"Kill!"

The sound of killing shook the heavens and the earth, and all the high-level masters of the Jiangnan Martial Arts League rushed into the villa one by one, in addition to Cui Yan and other masters of several major families.

In an instant, the men rushed into the courtyard, and they were about to rush into the hall.

"Look for death!" Xiao Legend and Sima Zhantian were furious.

"Go ahead, watch the proportions!" Ye Feng just said two words lightly, he was still sitting in a wheelchair and not moving, his face was still light.

Ye Feng didn't go out, maybe in the eyes of ordinary people, the lord of the Jiangnan Martial Alliance is a big man, but in his opinion, he is just an ant crawling on the ground, he doesn't need to make a move at all, and the two of them are completely enough.

Murong Zhantian and the others just wanted to rush in, and then they saw that two burly guys with evil bodies broke out directly.

"Who are you, Ye Feng's kid, let him come out and die!" Murong Zhantian shouted angrily.

"With you ant-like things, you are not worthy of my lord!"

"You are the master of the Jiangnan Martial Alliance, give me death!"

Sima Zhantian roared angrily, and then rushed over like a tiger, his whole body was unstoppable, and the momentum of the Great Grandmaster of Transformation was undoubtedly revealed.

Murong Zhantian was taken aback, he didn't expect that the other party was also a great grandmaster, not one, but two!

"What the hell is going on?" Murong Zhantian suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

It's just that the arrow has been shot out now, and he can't think about it much, so he has to bite the bullet and meet it.

However, there was no suspense, even though Murong Zhantian was also a great master of transforming strength, how could he be compared to the leader of the Northern Territory Command, just one palm, his people had already been shaken back.

Sima Zhantian's roar shook the sky and rushed out again!

Suddenly, there was a loud banging sound in the yard, but it was like summer rain, and it came and went quickly!

In less than two minutes, this **** has ended, and the outside of the yard has calmed down.

Ye Feng was still in the hall, sitting in a wheelchair with a calm face, he didn't feel the slightest surprise about this, he took a sip of tea slightly, and then put the teacup down, then signaled Hong Qingyan to withdraw him.

Pushing open the door, there were already more than 20 people lying outside the yard, many people covered their arms and thighs and couldn't stop wailing, it looked like a **** After the vase in the garden was blown down, and the eyes were full of mess.

Xiao Legend and Sima Zhantian were still standing there, and when they saw Ye Feng coming out, they immediately turned around, bent down and bowed: "Meet the Lord!" ”

Murong Zhantian fell in the middle of the courtyard, his hair was scattered, his breath was disordered, the corners of his mouth were stained with blood, and his ribs were even broken.

Of course, if it weren't for Ye Feng's previous sentence of paying attention to proportion, I was afraid that this master of the Jiangnan Provincial Martial Alliance would already be a corpse on the ground, and even the people present were all dead.

Murong Zhantian's face was extremely pale, but his eyes widened, and he looked at Ye Feng with a shocked face, with horror on his face and disbelief at the same time.

He really couldn't believe that this young man in a wheelchair actually had two great masters of transformation under his hands, and he couldn't beat the other party with all the strength of the high-level of the Martial Alliance, not only could he not beat him, but he couldn't even see the face of others.

Murong Zhantian undoubtedly knew that he had planted it, and he had lost completely!

Cui Ha and the others were the same, their faces were completely gray, originally they thought that they could sit back and relax by hugging Murong Zhantian's thigh, but it turned out that they had made a wrong choice again, and it was a big mistake.

"It's over...... It's over, it's over! Cui Haowu kept wailing there.

At this time, there was a sudden sound of whistles outside the yard, and three or two small cars came at a gallop, and then more than a dozen people jumped off the car, and the fat and Luo Keqi were also among them.

"Mr. Ye, how are you, are you okay?"

"I heard that the Jiangnan Wumeng is going to do it, so I will come over to help." Pang Youze and Luo Keque exclaimed.

It's just that when they rushed into the courtyard and saw the scene in front of them, the whole person was immediately stunned.

Ye Feng smiled slightly: "It's just a few little reptiles, they can't even help my toes, no need to panic!" ”

After saying this, Ye Feng turned his head to Murong Zhantian, then pushed the wheelchair slowly over, looked at him condescendingly, and said, "You are the master of the Jiangnan Martial Alliance, the head of the Murong family of Jiangnan Province, Murong Zhantian?" ”

Murong Zhantian gritted his steel teeth and said, "Your Excellency, who is it?" With two Great Masters of Transformation as his followers, he is by no means idle! ”

Ye Feng sneered: "I have already said that my identity is not worthy of you to know!" ”

Murong Zhantian gritted his teeth and said: "King Cheng is defeated, I am defeated under your hands today, I admit it, but if Your Excellency does not reveal your identity today, I am afraid that this matter is not over yet!" ”

Ye Feng actually nodded and said with a smile: "Of course, you are right, this matter naturally cannot end like this." ”

Speaking of this, he sighed slightly, and continued: "There is one thing, Murong Zhantian, you should know. ”

"What should I know?" Murong Zhantian said coldly.

Although he was defeated, although his ribs were broken and he temporarily lost his combat effectiveness, he was not afraid, not to mention that he was the master of the Jiangnan Martial League, and there was also the headquarters of the Imperial Capital Martial League to support him, just his family background was by no means something that ordinary people could provoke.

Even those ordinary scholars in the imperial capital would never dare to provoke easily, and it was precisely because of this that Murong Zhan dared to be so fearless!

Ye Feng said: "You should know that you are not worthy of being the master of this Martial Alliance, and you should know even more that you deserve to die!" ”

Murong Zhantian's eyes froze, and he exclaimed, "What did you say? If you want to kill me, if you dare to kill me, do you know that I am ......"

Before he could finish speaking, Ye Feng had already interrupted in a cold voice: "The others, let's not think about it as the main culprit, I can spare their lives, but you must die!" ”

Murong Zhantian still couldn't believe it, but at this time, he suddenly saw that the young man in a wheelchair waved his hand, and then the burly middle-aged man behind him rushed up directly.

He finally knew that the other party was not talking big, and the other party really dared to kill him!

At this moment, Murong Zhantian felt a chill all over his body, he knew that he was dead, he suddenly roared hysterically: "The surname is Ye, I am the nephew of King Murong of Jiangdu Gusu, if you dare to kill me, King Murong of Jiangdong will never give up, you better make it clear to me." ”

Ye Feng raised his eyebrows and shouted, "King Jiangdong Gusu Murong? ”

"Yes, my Jiangnan Province Gusu Murong is a branch, the Zhu family is in Jiangdong, Jiangdong Gusu Murong has been inherited for thousands of years, it is a real martial arts family, and King Gusu Murong is a real generation of kings!"

Murong Zhantian gritted his teeth and roared, seeing the other party's hesitation, he couldn't help but smile in his heart, thinking that now you finally know how powerful you are.

Ye Feng frowned, and said in a deep voice: "In the world, there has always been only the king of the four realms, and a small Jiangdu Gusu Murong family dares to be called a king, a pseudo-king?" ”

"Kill him, give me his head, and send it to Jiangdong Gusu Murong Mansion!" Ye Feng waved his hand, and Murong Zhantian's head over there instantly fell to the ground.

Until the head fell to the ground, this master of the Jiangnan Martial Alliance, his eyes were still violent, he couldn't believe that the other party really dared to do it until he died, of course, Murong Zhantian didn't know Ye Feng's identity, if he knew, he was afraid that he would die blindly.