The next day, at dawn, Ye Feng stood up.
At this moment, everyone was blocking the door and did not dare to take a step out. Countless people had already vomited from the scene outside.
The street outside the inn was already covered with corpses. The people from the government office had already arrived and were looking at the mountain of corpses and sea of blood in front of them.
The leader was a square-faced man with a wide forehead, thick eyebrows, and big eyes. His face was as black as coal and extremely gloomy.
"Sir, we've checked and found no survivors. These people are all from the pugilistic world and not from our town!”
The one who spoke was a constable with a serious expression and sharp eyes. There was a long scar from top to bottom on his left face. If not for this scar, this person would have an extraordinary appearance.
"Are you sure?" Only then did the leader's expression slightly improve, but his face was still as gloomy as water.
"Judging from the wound, the killer should be an expert with a sword. He killed so many people without making much noise. He was fast and his sword skills were superb. He quickly finished off these people.”
"Milord, we also found a person among these corpses.”The Scarface Constable said hesitantly.
The square-faced man suddenly had an ominous feeling in his heart.
"Who is it? Tell me!" His voice was filled with authority.
"The son of the swordsman from Shu, Meng Qianfeng, Meng Xinghe!”The scarred man didn't mention a single person, and the atmosphere became heavier. When he finished speaking, it was as if a huge mountain was pressing down on everyone.
"How could he die here!" The square-faced man's dignified voice carried some anger.
"This…"
Before the knife-scarred man could finish speaking, the square-faced man waved his hand. His heart was extremely heavy. He was afraid that there would be another bloody storm in the martial arts world.
……
Ye Feng's entire body emitted a faint chill, the people in front of him felt as if they were being pricked by a thorn, they quickly moved aside.
He stepped out of the crowd and walked out of the inn towards the stable.
The moment he walked out of the inn, everyone turned to look at Ye Feng.
The knife-scarred man looked at Ye Feng, he looked so familiar, he could not remember where he had seen him before.
The newbie constable who had just entered the yamen pointed at Ye Feng: ""You! Stop!"
At this moment, he was young and impetuous. Just as he was about to make some achievements, he saw the pile of corpses in front of him and knew that this was a big case. As long as he caught the murderer, he could become the youngest constable in the government office!
"It's him! The Young Sect Master of the World Association, the current top swordsman Ye Feng, there were rumors in the martial world that he was not far from the Innate Realm.”
"Why would such a person appear here? Could it be that he…killed all of them?”
The scarred man was shocked. He quickly pressed down the constable's arm.
"Boss, you!" The novice constable looked at him with displeasure.
Ye Feng stopped and looked at them, everyone felt that this handsome man's eyes were filled with a sharp light, they felt pain in their eyes when they looked at him, tears flowed down their cheeks.
Only the knife-scarred man managed to hold on. His eyes turned red, and he quickly bowed his hands. He lowered his head and said,"I'm Ling Bowen, the constable of the small town. I didn't know that Young Master Feng was here, so I've disturbed you.”
"Please go ahead, Young Master Feng!" He stretched out his hand to stop his trembling legs and maintained a calm tone.
The Sword of Damocles hanging above his head slowly disappeared, as if a heavy burden had been lifted off him.
Ye Feng still walked towards the stable unhurriedly, only when he disappeared into the distance did the knife-scarred man raise his head.
"Pa!"
With a loud and clear sound, Novice Unhappy received a heavy slap on his head.
"Next time, before you come out, let me finish reading the Jianghu miscellaneous records in the government office. Do you know that you almost killed everyone just now?”
The constable was dumbfounded. In his impression, the knife-scarred man had always been a kind and calm person. He did not expect him to suddenly hit him today.
"Boss! Who was that person just now?!" He touched the back of his head. It still felt burning.
"You're lucky that you didn't die just now. That black-robed young man isn't an ordinary person. Do you know which faction is the strongest in the martial arts world now?”
The knife-scarred man looked at the newcomer in front of him and had no choice but to explain it to him.
"We all know about the World Association, the biggest gang in the game!”He immediately replied.
"Are you saying that he…is from the World Association?”
"It's not as simple as just the people from the World Association!”The knife-scarred man said in a deep voice," He is the young leader of the World Association, Ye Feng!”
"Boss, what about these people?" The rookie constable pointed at the person in front of him.
"Except for Meng Xinghe's body, find a place to bury everyone else!”the knife-scarred man said casually.
No one mentioned the matter of killing anymore, because everyone knew that if Ye Feng killed someone, he would have killed for nothing.
If you're not convinced, go find him yourself!
……
At the Meng residence.
“嗙! Bang!"
A teacup in the main hall had already shattered onto the ground, and a handprint that was about an inch deep had clearly appeared on the table beside it.
"The World Conference! Ye Feng! Very good. You killed my son and cut off the Meng family's bloodline. I must take revenge for this.”
He held a piece of paper tightly in his right hand. It was delivered by a messenger pigeon just now. He shook the paper in his hand with his Genuine Qi, and it shattered into pieces.
"Husband, we only have one son, Xing 'er, you must torture that Ye Feng to death!”
"Wuuu!" A woman who looked similar to Meng Xinghe was wailing.
"Get your swords and horses ready!" As he spoke, he took a big step forward.
It was calm for two days in a row. Perhaps too many people had died, so these people were afraid. Or perhaps they were accumulating more violent waves.
Ye Feng was galloping in the forest.
A long sword shot out from the forest, it seemed to have broken through space and arrived in front of Ye Feng in the blink of an eye.
Time seemed to stop and slow down.
This sword came from the side and pierced towards Ye Feng's temple, from the corner of his eyes, he could see that the true qi on the sword was condensed and did not dissipate, it was extremely sharp.
Ye Feng leaned back on the horse, the sword brushed past his hair, when it passed by, Ye Feng could see his sharp eyebrows and bright eyes reflected on the smooth sword.
"Tsk!"
The long sword sank into a tree at the side, leaving only half of the sword exposed. The hilt shook, leaving countless afterimages. The buzzing sound gradually dissipated.
"Yu!"
Ye Feng pulled the reins, the horse stood upright, he stroked it twice before raising his head to look at the direction where the sword was shot out.
In the distance, people kept walking out from behind the tree. In the blink of an eye, they had surrounded him. Unfortunately, his expression was still as calm as water.
The third chapter.
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