He killed four people with one sword, and this numbing sound rang out. Yin Wuquan, who seemed to be trying hard to scream desperately, suddenly stopped because he no longer had the strength to speak.
He watched Ye Feng's eyes gradually disappear with a dazed look. However, his eyes were still wide, as if he could not believe that he would be killed by the trivial matter of riding a horse and hurting people.
He has done this kind of thing countless times, and no one has ever come to accuse him of it, just as if he was born with such rights. He did not take the lives of other people to heart except himself. Compared to him, everyone is an ant that can be sacrificed, and those people exist only to win his happiness and pleasure.
But at the final moment of his life, he saw the eyes of these real strong men and the disdain of the strong men. He finally understood that in the eyes of some people, his identity as a young man in the arena was also extremely ridiculous.
In the eyes of those people, he was no different from those ordinary untouchables.
When Yin Wuquan and the other three swallowed the last breath, Ye Feng also turned his eyes and looked at the people watching the battle around him, and said coldly: "If you beat my friend, you will fight, and if you beat others, you will fight together." Ye Feng looked at the four cold corpses, and the murderous aura finally dissipated. However, he locked his eyes on the people watching the battle. Most of these people are powerful and identifiable in Guyao City, but the backstage is not as hard as the arena. "You are all so-called upper class people, but don't regard oppressing ordinary people as a habit, otherwise the disaster will be on your head one by one."
"Yes, yes!" The people around the scene responded repeatedly.
Then Ye Feng looked at Jin Yushan and smiled and said, "Brother Jin, what I'm doing is over, say goodbye."
"Haha, I like Brother Ye's method. I will definitely talk to Brother Ye another day and walk slowly." Jin Yushan also bowed and laughed.
A person around him gave way, and even a few people in the arena looked at Ye Feng in fear. Yes, there was only fear, no other feeling, as for holding a grudge.
A grudge against the strong man at the top of the list?
Whoever is tired of living can do it, and now the arena is facing annexation from the Killer Union.
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On the other side, Ye Feng went back to the restaurant directly. Li Yan's scar had healed, and there was not even a trace. If it were an ordinary person, no matter how good the medicine was, it would not be possible to heal in half a day. However, it should be noted that Li Yan is also a master of the late-stage Saint Master's first soul. Although he has no practical experience, he uses his own spiritual energy to nourish the wound, which is very simple.
"You are so amazing. You can beat so many people!" When he saw Ye Feng come back, Li Yan's joy on his face was not concealed at all, and he even went up to give Ye Feng a hug. But he didn't know the danger of Ye Feng's battle. He almost fell down when he fought with Yin Zhushang.
"I won't say whether it's amazing or not, hurry up and go home. It's already so dark. If you don't go back, your father asks, if you are unhappy, I'll be in trouble with you." Ye Feng put down Li Yan directly, and then gently scraped her nose.