Chapter 343: Whether to Erase Yue Country, Awaiting Your Command

Chapter 343: Chapter 343: Whether to Erase Yue Country, Awaiting Your Command

Li Hao spun around, his pupils shrinking abruptly. "This bastard... oh no, Ye Feng is your brother?"

Meng Jiaxin nodded and said in a cold voice, "You dare to have designs on my sister-in-law. You’re looking for death."

With that, she brandished her longsword and roared, "Men, charge with me!"

She then took the lead, charging toward Li Hao and his followers.

Li Hao, leading his defeated remnants, turned back.

At that moment, Xia Xingyu pointed her longsword forward and barked coldly, "This path is blocked!"

Li Hao stared at Xia Xingyu, his eyes instantly turning bloodshot. "Bitch, since you’re determined to fight to the bitter end, then I’ll grant you your wish."

Finishing his words, he roared, "Where are the National Preceptors of the twelve nations?"

"Present!"

"Present!"

"Present!"

As soon as Li Hao’s voice fell, twelve elderly men stood in unison behind him.

Li Hao looked at Xia Xingyu and spoke coldly. "Do you have any idea what cultivation level these National Preceptors have? Let me tell you: every single one is a Tier Five Martial Immortal. I refuse to believe you have masters of that caliber. So what if you have numbers? Even if you manage to take down all of us National Preceptors, you will pay a devastating price.

Xia Xingyu, since you’ve pushed me this far, don’t blame me for what comes next."

Then, he pointed at Ye Feng. "And you, you bastard. You used tricks and schemes to nearly annihilate my ten-million-strong allied army. You deserve to die more than anyone. You won’t be leaving here alive today either."

When Xia Yanran heard this, her face went pale. She looked at Xia Chuan beside her and cried out anxiously, "Grandfather, so many masters! How are we supposed to fight them?"

Xia Chuan’s expression was grave as he spoke. "We fight with everything we have. Who lives in the end will just be a matter of luck."

With that, he tucked his wine flask into his belt and strode forward.

Xia Xingyu’s expression was also incredibly grave. She raised her longsword and roared, "Men, fight to the death!"

"To the death!" the soldiers behind her roared as one, preparing to charge with Xia Xingyu.

Their voices were filled with grim determination. They knew this battle would be a slaughter, but for their queen, they would fight to the death.

But just then, Ye Feng raised a hand to stop Xia Xingyu and said calmly, "I’ve said it before. To deal with these ants, I alone am enough."

Xia Xingyu was absolutely livid. She glared at Ye Feng and shouted, "Ye Feng, I know you have some skills, but do you have any idea who you’re facing? National Preceptors! Those are National Preceptors! They’re ultimate masters at Tier Five Martial Immortal or higher! Can you take them on? You can’t!"

Ye Feng, however, replied calmly, "Whether I can or not, you’re about to find out."

"You..." Xia Xingyu looked at Ye Feng, her eyes filled with disappointment. ’Why does this guy love to brag so much?’

At that moment, Li Hao, on the opposite side, looked at Ye Feng and burst into wild, unbridled laughter. "You bastard, I can see you’ve got some skills. But with just that, you think you can act so presumptuously before my twelve National Preceptors? Let me tell you, you’re not nearly enough. Since you’re so eager to die, I’ll be the one to send you on your way."

With that, he looked at the twelve National Preceptors and said coldly, "I request the National Preceptors to act. Cripple this bastard."

The twelve elderly men acknowledged the order and pounced toward Ye Feng.

Ye Feng chuckled and met them head-on. The two sides collided heavily.

With a world-shaking BOOM, the two sides were instantly separated, but they crashed together again just as quickly.

Instantly, colossal booms resounded through the world. Waist-thick trees in the vicinity were snapped in two, falling in a tangled mess. Giant boulders on the mountain were shattered, their fragments sent flying in all directions. The scale of the destruction was utterly astounding, shaking the heavens and the earth as a cloud of dust and smoke billowed into the sky.

Xia Yanran stared into the dust cloud, a worried expression on her face, and called out, "Sister, he’s facing twelve Tier Five Martial Immortal masters all by himself. Do you think he has any hope of winning?"

Her voice had barely faded when Li Hao, on the other side, sneered, "One person wants to fight twelve National Preceptors? Do you think that’s possible? Don’t forget, these twelve are all ultimate masters at Tier Five Martial Immortal. They represent the strongest combat power of twelve nations! A mere ant like him thinks he can stand against them? In his dreams!"

Just then, the chaos within the dust cloud finally fell silent.

Xia Xingyu’s beautiful face paled in an instant.

’He... is he really dead?’

Li Hao looked at the worried Xia Xingyu and said with a smug smile, "The fight should be over by now. Just you wait. That bastard is definitely a cold corpse by now. I guarantee it."

But his voice had barely faded when a calm voice rang out from within the dust, "What you guarantee isn’t worth a fart!"

As the voice faded, a young man walked out from the dust cloud, his hands clasped behind his back.

Seeing the young man, Xia Yanran screamed, "Ye Feng! It’s Ye Feng!"

With that, she rushed in front of Ye Feng, ready to pounce on him.

But Ye Feng just frowned, a look of disgust on his face as he quickly sidestepped.

Xia Yanran: ’You have GOT to be kidding me!’

Just then, the opposing Li Hao looked at Ye Feng and shouted in astonishment, "How are you still alive? Where are the twelve National Preceptors?"

By now, the dust had completely settled.

An operations staff officer glanced toward the center of the field and, a moment later, couldn’t help but scream, "Your Highness, look!"

Li Hao glanced quizzically in the direction the officer was pointing. The next moment, it was as if he had been struck by a sledgehammer. He froze on the spot, utterly dumbfounded.

He saw with his own eyes, in the center of the field, twelve figures kneeling in unison on the ground, their heads bowed low. They were perfectly still, clearly devoid of life.

When Li Hao finally managed to react, he looked at Ye Feng and shrieked, "How is that possible? How could you possibly kill twelve Tier Five Martial Immortal National Preceptors? This is impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

But before his words could fade, Ye Feng’s body flickered. He was already in front of Li Hao, his hand clamping down on his neck and lifting him off the ground. Looking at him, Ye Feng said coldly, "You dared to have designs on my fiancée. You deserve to die."

Seeing the undisguised killing intent in Ye Feng’s eyes, Li Hao roared in fury, "You bastard! If you dare to touch a single hair on my head today, my Yue Country will never let you go—"

But before he could finish, Ye Feng’s phone rang urgently. Ye Feng casually answered it, and a man’s voice came from the other end. "Commander, all Qilin Battalion elites have reached Yue Country. The royal palace has been eliminated, and its king, Old Wang, is now in our custody. We await your command on whether or not to annihilate Yue Country."

Hearing this, Li Hao looked at Ye Feng and screamed, "You... you’re actually the commander of the world’s number one assassin organization, the Qilin Battalion!"

The next moment, his face went deathly pale. He looked at Ye Feng, all his arrogance gone. He forced a smile and cried out, "Lord Commander, I was wrong! I apologize! As long as you let me go, I promise I’ll never harass Malaysia again..."

But before Li Hao could finish his words, something unexpected happened!