"Crack!"
"Ah!"
Feng Wuchen wrenched fiercely, breaking Leng Tianxuâs other hand, and the heart-wrenching scream echoed through Qi Yun Sect.
"Father, please save me, please save me!" Leng Tianxu was terrified, truly terrified, as his soul trembled.
"Feng! Wu! Chen!" Leng Moye was utterly enraged, a murderous aura surged to the heavens, and a terrifying oppressive force swept wildly.
As the Shadowlo Hall Master and a Transcendent Saint, him speaking personally was already a great honor, but Feng Wuchen outright refused, clearly mocking Leng Moye.
"Feeling hurt? Your son is a person, but othersâ children arenât? Others donât feel hurt too? A childâs misdeeds are the fatherâs fault. You didnât teach him, so Iâll teach him for you." Feng Wuchen said coldly, then threw a punch.
"Boom!"
"Puff!"
The punch hit Leng Tianxuâs chest with a resounding explosion, the domineering force made Leng Tianxu vomit blood, his bones caved in, and he was sent flying, then crashed heavily on the ground, his knees hitting first, followed by his chin.
With no hands, the pose was quite novel.
"Bang!"
Feng Wuchen followed up with a fierce step down, with a dull thud, driving Leng Tianxuâs head into the ground, causing the plaza surface to crack.
"Xuâer!" Leng Moye was exceedingly furious, veins bulging, his eyes flashed crimson.
"Boom boom boom!"
"Buzz buzz!"
Feng Wuchenâs fists continuously struck, pounding fiercely on Leng Tianxuâs back, explosions incessantly sounded, and the plaza ground shook violently with cracks rapidly spreading.
"Feng Wuchen! Stop!" Leng Moye roared furiously.
"How dare you not take the Shadowlo Hall into account!" The First Elder was extremely angry, his aged skin twitched vehemently.
"Hall Master, take action!" Second Elder shouted furiously, their murderous intent sky-high, beyond tolerance.
Tian Tu sneered and said, "Your son is beyond saving."
"Boom boom boom!"
Feng Wuchenâs fists crazily pummeled down, each explosion made everyoneâs heart pound fiercely.
"Is the Grand Master always this domineering?" Watching Feng Wuchen brutally beat Leng Tianxu, Canyun felt his scalp tingle and broke out in cold sweat.
"Lord Fengâs methods are too ruthless!" Even the people from the four great families were frightened, their hearts pounding.
Ling Xiaoxiao had a cold expression, saying, "Leng Tianxu deserves death, angering Brother Feng; he wonât get away with it."
Canyun couldnât help but shudder all over, a warm current rose in his heart, secretly thinking, "Is the Grand Master angry for me?"
Leng Tianxu made no sound, his breath was extremely weak, evidently severely injured.
Leng Moye was at his limit, but Tian Tu always made him very apprehensive, not daring to act rashly.
The big shots of Yunzhouâs major powers were even more anxiously horrified, watching helplessly as their son was beaten and didnât dare take action.
What frightened them even more was that Feng Wuchen dared to make such ruthless moves in front of Leng Moye.
Shaking off the blood on his fists, Feng Wuchen coldly asked, "Leng Moye, if on your daughterâs wedding day she were sent off to be toyed with, what would you do?"
"Kill." Leng Moye angrily replied, holding back his fury.
"Thatâs it, the person Iâm talking about is your son, Leng Tianxu. So I killed him, you got no objections then?" Feng Wuchen sneered.
"You dare!" Leng Moyeâs face twisted.
"What do you think?" Feng Wuchen sneered, raising his foot intending to stomp fiercely.
Leng Tianxu was already critically weak, this step would definitely kill him.
"Feng Wuchen! Youâre asking for death! Iâll hold off Tian Tu! You all kill Feng Wuchen!" Leng Moye roared, charging madly towards Tian Tu.
The three Great Elders immediately took action, aiming to kill Feng Wuchen before he could stomp down.
"Brat! Meet your death!" The First Elder shouted angrily, terrifying murderous aura locked onto Feng Wuchen.
However, Feng Wuchen didnât even glance, instead taunting, "Leng Moye, if I had a son like that, Iâd kill him myself rather than let him do as he pleases. Such a waste will ruin Shadowlo Hall sooner or later."
"Whoosh!"
At that moment, a figure suddenly appeared, intercepting the three Great Elders.
"Kuang Tu!" The faces of the three Great Elders dramatically changed, halting immediately in fear.
Kuang Tu grinned and said, "Do you three old guys have any shame? Bullying with numbers, preying on the weak? Get past me first!"
"Kuang Tu!" Leng Moyeâs heart sank.
"Do it, why are you all stopping?" Kuang Tu teased the three Great Elders, ignoring Leng Moyeâs presence.
The three Great Elders dared not act. They were merely in the Great Divine Realm, even if given another person, they still wouldnât rival Kuang Tu.
"Boom!"
"Buzz buzz!"
Meanwhile, Feng Wuchen stomped down, with a resounding explosion, the domineering terrifying force crushed Leng Tianxuâs skull, causing blood splatter.
That instant, everyone in the plaza couldnât help but shut their eyes, unable to bear witnessing such a bloody scene.
"Xuâer!" Leng Moye roared in devastated anger.
"Young Master!" The three Great Eldersâ faces drastically changed.
Feng Wuchen really killed him!
"Boom!"
"Puff!"
Amid Leng Moyeâs grief and rage, Tian Tu threw a punch, with a resounding explosion, the terrifying force made Leng Moye spit blood, and his figure shot out like a cannonball.
Seeing this scene, the big shots from Yunzhouâs major powers were scared witless, feeling chills all over, as if they were next in line.
Such terrifying strength!
Who exactly is this Tian Tu?
Feng Wuchen said expressionlessly, "He was unconscious before he died, didnât feel the slightest pain, lucky him."
Hearing Feng Wuchenâs words, Leng Moye was so infuriated he nearly vomited blood.
"Indeed, lucky for that vile brat!" Kuang Tu agreed.
"Ah!"
From a distance came Leng Moyeâs grief-stricken roar, monstrous Transcendent Saint power and overwhelming killing intent spread madly, shaking the entire Ying Hun world, countless powers big and small, and countless cultivators were scared witless.
"Feng Wuchen! I want your life! Use your blood to avenge my sonâs spirit in the heavens!" Leng Moye roared madly, charging with a destructive force.
"If you find your life too long, you can try." Tian Tu said coldly, ignoring Leng Moyeâs fury.
"Hall Master, no!" The three Great Elders hurriedly flashed to intercept the enraged Leng Moye.
With Tian Tu and Kuang Tu two Transcendent Saints present, even combined, they would only die in vain.
"Clear off!" Leng Moye roared crazily.
"Hall Master, you are not Tian Tuâs opponent! The Young Master is dead! Donât die in vain!" First Elder shouted, desperately blocking the enraged Leng Moye.
"For such a wasteful sonâno, beastâI truly donât understand what youâre here for." Kuang Tu provoked.
"If they donât leave, kill them directly!" Feng Wuchen said coldly.
Tian Tu sneered, "You all heard? Iâll count to three, if you donât leave, then leave your lives!"
"Hall Master, hurry leave!" The three Great Elders were scared out of their wits, forcibly dragging Leng Moye away, flashing out of sight.