Chapter 97 How dare a small Murong family become king?
Chapter 97 A little Murong family dares to claim the title of king?
"kill!"
The sound of killing shook the heaven and earth. All the high-level experts of the Jiangnan Martial League took action and rushed into the villa one by one. In addition, there were also experts from several big families such as Cui Yan.
In an instant, these people rushed into the courtyard and were about to rush into the hall.
"Seeking death!" Xiao Chuanqiu and Sima Zhantian were furious.
"Go, be careful!" Ye Feng just said two words lightly. He was still sitting in the wheelchair, his face still calm and calm.
Ye Feng did not go out. Perhaps in the eyes of ordinary people, the leader of the Jiangnan Martial League was a towering figure, but in his eyes, he was just an ant crawling on the ground. He did not need to take action at all. Xiao Chuanqi and the two of them were already there.
Totally enough.
Murong Zhantian and others were just about to rush in, when they saw two burly guys bursting out of the door.
"Who are you? Where's that brat Ye Feng? Let him come out and die!" Murong Zhantian shouted angrily.
"You are just like ants, you are not worthy of my master!"
"You are the leader of the Jiangnan Martial Alliance, die!"
Sima Zhantian roared angrily, and then rushed forward like a fierce tiger. The energy in his body was overwhelming and unstoppable, and the momentum of a great master of energy was clearly revealed.
Murong Zhantian was surprised. He never expected that the other party was also a great master, not one, but two!
"What on earth is going on?" Murong Zhantian suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.
But now that the arrow had been shot, he couldn't think too much and had no choice but to go forward.
However, there was no suspense. Even though Murong Zhantian was also a great master of transforming energy, how could he be compared to the commander of the Northern Territory Army? With just one palm, his men had been knocked back.
Sima Zhantian roared loudly and rushed out again!
Suddenly, a loud banging noise broke out in the yard, but it was like summer rain, it came and went quickly!
In less than two minutes, the violent storm had ended, and the outside of the yard had calmed down.
Ye Feng was still in the hall, sitting in the wheelchair with a calm expression on his face. He didn't feel the slightest surprise. He took a sip of tea, then put the tea cup down, and then signaled Hong Qingyan to withdraw him.
Opening the door, there were about twenty people lying in disarray outside the yard. Many people were covering their arms and thighs and howling uncontrollably. It looked like they had blown over the vases in the garden after a violent storm and entered the house.
The eyes are full of mess.
Xiao Chuanqi and Sima Zhantian were still standing there. When they saw Ye Feng coming out, they immediately turned around, bent down and saluted: "Greetings to the Lord!"
Murong Zhantian fell in the middle of the courtyard. His hair was disheveled and his breathing was disordered. There was blood at the corner of his mouth, and twelve of his ribs were broken.
Of course, if it weren't for Ye Feng's words of caution before, I'm afraid that the leader of Jiangnan Province's Martial Alliance would have been a corpse on the ground, and even everyone present would have been dead.
Murong Zhantian's face was extremely pale, but his eyes were wide open and he looked at Ye Feng with shock on his face. His face showed horror and disbelief at the same time.
He really couldn't believe that this young man in a wheelchair actually had two great masters of Huajin under his command. He tried all the strength of the senior officials of the Martial Alliance, but he couldn't even defeat him.
Can't even see the face.
Murong Zhantian undoubtedly knew that he had failed, and that he had lost miserably!
The same was true for Cui Ha and others, whose faces were ashen. Originally, they thought they could sit back and relax by hugging Murong Zhantian's lap, but it turned out that they had made the wrong choice again, and it was a big mistake.
At this time, a whistle suddenly sounded outside the yard, and three or two small cars roared by, followed by about ten people jumping out of the cars, including Fatty and Luo Keqiao.
"Mr. Ye, how are you, are you okay?"
"I heard that the Jiangnan Martial League was going to take action, so I came here to help." Pang Youze and Luo Kequ exclaimed.
But when they rushed into the courtyard and saw the scene in front of them, they were immediately shocked.
Ye Feng smiled slightly: "It's just a few small reptiles, they can't even touch my toes, so there's no need to panic!"
After saying this, Ye Feng turned his head to Murong Zhantian, then pushed the wheelchair slowly over, looked at him condescendingly, and said: "Are you Murong Zhantian, the leader of the Jiangnan Martial Alliance and the head of the Murong Family in Jiangnan Province?"
Murong Zhantian gritted his steel teeth and said, "Your Excellency, who are you? Having two Huajin Grandmasters as followers is by no means an easy thing!"
Ye Feng sneered and said, "I've said it before, you don't deserve to know my identity!"
Murong Zhantian gritted his teeth and said: "The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. I am defeated by you today. I admit it. However, if you don't reveal your identity today, I'm afraid this matter is not over yet!"
Ye Feng actually nodded and said with a smile: "Of course, you are right, this matter cannot end like this."
Speaking of this, he sighed slightly and continued: "There is something, Murong Zhantian, you should know."
"What should I know?" Murong Zhantian shouted coldly.
Although he was defeated, although his ribs were broken and he temporarily lost his fighting ability, he was not afraid. Not to mention that he was the leader of the Jiangnan Martial League. There was also the Imperial Capital Martial League headquarters to back him up, just because of his family background.
, it is definitely not something ordinary people can provoke.
Even the ordinary noble families in the imperial capital would never dare to provoke them easily. It is precisely because of this that Murong Zhantian dared to be so confident!
Ye Feng said: "You should know that you are not worthy to be the leader of this martial alliance, and you should know even more that you deserve to die!"
Murong Zhantian's eyes narrowed and he exclaimed: "What did you say? You want to kill me, you dare to kill me, do you know that I am..."
Before he could finish speaking, Ye Feng interrupted coldly: "As long as the others are not the main culprits, I can spare their lives, but you must die!"
Murong Zhantian still couldn't believe it, but then he suddenly saw that the young man in the wheelchair waved his hand, and then the burly middle-aged man behind him rushed forward.
He finally knew that the other party was not lying, and that the other party really dared to kill!
At this moment, Murong Zhantian felt a chill all over his body. He knew that he was dead. He suddenly shouted hysterically: "My surname is Ye, I am the nephew of King Murong of Gusu in Jiangdu. You dare to kill me?
King Murong of Jiangdong will never give up, you'd better think it over for me."
Ye Feng raised his eyebrows and shouted: "King Murong of Jiangdong Gusu?"
"Yes, our Gusu Murong lineage in Jiangnan Province is a branch. The direct descendant of the Zhu family is in Jiangdong. Gusu Murong in Jiangdong has been passed down for thousands of years. It is a real martial arts family. King Murong of Gusu is the real king of the generation!"
Murong Zhantian gritted his teeth and roared. Seeing the other party's hesitation, he couldn't help but smile in his heart, thinking that now you finally know how powerful he is.
Ye Feng frowned and said in a deep voice: "There have always been only four kings in the world. The Murong family in Gusu, the capital of Jiangdu, actually dares to call themselves kings and pretend to be kings?"
"Kill him and send his head to Murong Mansion in Gusu, Jiangdong!" Ye Feng waved his hand, and Murong Zhantian's head fell to the ground instantly.
Until the head fell to the ground, the eyes of the leader of the Jiangnan Martial Alliance were still wide open. He could not believe until his death that the other party actually dared to attack. Of course, Murong Zhantian did not know Ye Feng's identity. If he knew
