Only life-and-death enemies would do such a cruel thing. Unexpectedly, Ye Fan would be so heartless and crazy today.
Needless to say, everyone in the audience was shocked when they saw this scene.
At the VIP table, Ye Xiaotian suddenly stood up, his face was green and red, he pointed at Ye Feng on the stage and shouted loudly: "Ye Feng, are you crazy? You dare to harm your brothers of the same clan, aren't you afraid of punishment according to the clan rules?"
On the ring, Ye Feng glanced at the furious Ye Xiaotian, with an evil smile on his lips, and said with a cold laugh: "Master, I am competing here, and I will inevitably get some injuries if I am blind.
Since I didn’t kill him and he didn’t admit defeat, I don’t think I violated the rules.”
Hearing this, Ye Xiaotian choked in his mouth. He was about to say something when he saw on the ring, Ye Mo glanced at Ye Feng with vicious methods, and then his lips were slightly opened and he spoke in a low voice with extremely unwilling words.
"I admit..." Before the last word "lose" could be spoken, Ye Feng slapped him in the face with a fierce palm.
"Puff." The gravity was enough to smash a rock, and the word "lose" in Ye Mo's mouth was also sucked back into his stomach. At this time, Ye Mo's face was bulging high, and his mouth was full of teeth.
At this moment, it exploded into powder. Blood mixed with residue spurted out wildly, and the body rolled several times in the air like a top before falling heavily back to the ground.
"Wow." There was an uproar in the audience, and the younger generation was even more excited and stood up to denounce Ye Feng's vicious methods.
Ye Fan stretched out his palm to cover Ye Ling'er's eyes. He was also extremely angry because of Ye Feng's viciousness. At the same time, he was also wondering in his heart, "What kind of wind did Ye Feng have today? He was completely different from usual people."
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"Beast! I will kill you."
In the VIP table, Ye Xiaokong shouted loudly, flew into the air, and slapped Ye Feng horizontally with his big hand wrapped in violent energy.
The tyrannical attack swept across the ground and left a deep ravine on the bluestone slab. If this palm was struck, even if Ye Feng was extremely talented, he would not be able to escape his certain death.
"Second brother, stop." Ye Xiaotian also shouted in shock. He moved forward first, and stopped him with a powerful fist in front of his palm.
After falling to the ground, Ye Xiaokong still had lingering anger on his face. He pointed at Ye Feng on the stage and shouted angrily: "This beast has no intention of making progress, and now he is even killing his fellow disciples. What's the use of keeping him?" After that,
My whole body was filled with profound energy, and I raised my fists to rush onto the stage and defeat Ye Feng.
Seeing this, Ye Xiaotian hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold Ye Xiaokong, who was blinded by anger. Then he whispered in the latter's ear: "Second brother, don't you understand the reason why Feng'er did this? Besides, he
Since he dared to do this, there must be a way to deal with the aftermath. It is also our fault that we have pushed him too hard in recent years."
Hearing Ye Xiaotian's whisper, the anger on Ye Xiaokong's face eased a little, and then he whispered: "This beast acts so wantonly just for his own selfish desires. If we don't punish him severely, our family will
Where is the power!?"
"Even if we want to punish him, we have to wait until the clan competition. With so many outsiders present today, are we really going to disgrace our family by punishing him?"
Glancing at the guests at the VIP table, Ye Xiaotian also felt extremely headache. If this matter was not handled well, it would be a big blow to the reputation of the Ye family.
On the ring, Ye Feng looked like a madman, with a ferocious face, and his men mercilessly punched and kicked Ye Mo who was lying on the ground. A low "bang bang" sound resounded throughout the audience.
After a long time, Ye Feng, who was tired from beating him, held Ye Mo's collar with one hand and said in a cold tone: "Do you know why I take special care of you?"
Ye Mo was silent, his hateful eyes were like ten thousand years of ice, wanting to carve out a piece of flesh from Ye Feng's body.
"Pa." Another loud slap hit Ye Mo's face. Ye Feng continued: "Because you are on good terms with him, you deserve this end. No matter how hard you try, a loser can't crawl."
If it comes to this young master, and those of you who are willing to hang out with trash, you only deserve to be a dog, a pitiful worm left to be slaughtered!"
Pointing at Ye Fan, who was furious in the audience, a sickly smile appeared on Ye Feng's face. His distorted face made everyone feel horrified.
In the audience, Ye Fan clenched his palms tightly and gritted his steel teeth. The harsh "clucking" sound showed the anger in Ye Fan's heart.
After hearing Ye Feng's words, the eyes of everyone at the VIP table, including Mr. Pang, were filled with a strong look of disgust. Anyone with a conscience would be ashamed to associate with such extremely sick people.
"Chew." He threw Ye Mo out of the field with a wave of his hand as if throwing away garbage. Then Ye Feng raised his fingers to the livid Ye Fan in the audience and said in a contemptuous tone: "Don't you always want to challenge me?
Come on, I’ll give you this waste a chance today. It will also help you understand that waste will always be waste, and don’t imagine that one day it will fly onto a branch.”
Hearing this, Ye Fan first ran to help up the seriously injured Ye Mo and checked his injuries. In the process, Ye Fan's face darkened day by day. His face was like an ink painting.
At this time, Ye Mo was in extremely bad condition. His internal organs were injured, his meridians were atrophied, and his cultivation level was directly knocked down to the third level of foundation building. It can be said that he has become half a cripple. Such a result makes Ye Fan
I wish I could tear the person on the stage to pieces and see what his heart is made of.