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Chapter 575 Who will tell me, what are the consequences?

"Let me go, are you a fucking retard?"

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

After Zuo Hu heard Ye Wenchan's words, he was stunned for a moment, and then became angry.

This was the first time in so many years that he had been provoked so contemptuously.

Especially, the other party is an ordinary person who looks harmless to humans and animals!

He instantly released his powerful mental power and crushed Ye Wenchan.

The mental power of the third stage of the Flying Moon Realm shrouded Song Qing, and he felt the terrifying pressure head on.

"two……"

Facing Zuo Hu's mental power, Ye Wenchan didn't care at all, but calmly put away one finger.

"You are looking for death!"

Zuo Hu swung his broad sword fiercely, and the huge sword blade was like an iron plate, and he slapped Ye Wenchan's head hard.

The terrifying momentum is like the weight of Mount Tai, making people feel suffocated when facing them.

Even if it were Song Qing standing here, he would be crushed to pieces by this sword!

When Chu Tian and others saw this scene, they closed their eyes subconsciously and did not dare to look.

Only Song Qing looked at Ye Wenchan with confidence.

He knew Ye Wenchan's strength, so he was naturally not afraid, but rather slightly excited.

He wanted to see how Ye Wenchan would deal with this broad sword.

The disciples of Sword Refining Mountain are all good at the art of swords, and Zuo Hu is considered the best among them.

Song Qing realized that if he were in Ye Wenchan's position, he would definitely avoid him.

However, Ye Wenchan did not make any evasive movements. He just pointed his unfolded index finger at Zuo Hu's broad sword!

Seeing Ye Wenchan's action, everyone was shocked.

Is this guy a fool?

Zuo Hu's broad sword is wider than his body and as thick as a human body. It is an iron plate. This guy actually poked it with his finger. Do you think your bones are too hard and want to feel the feeling of fracture?

But the next moment, everyone was stunned.

'Bang...'

Under Ye Wenchan's finger, the broad sword in Zuo Hu's hand stopped in the air.

"How is that possible?"

Everyone looked at Ye Wenchan and the broad sword in confusion.

At this moment, the broad sword was like a door panel, diagonally above Ye Wenchan.

Ye Wenchan, on the other hand, had a calm expression and held the broad sword with one finger.

On the other side, Zuo Hu's face turned red, as if he had used all his strength to push the broad sword down, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not move the broad sword down at all.

"one!"

At this moment, Ye Wenchan uttered the last word, and then raised his finger forward.

'Plop...'

The broad sword, when Ye Wenchan poked it, turned back 180 degrees and struck Zuo Hu straight on the head!

"ah……"

At this moment, Zuo Hu looked at the broad sword that had been with him for decades and slapped it back. He was unable to resist, and his head came into close contact with the blade of the broad sword!

‘Bang bang…’

A crackling sound sounded, and Zuo Hu's forehead was obviously sunken.

The big eyes were also widened, blood was spurting out from the mouth, and the whole person fell backwards in an instant.

That broad sword also pressed him down, like a coffin board, pinning Zuo Hu underneath!

'hiss……'

Everyone took a breath!

"Senior Brother Zuo Hu!"

"Dead...dead?"

A disciple from the Sword Refining Mountain climbed under Kuan Jian and tried to rescue him, but found that Zuo Hu below had a dent in his forehead and his nose and face were all smashed. He was so frightened that his legs twisted and his face turned pale.

Song Qing looked at Ye Wenchan with fear, and found that he seemed to have underestimated the methods of this sixth senior brother.

This Sixth Senior Brother is so domineering!

People don't talk much!

If you don't listen to me, I will stab you with one finger.

Not a single word of nonsense.

"Bastard, do you know what you did?"

A disciple from Sword Refining Mountain asked Ye Wenchan angrily.

"Just killing people!"

Ye Wenchan replied, and then pointed out that this disciple from Sword Refining Mountain didn't even have time to say anything, and then his head was shattered and he fell to the ground!

"Drop the storage bag and survive if you break your arm, otherwise, you will die!"

Ye Wenchan's eyes were cold and his words fell like a mountain.

"..."

The disciples of Sword Refining Mountain were in a collective mess.

The white-clothed disciples in Zhaixing Tower were equally sluggish.

This guy really kills people without blinking an eye!

"Drop the storage bags!"

An inner disciple of Sword Refining Mountain turned pale and was the first to take off his storage bag and throw it on the ground.

The other disciples of Sword Refining Mountain also bowed their heads, took off their storage bags and threw them on the ground dejectedly.

"Is that okay?"

The inner disciple looked at Ye Wenchan and said.

"Broken arm, otherwise, death!"

Ye Wenchan's expression remained unchanged and his tone remained stern.

"Don't do things to the extreme. Do you know what the consequences will be if you do this?"

The inner disciple of Sword Refining Mountain shouted angrily.

‘Bang…’

What answered him was Ye Wenchan's sharp finger.

This inner disciple of Sword Refining Mountain lay on his back and was silent again.

Everyone's heart beat violently again.

It's so cruel. If you say anything wrong, you'll die!

"What consequences can there be? Who can tell me what the consequences are?"

Ye Wenchan's expression was cold, and the surroundings suddenly became silent again.

"ah……"

A disciple of Sword Refining Mountain couldn't bear the pressure, so he drew out his sword, gritted his teeth, chopped off his arm, and then ran like crazy towards the outside of the city!

The few remaining Sword Refining Mountain disciples also moved in pain, and blood immediately spread all over the floor. They all lowered their heads and turned around to leave.

"Remember, anyone who insults me in Demon Slaughter City will die, and anyone who insults me in Star Reaching Tower will also die!"

Ye Wenchan's voice trembled repeatedly throughout the Demon Slaying City, shaking the minds of those who were observing secretly.

Another demon king has arrived in this demon-slaying city!

This declaration also shocked the white-clothed disciples inside and outside the Star Reaching Tower to look at him with respect, which was so relieved.

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