Imperishable War God

When Ye Chenfeng said this, the originally noisy hall instantly became extremely quiet, so quiet that even a pin drop could be heard!    

    

All eyes were on them.    

    

Two young men around the same age stood face to face.    

    

Ye Chenfeng was a little taller. He lowered his head to look at Yuan Tian Feng with an extremely cold expression.    

    

The disciple that killed the saint, Yuan Tianfeng, was slightly shorter than Ye Chenfeng. He raised his head and stared at Ye Chenfeng, his face was completely red.    

    

In the Saint-level, no one had ever dared to speak to him like that before.    

    

When Yuan Tian Feng heard Ye Chenfeng's words, he momentarily forgot how to respond!    

    

After a long while, he finally said with a hoarse voice, "You … You dare to call me trash?! "    

    

Ye Chenfeng frowned and revealed a weird expression and said, "You aren't trash, what are you?"    

    

"You're courting death!" Yuan Tian Feng was furious. He turned his palm into a blade and slashed towards Ye Chenfeng's chest.    

    

"He dares to fight against Ye Chenfeng with this level of trash?" The surrounding group of expert shook their heads.    

    

Carefree Hall prohibited fighting.    

    

Yuan Tiefeng provoked him first and then was provoked by Ye Chenfeng's words. He was truly stupid to the extreme.    

    

"Bam!"    

    

Under everyone's gazes, Yuan Tian Feng's hand cut Ye Chenfeng's chest.    

    

In the midst of the muffled sound, a terrifying force exploded out, causing cries of alarm to ring out from the crowd!    

    

"…"    

    

Yuan Tianfeng was dumbfounded.    

    

At this moment, he finally remembered that the man in front of him had used four punches to destroy the Sage realm Skeleton Giant and then crushed Peerless Heavenly Monarch with a single kick a few days ago!    

    

How could someone like him, who was in the early stage of the semi-sage realm, be a match for him?    

    

However, he had already swung out his hand blade and hit his opponent squarely in the chest. It was already too late to retract it now!    

    

"You are called Yuan Tian Feng, you are a disciple of the Saints?"    

    

Ye Chenfeng remained motionless and asked indifferently.    

    

The surrounding people started to discuss, "Everyone says that Ye Chenfeng is too fearless, the moment he entered the Sacred Domain, he beat up the commanders of Luan Tian Hall, and even injured two of them, Palace Emissary. Looks like it's only this much, once I heard that the other party is a disciple who killed Saints, I didn't even dare to make a move!"    

    

"It's not only as simple as killing the Sacred Disciples, this is Carefree Palace!" Even if Palace Emissary, an existence at the same level as him were to fight here, he would still have to bear the consequences! "    

    

"So, this slash of Yuan Tian Feng's, it doesn't matter if it's cut or not. Ye Chenfeng doesn't even dare to resist?"    

    

"Hehe, killing the Great Saint is a very protective act. Who would dare to touch his disciple?"    

    

Hearing the discussions around him, the panic in Yuan Tiefeng's eyes quickly disappeared and was replaced by arrogance.    

    

He raised his head and looked at Ye Chenfeng mockingly before sneering, "That's right, I am Yuan Tian Feng, the disciple that killed the Saint Lord!"    

    

"Ye! Kneel down and apologize!"    

    

The gazes of the surrounding expert s all became cold.    

    

They were happy to watch the fight between Ye Chenfeng and Yuan Tianfeng.    

    

However, Yuan Tianfeng was making every inch of it. It was truly a bit of a burden to watch.    

    

expert had the dignity of a expert, but at this level of existence, one could kill and not be humiliated.    

    

This Yuan Tian Feng was usually arrogant and despotic. If he bullied this today and that tomorrow, he would dare to make a move against them in Xiao Yao Palace. In the future, he might even point a finger at their noses and make them kneel down!    

    

Many people looked at Yuan Tianfeng and laughed coldly.    

    

At this moment, Ye Chenfeng shook his head and said, "You can't be the disciple that killed the Saint Lord."    

    

"I haven't even come to the Saint-level, but I've already heard of the legends of the slaying of the Saints."    

    

"How could I accept an idiot like you when I killed Sir Sheng?"    

    

"Yuan Tian Feng, how dare you! You dare to pretend to be a disciple that killed the Great Saint? You dare to hit someone in Carefree Palace? I think you're tired of living!"    

    

As he said that, Ye Chenfeng slapped him across the face.    

    

The pitiful Yuan Tianfeng was able to make a name for himself in the outside world, but how could he avoid Ye Chenfeng's slap?    

    

Yuan Tian Feng screamed out before he was able to react. His entire body was sent flying and he crashed into a pillar.    

    

Countless runes and dazzling light immediately flashed on the pillar, reflecting Yuan Tianfeng back.    

    

Seeing Yuan Tian Feng's body rebound, Ye Chenfeng raised his foot and kicked Yuan Tian Feng's abdomen.    

    

Yuan Tianfeng let out a weird cry as he was sent into the air. Then, he fell heavily onto the ground on all fours.    

    

"…"    

    

The entire hall fell silent once more.    

    

Putting aside the discussions, even the sound of breathing seemed to have disappeared.    

    

Amongst the crowd, Duan Chenxue rubbed her forehead helplessly and smiled bitterly. "Your temper is still the same as it was back then …"    

    

Behind him, Yu Linglong coldly said, "He seriously injured a disciple of the Slaughter Fiend Sect in Carefree Palace. He must be tired of living!"    

    

Duan Chenxue frowned and hooked her fingers.    

    

Demon God Guards immediately came over respectfully.    

    

Duan Chenxue whispered a few words into The Demon God Guard's ear. The Demon God Guard nodded and then disappeared in a flash.    

    

At this moment, the sound of a sword being unsheathed rang out.    

    

The group of people that followed behind Yuan Tian Feng all pulled out their swords and sabers and pointed them at Ye Chenfeng!    

    

"Stop!"    

    

Seeing that chaos was about to break out, an incomparably dignified voice sounded out.    

    

A middle-aged man wearing an embroidered robe appeared in the middle of Ye Chenfeng and Yuan Tian Feng.    

    

"Hall Master Xing, Ba Yueming!"    

    

Ye Chenfeng's heart couldn't help but skip a beat when he saw the person in front of him.    

    

500 years ago, Ba Yueming was already a Hall Master of the Punishment Hall, an existence at the Saint level!    

    

He never thought that he would personally step in for the sake of this small matter in Xiao Yao Palace!    

    

A bright light flashed across Ba Yue Ming's eyes. After glancing at Ye Chenfeng, his gaze shifted to Yuan Tian Feng, who was still groaning on the ground.    

    

"You two have the guts to fight in Carefree Palace!"    

    

With his hands behind his back, the aura around Ba Yue Ming suddenly erupted.    

    

The group of people closest to him cried out in alarm as they continuously retreated!    

    

However, Ye Chenfeng stood rooted to the ground, not moving at all!    

    

"Hey!"    

    

Ba Yueming couldn't help but be slightly surprised when he released his aura and didn't actually push Ye Chenfeng back.    

    

Ye Chenfeng raised his head and said indifferently, "Everyone here is watching. This donkey provoked me first and attacked later."    

    

"I was only forced to counterattack because my blood was boiling from a single blow from him."    

    

"His beating has caused his Qi and blood to churn …" Black lines covered Ba Yueming's face.    

    

Even an idiot would be able to tell that Yuan Tian Feng's knife was scratching an itch for you.    

    

What was he talking about? What was he talking about? What was he trying to do? What was he trying to do? What was he trying to do?!    

    

However, as the hall master of the Punishment Hall, even though he knew that Ye Chenfeng was lying, he was still unable to reason with him.    

    

If one had to blame someone, he could only blame Yuan Tianfeng for being stupid.    

    

No matter how weird it was, Yuan Tianfeng could only blame himself for his weak skills.    

    

Ba Yue Ming looked at the symbol on Ye Chenfeng's chest and laughed: "You are Luan Tian Hall's commander, Ye Chenfeng? "I've heard of you. You've been in the limelight recently."    

    

"It's me." Ye Chenfeng replied with a tone that was neither servile nor overbearing.    

    

Ba Yue Ming nodded his head and slowly walked to Yuan Tian Feng. Squatting down, he coldly said, "Brat, I remember I once warned you that there are some rules that cannot be broken in the Saint realm."    

    

"How do you want to settle this?"    

    

As he said this, Ba Yueming's body emitted a terrifying coldness.    

    

Yuan Tian Feng, who was moaning, suddenly shivered. He scrambled to his feet and said, "Hall Master Ba has misunderstood me. I didn't violate the rules. I didn't fight with Chenfeng …" We've been friends for many years, and since we've met again, we can't help but be happy. That's why I'm joking! "    

    

"Right, it's just a joke!"    

    

"Morning Wind, don't you agree?"    

    

Yuan Tianfeng, who had grown up in the Saint realm, was very clear on the laws of the Saint realm.    

    

He was also well aware of Hall Master Xing's fearsomeness.    

    

If this matter were to reach the Discipline Hall, the two of them would not be able to bear the consequences!    

    

He, who had first provoked and then attacked, was definitely the most miserable of them all!    

    

Yuan Tian Feng's reaction was extremely fast. Upon hearing Ba Yue Ming's words, he knew that due to his close relationship with the Saint Lord of the Luan Tian Hall, the Saint Sea Saint, Ba Yue Ming wanted to make small things out of nothing. That was why he called him 'Morning Wind' and it gave Ye Chenfeng goosebumps.    

    

Ye Chenfeng, who understood the rules of the Saint realm very well, laughed coldly in his heart when he saw Yuan Tiefeng show his weakness. Then, he said, "That's right. I'm old acquaintances with him. We used to like to play around in the past."    

    

"Every time he gets itchy, he gets me to beat him up."    

    

"It's a light beating, but he's still unhappy!"    

    

Yuan Tianfeng's face turned from red to black.    

    

When the crowd heard this, they nearly burst out laughing.    

    

Ba Yue Ming looked at Ye Chenfeng with a smile that wasn't a smile, slightly nodded and said, "Even if you're joking, you need to have some sense of propriety. Next time, don't come to Carefree Palace to joke around."    

    

"See how much trouble you're making?"    

    

"Even an old bone like me was disturbed."    

    

After saying this, Ba Yue Ming's body rapidly turned illusory and then disappeared.    

    

"Hey, are you okay?"    

    

Ye Chenfeng walked in front of Yuan Tian Feng, put his arm around the latter's shoulder, and gave him a very intimate look. Then, he clapped the latter's chest three times.    

    

"Bam!"    

    

"Bam!"    

    

"Bam!"    

    

With every slap, the corners of the surrounding people's eyes would jump as well.    

    

On the other hand, Yuan Tiefeng, who was about to speak, felt his vision darken and he nearly lost his breath!    

    

"You, you, you …"    

    

Yuan Tian Feng pointed at Ye Chenfeng. You … you … for a long time, you didn't say anything.    

    

Ye Chenfeng let go of his hand and turned around casually. He said faintly, "Old friend, I'll treat you to a drink next time."    

    

"…" Yuan Tianfeng stared at Ye Chenfeng's back and gnashed his teeth.    

    

If looks could kill, Ye Chenfeng should have been chopped into pieces by him.    

    

Dongfang Wuhen looked at the miserable Yuan Tian Feng, as if she was looking at herself all those years ago, and a peculiar feeling rose in her heart.    

    

"Fortunately... Fortunately I am broad-minded and am not a vindictive villain. Otherwise, Dongfang Family and I would not exist anymore. "    

    

Dongfang Wuhen felt chills down her spine.    

    

Duan Qing hit Dongfang Wuhen on the back of her head and shouted, "What are you thinking about? Hurry up and catch up with them. Thinking of those rewards, I can't wait anymore!"    

    

Dongfang Wuhen frowned and muttered, "You old fart. Seeing that the morning wind did not make things difficult for Duan Chenxue, you've returned to that shameless appearance, haven't you?"    

    

"Last time, you lent me a hundred thousand primeval stone. If you don't return it this time, I won't rest until you're done with it!"    

    

The surrounding crowd of spectators finally dispersed.    

    

One after another, the stories about this kid who had the same surname as Morning Wind Medicine King spread throughout the Sacred Domain.    

    

"He even dared to hit the disciple of the Sage who killed the Sage. Tsk tsk, incredible!"