Chapter 1770



"Stinky boy! Don't be too arrogant! You will feel better soon!" Ye Wuyou roared with a blushing face.

"Really? It's you who is not feeling well, right?" Feng Wuchen sneered contemptuously, and then punched him again.

"boom!"

"puff!"

Every time Feng Wuchen threw a punch, Ye Wuyou spat out a mouthful of blood. The injury became more and more serious, his face was extremely pale, and he had half his life left.

Seeing that Ye Wuyou was worried about his life, several seriously injured guards immediately got up and ran back to report.

"Let go of the young master! You dare to kill the young master, I guarantee that you will not be able to leave Shenwei City alive!" A seriously injured guard shouted angrily.

"Don't worry, I'm waiting for you to call someone over." Feng Wuchen said coldly, already determined to teach Ye Wuyou a lesson.

As the Ye family sits down in the Wushuang Temple, Feng Wuchen didn't want to care about it, but Ye Wuyou came to trouble again and again, and Feng Wuchen couldn't bear it.

"Humph! Arrogance! With your strength, you still want to be the enemy of the Wushuang Temple? You are beyond your own power!" Ye Wuyou, who was seriously injured, roared in vain, his serpent-like eyes staring at Feng Wuchen.

"boom!"

Feng Wuchen flicked his hand and threw Ye Wuyou out like a garbage, hitting the wall on the side of the street, blasting a hole in the wall.

Ye Wuyou was half dead, and was buried directly below.

"Young Master!" Several seriously injured guards rushed over, enduring their serious injuries.

"Is that kid dying? How dare you beat Young Master Ye seriously."

"It's true that young people are arrogant, but they must have arrogant capital. There is also the Peerless Temple behind the Ye family, and there is a powerful god-king-level alchemist."

"I haven't seen him in Shenwei City, shouldn't this kid still know the identity of Young Master Ye?"

The cultivators in the far side of the street were all talking in a low voice, and many of them showed schadenfreude expressions.

In less than five minutes, there was a noise from the other side of the street.

"Patriarch Ye is here!" Someone shouted loudly, and everyone's eyes swept over.

The crowd avoided one after another, and a middle-aged man, three old men, and more than a dozen powerful gods rushed in.

Feng Wuchen's eyes shifted slightly, and he simply glanced at Ye Family Master and others.

"Who is so arrogant, how dare to run wild in Shenwei City!" Ye Family Master shouted gloomily, his fierce eyes swept directly to Feng Wuchen on the street.

"Patriarch, that kid is the one who injured us, and the young master was severely injured." An injured guard pointed at Feng Wuchen and said.

"Father, hurry...kill him! Kill him!" With the help of the guard, Ye Wuyou, who was seriously injured, roared angrily.

"It's him! It's broken! The young master dares to provoke him! Didn't I say he can't be provoked? The young master didn't listen!" Li Fei trembled violently when he saw Feng Wuchen. He was so scared that his soul flew away, his face full of fear.

The Ye family glared at Feng Wuchen, and just as he was about to say something, he was stopped by Li Fei.

"Patriarch, he is the alchemist Chen Shao from the Peerless Temple!" Li Fei whispered in horror in the ear of Ye Patriarch.

"What? He... he's Young Master Chen?" The moment he heard the words, the face of Ye Patriarch changed drastically, his gloomy and angry face turned into panic.

The Ye family master and the three elders were terrified and trembling all over.

At this moment, Ye Family Master really wanted to slap Ye Wuyou to death.

"This subordinate has already reminded the young master, but the young master refuses to listen. This is troublesome." Li Fei whispered in horror.

"Shhhhhh!"

At this moment, a strong sonic boom suddenly came from the sky above Shenwei City, and a terrifying aura swept in, which was heart-wrenching.

"The people from the Peerless Temple are here! Divine Sovereign Powerhouse!"

"It's the great protector of the ancestors! There are also three elders and the city master!"

"With so many powerhouses coming to the Peerless Temple, that kid is dead!"

On the street, many cultivators looked very excited.

"Patriarch, they are here!" Li Fei swallowed a mouthful of saliva in horror, so frightened that his liver and gallbladder were torn apart.

"Stinky boy! Did you see it? The guardians and elders of the Peerless Temple are here! I see how you die!" Ye Wuyou sneered proudly. At this moment, it seemed that he had already been resurrected with blood.

Ye Wuyou didn't notice the panic and stiff expressions of the Ye Family Master and the three elders.

After a while, Tianzu and Tang Aofeng and other peerless temple powerhouses descended on the street, and the street instantly became quiet.

"It's over..." Seeing the gloomy expressions on Tianzu and the others, Ye Patriarch suddenly felt despair in his heart.

"Great protector! Great elder! This kid..." Ye Wuyou immediately shouted.

"Snapped!"

Unfortunately, before he could finish speaking, Xiao Ying slapped Ye Wuyou away with a slap.

The sudden slap made the street cultivators jump, and they were all dumbfounded.

"Xiaoying! You bastard! Why do you keep targeting me everywhere?" Ye Wuyou instantly ran away and cursed at Xiaoying.

Recalling the last time Xiaoying humiliated him in front of many people, Ye Wuyou's anger erupted directly.

"Beast! Shut up for me!" Ye Patriarch scolded Ye Wuyou angrily.

"Dad, what did I do wrong? Xiaoying, this bastard, is always targeting me. I was severely injured. Not only did he not help me, but he still beats me now." Ye Wuyou said angrily.

"Humph!" Tianzu snorted fiercely, and Sen Leng's eyes swept to Ye Wuyou.

Seeing Tian Zusen's cold eyes, Ye Wuyou groaned in his heart, so frightened that he almost suffocated.

At this moment, Ye Wuyou finally realized something, and his dazed eyes couldn't help but look at Feng Wuchen.

The cultivators watching on the street, if they don't understand at this moment, then they are all fools.

No one dared to speak, Ye Family Master and the others, except for being frightened or frightened.

"I don't understand why you always want to deal with me. For the Ye family's sake, I have already spared you twice. I thought you would retreat in spite of difficulties. It seems that I think too much." Feng Wuchen looked towards Ye Wuyou said.

"Young Master Chen, are you going to kill him?" Xiaoying asked respectfully.

"Chen... Chen Shao..." Hearing Xiao Ying's name, Ye Wuyou was instantly desperate and knelt down.

Ye Wuyou only realized now who he had offended, and secretly regretted not listening to Li Fei's reminder, and regretted provoking Feng Wuchen for the third time.

"He... is he Chen Shao?"

"He is actually Chen Shao, a god-king level alchemist in the Peerless Temple!"

"Young Master Ye is finished this time. The person he offended is Young Master Chen!"

Xiao Ying's name for Feng Wuchen also shocked the street cultivators, and their eyes widened to the extreme.

"Break his hand! Give him a long memory." Feng Wuchen said coldly. After all, the Ye family was the power to sit down in the Wushuang Temple, and Feng Wuchen didn't want to embarrass Tianzu and the others.

"No! Young Master Chen! I was wrong! I didn't know you were Young Master Chen!" Ye Wuyou kowtowed in horror and begged for mercy.

Xiao Ying directly took out a sword and cut off Ye Wuyou's arm without hesitation.

"Ah..." The pain spread all over the body instantly, blood spurted wildly, Ye Wuyou suddenly screamed.