Murong Yi didn't listen to anyone, as the most outstanding genius of the third generation of Gusu Murong Palace, of course he felt that he had arrogant capital.

A few people in the group had just walked to the ferry, and Ye Feng and the others had already gone ashore.

Murong Yi clasped his hands on his chest, stood on a stone, and looked condescendingly at the young man who was slowly helped into a wheelchair, and his face couldn't help but scorn and sneer.

"You are the wild son-in-law of the Hong family surnamed Ye, a cripple with a broken leg?" Murong Yi snorted coldly.

Ye Feng glanced up at him, but did not speak, he rarely opened his mouth for such an ant-like look.

Sima Zhantian snorted coldly: "Presumptuous, who are you, who dare to speak wildly and be rude to my family master?" ”

"Your master?"

Murong Yi smiled and sneered: "If you want me to say, you three followers are probably also masters at the grandmaster level, with such a cripple with a broken leg, don't you feel that Qu Cai feels wronged?" ”

Speaking of this, Murong Yi puffed up his chest and said loudly: "Let me tell you, this Shaoxing will not change his name or surname, my name is Murong Yi, the genius grandmaster of the third generation of Gusu Murong Palace!" ”

Ye Feng smiled, but he sneered: "It's almost thirty years old, but you can only condense your internal strength to become a grandmaster, and you dare to call yourself a genius?" ”

"Presumptuous, dare to be rude to us Murong Dashao, and quickly kneel down and kowtow to admit your mistakes!" A Murong servant beside him drank coldly.

Ye Feng's eyes were sharp, staring at the other party, and he said word for word: "Are you the descendant of the Murong family?" That Jiangdong puppet king, who are you? ”

"Since Ben Shao is Murong Da Shao, the king of Jiangdong, he is naturally my grandfather!" Murong Yi looked arrogant.

However, before he could speak again, Ye Feng suddenly shouted: "Kill!" ”

On the other side, Murong Yi was stunned, thinking that he had heard it wrong, and just as he wanted to speak, he suddenly saw that a burly strong man flew over like a tiger and a leopard.

Sima Zhantian is the great grandmaster of transformation strength, how powerful his strength is, it has almost reached the point of being superb, and it is by no means comparable to those little grandmasters who can break through the internal strength.

Murong Yi's people didn't even have time to react, they just felt that there was a strong momentum pressure around him, which made him almost breathless.

Immediately afterwards, Murong Yi's neck was pinched in Sima Zhantian's hand.

"You dare to ......" Murong Yi exclaimed in shock, but these two words were the last voice he left in the world in his life.

Before the voice fell, his head had been unscrewed, Sima Zhantian's body swept away, but it had already flashed out ten zhang away, and at this time, Murong Yi's headless corpse fell to the ground with a bang.

When the four Murong family's domestic servants and guards saw this, they were already so frightened that they didn't even dare to speak.

During the whole process, Ye Feng didn't even bother to take a look, he just slowly pushed the wheelchair forward along the tree-lined path, even if the other party's corpse fell beside him, he didn't squint.

The barking roar of the dog is destined to fail to alarm the lion and tiger king to turn back!

Ye Feng slowly moved forward, Xiao Legend and Seventeen followed, Sima Zhantian carried Murong Yi's head two steps behind, and the momentum of the group seemed to be not big, but there was a majestic invisible momentum.

Before they walked in, everyone heard the sound of talking and laughing in front of them, and it seemed that the people who were gathering and talking in the hall of the Wumeng headquarters were in a good mood.

At this time, in the reception hall of the headquarters of the Martial Alliance, Murong Hai sat on the main seat, originally this position, on weekdays, was the position of Murong Zhantian, the leader of the Martial Alliance, although Murong Zhantian died, but the new alliance leader has not yet been decided, according to the rules, this position should be temporarily vacant.

It's just that this Murong Hai is relying on the family power behind him, and at this moment, he is obviously overstepping his responsibilities, as if he is the master of the Jiangnan Martial Alliance!

Sitting next to Murong Hai were the two worshippers of Murong Wang's Mansion, and the hall was full of people, in addition to the people of the Jiangnan Murong family, Cui Yin and other representatives of the wealthy families in Jiangnan seemed to be among them.

Although there were two corpses lying in the corner of the hall, Luo Keqi and Pang Youze, the atmosphere was happy.

"Master Murong, thanks to your presence in Jiangnan this time, you can save the property of several major families such as me!" Cui Hao stood up and bowed his hand at Murong Hai.

"Yes, thanks to the Gusu Murong family's rescue, otherwise, we would have waited for these wealthy families in Jiangnan to take away all their properties by the Hong family's crazy son-in-law surnamed Ye, and now we are willing to give a quarter of the property to the king of Jiangdong!" Representatives of other wealthy families also chimed in.

Compared with the previous time to hand over half of the industry, now the king of Jiangdong only needs a quarter of them, and these wealthy families in Jiangnan naturally have no reluctance, not to mention that from now on, they have climbed the behemoth of the king of Jiangdong, so they will be even more fearless.

Of course, for Murong Wangfu, it's not that they don't want to completely annex these wealthy families in Jiangnan, it's just that they also know that they can't do it too much, so they simply want to use a quarter of their property as the protection fee this time.

Of course, this is only the first step in the Murong Palace.

In the second step, the Jiangdong King of Murong Wangfu will help Murong Hai become the master of the Wumeng of Jiangnan Province through his connections, so that the power of Jiangdong Wangfu in Jiangnan will undoubtedly be even more terrifying.

Then the third step is to gradually destroy these Jiangnan giants through the strategy of joining one family to fight another, so as to achieve the goal of Murong Wangfu covering the sky in Jiangnan.

I have to say that these plans of the Jiangdong Royal Mansion are seamless, but they are not as good as the sky, and they still missed the calculation.

Murong Hai, who was sitting on the chair of the main master, snorted coldly: "Everyone, please rest assured, the old man is here to give you a word, as long as my Jiangdong Royal Mansion exists for a day, I will ensure your safety for a day, as for the so-called Hong family's crazy son-in-law, as long as he dares to come, the old man will teach others to fall to the ground!" ”

As soon as he said this, a human head suddenly flew in the hall, and after landing on the ground, it rolled directly to Murong Hai's feet.

Everyone was shocked, and when they saw the faces of the heads clearly, they were in a commotion and exclaimed.

"Yi'er? What's going on, is this really Yi'er? ”

Murong Hai was startled at first, fixed his eyes and looked at it again, and then the whole person knelt on the ground, knelt in front of the human head, and roared heartbreakingly: "Yi'er, why are you ...... Who is it, who is it that killed my Yi'er, who is it! ”

"It's me!" Ye Feng spoke coldly, then pushed the wheelchair and slowly walked into the hall accompanied by Xiao Legend and Sima Zhantian.

"It's you!" Murong Hai turned his head suddenly, his eyes were already scarlet at this time, revealing a strong killing intent, and he gritted his teeth and roared: "You are Ye Feng, the arrogant son-in-law of the Hong family, you are actually ...... How dare you kill my son! ”

Ye Feng's expression was indifferent, he looked at the other party coldly, and said word for word: "Not only do I dare to kill your son, but I also want to kill you and destroy your entire clan!" ”

"Kill!" Ye Feng gave the order directly, but he would never hesitate to kill anyone who should be killed, let alone talk nonsense.

When the king is angry, he is destined to fall to the ground and bleed for thousands of miles!