Supreme Martial God of the City-Chapter 321 - 317: Three Together (Seeking Monthly Tickets and Subscriptions)

Chapter 321: Chapter 317: Three Together (Seeking Monthly Tickets and Subscriptions)

"You didn’t embarrass yourself!!!"

"Why did you come here to be a security guard!!!"

Ye Tian gently helped Xiao Liu up, a glimmer of cold light flashing in his eyes.

A distinguished Dragon Soul member, soul of the nation, sneaking into this small villa area to become a humble security guard, must have unspoken sorrows.

"Instructor, no... nothing!!"

"I just felt too tired in Dragon Soul, couldn’t keep up with their pace, so I quit." freeweɓnovel-cøm

"It’s okay, I’m fine now, well-fed and clothed."

"Sometimes I even go to the bar with the guys for a drink."

Xiao Liu’s eyes were evasive, smiling bitterly as he spoke.

That incident was the nightmare of his life, dozens of brothers, all buried there. His chest harbored endless anger, but nowhere to release it.

After he successfully escaped, he secretly investigated for a year, even begged the Dragon King. In the end, he learned the truth; the "accident" was entirely man-made.

Unlucky, who to blame?

The forces behind it were terrifyingly frightening. He didn’t want his instructor to also fall into this abyss for revenge.

"Let’s not talk about this, it’s almost over inside."

"I’ll go in first."

Ye Tian patted Xiao Liu’s shoulder, smiled, and said.

"Instructor, be careful..."

"I just recognized that Sima Family’s young master and Feng Family’s young master are both inside."

"I guess they are discussing some earth-shaking secret in there, it’s not advisable to go in."

"And there’s a very formidable old man beside Sima Yan, he should be a Martial Cultivator."

Xiao Liu looked at Ye Tian seriously, his eyes filled with worry.

"I know, I just saw it."

"You did not let our Dragon Soul down."

"I’m going, you wait for me here."

Ye Tian smiled as he spoke, already stepping through the villa’s gate.

"Instru...."

Xiao Liu was about to call out to stop Ye Tian, but remembering the instructor’s mystery, he shut his mouth without understanding why.

"Shen Cang, I hope it’s not you. Otherwise, I’ll risk my life to fight you."

"Brothers, I’m sorry."

"Instructor, I won’t drag you down, I’ll live for Dragon Soul, die for Dragon Soul!!"

Xiao Liu looked inside, gritting his teeth as he spoke.

In fact, at that moment, Ye Tian’s ear twitched slightly, murmured, "Surely, this kid has been through something??"

"Shen Family? Shen Cang, interesting!!"

After saying this, the corners of Ye Tian’s mouth lifted slightly, without making any sound, as if merging with Heaven and Earth.

In the hall.

"One!!!!"

"Good, good!!!! Young Master Shen indeed has courage, then don’t blame us for being impolite!"

Feng Li showed an angry look, this ’one’ had actually lasted for three minutes, but Shen Cang still sat there indifferently.

"Hoo hoo~~~"

"I ca...can barely breathe, brother, save me!!"

Feng Li suddenly stood out, releasing Dark-grade cultivation, suppressing Mu Shui, who had no cultivation at all, with an invisible pressure that choked his throat, making him unable to breathe, covered in cold sweat, clothes drenched.

Fortunately, Mu Yang timely released pressure, barely blocking it for him. Mu Yang looked solemnly at Feng Li and said in a low voice, "Dark Rank Cultivation?? Is the Feng Family going to produce another genius?"

Feng Li was only in his twenties, already possessing Dark Rank Cultivation. Compared to the supreme geniuses of the Spirit World, the gap was as wide as a chasm, but here, in the Mortal World, it didn’t have the favorable martial arts environment of the Spirit World.

Of course, someone like Ye Tian, an evil existence, who is rare in All Heavens and Worlds in billions of years, Mu Yang wouldn’t foolishly compare Feng Li to Earth’s only King.

In his view, if Feng Li could join the Divine Martial Pavilion in the future, achieving Earth Rank cultivation should be a large probability. This way, the Feng Family would have two Grandmasters, bringing greater prosperity.

Feng Li approached Shen Cang step by step, eyes full of disdain, already imagining the scene of Shen Cang kneeling and begging for mercy. This thought made the mocking smile on his face blossom even more.

"Wait!!"

Shen Cang suddenly stood up, making Mu Shui’s heart tighten.

"What, is Young Master Shen scared??"

"Weren’t you calm, drinking tea just now? Now you’re ready to beg for mercy?"

"Fine, if you obediently cooperate with our two families, we might spare your life, otherwise, hehe!"

Feng Li sneered.

"No, I mean, you’re not enough!"

"You three pieces of trash come at me together, I’ve been itching to find some practice hands lately."

Shen Cang’s expression was as cold as ice and snow, his tone bone-chilling, completely disregarding the three of them.

"Haha, good good!!"

"In that case, we’ll be impolite."

"Elder Xuan, Sima Yan, you heard it, they called us trash."

"Now let us three pieces of trash teach this monkey who doesn’t know his limits a lesson!"

Feng Li laughed loudly, feeling it was the funniest joke he had ever heard. As the eldest of the Feng Family, who in the Capital City didn’t fear him, now being called trash by a young master of a small city family, how enraging!!

"Why waste words, this isn’t the Capital City, the longer we stay, the more troubles arise!!"

"Let’s all attack, knock him out first."

Sima Yan slightly frowned, finding Shen Cang’s attitude too arrogant.

In the blink of an eye, Feng Li’s whip kick, like a silver lightning bolt, aimed directly at Shen Cang’s legs, clearly intending to cripple his ability to escape.

Elder Xuan’s attack, worthy of the Ghost Hand, was both ethereal and fierce, teaming up with Sima Yan, launching a pincer attack aimed at Shen Cang’s head.

Mu Yang and Mu Shui even closed their eyes, not daring to witness the bloody scene.

"Hehe, interesting, but what a pity!!"

Shen Cang shook his head and sighed.

Suddenly, Shen Cang took a small step forward, his fist clenched and punched out, this punch seemed ordinary, like a casual strike.

"What’s happening!!! I can’t move!!!"

The first to strike, Feng Li, felt his pores explode, heart racing, instantly channeling all his spiritual power to the peak, and leaped backward.

But just as he managed to jump half a meter back, Shen Cang’s punch landed.

"Boom boom boom~~~"

Three loud bangs resonated from within Feng Li’s body, he screamed in agony, flew back seven or eight meters, and fell to the ground. His left chest completely caved in, muscles, ribs, all crushed like foam.

Fortunately, it seemed Shen Cang held back, otherwise this blow would have been fatal.

"What!!!"

"A master, young master, run!!"

Elder Xuan’s white beard stood straight, eyes bulging as if they would pop out, utterly incredulous.

Shen Cang’s punch was too fast, faster than lightning.