Entering the wrong room, he became invincible after conquering the voluptuous aunt.

mad!!

Absolutely indescribably arrogant!!!

Wan Tianhong never expected that Ye Feng, this worldly brat, would be so arrogant. He trembled with rage: "Boy, you deserve to die!"

"Guards! Tear this bastard to pieces! I want his life to atone for my son's sins!!!"

The disciples of the Xuan Yin Sect were also filled with hatred, their faces contorted in rage.

"You killed our young sect leader, and you still act so arrogantly in front of our sect leader? You truly deserve to die!"

"Kill him! Avenge the young sect leader!"

shhhhh--

A dozen or so Xuan Yin Sect disciples pounced on Ye Feng like hungry wolves, overwhelming him with their attacks. Their assault was fierce and their coordination impeccable, clearly demonstrating their well-trained nature. In an instant, the entire room was enveloped in a murderous aura.

However, Ye Feng stood still, without moving an inch.

A faint hint of mockery played on his face as he gently shook his head: "The disciples of the sect are nothing special."

"I thought it would be much stronger."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Feng finally moved.

He didn't use any fancy moves, just casually waved his hand—as lightly as swatting away mosquitoes.

But this casual wave unleashed a terrifying burst of energy!

Bang bang bang bang—! ! !

A series of muffled thuds exploded, and the seven or eight disciples at the forefront were struck as if by a heavy blow. Their bodies twisted and deformed at bizarre angles, blood gushing from their mouths, and they were sent flying backward, crashing heavily into the wall.

The walls were cracked, and blood splattered everywhere.

Before the remaining disciples could react, Ye Feng's figure had already flashed like a ghost.

fast!

So fast that only a blur remained!

The sounds of bones breaking rang out one after another, accompanied by agonizing screams. Within three seconds, all the dozen or so Xuan Yin Sect disciples collapsed to the ground, some with broken limbs, others unconscious, and none of them were able to stand up.

The room fell silent instantly, with only heavy breathing and the soft patter of blood dripping to the ground.

"Damn it!!!"

Wan Tianhong's eyes were bloodshot and his gaze was wide with rage. His inner energy surged violently, causing the glass objects in the room to vibrate and rattle.

"You little bastard surnamed Ye! How dare you kill a disciple of my Xuan Yin Sect! You have some nerve!!!"

Ye Feng clapped his hands, as if he had only done a trivial thing.

He raised an eyebrow, curled his lip in a mocking smile, and said with a chillingly incisive tone:

"Idiot, if I don't kill them, am I supposed to wait for them to kill me?"

"Judging from your appearance, I guess your title of sect leader is just a hollow one."

As he spoke, Ye Feng slowly stepped forward, his tone calm yet carrying a chilling undertone:

"Kneel down and kowtow a hundred times."

"When I tell you to go down and keep your son company, do it with some dignity."

"you--!!!"

Wan Tianhong trembled with rage, his teeth grinding together, his inner energy condensing into a tangible black aura, causing the temperature in the entire room to plummet.

"You little beast surnamed Ye! I swear, I will break your ribs one by one! I will tear your tendons and skin you alive! To vent my hatred!!!"

"Sect Master, there's no need to be so angry."

An old and somber voice rang out.

An elderly man dressed in a gray robe and sporting a goatee walked out slowly. He was thin, but with each step he took, he left shallow footprints on the floor. His aura was calm and deep, clearly indicating that he had profound cultivation.

It was none other than Jiang Chengzhou, the Grand Elder of the Xuan Yin Sect.

Jiang Chengzhou squinted, staring intently at Ye Feng, and said in a chilling tone:

"Hey, Ye, what are you pretending for?"

"When I was sweeping through Jiangcheng ten years ago, you probably weren't even a kid!"

"Having eaten a bit of bear's heart and leopard's gall, he doesn't know who's king anymore!"

His withered hand slowly rose, and a swirling vortex of black true energy condensed in his palm, emanating a sinister and eerie aura.

"Believe it or not, one slap from this old man could turn your head into watermelon juice!"

boom--!!!

As Jiang Chengzhou's terrifying aura was fully released, a cold wind seemed to rise in the room, the curtains fluttered, and the lights flickered.

The remaining elders and disciples of the Xuan Yin Sect immediately showed joy and offered their flattery:

"The Grand Elder is mighty!"

"This guy surnamed Ye doesn't even have the right to wail in front of the Grand Elder!"

"The Grand Elder's 'Mysterious Yin Fiend Palm' has reached its peak; one strike and this brat will surely die!"

Ye Feng merely glanced at Jiang Chengzhou indifferently and scoffed:

"Old bastard, with your physique, you probably couldn't even take one punch from me. Stop acting like a big shot!"

"court death!!"

Jiang Chengzhou flew into a rage and suddenly sprang up!

He transformed into a gray afterimage, moving so fast that he almost disappeared from the sight of ordinary people. His right palm, carrying chilling black true energy, aimed straight for Ye Feng's face!

If this palm strike lands solidly, it can corrode and penetrate not only flesh and blood, but even steel plates!

"Watch out!" Yun Shuyao couldn't help but exclaim.

However, Ye Feng remained standing in the same spot, without even lifting his eyelids.

Just as Jiang Chengzhou's palm strike was about to touch his face—

Ye Feng moved.

No one saw how he moved.

Everyone felt a blur before their eyes, and the next moment—

boom! ! !

A deep, guttural bang exploded!

Jiang Chengzhou's forward momentum abruptly halted, his sinister smile freezing instantly, replaced by unbelievable horror.

He looked down at his chest—there, a fist had been imprinted on it without him noticing.

"you……"

Jiang Chengzhou opened his mouth as if to say something, but only spat out a mouthful of black blood mixed with fragments of internal organs.

Immediately afterwards, he flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashed through the wall, and rolled onto the floor of the next room.

"Elder!!"

The others looked on in horror and saw that Jiang Chengzhou's chest had caved in and his true energy was leaking out wildly from his dantian—his dantian had actually been shattered by a single punch!

"ah--!!!"

Jiang Chengzhou let out a piercing, painful scream, struggling to get up, but he couldn't manage it.

Ye Feng flashed and appeared in front of him like a ghost.

Looking down from above, coldly surveying the world.

"You old bastard, you just said you were going to crush my head?"

Ye Feng's voice was calm and even, yet it sent chills down the spines of everyone present.

"No, no, no!!! I was just kidding! Don't kill me! Don't kill me!!"

Jiang Chengzhou was filled with fear and desperately moved backward, all traces of his previous arrogance gone.

"joke?"

Ye Feng's lips curled into a cruel smile: "I'm the kind of person who can't take a joke."

As soon as he finished speaking, he spread his five fingers on his right hand and slowly pressed them towards Jiang Chengzhou's head.

"No—!! Sect Master, save me!!!"

Jiang Chengzhou roared in despair.

Wan Tianhong's expression changed drastically; he wanted to help, but it was too late.

Click!

boom--! ! !

A sound like a watermelon bursting open rang out.

Jiang Chengzhou's head exploded in Ye Feng's palm, splattering red and white matter everywhere. The headless corpse twitched twice and then remained motionless.

Quiet.

A deathly silence.

The room reeked of blood, and everyone stood frozen in shock.

Yun Shuyao's rosy lips parted slightly, her stunningly beautiful face filled with shock.

She had considered that Ye Feng might be very strong, and even thought that Ye Feng could fight Jiang Chengzhou to a draw...

But she never expected that Ye Feng would kill the Xuan Yin Sect's Grand Elder with just one punch and one palm strike!

This strength... is simply terrifying!

"Elder...Elder..."

The remaining members of the Xuan Yin Sect trembled, their eyes filled with terror as they looked at Ye Feng.

This isn't human! This is clearly a god of death!!

"You little beast!!! I'm going to kill you—!!!"

Wan Tianhong finally snapped out of his shock and let out a beast-like roar!

His son was killed! His disciple was killed! Even the Grand Elder had his head crushed right in front of him!

This is an utter disgrace! An irreconcilable humiliation!

Boom! ...

Wan Tianhong has completely erupted!

The Xuan Yin Sect Master unleashed all his cultivation without reservation, and black true energy surged out like a tidal wave, instantly shattering all the electrical appliances and glass in the room!

His eyes were bloodshot, veins bulging on his forehead, and his hands formed a strange hand seal in front of his chest: "Mysterious Yin Secret Technique - Nine Heavens Netherworld Seal!! Die!!"

Sizzle—!

Nine jet-black chains of true energy shot out from behind Wan Tianhong, exposing him. He suddenly took a step forward, unleashing a tremendous force that shook the heavens and the earth!

Even Yun Shuyao felt she was completely outmatched by Wan Tianhong. Her face paled with fear and worry, and she cried out in alarm, "Ye Feng, be careful!!"

And watching Wan Tianhong exert all his strength to unleash his most terrifying killing move.

Ye Feng stood still, not flinching, but instead, with a sneer, he said expressionlessly, "You're much better than these trash, but in my eyes you're just trash too!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Feng suddenly raised his hand, clenched it into a fist, and threw a punch!

With a bang, the two unparalleled powers surged forth, astonishing the world. Their overwhelming pressure and destructive force shocked the entire audience, sending chills down their spines.

To everyone's astonishment, Ye Feng was completely unharmed, not even a scratch on his fist, while Wan Tianhong was sent flying like a broken truck, his arm torn and bleeding profusely, crashing to the ground, barely alive!

He stared at Ye Feng in utter horror, his expression filled with shock and disbelief. "Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!!"

"I, the dignified sect master of the Xuan Yin Sect, have been defeated by a young man who is not even 25 years old, despite my life's cultivation."

"This is simply a fantasy!"

"That's absolutely impossible!!"

Yun Shuyao's sexy, snow-white, exquisite body trembled violently. It was unbelievable! This was the Sect Master of the Xuan Yin Sect!! Was she dreaming?!