Chapter 1464 - 1463: Hong Ye Takes Action

Chapter 1464: Chapter 1463: Hong Ye Takes Action

Seeing Hong Ye suddenly appear in front, Fengmo Taiyi was initially stunned, then a sinister expression quickly appeared on his face, and he coldly shouted, "Another one courting death, since you desire it so much, I shall grant your wish!"

Instead of slowing down, Fengmo Taiyi accelerated, his eyes filled with murderous intent. The claw reaching for Wugong Qian Dai suddenly expanded, swelling to twice its size, and its speed vastly increased. Wugong Qian Dai could no longer discern Fengmo Taiyi’s figure, and when she did, Fengmo Taiyi had already lunged, as if he intended to pierce through both her and Hong Ye’s bodies!

Faced with Fengmo Taiyi’s ferocious assault, Hong Ye’s lips instead curled into a faint smile. Just as Wugong Qian Dai was about to close her eyes to embrace her fate, suddenly, from Hong Ye’s seemingly fragile body, a ring of eerie white flames dispersed outward.

From the ring of eerie white flames, a terrifying wave swept forth, and the next moment, a gigantic White Bone Palm suddenly emerged from within, fiercely striking forward.

"What?"

The unexpected Giant Bone Hand made Fengmo Taiyi flinch in shock; however, it was too late for him to retreat. A fierce expression flickered in his eyes as he fiercely thrust his claw forward!

Bang!

The sound of an astonishing collision reverberated, followed by a "crack"; Fengmo Taiyi’s claw suddenly twisted, shattered under the blow of the Giant Bone Hand, snapping his bones!

With a scream, Fengmo Taiyi staggered back, looking in horror at his disfigured claw; his finger joints were almost entirely broken, and his right hand was ruined!

That seemingly frail young woman was capable of such terrifying techniques!

The members of the Wugong Family were all taken aback, especially the Third Elder, who was dumbfounded. Who was Fengmo Taiyi? He was the Second Elder of the Fengmo Clan, his cultivation long reaching the Fourth Level of Saint Dao. Yet, he was defeated in a single move by this young woman, leaving in disgrace?

Who in the world was this red-clothed woman?

Wugong Qian Dai likewise widened her mouth in shock, looking at Hong Ye, her face reflecting disbelief. The other’s age should be similar to hers; how could she possess such terrifying power?

Swoosh!

At this moment, Ling Chen also gently glided forward, like a willow leaf, landing not far in front of Fengmo Taiyi.

"Master."

Hong Ye slightly bowed towards Ling Chen.

Upon hearing "Master," the members of the Wugong Family seemed petrified. This red-clothed woman was so abnormal, yet merely a servant of this man?

If the servant was this powerful, what about the master?

Wugong Qian Dai couldn’t help but look towards Ling Chen, who remained indifferent and graceful, causing her to feel almost suffocated.

"Who are you?"

Fengmo Taiyi looked at Hong Ye and Ling Chen with some horror; he, a strong figure at the Fourth Realm of Saint Path, was actually defeated by a young girl. What identity did these two hold?

"Go back and tell Fengmo Rizang that three days later, your Fengmo Clan members need not come."

Ling Chen didn’t answer Fengmo Taiyi, merely glancing at him lightly, "Because I have protected the Wugong Family."

"You have protected?"

Fengmo Taiyi’s pupils first contracted, then he laughed uproariously, his smile twisted and mad, then his gaze suddenly darkened, "Truly daring words, you two brats still wet behind the ears, you really think my Fengmo Clan is made of clay?"

The Fengmo Clan was one of the top clans in Yingzhou, powerful and abundant in experts, yet Ling Chen and Hong Ye were just juniors daring to speak such flamboyant words, truly ignorant of danger!

Hong Ye coldly laughed, "I don’t know if your Fengmo Clan is made of clay, but your Fengmo Clan’s Great Elder was merely defeated by my master."

"Haha, ridiculous!"

Fengmo Taiyi was incredulous; the power of Fengmo Rizang, how could he be defeated by just a few people? All those people were renowned experts in Yingzhou; there wasn’t anyone as young among them...wait, suddenly Fengmo Taiyi remembered a person, Fengmo Rizang did lose to a young guy at the Ise Shrine not long ago, that boy named Ling Chen.

He abruptly lifted his head, his gaze fell on the young man before him—is this guy Ling Chen?

Realizing this, he could no longer laugh.

"Why is this boy here?"

Fengmo Taiyi’s eyes flickered uncertainly; he came to San Chuan Island to show off and enjoy the frightened looks from the Wugong Family, but ended up running into this plague?

The name Ling Chen was like a plague god for the Fengmo Clan; only their Clan Leader could deal with him!

He absolutely didn’t have the ability.

"Not leaving? Does Your Excellency wish to stay as a guest?"

Ling Chen raised his eyebrow, speaking calmly.

"Retreat!"

Fengmo Taiyi’s expression changed dramatically, immediately waving to the group of Fengmo Ninja behind him, then suddenly rose into the air, transforming into a black gale shooting up into the sky!

Yet his gaze flickered intensely; Ling Chen was undoubtedly strong, but this time, it’s not only the Fengmo Family targeting the Wugong Family, but also the Shangquan Family, another top-tier clan!

No matter how strong Ling Chen was, he was a solitary figure in Yingzhou, isolated and weak; how could he possibly fight against two major clans?

"Ignorant brat, this time, let us Fengmo Clan thoroughly deal with you!"

Fengmo Taiyi’s eyes flashed with coldness, his form abruptly accelerated, swiftly disappearing into the sky.

Seeing Fengmo Taiyi and others retreat in disarray, the young disciples of the Wugong Family breathed a sigh of relief, then one by one they looked at Ling Chen, eyes filled with an incredible expression, all knowing that Fengmo Taiyi’s retreat was entirely due to their fear of this person!

Ling Chen alone, deterred a dozen or so ninjas from the Fengmo Clan, including their Second Elder Fengmo Taiyi!

What a show of power, what might!

The Third Elder of the Wugong Family, and the young expert who previously wanted to attack Ling Chen, had faces turning green and white; they had thought the other was here to cause trouble, and hadn’t given Ling Chen a welcoming demeanor.

"Thank you, senior, for your assist!"

Wugong Qian Dai’s face was solemn as she cupped her fists toward Ling Chen, showing gratitude.

Although Ling Chen was merely of the same age, on Tianyuan Continent, strength was revered; Ling Chen’s power made him a senior, regardless of age.