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Now reading: Chapter 426: 421: Rage (Seeking Monthly Tickets and Subscrip from Supreme Martial God of the City, a Urban novel by dreams drift,Rain falls.

Chapter 426: Chapter 421: Rage (Seeking Monthly Tickets and Subscriptions)

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“Little Fox, hurry up, what are you dawdling for?”

On one side, Luo Shan was already impatient. Seeing Wei He’s expression growing colder, he knew things might not go well.

Wei He’s gaze was initially mild, but now his eyes were burning, staring intensely at Little Fox: “Do you agree or not!”

“Your companions are all waiting for you.”

Over there, Wei Cailing saw her brother being given the cold shoulder by an ordinary woman, her face also darkened, thinking venomously: “Bitch, once you enter the Wei family, see how I teach you a lesson.”

“You said you fell in love with Little Fox at first sight, so she must be your woman??”

“You’re really funny, you might as well be called Silly Wei!”

Ye Tian looked at Wei He, grabbed Little Fox’s hand, and said indifferently.

In an instant, Wei He was dumbfounded.

The Great Elder was dumbfounded.

Even Lei Ba was dumbfounded.

Almost everyone present was dumbfounded, looking at Ye Tian in horror.

“It’s over, this kid is dead. Who gave this small Earth-rank Martial Artist his courage?”

“Must be crazy, offending Wei He for such a woman, really stupid beyond cure.”

In an instant, even the Great Elder’s face changed colors, and a trace of regret rose in his heart. He should have known better than to bring Little Fox and Ye Tian along.

But Mo Xue Ming looked at Ye Tian in a new light. From the beginning to the end, he had ignored this Earth-level cultivation person, as if he didn’t exist.

After all, an Earth-rank Martial Artist is too weak, even if he were Heaven-rank, Mo Xue Ming could crush him with a flick.

And in the eyes of those martial artists, Ye Tian might just be the cook the Great Elder and others caught, at best capable of roasting at, otherwise useless, and he spoke little, unfamiliar with anyone.

In general, Ye Tian was just a weak, silent outsider.

He could not possibly get involved in the Wei family’s matters, nor did he dare to, nor did he have the qualification. Even if he liked this woman, he should behave like a turtle, ignoring and keeping silent.

They even imagined Ye Tian would give Little Fox to Wei He in hope of a slim chance to escape Lei Ba’s grasp.

But the fact was, Ye Tian not only spoke, but what he said was as if he had lost his mind, arrogantly seeking death himself.

“Damn it, who the hell are you??”

“Dare call a fool, just what kind of trash are you.”

After several breaths, Wei He ca back from his shock, his face full of ferocity, anger, and undisguised mockery, staring at Ye Tian.

His sister and brother-in-law Mo Xue Ming were both here, who would dare touch a hair on him? Even Lei Ba had to call him Young Master Wei in low voice, and now he was insulted?? By an Earth-rank Martial Artist??

He swore to make this bastard before him wish for death, to watch his woman being held and ravaged in his arms.

Wei He looked at Little Fox, anger boiling in his heart, thinking: “Damn it!! If not for your true beauty, I wouldn’t want a bitch like you, you deserve to die.”

“After I’m done with you, I’ll sell you to the black market.”

Wei Cailing coldly looked at Ye Tian, already sentencing him to death in her heart. In a mont, this boy would definitely die miserably at her hands.

Just then, Little Fox finally revealed her sharpest fangs, suddenly raising her head, her gaze as cold as the Nine Nether Cold Ice, sweeping the surroundings. With a step, she turned into a black shadow, rushing directly at Wei He.

Who dares insult her Brother Mu must die, die without a burial place!!

“Ahhhhh!!!!”

No one saw Little Fox’s figure clearly, she was already standing by Ye Tian again.

Ah!!!

Little Fox slapped Wei He’s body, seemingly light as a feather, but actually as heavy as Mount Tai, bringing Wei He to his knees.

He only felt every cell in his body was being torn apart, crushed, an incredibly powerful force wreaking havoc throughout his body!

But Little Fox was very asured in her strike; she wanted Wei He to die slowly in the agony.

In this process, Wei He was in imnse pain. His body was being torn apart bit by bit by Little Fox’s Spiritual Energy, starting to crack!

Then, after twenty breaths, a trickle of crimson blood began to flow from Wei He’s chest, gradually spreading over his entire body, those cracks continuously bleeding!

In the blink of an eye, Wei He looked like a blood man, as if he was an evil ghost erging from Hell, the heavy scent of blood covering the entire space with deathly qi!

Even those Da Han Martial Artists used to seeing life and death felt as if their throats were clogged up with freshly eaten roasted at, and so with weaker willpower even vomited bile.

They looked at Little Fox in absolute horror, no longer underestimating her. This was a tiger in sheep’s clothing; when she showed her fangs, her enemies would feel the despair!!

Just when those martial artists thought it was over, it was only just beginning.

Little Fox’s energy, part of it prevented Wei He from dying imdiately in pain by healing his wounds, but most of it continued to assault his body internally.

Forty breaths in, kneeling on the ground, Wei He wished desperately for death, in unbearable pain, his bones starting to shatter!

Crack! Crack! The sound of bone fracturing was like popping beans, constantly reverberating, causing Wei He to tremble uncontrollably in excruciating pain!

“Ah, ah, sister, please kill !!”

“Quick… kill !”

“I can’t take it anymore.”

Wei He, now a blood man, raised his trembling hand weakly into the air, screaming in agony, but soon the bones in his arm shattered too.

Then it was his legs, with a bang, Wei He fell like a blob of mud, lying on the ground, blood seeping constantly.

A gust of wind blew by, every martial artist felt their hearts plunged into the deepest ice cave in Antarctica, icy, pale, powerless!!!!

Their throats felt scorched as if by fire, dry and parched, making them swallow involuntarily, their backs drenched in sweat that could fill a bucket.

Yu Jing chuckled bitterly, thinking: “As expected, I knew you were not simple.”

“Fortunately, Senior Brother Luo didn’t offend you too much.”

Luo Shan’s pants were unknowingly half-soaked, the sll of urine detected by Zhu i who was closest. Looking at Luo Shan’s trembling legs and quivering lips, pale-faced, staring at Little Fox.

In the end, Wei He’s life or death was uncertain, everyone assuming he was dead beyond dead, dying in hellish agony, unwillingly.

Wei He’s eyes, like dark abysses, open, on closer inspection, seed to have two pairs of eyes.

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