In the Huo family's courtyard.
A group of martial artists were toasting each other. It was very lively.?
"Boom!"
"Bang!"
The moment the palm force suddenly arrived, the doorman did not react for a second and flew away like a kite with a broken string.
He spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backward. The powerful palm force instantly destroyed his veins and internal organs.
He died instantly!
The corpse flew into the courtyard, and the broken stones and tiles flew into the air.
"Ah!"
"Bang!"
He smashed several people and overturned a few tables of food. Some people were bleeding and lying on the ground, wailing.
In an instant, everyone was stunned. Who dared to come and cause trouble at this time? Was he not afraid of death?
The entire courtyard fell silent. Everyone looked at the door to see who had come to cause trouble.
Pa! Pa! Pa!
The sound followed the heartbeat and got closer and closer.
Ye Feng retracted his palm and entered with his hands behind his back, his expression was cold and indifferent from the beginning to the end.
The young man's white clothes fluttered in the wind. He was extremely handsome. His skin was as smooth as jade, his eyebrows were like swords, and his eyes were like stars in the night sky. He had a high nose bridge, and his lips were a little white. All of this was a masterpiece of heaven and should not exist in this world.
As for the two people behind him, they had already been ignored and forgotten.
However, Huo Butian's eyes flashed with worry as he thought to himself,"Looks like we still can't avoid this calamity.”
He could already tell that one of the people behind the white-robed youth was Xue Antian, who had come to recruit him that day.
At this moment, the guests were discussing animatedly.
"How can there be such a stunning person in the world?”A heroine's eyes flickered.
"Hmph, which child is so ignorant?”
A fierce-looking man stood up and said fiercely.
"Looks like I have to teach him a lesson."
Everyone's expressions were different, but most of them were unfriendly.
"Ye Feng, the adopted son of the World Alliance's Xiong Ba, has come to pay his respects!”Ye Feng walked into the courtyard and cupped his hands towards everyone.
Everyone was stunned.
"Xiong Ba!"
"Xiong Ba!" A surprised voice sounded.
Everyone had quieted down. Nie Renwang and Xiong Ba's battle had not been long, but everyone in the martial world knew that Xiong Ba had won and Nie Renwang was nowhere to be seen.
Everyone knew that Xiong Ba had already become one of the top experts.
Now, no one in the pugilistic world was in a rush to provoke Xiong Ba. They did not expect Xiong Ba's people to come and cause trouble.
Guan Lin, who was sitting at the side, could not sit still anymore and shouted.
"Today is Manor Lord Huo's 50th birthday. Even the World Association can't be impudent!”
"How can there be someone like you who kills people directly?”
"Yes, yes!" The crowd at the side shouted.”
Ye Feng took a look at Guan Lin who appeared and did not bother about him, he was a clown, he would kill him later.
He looked at Huo Butian calmly and said,"Manor Lord Huo, I'm sorry. I just accidentally used too much force and didn't stop."”
"My foster father wanted to come personally to congratulate you, but unfortunately, he has been in seclusion recently, so he specially asked me to bring a gift to congratulate you on your birthday.”
As he spoke, Xue Antian handed him a painting.
Huo Butian reached out and took it. As soon as he touched it, he could feel the coldness surging into his palm. He tightened his grip on the calligraphy painting.
"Manor Lord Huo, why don't you open the painting and take a look? We spent a long time choosing this.”Ye Feng said with a smile.
Huo Butian's expression changed slightly as he thought to himself,""They came with ill intentions. We can't be friendly today. Fortunately, they're my Jianghu friends.”
He could feel that the calligraphy painting in his hand was not a good gift, who would give a cold gift? Huo Butian saw that Ye Feng was staring at him and could only open the calligraphy painting in his hand.
"Kill them!"
Huo Butian's eyes suddenly turned cold as he said coldly,""May I ask Young Master Ye what this means?”
The martial artists and people sitting at the side also took a look. Their expressions changed as they muttered.
"The World Association is too arrogant!"
"This is not a place for you to behave atrociously!”
"Kill! If you have a good tone, I'm afraid you'll come in vertically and leave horizontally!”
Ye Feng glanced at them, coldness spread in all directions, everyone's voices turned hoarse.
"Manor Lord Huo, last time our Sect Master sent someone to invite you to join our World Association, he felt that he wasn't sincere enough. This time, he specially asked me to invite you to join.”Ye Feng asked straightforwardly.
"Thank you for your kindness, but the Huo Family has always been neutral. Forgive me for not being able to accept your kindness, so I can only refuse.”Huo Butian said calmly.
"It's not good if this painting becomes reality. Manor Lord Huo, you must think it through.”
"There have been people like you before."
"Everyone who didn't listen to our World Association is dead. Are you sure?”Ye Feng's tone was still calm.
Huo Butian did not say anything and only nodded.
" It seems like we can't let things end peacefully today, we didn't want to fight at Manor Lord Huo's birthday banquet, now we can only…" Ye Feng's voice was not loud, he said in a low voice.
He placed his right hand on the sword and slowly pulled it out.
"Clang!"
The crisp sound of the sword attracted countless gazes.
"What's going on? Why did you draw your sword?”
"Brat, what are you planning to do?"
"There are so many of us. Does he want to die?”
Many eyes were staring at him coldly. If he dared to move again, he would die instantly.
"I've practiced the sword for many years, but I've never seen blood. I didn't expect to see blood here today.”The sword intent around him became stronger with every inch he pulled out, Ye Feng's tone was like a cold wind that came from the netherworld, it could freeze one's heart.
The sword was unsheathed, and an extremely strong chill swept over. The surrounding guests could not help but tremble and retreat.
"Draw your sword! I heard that the Hunts 'sword art was famous for a time.”Ye Feng said coldly.
Huo Butian felt the chill that enveloped his entire body. He knew that he could not escape. Only by fighting would there be a trace of hope.
At this moment, Guan Lin, the chief of Liancheng Stronghold, jumped out. He had some of Guan Yu's aura and appearance, but it was unknown how good his martial arts were.
"Today is Brother Huo's birthday. Let me do it. Don't dirty your hands.”
Guan Lin's tone was very bold as he moved.
A huge saber was swung, it had a huge aura, it whistled and Ye Feng's long hair fluttered in the wind.
Ah!
With a loud shout, he quickly rushed towards Luo Cheng.
He grabbed the saber with both hands and slashed over.
The weapon was heavy, but in his hands, it was extremely easy to use, but in Ye Feng's eyes, it was all flaws.
Sigh! Why bother? He had never seen such a suicidal person.
Ye Feng sighed in his heart.
He didn't use any moves, just a simple stab.
It was as simple as raising the sword and thrusting it out.
A cold light arrived first, followed by the sound of wind.
He disappeared and reappeared on the spot. In the blink of an eye, Guan Lin was already standing on the spot.
His long saber fell to the ground with a clang. He covered his neck with both hands, and the blood that spurted out spilled through the gaps between his fingers. His mouth made a gurgling sound, and he could not speak.
Pa!
He lay on the ground motionless, blood flowing all over the ground.
The people who were standing at the side and watching all felt a chill run down their spines. How terrifying!
Before he could even see the sword shadow clearly, he was already dead.
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