"Yunfei, your skin is itchy and you want to get beaten up, right?"
Seeing Ye Xuan and the others suddenly charge out from the crowd, the two Martial Kings who were originally attacking Fang Wujie felt a chill in their eyes. They couldn't help but pause in their movements and focus their gazes on Yunfei, waiting for his instructions.
"Ye Xuan, this brat injured a disciple of my Wanxiang Divine Sect. What's wrong?" You want to be nosy? "
Yun Feiyang's expression was ice-cold as he looked at Ye Xuan, who was standing in front of Fang Wujie. Killing intent surged within his eyes as he gnashed his teeth in anger.
Yun Fei hated Ye Xuan to the bones.
"Mind your own business?"
"You …"
When Ye Xuan's words entered their ears, Yun Feiyang's face turned ugly. They were angry and angry at the same time.
"You what, you … Your Myriad God School disciple doesn't know the rules. Since he offended my brother, it wouldn't be difficult for him to apologize on your behalf! "
However, before Yunfei could finish his words, he was interrupted by Ye Xuan's cold and domineering voice.
"This kid hurt my Wanxiang Sect disciples. I haven't even had the chance to get even with you yet, and now you're asking me to apologize? Are you kidding me?"
Yun Feiyang's expression was extremely cold and his eyes flickered with a cold light. A bone chilling voice could be heard from his mouth.
"Do you think I'm joking with you?"
Ye Xuan looked straight at Cloudsoar and said with a faint smile.
"Ye Xuan, do you know that you're courting death?" Do you really think that no one would dare to touch you in Su Hai with the support of the Ferocious Weapon Association? "
"If you obediently let this brat kneel down and apologize to Little Hua today, then I won't help you out on account of your face. Otherwise, even you won't be able to protect him!"
Yun Fei clenched his fist so hard that it made 'ka ka ka' sounds, and a furious voice came out of his mouth.
A cold light flashed in Ye Xuan's eyes. Just as he was about to speak, Fang Wujie stepped forward and sneered, "Don't even mention me bragging. Even if this group of trash from the Wanxiang Divine Sect were to attack together, they wouldn't be able to kill me."
He had absolute confidence in his own strength.
"Arrogant!"
Killing intent flashed in Yunfei's eyes when he heard Fang Wujie's words. The two Martial Kings understood what he meant and let out an angry roar. Their entire bodies erupted with astral energy, and they smashed their fists towards Fang Wugou like two ferocious tigers.
This was the Tiger Hunting Fist of the Myriad Gods Sect. Its destructive power was extremely strong.
"Humph, big brother Xuan, leave it to me!" "All these years I've been under the control of that old man in the family. It's been a long time since I've had a fight with him, so today is the perfect day to fight!"
"BOOM!"
The instant Fang Wujie's voice fell, he had already arrived in front of the two Martial Kings. In the face of their ferocious attacks, Fang Wujie simply raised his fist and swung it without any gaudiness.
In the next moment, the dull sound of fists colliding was heard.
The two Martial Kings that were charging towards Fang Wugou suddenly stopped in their tracks and instantly fell into absolute silence.
In the next second, the sound of bones breaking sounded out. Under their horrified and shocked gazes, their hands crossed each other, and their fists deformed, while Fang Wujie's fists punched at their faces, bringing with it an undiminished amount of power. It continued to expand in their pupils, making it impossible for them to dodge!
"Puchi …"
"I already said that the Myriad God Sect is a trash sect, but you don't believe me. Look at this, isn't it a bit too much?"
He had easily taken care of the two Martial Kings of the Wanxiang Sect. Fang Wujie only felt that he had not finished his words as he spoke with dissatisfaction.
"Trash!"
"You are indeed trash, and a trash that cannot be more useless. It seems that all of you are aware of your own abilities!"
Fang Wujie lazily stretched as he received Yunfei's words, neither too fast nor too slow.
"Brat, do you know that you are courting death?"
Yun Feiyang suppressed the killing intent and anger in his heart and stared coldly at Fang Wujie.
"You want to die? My old man said that courting death is pretty fun, and the only way to become even more powerful is by constantly courting death. Thus, I stole all the things in the village from house to house and got chased by them! He also said that some people do not die unless they seek death. As for me, even if I seek death, I will not die because I have obtained his true inheritance! "
This guy was truly strange. When his words came out, everyone in the audience couldn't help but laugh.
"Cluck, cluck, cluck …"
Liang Xiaoxiao was even more amused by Fang Wujie's words as she giggled.
"Looks like you won't shed tears until you see the coffin today!" This young master will let you know the consequences of offending my Wanxiang Sect. Yun Hao, Yun Qiang! "
"Young Lord!"
As his words fell, two tall and imposing middle-aged men walked out from behind him.
They were core members of the Myriad God School and had the qualifications to run for the sect's administrator position. They had already entered the Void Star Realm for many years and were only a four star intermediate Martial King.
"Skin him alive!"
A heartless voice came out from Cloudsoar's mouth.