if his mind was struck by lightning, and his mind was blank …

Even though Feng Wensheng had told him that Feng Wuji was dead, he was far from being shocked when he personally saw Feng Wuji's corpse.

He had already lost the hope of competing for the seat of the Feng Clan's patriarch, so he put all of his hope and energy into his son Feng Wuji. He hoped that one day, he would be able to inherit the Feng Clan's property.

Feng Wuji didn't disappoint him and became one of the two most outstanding disciples of the young generation. They were seen as the future successors of the Feng Clan.

But now, he'd been killed by Ye Xuan, and he lay there ice-cold.

"My son …"

Even Feng Zhenye, who was usually a tough guy, couldn't help but hold his son's head and cry bitterly.

His years of hard work, all of his hopes, were all destroyed with Feng Wuji's death …

As they looked at the painful Feng Zhenye, the people present all couldn't help but feel regret.

Feng Wuji's death gave them a sense of sadness.

Ye Xuan's methods were too heartless and cold towards everyone present.

The slightest disagreement could lead to murder!

This was something that had never happened in their circle before.

Although there were conflicts between them, everyone would still pay attention to their image on the surface. They were smiling as they greeted each other and conversed. How could they be like Ye Xuan, who would start killing without saying a word!

However, they ignored a matter of principle:

Ye Xuan never started anything, they were the ones who caused trouble for him.

However, everyone quickly recovered from the sadness in their hearts. They knew that what happened today wouldn't be forgiven. Feng Zhenye would spare no cost to kill Ye Xuan to avenge his son.

Thinking of this, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief. As long as Feng Zhenye killed Ye Xuan, they wouldn't be affected or restricted in any way.

After all, the current powerful Ye Xuan was like a thorn in everyone's throats!

"Feng Zhenye is the third strongest expert of the Feng Clan. He comes from the Astral Qi Sect, and he cultivates the First Heavenly Layer with unparalleled strength! Today, Ye Xuan is completely finished! "

Looking at Feng Zhenye who was crying, Qian Mubai could feel the anger hidden deep within his heart. A mocking expression appeared on his handsome face as he coldly spoke.

He was waiting to see what would happen next.

"Ye Xuan, you killed my beloved son. What do you have to say for yourself now?"

Feng Zhenye stood up and shot a cold gaze at Ye Xuan. The flames of fury in his eyes burned as he coldly spoke.

"He's just a human scum. If he dies, so be it!"

Ye Xuan swept a glance at Feng Zhenye and replied indifferently.

"You … Good... Good, good! Ye Xuan, you're good. If I don't kill you today, I swear I won't be a human! "

"Feng Clan members, listen up! Kill him at all costs!"

When Ye Xuan's words fell into Feng Zhenye's ears, it made him laugh from extreme anger. Bloodthirsty and crazy words came out of his mouth.

"Uncle Feng …"

Seeing this, Lan Wanting's face changed drastically. She could not help but speak up.

"Shut up, you bitch. Human! If it wasn't for you, how could my son die from jealousy? He was going to bash him in. "Kill them all!"

However, before Lan Wanting could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by Feng Zhenye's angry roar.

"Yes sir!"

As soon as his words fell, the many experts from the Feng Clan he brought all surrounded Ye Xuan in a fierce attack. They were like a pack of wild wolves that simultaneously pounced on a lamb, extremely ferocious …

"Wan Ting, step back. Leave this to me."

Killing intent surged within Ye Xuan's eyes. He snorted disdainfully at Lan Wanting as he turned into an angry dragon and charged into the crowd, mercilessly attacking and killing.

The strength of these experts from the Feng Clan were indeed extraordinary. They were agile and powerful, and were definitely not something ordinary security or retired soldiers could compare to. Their strength was not the least bit inferior to some of the special forces.

Furthermore, they also knew how to encircle and surround them. Their attacks were airtight, and their attacks and defenses were orderly. It was as if they had fallen into a quagmire, and would only sink deeper and deeper into death.

Following the intense battle between Ye Xuan and the Feng family's experts, the entire banquet hall was in complete chaos. The sounds of tables and chairs breaking and the sound of bones breaking could be heard …

Numerous experts of the Feng Clan shot out like cannonballs from the battle formation that had besieged Ye Xuan, smashing into the surrounding spectators, causing a large amount of casualties and causing a wave of commotion.

From afar, no one could see Ye Xuan's figure. They could only see blurry shadows shuttling through the crowd, unable to attack for a long time!

Among the group that attacked Ye Xuan's group, there were a dozen people who were equal to top silver ranked assassins. The others were all silver ranked and could be said to be extraordinary. It was clear that the Feng family had an extraordinary background.

Facing the continuous barrage of attacks from numerous Feng experts, Ye Xuan's face went ice-cold, and his eyes flashed with a trace of coldness and impatience!

"Boom! Boom!"

At the moment when the attacks from the Feng Clan's experts approached, the power in his body surged, his body spun, his hands supported the ground, and he whipped his legs 360 degrees in the air and pulled them out!

Collapse Dragon East Wind Break!

"Puchi …"

"Kacha …."


A dull sound of collision rang out. The leg bones of the more than twenty experts from the Feng Clan broke as they fell onto the ground with a loud bang.


However, there were still experts from the Feng Clan coming over, causing evil energy to surge within Ye Xuan's eyes. Once again, he charged into the crowd and started his slaughter.

The Wind God was enraged! Raging Dragon's Destruction!

Stick close to the mountain!

"Boom! Boom!"


Following muffled collisions, many experts of the Feng Clan were struck by Ye Xuan's attack like dead dogs. Their mouths sprayed out large amounts of blood as they were sent flying, unable to get back up.

In less than a few minutes, all of Feng Zhenye's subordinates were killed by Ye Xuan. The entire banquet hall could be said to be in complete disorder.

"A bunch of useless trash!"

Feng Zhenye's expression was extremely ugly as he looked at his subordinates who had been completely defeated. He clenched his fists so tightly that they made 'ka ka' sounds. Then, a furious voice came out from his mouth.

As soon as he finished speaking, his entire body exploded with energy, carrying a strong intent to kill as he walked towards Ye Xuan step by step. "Ye Xuan, you're indeed capable of fighting, but no matter what, you must die today!"

"So, go die in peace!"

The instant Feng Zhenye's words left his mouth, a violent energy burst forth from his fist. It was as if there was a raging flame that was burning as it charged towards Ye Xuan with a strong intent to kill.

Ye Xuan's eyes flickered with a trace of seriousness.

"Feng Zhenye, stop right now!"

Just as Ye Xuan was about to make his move, a vigorous voice sounded.

However, this voice didn't stop Feng Zhenye. He continued to swing his fist towards Ye Xuan with intense killing intent and rage.


In the next moment, muffled sounds of collisions rang out. It was Ye Xuan's fist colliding with Feng Zhenye's.

"Swish …"

Ye Xuan's expression chilled. He jerked his arm, and the tyrannical Dragon Breaking Force exploded. Under the shocked gazes of the surrounding people, Feng Zhenye spat out a large amount of blood, and his entire body flew out like a cannonball, heavily smashing into Feng Wuji's corpse.

"Cough cough …"

Traces of blood flowed down the corner of Feng Zhenye's mouth.

This guy wasn't a match for a single move from Ye Xuan!

In the eyes of the surrounding people, this scene caused them to stare at Ye Xuan with their mouths wide open. Their eyes were filled with undisguised shock.

As the third strongest expert of the Feng Clan, Feng Zhenye, who had once trained arduously in the Supreme Wind Sect, was actually sent flying by Ye Xuan's fist.

This was simply too unbelievable.

"You bastard..."

Feng Zhenye cursed angrily as he stood up with difficulty, clutching his chest. He coldly stared at Ye Xuan as his furious voice sounded.

"Feng Zhenye, I told you to stop!"

Just as he was about to charge at Ye Xuan again, that vigorous voice sounded out once more, causing Feng Zhenye's expression to turn ugly. His fists were clenched so tightly that crackling sounds could be heard.

Under his ice-cold gaze, an extremely dignified man walked into the banquet hall with an elder dressed in a black Chinese tunic.

"Lan Tianhen!"

"Hidden Sword Old Man!"

Seeing the two people who came, the people on scene were all slightly taken aback, and astonished voices came out from their mouths.

He clearly hadn't expected that the two of them would come on stage at this time.

At this moment, Feng Zhenye also shouted angrily.

"Lan Tianheng, you came at the right time! "If you don't give me a satisfactory answer today, then you can go ahead and collect Lan Wanting's corpse!"