Chapter 142 - 140 Soft-hearted

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Chapter 142: Chapter 140 Soft-hearted "What’s going on!" Upon witnessing this scene, Feiyun’s previously impassive face was suddenly replaced with shock, a look of utter confusion, feeling it incredibly unbelievable. One should know that his dagger, although not particularly precious, was still a top-quality close-combat weapon, meticulously maintained by Feiyun on a daily basis. But now, having struck Ye Feng’s chest, it had surprisingly broken. This was something Feiyun found completely unacceptable, his eyes revealing a horrified expression. "Your dagger’s quality isn’t up to par..." At this moment, Ye Feng’s voice echoed in Feiyun’s ears. Right then, Ye Feng wasn’t asleep at all. Instead, he had opened his eyes, calmly looking at Feiyun with a slight upward curl of his lips and a mocking look in his eyes. "You! How can you be unharmed!" Feiyun was completely stunned and utterly unable to accept what he was seeing. Seeing Ye Feng was like seeing a ghost; Feiyun’s face turned deathly pale, extremely unsightly. "I’m not hurt, but you are going to be..." Ye Feng’s tone remained as calm as ever, eerily so. Those calm words seemed to transform into chains that hooked souls, almost dragging Feiyun’s spirit out of his body. "Take action!" Feiyun yelled loudly, breaking into a sweat as he forced himself to maintain composure. "Shh shh shh~~" Four martial artists almost simultaneously attacked Li Xue’er and Li Linfeng, aiming to take them hostage since Ye Feng’s displayed strength was unnervingly peculiar. Even with Feiyun and the five inner strength martial artists joining forces, they lacked confidence in their victory. "Shh~~" Then, Ye Feng casually swept his arm and a True Essence Wind Blade, seven to eight meters long, burst forth from his arm, slicing through the air with a ghastly light that radiated a penetrating chill. Instantly, the light illuminated the surrounding woods. "Puff puff puff~~" As the light flashed by, blossoms of Blood Lotus silently bloomed in the night. The four inner strength martial artists were easily slain by Ye Feng in the blink of an eye. "Grandmaster!" Feiyun screamed out loud, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets, his heart utterly refusing to accept it. Feiyun was still young, not even thirty, already at the peak of inner strength. Feiyun regarded himself as a one-in-a-million martial arts super prodigy. But now in front of Ye Feng, who appeared even younger than himself, he was completely worthless, and it all seemed so absurd. Feiyun was terrified out of his wits; the move Ye Feng just executed could not be achieved by an ordinary Grandmaster. It could only be done by one of the most exceptional among Grandmasters. "Escape!" At that moment, all that Feiyun’s mind could think of was that single word. "Shh!" Feiyun immediately turned, ready to flee. However, Ye Feng’s silent palm had somehow reached Feiyun’s back, grasping his head; Feiyun was in despair. "Why do you insist on courting death?" Ye Feng helplessly shook his head. "Pffft!" With a single squeeze of his hand, Feiyun’s head exploded just like a watermelon. Brains splattered, yet the barrier that had formed around Ye Feng kept not a single spot on him. "Gran... Grandmaster..." The only remaining martial artist in the early stages of Inner Strength, trembling all over, let go of Lu Kang and immediately turned around to escape. Ye Feng did not pursue, allowing the martial artist to flee intentionally. He did this deliberately, wanting the martial artist to go back and bring the news! "Dead... He’s dead..." Lu Kang was completely stunned, standing there dazed. Feiyun, the Lu family’s number one expert and Lu Hangfeng’s personal bodyguard, had just died like that! Lu Kang never dreamed that Ye Feng was a legendary Grandmaster. Ye Feng took the satellite phone from Feiyun’s body and directly dialed Lu Hangfeng’s number. The phone was answered in no time. "Feiyun, is it done?" Lu Hangfeng’s calm and collected voice came from the other end. "Lu Hangfeng, your path has narrowed..." Ye Feng spoke indifferently. "You are... You’re Ye Feng! Where is Feiyun?" Lu Hangfeng was incredibly shocked on the other end. Ye Feng said calmly, "Dead..." "Damn it!" Lu Hangfeng was instantly furious, utterly astonished that Feiyun could have died just like that. Feiyun was a martial artist that Lu Hangfeng had cultivated at great cost, treating him like his own son on ordinary days, and now Ye Feng had killed him. "Lu Hangfeng, as of today, the Lu family will cease to exist..." Ye Feng said calmly, and then he hung up the phone. "Damn it!" Lu Hangfeng roared with rage, smashing his mobile phone violently onto the ground inside the Lu Family Mansion. Seventh Uncle looked at Lu Hangfeng with a puzzled face: "Mr. Lu, what happened?" Lu Hangfeng’s face turned extremely ugly: "Feiyun was killed by that bastard Ye Feng!" "What!" Seventh Uncle was shocked. He knew very well how formidable Feiyun was, but Feiyun was actually killed by Ye Feng. "That beast, he even said he wants to completely eradicate my Lu family. Who does he think he is, does he have the right? Fine! If he wants to play, then I’ll play along until the end. Today I will see who makes who disappear!" A crazed look appeared in Lu Hangfeng’s eyes. "Brother Ye Feng, I beg you, please spare my dad. As long as you’re willing to let him go, I’ll do whatever you ask!" Hearing Ye Feng’s call, Lu Kang’s tears streamed down as he knelt before Ye Feng, pleading earnestly. Ye Feng looked at Lu Kang with a calm expression. Why were father and son so different? Lu Kang was so much more frank. Ye Feng had already given Lu Hangfeng a chance, but Lu Hangfeng didn’t cherish it. There was nothing Ye Feng could do. "Brother Ye Feng, I beg you, please spare my dad. I’m willing to trade my life for his!" Lu Kang pleaded. He had just witnessed Ye Feng’s invincible posture. Lu Kang also wasn’t naive enough to think that they had escaped from Hu Ban the day before. Clearly, Hu Ban and his group had been crushed by Ye Feng alone. "I gave him a chance..." Ye Feng was without the slightest room for negotiation. Suddenly, Lu Kang pulled out a dagger and stabbed himself directly in the heart: "Brother Ye Feng, please spare my father. I trade my life for his!"

Chapter 142 - 140 Soft-hearted

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