Ultimate Master in the City

Chapter 427 - 426: An Expert? How High?

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Chapter 427: Chapter 426: An Expert? How High?

The newcomer wore a suit of dark red Qilin armor and held a Qilin spear. His bearing was magnificent, as imposing as a mountain.

Upon seeing the newcomer, Blood Phoenix cried out in excitement, "Ye Feng, you’re finally okay!"

But just then, Duncan, seeing Ye Feng from a distance, shrieked, "Ye Feng, what are you doing rushing out here? Are you trying to get yourself killed? Hurry and call your master over!"

The Fengdu Emperor on the other side, however, just chuckled. "Thinking of calling for backup? A pity there’s no longer a chance for that!"

Ye Feng looked at the Fengdu Emperor and said coldly, "My master isn’t coming. I can kill you just fine on my own..."

"HA HA..." The moment Ye Feng finished speaking, the Fengdu Emperor erupted into wild, unrestrained laughter:

"You ignorant little brat! Have you already forgotten how I thrashed you like a dog just moments ago?

And now you dare to run your mouth in front of me? Who do you think you are? Hand over the item, and I might consider sparing these ants by your side. Otherwise, they will all die with you..."

The instant he finished speaking, Ye Feng’s body flickered. The next moment, he appeared before the Emperor like a phantom, the Qilin spear in his hand thrusting straight for his heart.

The Fengdu Emperor sneered in contempt. "I told you, you have no right to act so arrogant before me. I could stand here without moving, and you still wouldn’t be able to break my defense..."

But the words had barely left his lips when he felt a sudden sense of mortal danger. The Fengdu Emperor’s expression changed in an instant. He violently raised his greatsword and swung it down at the Qilin spear.

Seeing this, Han Qiang shrieked, "Ye Feng, you’re not his match! Don’t fight him head-on! Get out of here, or you’ll die here today too..."

Before he could finish, an ear-splitting explosion rang out. The next moment, he watched in astonishment as the Fengdu Emperor stumbled backward—a full six steps—before he finally regained his footing.

At this, Han Qiang froze. Everyone present was stunned.

’Ye Feng actually knocked the Fengdu Emperor back? How is that possible!’

The Fengdu Emperor stared at Ye Feng, his eyes filled with disbelief. "You brat... In such a short time, your cultivation has improved this much? You’re actually capable of contending with me now.

The power that item has to raise one’s cultivation... it’s truly heaven-defying. If I had it, my dream of ruling the world would be realized in an instant! HA HA! Excellent! Ye Feng, thank you for delivering this treasure to me. I’ll gladly take it off your hands!"

With that, he stomped his feet and charged Ye Feng like a bolt of lightning, bringing his greatsword down in a crushing overhead strike.

Behind them, Han Qiang yelled frantically, "Ye Feng, you only caught him off guard! You can’t possibly beat him! Get out of here now..."

The words had barely left his lips when the greatsword and the Qilin spear collided once more. A nearly blinding flash of light erupted, followed by another deafening explosion.

Everyone watched, wide-eyed, as the Fengdu Emperor was sent flying like a cannonball. He crashed directly into a massive tree—one so thick it would take a person’s full embrace to circle—and snapped it clean in two. The Fengdu Emperor slid to the ground, opened his mouth, and with a GUSH, sprayed a mouthful of blood.

Everyone present nearly had their eyes pop out of their sockets. ’The Fengdu Emperor, who was supposed to be invincible in their eyes, was actually injured by Ye Feng?’

Just then, the Fengdu Emperor scrambled up from the ground. He stared at Ye Feng and shrieked, "Impossible! This is absolutely impossible! You were nothing but an ant who only reached Daoist Saint Tier One with the help of that Qilin set! How could you possibly stand up to me, a master at Daoist Saint Tier Two!"

Ye Feng looked at the Fengdu Emperor and said coldly, "Who told you I’m at Daoist Saint Tier One? That’s ancient history."

"Then what is your cultivation level now?" the Fengdu Emperor asked in astonishment.

Just then, Deng Ling’Er stepped forward, looked at the Fengdu Emperor, and announced coldly:

"Someone who can thrash a Daoist Saint Tier Two expert like you into the dirt must be at Daoist Saint Tier Three, of course!"

"Daoist Saint Tier Three... You’re actually at Daoist Saint Tier Three now!" the Fengdu Emperor shrieked. The next instant, a flicker of terror crossed his eyes.

He stared at Ye Feng, grinding his teeth. "You just wait! I’ll be back to deal with you!"

With that, he stomped his feet and turned to leave. But he hadn’t taken more than a few steps before a dark red figure blocked his path, the tip of a Qilin spear already pressed against his chest.

Ye Feng’s voice followed, colder than ice:

"You slaughtered over eighty members of my Ye family and nearly harmed my loved ones. And now you think you can just walk away?

Dream on. You’re staying right here!"

With that, he braced his spear, preparing to run the Emperor through. But the Fengdu Emperor let out a cold chuckle. "Ye Feng, if you dare to kill me, all of your loved ones will die with me!"

Ye Feng’s spear froze. The Fengdu Emperor watched him, a cold, mocking smile on his face as he spoke:

"I’ve already sent my men to the Great Xia Empire to deal with those women of yours.

If I’m not mistaken, they should all be under my control by now.

If you kill me now, they will all die with me. That’s not an outcome you’d like to see, is it?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Yun’Er cried out, "Impossible! Ye Feng already arranged for masters to protect his women! Your men can’t possibly lay a single finger on them!"

The Fengdu Emperor let out another cold laugh. "Masters? How masterful are they? Are they as strong as the heavens? Can they defeat the King of Chujiang? Can they defeat King Qin Guang? And even if there was someone who could handle them, could they possibly stand against the Western Ghost Emperor?"

"You... you sent the Western Ghost Emperor?!" Chen Yun’Er gasped. The next moment, her face turned as white as a sheet.

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