"Boom~~" Ye Feng tossed Master Huang Long onto the ground like he was discarding trash. Master Huang Long lay there motionless, without the slightest breath of life.
"..." The few spectators who witnessed this scene were stunned.
After all, Master Huang Long was a martial artist in the late stage of Inner Strength, just a step away from reaching the peak.
Yet, in front of Ye Feng, he couldn’t even make a single move and was easily crushed to death by Ye Feng.
"Junior Brother!" At this mont, Master Huang Hai reacted, plunging into madness. He roared loudly, his face crazed with ferocity.
"Boom!" Instantly, the terrifying pressure of a Grandmaster erupted. Powerful True Essence, like tidal waves, radiated from Master Huang Hai at the center, hitting the faces of Wu Kexin and the rest.
The faces of Wu Kexin and the others trembled continuously, unable to open their eyes due to the strong currents blasting at them.
"Boom!" Master Huang Hai took a step forward, and as his foot struck the ground, the earth shook violently. The ground was stamped out by Master Huang Hai into a huge pit of four to five ters in diater, causing the Wu family’s house to experience mild tremors.
"The wrath of a Grandmaster! The wrath of a Grandmaster, Ye Feng is dood for sure!" Sir Wu felt imnse regret.
Ye Feng, being so young and able to defeat Master Huang Hai, was a talent in Sir Wu’s eyes.
Sir Wu lanted, "Why can’t he see through things at such a young age? If he just gave up the treasure now and waited until he had the strength to take it back later, it wouldn’t be too late. But now, he’s about to lose his very life!"
"Can Chairman Ye resist?" Wu Kexin was filled with regret, wishing she had not called Ye Feng over.
Zhou Tianzhe watched Ye Feng with a cold sneer, "So people are just eager to seek death, and no one can stop them."
"You little bastard, I want you dead!" Master Huang Hai bellowed.
"Shut up!" Ye Feng frowned, raised his hand, and then flicked his finger.
"Whoosh!" Instantly, a flash of Spirit Light shone from Ye Feng’s fingertip. Then, it pierced through the sky and transford into a white chain, shooting straight toward Master Huang Hai.
"Pfft~~" In a mont, blood sprayed wildly. Master Huang Hai, like a deflated balloon, was completely lifeless.
A bloody hole appeared in the center of Master Huang Hai’s forehead, from which blood continued to flow out.
"You... you... you are a Grandmaster..."
"Thump," Master Huang Hai’s anger was completely replaced by horror. His eyes widened, his body went limp, and he fell to the ground, utterly dead.
...
After witnessing this scene, everyone was shocked, and ti and space around them seed to co to a standstill.
The seemingly invincible Grandmaster Huang Hai had no chance in front of Ye Feng and was killed with a re gesture.
And Sir Wu saw that it was clearly a qi bullet transford by True Essence that Ye Feng easily flicked. Master Huang Hai was dead just like that.
Everyone was stunned, incredulous, and completely unable to accept what had happened.
"How is this possible!" Finally unable to restrain himself, Sir Wu roared loudly.
Such a young Grandmaster was truly unheard of. Even encountering one on any regular day was extrely rare.
Ordinary people might go their entire lives, right up until the day they died, without ever having the chance to et a Grandmaster.
Yet today, they had actually t two Grandmasters, and one of them appeared to be only in his twenties.
Ye Feng’s face was the picture of calm, as if what he had done was utterly ordinary, with nothing worth bragging about.
After all, Ye Feng had slain dozens of legendary warriors. To him, a re Grandmaster was nothing special.
Taking out his cell phone, Ye Feng dialed Liu Mu’s number, "Liu Mu, at my current location, I’ve killed two Taoists from Dragon and Tiger Mountain. Send their bodies back to Dragon and Tiger Mountain."
"Understood," Liu Mu responded.
In less than ten minutes, a group of related personnel arrived at the doorstep of the Wu Family’s villa and transported the bodies of Master Huang Long and Master Huang Hai away.
Only Wu Kexin’s family and Zhou Tianzhe were left, standing dumbfounded in place.
After the bodies of Master Huang Long and others were taken away, Ye Feng said to Wu Kexin and her family, "Since everything’s taken care of, I’ll be leaving now."
Without waiting for their response, Ye Feng turned and left, leaving behind only a few people with stunned faces...
Ye Feng didn’t imdiately go back; instead, he went straight to the company office. Today, Ye Feng had acquired the Execution God Ring, and naturally, he needed to study it properly to understand its mysteries.
When Ye Feng arrived at the company office, aside from the security departnt, there was no one else there.
He went to his office and instructed the company security not to disturb him.
Afterward, Ye Feng took out his ring and probed into the Execution God Ring with his spiritual power.
"Whoosh!" At that mont, the Execution God Ring suddenly erupted with a terrifying pulling force.
Ye Feng’s entire soul, or rather his Spiritual Body, was directly pulled into the ring by the Execution God Ring.
Even Ye Feng, with his formidable spiritual power, was drawn into the ring.
Ye Feng experienced a whirlwind sensation, and when he ca to his senses, he had entered a peculiar space. It was like a miniature space-ti world, approximately a hundred cubic ters. The walls around were carved with birds and beasts, mountains and rivers, all incredibly lifelike, as real as it could get.
In the center of the space was a small pond, within which flowed blood-red spring water, and in the center of the spring was an ancient and simple-looking longsword!
The simple longsword radiated an extrely terrifying killing intent, vast and boundless, as wide as the universe itself.
The endless killing intent, like an endless tide of blood, surged towards Ye Feng, making him feel as if he was subrged in an infinite sea of blood, so oppressed that even breathing beca difficult.
Ye Feng approached the Divine Sword and pulled it out.
"Hum, hum, hum~~" Suddenly, the sound of the sword’s hum filled the space, and Ye Feng seed to feel the overwhelming killing intent within the Divine Sword. The Divine Sword seed extrely excited and connected to Ye Feng, almost as if their bloodlines were linked.
The Divine Sword rested in Ye Feng’s hand, making him feel as though it had rged with his arm.
The hilt of the sword bore the characters "Slaughter Heaven." Ye Feng was astonished. Even though he was seeing this script for the first ti, he recognized it.
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