Chapter 190: Even If You Die, I Will Still Live Very Well

Chapter 190: Chapter 190: Even If You Die, I Will Still Live Very Well

Wang Yuan’e pointed at the old man and said arrogantly, "Do you know who this is? Let me tell you, this is Tong Bin, one of the sixteen guardians of the Martial Arts Association.

That moron brother of yours managed to cripple Ling Hao, so at best he’s a Tier Three Martial Emperor, right? But do you know what Guardian Tong’s cultivation level is? He’s a Tier Four Martial Emperor.

So, in front of Guardian Tong, he’s nothing.

Ye Feng, do you know why I haven’t made a move on you and let you live this long? It’s because I went to the Imperial Capital to find help.

Now my backup has arrived, and it’s time for you to die."

After speaking, he turned to Tong Bin beside him and said through gritted teeth, "Guardian Tong, I’ll have to trouble you!"

Tong Bin nodded and walked toward Ah Dao.

Behind them, Duan Peng’s eyes instantly turned red. "You dare touch my brother? I’ll fight you to the death today..."

He raised his blade and prepared to charge, but in the next moment, he discovered in terror that an invisible wall seemed to stand before him. No matter how hard he pushed, he couldn’t advance a single step. He could only watch helplessly as Tong Bin arrived in front of Ah Dao, raised his right palm, and aimed it directly at Ah Dao’s heart.

Before the palm arrived, the force of the blow struck first. The shockwave hit Duan Peng, sending him staggering back until he fell and landed on his butt. His heart was pounding out of his chest.

He looked up at Ah Dao, who was standing before Tong Bin, and his heart sank. ’How could Ah Dao possibly withstand such a terrifying attack?’

’Ah Dao is finished. He’s totally done for!’

But what happened next made his eyes pop wide open.

He watched as, before Tong Bin’s palm could even strike Ah Dao’s chest, Ah Dao’s right hand shot up, grabbed Tong Bin’s wrist, swung him around in a full circle, and brutally slammed him onto the ground.

Tong Bin let out an inhuman scream, spat out a mouthful of blood, convulsed for a moment, and then went still.

Duan Peng’s eyeballs nearly popped out of his head. ’To kill an expert of that caliber just by slamming him onto the ground... Ah Dao is just too damn fierce!’

Across from them, Wang Yuan’e stared at Ah Dao and shrieked, "Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"

Ye Feng flicked the ash from his cigarette, looked at Wang Yuan’e, and said with a calm smile, "Any other tricks up your sleeve? Come on, let the show begin!"

"You..." Wang Yuan’e’s face instantly turned ashen as he glared at Ye Feng. He said in a cold voice,

"Fine. Don’t think you can act all high and mighty in front of my Martial Arts Association just because he’s got a few moves. Let me tell you, he’s not worthy! The Martial Arts Association has plenty of experts far stronger than him. Just you wait!"

With that, he turned and started walking back into the Martial Arts Association headquarters. But in the next moment, a calm voice sounded from behind him:

"Unfortunately, you’re not going anywhere."

As the voice fell, Ye Feng’s body flashed, and he abruptly appeared in front of Wang Yuan’e. He raised a hand, clamped it around his neck, and lifted him off the ground.

Wang Yuan’e struggled desperately, but he couldn’t break free from Ye Feng’s grip no matter what. Seeing the undisguised killing intent in Ye Feng’s eyes, Wang Yuan’e shrieked,

"Ye Feng, I’m the chairman of the Martial Arts Association! If you dare to kill me, the Association will annihilate your entire clan..."

Before he could finish, Ye Feng’s right hand suddenly clenched. A sickening crunch of breaking bones echoed, and Wang Yuan’e’s eyes shot wide open.

At that moment, Ye Feng looked at him and said calmly, "I’ll say it again. In my eyes, the Martial Arts Association is nothing!

Anyone who dares to provoke my family will die. Not even the Heavenly King himself could save them!"

Wang Yuan’e’s mouth opened as if to say something, but his pupils slowly dilated, and his head slumped powerlessly.

Wang Yuan’e was dead!

Just then, Wang Tao roared, "Brothers, level the Martial Arts Association for me!"

The members of the Dragon King Pavilion behind him roared in unison, "Kill!"

An overwhelming killing intent instantly soared into the sky, so powerful it seemed to stir the clouds and change the color of the landscape.

Seeing that both Tong Bin and Wang Yuan’e had been killed, the members of the Martial Arts Association were scared out of their wits.

At this, the butler gritted his teeth and shouted, "Brothers, we can’t just surrender! Fight them to the death!"

The members of the Martial Arts Association roared in unison, "Kill!"

Just as a bloody battle seemed inevitable, the sound of urgent footsteps echoed from outside. Soon, a fully armed platoon of garrison soldiers rushed in, the dark muzzles of their guns already aimed at everyone present.

Immediately after, a cold voice rang out from behind them, "Hands on your head and get on the ground, now! Otherwise, you will be killed without mercy!"

As the voice spoke, a stunningly beautiful female general in a blood-red battle robe strode forward.

The Great Xia Eastern Domain War God: Meng Jiaxin!

The members of the Martial Arts Association no longer dared to resist. They threw down their weapons and all dropped to their knees.

The butler at the back was overjoyed to see Meng Jiaxin. He stumbled over and yelled urgently, "Meng War God! The members of the Dragon King Pavilion brought men to storm our Martial Arts Association and are on a killing spree! They clearly have no respect for the law or the authorities! Please, Meng War God, take action and execute every last one of them!"

But Meng Jiaxin didn’t even spare him a glance. She walked right up to Ye Feng and said calmly, "Xiaofeng, Big Sister is here to back you up."

’Big Sister?’

BOOM!

It was as if a bolt of lightning had struck the butler. He froze on the spot, completely dumbfounded. He never would have imagined that Meng Jiaxin was on Ye Feng’s side.

At that moment, Meng Jiaxin turned her head, looked at the butler, and said calmly, "So, you’re the ones who wanted to bully my Xiaofeng?"

"We wouldn’t dare!" The butler could no longer bear the pressure. His legs gave out, and he collapsed to his knees, trembling violently.

"We wouldn’t dare!" The remaining members of the Martial Arts Association also had their spirits broken. They all threw down their weapons, knelt obediently, and not a single one dared to look up.

Meng Jiaxin said nonchalantly, "All this talent... what a waste."

Then, she looked at an adjutant beside her and ordered calmly, "Take all of them to the Eastern Domain. They can build fortifications."

"No!" the butler wailed, collapsing completely to the ground.

The garrison soldiers behind him rushed forward and, without another word, dragged the butler and the rest of the Martial Arts Association members out like dead dogs.

At that moment, the phone in the pocket of Wang Yuan’e on the ground began to ring.

Ye Feng walked over, took out the phone, and answered it. A confident voice came from the other end, "Chairman Wang, you’ve captured Ye Feng already, right? Remember to leave him alive and send him to the Imperial Capital as soon as possible. There’s a certain matter that requires his involvement."

"What kind of matter?" Ye Feng asked, his eyes narrowing slightly.

"It’s about an item..." The person on the other end said, but then suddenly stopped, realizing something. He shouted in surprise,

"How do you have Chairman Wang’s phone? Who are you?"

Ye Feng replied calmly, "Wang Yuan’e is already dead, which is why I have his phone. As for who I am... listen closely. I am the Ye Feng you want to capture and bring to the Imperial Capital."

"You... you’re actually unharmed?" the person on the other end exclaimed in shock.

Ye Feng chuckled. "I’m doing just fine. Even if you die, I’ll still be doing just fine.

You listen to me. You want to capture me, is that right? I’ll be heading to the Imperial Capital soon enough. I’ll deliver myself right to your door. But as for who will be dying then... that’s not so certain!"

As his voice fell, he squeezed his right hand with sudden force, crushing the phone into a twisted hunk of metal. ’So they’ve been after the thing I have all along. Martial Arts Association... now we have a real feud!’

In an instant, a bone-chilling killing intent radiated outwards.