Upon hearing Ye Wushuang's words, Qin Shang looked at the corpse of Qin Cang on the ground, feeling helpless.
He was, of course, aware of Qin Cang's reputation.
But that was not a reason for Ye Wushuang to kill Qin Cang!
Because Ye Wushuang was unworthy!
The Ye family, which had been in decline, had no right to strike at the members of the Qin family!
"Your Qin family certainly has a great deal of prestige!"
"Ye Wushuang!" Qin Shang shouted at this moment: "I don't know why you didn't die and instead gained the strength of the fifth level of physical cultivation, but... if you persist in your folly, the Ye family will perish!"
"Good, good, good!" Ye Wushuang said three 'goods' in a row, sneering: "I, Ye Wushuang, have always hated being threatened by others in my life!"
"Let go? Impossible! But..." Ye Wushuang paused, pulling back the short sword, bringing the blade to Qin Ming's neck, and said coldly: "The body, I can give it to your Qin family!"
With a swish.
The short sword directly cut across Qin Ming's neck, blood spurted out, splashing onto Ye Wushuang's handsome face.
At this moment, Qin Shang was completely furious.
"Die."
With a cold hum, Qin Shang's body directly rushed out, both hands forming palms, directly slapping towards Ye Wushuang's chest.
"Spirit Tiger Slash!"
Ye Wushuang did not dodge or avoid, directly forming fists with both hands, and smashing down in an instant.
The fists and palms collided, making a loud bang, Ye Wushuang's body retreated, and at this moment, Qin Shang's momentum was also blocked.
Blocked?
Everyone was stunned.
Qin Shang was a true seventh level of physical cultivation, with the power of sixty-three oxen, and Ye Wushuang, who was at the fifth level of physical cultivation, actually blocked it!
"No wonder he was so fearless!"
Qin Shang said coldly at this moment: "Stronger than the average fifth level, but in front of me, Qin Shang, it still doesn't count for much!"
Ye Wushuang did not speak, his hands slightly clenched at this moment, the strength gathered, his body tensed, staring straight at Qin Shang.
"Since you are so stubborn, I will kill you, and I will go to the Ye mansion myself, and exterminate your entire Ye family!"
Whoosh...
As soon as Qin Shang finished speaking, he rushed out again.
His hands changed unpredictably between the kills, the spiritual energy gathered in the palm of his hand, and the palm strength was sometimes gathered together, sometimes spread out.
"Soul Splitting Palm!"
In an instant, Qin Shang arrived in front of Ye Wushuang, pushed out a palm, the palm strength vibrated, and the air produced a humming sound.
At this moment, Ye Wushuang's expression was extremely calm.
Qin Shang, at the seventh level, with the power of sixty-three oxen, was much stronger than the forty-nine oxen he currently had at the fifth level.
However, the Tiger Roar Fist he practiced was an extremely powerful martial technique in this world!
"Spirit Tiger Shock!"
With a word in his heart, Ye Wushuang punched out with both fists, and in this instant, his fist strength seemed to fluctuate, causing the vibrating air to produce a shockwave, impacting out.
"Tiger God Roar!"
And as soon as this fist gathered its strength, Ye Wushuang changed his move again, clapping his fists together, and in an instant, a roar of a fierce tiger was produced, shaking Qin Shang's mind.
In a moment of daze, Qin Shang's internal spiritual energy was disordered, and the palm strength was chaotic. At this moment, the shock force of Ye Wushuang's Spirit Tiger Shock arrived.
Boom...
Qin Shang's chest collapsed, a mouthful of blood sprayed out, and he fell to the ground with a thud.
At this moment, the surroundings were completely silent.
Qin Shang, defeated?
How could this be possible!
Ye Wushuang, at the fifth level, actually defeated Qin Shang so decisively!
At this moment, Ye Wushuang picked up the short sword from the ground, squatted down, and inserted the sword into Qin Shang's chest, with blood dripping out.
Ye Wushuang lifted Qin Shang's body, dragging it behind him, and walked out step by step.
"Tell the Qin family, if they want to save him, come to the Ye mansion, I, Ye Wushuang, am waiting!"
Ye Wushuang walked out step by step, dragging Qin Shang's body on the ground, with blood flowing out, dyeing the ground red.
"Oh, right!"
Ye Wushuang turned back to look at the several bodyguards of the Qin family, suddenly smiled, and said: "You have to be quick, otherwise, I'm afraid he will die, and you can only bring back a corpse!"
The young man in white, deeply stained with blood, dragging the genius of the Qin family, walked step by step towards the Ye mansion.
At this moment, the onlookers were completely in an uproar, hurrying to disperse, and several bodyguards of the Qin family, with the bodies of Qin Cang and Qin Ming, quickly returned to the Qin family to report the matter.
The sky is changing!
The sky of Liuyue City is about to change!
On the street, Ye Wushuang dragged the body of Qin Shang towards the Ye mansion, with Xiao Yuan holding Ye Feifei, following by his side.
"Brother..."
Ye Feifei looked worried at this moment.
This time, it seemed that a huge trouble had been caused.
The crisis brought by the Yun family had not been resolved, and because of herself, her brother had offended the Qin family.
Ye Wushuang looked at Ye Feifei, as if thinking of something, and took out a package wrapped in oil paper from his arms.
"The candied hawthorn sticks I brought for you, I didn't forget!"
Ye Wushuang tore open the oil paper, looking at the crushed candied hawthorn sticks, and said with a wry smile: "They are all crushed, I will buy you a new one another day!"
But at this moment, Ye Feifei took the candied hawthorn sticks and held them in her hand, saying: "No, I like everything that my brother buys for me."
Ye Wushuang looked at the smile on Ye Feifei's face and also grinned.
In his previous life, he was the leader of the ten heavenly emperors of Cang Huang, but he was an orphan himself, and he practiced all the way to the peak, never experiencing the taste of family affection.
In this life and the previous life, he is the Heavenly Emperor Ye Wushuang, and also Ye Wushuang of the Ye family.
This family affection in the face of adversity is what he values and cherishes the most at the moment!
No one can destroy it!
"Feifei..."
"Hmm?"
"Brother promises you, there will be no next time!" Ye Wushuang said calmly: "No one can touch you again!"
"Okay."
Ye Feifei took a bite of the candied hawthorn stick, and tears flowed down again, wiped her tears, and said with a smile and a cry: "It's too hard, it hurts my teeth, that's why I'm crying..."
Although Ye Feifei is only ten years old, she has been poor since she was a child, and for more than three years, she has seen her brother secretly practicing at home in the middle of the night.
In this martial world,
Only by becoming a martial artist can one survive! Protect relatives!
There have been too many times when her brother's hands were covered with blood and his legs were swollen, but each time, her brother hid it, not letting her mother see, not letting her third uncle see.
Time and time again, he failed, was frustrated, and cried, but her brother bore it all by himself!
Her brother's efforts, she saw them all.
For the Ye family, her brother was even willing to marry into the Yun family and become a son-in-law, relying on others for support!
No one knows better than her how much her brother has paid to support this family, to give this family hope.
"Brother..."
"Hmm?"
"I also want to practice martial arts, become a powerful martial artist, and in the future, I will protect you, protect mother, protect third uncle, and Uncle He!"
Ye Wushuang looked at Ye Feifei, gently rubbed her head, and said with a smile: "Okay, brother is waiting for that day..."
As the sun sets in the west, three figures head towards the Ye mansion, and the bloodstain behind them seems to be indicating that a storm is about to come!
At the entrance of the Ye Mansion, Liu Yuemei and Ye Qingfeng were anxiously waiting.
As soon as they saw the three figures returning from the street corner, Liu Yuemei could no longer contain herself and rushed out.
"Wushuang, Feifei..."
Seeing Ye Wushuang and Ye Feifei return safely, Liu Yuemei finally let out a sigh of relief.
"Feifei, your face... why are you bleeding..."
"Mother."
Ye Feifei threw herself into Liu Yuemei's arms and said, "I'm fine, those bad people bullied me, but my brother killed them all!"
At this moment, Liu Yuemei looked up at Ye Wushuang with a face full of astonishment.