The Strongest Urban Son-in-law
Chapter 462 - 461 Desperation Strength [First More]

Chapter 462: 461 Desperation Strength [First More]

"What!" Upon hearing Ye Feng’s words, the crowd immediately became furious. They had not expected Ye Feng to be so arrogant. Although they knew that Ye Feng was a Martial King of Legendary realm, so was the Blood Robe Sect Hierarch, who was also a Martial King of the Legendary realm. Ye Feng’s blatant disrespect towards the Blood Robe Sect Hierarch made everyone extremely angry.

The Blood Robe Sect Hierarch furrowed his brows slightly. "Mr. Ye, aren’t you being overly arrogant? Although you are the youngest Martial King I have ever encountered, I am also a powerhouse of the Legendary realm. Are you so sure that you can kill me? I suggest you leave now. We, Blood Hand, will withdraw from Longdu and have nothing more to do with each other. As for you killing many of our Blood Hand members, let bygones be bygones, how about it?"

"Ridiculous! So what if you are Legendary? In front of me, you are nothing but a joke. Kneel down, beg for mercy, tell me where the headquarters of Blood Hand is, and I might spare your life..." Ye Feng said indifferently.

"Scoundrel, who do you think you are? Do you really think our Sect Hierarch is afraid of you?" The crowd was outraged. Evans was the first to stand up, shouting angrily, "Scum, our Sect Hierarch could crush you with one hand. I advise you to leave immediately..."

"Shut up!" Ye Feng frowned, showing a trace of disdain, then raised his hand.

With a "plop," in an instant, space twisted, and before Evans could finish speaking, a True Essence Qi Bomb flew out from Ye Feng’s hand, distorting the space.

Suddenly, blood splattered. Evans couldn’t react in time, and his forehead was directly pierced by Ye Feng’s True Essence Qi Bomb.

"You..." Evans’s eyes widened in shock. He hadn’t grasped what had just happened before he was effortlessly slain by Ye Feng.

With a "bang," Evans’s body went limp and fell to the ground, lifeless.

Everyone fell into silence as cold sweat continuously streamed down their foreheads.

It was unexpected. Ye Feng was so powerful. Evans was a formidable Grandmaster at Great Perfection, almost reaching the Legendary realm, yet he didn’t even have a chance to react before being easily killed by Ye Feng.

At that moment, Evans’s close friend burst out in rage, "Scum, how dare you kill Evans. I’ll fight you..."

With a "plop," just like Evans, the Grandmaster had barely time to finish his sentence before Ye Feng flicked his finger, piercing through the man’s forehead, and he fell to the ground dead...

Silence engulfed everyone as they stared at Ye Feng in horror, no longer daring to speak. They had seen all too clearly the outcome of idle talk: instant death by Ye Feng’s flick of a finger.

Even the Blood Robe Sect Hierarch furrowed his brows, his face losing its previous wariness. He now felt the strength of Ye Feng, a very young Martial King of the Legendary realm.

However, the Blood Robe Sect Hierarch was now sure that Ye Feng’s strength was not inferior to his own, perhaps even stronger.

As Ye Feng killed Evans and the other man, the Blood Robe Sect Hierarch wanted to save them, but he realized he couldn’t react in time. From this, it was evident how strong Ye Feng was.

The Blood Robe Sect Hierarch looked at Ye Feng with extreme caution. "Mr. Ye, it seems there has been some misunderstanding between us. Why don’t we sit down and have a good talk, what do you think?"

However, Ye Feng finally showed impatience. "Last warning, kneel, beg for mercy, reveal the location of Blood Hand’s headquarters, and your purposes, or die!"

Ye Feng’s voice was icy cold, filled with intense killing intent, his last warning.

The Blood Robe Sect Hierarch was infuriated, feeling a great loss of face. After all, he was one of the four major Sect Hierarchs of Blood Hand, second only to the Blood Emperor.

He was also a Martial King of the Legendary realm, and it was unheard of for him to be so humiliated.

Ye Feng did not give him any respect, completely disregarding him.

The Blood Robe Sect Hierarch’s face turned red, his eyes filled with blood vessels and murderous intent, as he shouted at Ye Feng, "Scum, what makes you so arrogant? Do you really think I wouldn’t dare to kill you?"

"Whoosh!" However, at that moment, Ye Feng suddenly moved his body, disappearing from the spot, and ripples appeared in the space as if it twisted.

Soon, a sparkle of Spirit Light appeared outside the Divine Hall, transforming into a blood-red chain that shot forth and rapidly extended. Everyone felt a chill on their necks.

"Thud, thud, thud..." Continuous lines of blood extended, and in the blink of an eye, Ye Feng appeared behind the Blood Robe Sect Hierarch.

The Blood Robe Sect Hierarch was shocked as he stared at Ye Feng, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Ye Feng held a sword forged from True Essence in his hand, and of the twenty-nine Grandmasters present, the heads of seven soared into the air and rolled onto the ground, the bodies lying there, dead on the spot.

"You!" The Blood Robe Sect Hierarch stared shockingly at Ye Feng.

He hadn’t managed to see how Ye Feng had struck. The Blood Robe Sect Hierarch unconsciously raised his hand, touching his neck.

"Splash!" Suddenly, blood gushed from the neck of the Blood Robe Sect Hierarch like a fountain, and his head directly fell to the ground, rolling in front of Ye Feng. The headless Blood Robe Sect Hierarch stared at Ye Feng in shock, "You... how is this possible?"

Ye Feng coldly looked at the head of the Blood Robe Sect Hierarch. "I said, last warning. If refused, then death. Did you really take my words for mere wind?"

"Squish!" As his words fell, Ye Feng crushed the head of the Blood Robe Sect Hierarch like a watermelon, blood splattering everywhere.

The entire space outside the Divine Hall fell utterly silent, as if time and space had frozen.

All hope was lost.