The wind-breaking sound came extremely fast, with an astonishing force, as decisive as a deadly killer, aiming to strike down Yang Xuanfeng on the spot.
"How dare you!" Yang Jianye immediately exploded with anger, leaping up and catching the object aimed at Yang Xuanfeng out of mid-air.
Yang Xuanfeng turned to look at Meng Kingdom and noticed inscrutable expressions on their faces, confused as to who had just launched the attack.
Yang Jianye looked at the object in his hand, a short pitch-black knife, extremely sharp, thrown with such speed that surely a master had released it. With Yang Xuanfeng's ability, it would have been impossible to dodge.
"Meng Kingdom, you're asking for death!" yelled Yang Jianye. An attempted assassination of his elder son right before his eyes -- how could he tolerate this?
With nothing left to say, Yang Jianye, in a fit of rage, sent a palm strike towards all the people of Meng Kingdom, intending to wipe them out without any reason.
