Martial arts supreme

Chapter 4 Divorce!his oath
Regarding Sima Chuan's praise, there was no complacency on Ye Feng's face.

It can be said that instead of being proud of Sima Chuan's praise, Ye Feng slowly clenched the left hand holding the engagement contract behind his back, and stared at Sima Chuan with his eyes filled with overwhelming hatred.

Ye Feng did not speak, which made Sima Chuan blush slightly and cough awkwardly: "Nephew Ye's appearance is so extraordinary that I am jealous of him. Alas! But then again, this guy deserves to be killed. The world is really unfair. According to common sense, Ye Xian’s nephew is in his prime, the time when he will be practicing martial arts diligently and then show off his talents and create a great career in the future. However, he is plagued by a strange disease and cannot practice martial arts. This is really jealous of the talent."

What Sima Chuan said was bitter and helpless, as if he sympathized with Ye Feng's misfortune.

But if you carefully savor the words and sentences spoken by Sima Chuan, you will find that there is irony towards Ye Feng, ridiculing Ye Feng's inability to practice martial arts, implying that even if Ye Feng has a good appearance, so what?In the end, isn't it just a sick man?

Ye Feng was not stupid, so he naturally heard the hidden sarcasm in Sima Chuan's words.The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and a sneer appeared on his face.

"Sect Master Sima, as the saying goes, the elder is the greatest. Today I will call you the sect master again. You and I will not gossip. I, Ye Feng, came to the Hengyue Sect for two things. One is the marriage contract between my father and you." .Secondly, I, Ye Feng, want to tell you a few words."

Sima Chuan sat on the chair and swayed, leaning on the armrests of the chair with his elbows, stroking the beard on his chin with his right hand, and said in a longer tone: "An engagement? This is an engagement..."

Before Sima Chuan finished speaking, Sima Yanru, who was sitting on the side, curled his lips, glanced sideways at his troubled father, then cast a contemptuous look at Ye Feng, and snorted coldly: "Ye Feng, back then The marriage contract signed between my father and Ye Longtian was originally valid. But the person who made the marriage contract three days ago has died, so the marriage contract between my father and Ye's family will naturally be invalidated."

As soon as Sima Yanru's sneering words came out, everyone in the hall immediately sneered and laughed, and all looked at Ye Feng with mockery and sarcasm.

But looking at Ye Feng below, it seems that he didn't hear Sima Yanru's words, and his eyes full of overwhelming hatred didn't even turn, and they were still staring at Sima Chuan.

"Head Sima, there is no need to be pretentious. You asked your inner disciple Wang Mu to go to my Ye family's house to regret your marriage three times. You just wanted to let my Ye family break the engagement. Today I am coming to your Hengyue Sect. I want to tell you personally that from today on, your precious daughter Sima Yanru is no longer the unmarried daughter-in-law of the Ye family." Ye Feng waved his hand, pointed at Sima Yanru with the bamboo hat in his hand, and said: "In other words, I, Ye Feng, want to divorce her in your Hengyue Sect."

As soon as the words of divorce from his wife came out, the 82 inner disciples in Ziyue Hall opened their eyes wide open, murderous aura suddenly emanated from their bodies, and dozens of them even showed their long swords. The act of killing.

And the four elders of Hengyue Sect sitting on both sides glared even more, looking at Ye Feng with fierce eyes.

Looking at Sima Yanru who was sitting above her, her fair and smooth jade face was instantly flushed, and a sense of shame suddenly emerged in her heart.

Sima Chuan, who was sitting next to Sima Yanru, suddenly clenched his right hand into a fist, and his narrowed eyes shone coldly at Ye Feng below.

A quarter of an hour passed before Sima Chuan took an angry breath, and said coldly with a gloomy face, "You... said you divorced my daughter?"

Hear this!Ye Feng raised his head and laughed, not shying away from the fierce look in Sima Chuan's eyes, and asked coldly: "What? The head of Hengyue, one of the six major sects of Qingshui Kingdom, also knows that being divorced is a shameful thing? As far as I know, during the half a year when Ye Feng was in a coma, my father Ye Longtian endured the humiliation of your faction’s two divorces, but he still carried it. Turning from embarrassment into anger, this kind of mind really makes Ye admire."

"You..." Sima Chuan immediately jumped up, pointed angrily at Ye Feng, who was sneering below, and trembled slightly.

Seeing that the sect master was angry, one of the four elders who had just stood up immediately clasped his fist at Sima Chuan and said, "Calm down the sect master, this brat is tired of living, let me, Gong Ziyang, kill him. "

The angry look on this person's fat face is none other than Gong Ziyang, the second elder of the Hengyue Sect.

As soon as Gong Ziyang finished speaking, the Great Elder Zhu Liang coughed lightly, glanced at the furious Gong Ziyang, then turned to Sima Chuan and said: "Master, how can you kill a chicken with a butcher's knife? If there is a sick rice seedling, the elder needs to kill it." In other words, won’t spreading this matter damage Heng Yue’s prestige? How about this, let my disciple Wang Mu take action and give Ye Feng a death.”

The emaciated elder Xu, who looked like a mummy, turned around after finishing speaking, and gave Wang Mu a wink.

Seeing the gaze cast by his master Zhu Liang, Wang Mu's eyes flashed suddenly, and a touch of excited cruelty was immediately revealed in his eyes. He walked around Zhu Liang with a long sword and walked quickly to the middle of the hall.

With a bang, Wang Mu pulled the long sword out of the scabbard, pointed the tip of the sword at Ye Feng who looked calm, and said coldly: "Little brat, you haven't forgotten what I said a few days ago? I will let you and Ye Longtian go to the underworld to reunite."

Say it!Wang Mu didn't give Ye Feng a chance to speak at all, and swung the long sword in his hand straight to Ye Feng's throat.

At this moment, Sima Chuan, who was above him, slammed the table and stood up, saying angrily: "Wang Mu, don't be rude, Feng'er's father and I are family friends. If you dare to kill him, I will kill you." Expelled from the Hengyue faction."

The humming sound echoed in Ziyue Hall, the tip of the long sword stopped three inches in front of Ye Feng's throat, and Wang Mu who stopped was crying to death.

No wonder, counting this time, Wang Mu has pointed at Ye Feng three times.He couldn't kill Ye Feng every time, and what was even more exasperating was that Ye Feng directly ignored Wang Mu's killing, and didn't even look at him if he didn't dodge or dodge, which made Wang Mu feel extremely depressed and annoyed.

In fact, Wang Mu returned to the Hengyue Sect in the past few days, but he was often scolded and ridiculed by his fellow disciples.Whenever he was ridiculed, Wang Mu wished he could eat Ye Feng's flesh and drink Ye Feng's blood raw.

Although Sima Chuan stopped Wang Mu with a yell, Wang Mu's sword did not retract, he still gritted his teeth and struggled, hesitating whether to stab out an inch and kill Ye Feng directly.

"En? Wang Mu, you didn't hear me?" Sima Chuan frowned angrily.

Wang Mu gritted his teeth loudly, glanced at the head of the sect behind him with the corner of his eyes, took a breath and said to Ye Feng viciously: "Little brat, I will let you go again today. Just wait for me , if I meet you outside the Hengyue faction, I will stab you into a sieve with one sword."

Ye Feng sneered, turned his eyes away from Sima Chuan, stared at Wang Mu with murderous indifference between his brows, and whispered: "My father's death has something to do with you. I was concerned about my father's condition that day, but I just slapped you three times to let you go." Leave. If I meet you outside Hengyue Pai, I will let your dog head move."

Ye Feng finished speaking in a low voice and looked at Sima Chuan above again.

"Sect Master Sima, I, Ye Feng, say you are a bodhisattva, or should I say you are hypocritical?"

Sima Chuan went up to Wang Mu's killing, but Ye Feng didn't appreciate it.From what Sima Chuan did to his Ye family, it was enough for Ye Feng to see that Sima Chuan was definitely not a person who valued affection.

"You..." Sima Chuan's thick brows frowned into a word "Sichuan", pointed at Ye Feng angrily, took a breath and sat down with a sneer and said, "Okay! How do you say it."

Ye Feng chuckled, put the bamboo hat on his head, turned around and walked towards the door of Ziyue Palace.

Seeing that Ye Feng was about to leave, Sima Chuan's eyes shrank slightly, and he sneered and spoke again: "Ye Feng, don't you have a few words to say to me? Why did you just leave like this? Besides, since You have divorced Yanru, should you tear up the engagement contract in your hand?"

"Do you really want to hear it?" Ye Feng, who was about to walk out of the Ziyue Palace, paused, turned his head slightly and glanced at Sima Chuan from the corner of his eyes, his expression immediately became gloomy, and he said coldly: "Since you want to hear it, just put your hands up." Listen to me. One day, I, Ye Feng, will definitely destroy your Hengyue faction."

While everyone was staring angrily, Ye Feng glanced at Sima Yanru again and said in a cold voice: "Sima Yanru, a vain and vicious woman. You are not going to marry a dragon among men, one of the most powerful people in the world. I, Ye Feng, swear here, I will make no one in Qingshui country dare to marry you, and no one in Middle Earth will dare to be your king."

After saying that, Ye Feng directly tore up the wrinkled red paper engagement contract in his hand, and swung the pieces of paper into the air with all his strength.

When the shredded papers were flying down, Ye Feng also walked out of Ziyue Hall with his hands behind his back.

(End of this chapter)