Chapter 1096
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Li Bufan’s face darkened as he glared at Yan Beifeng and snorted coldly, “Yan Beifeng, what are you raving about? Do I even know you that well?”
This fool, does he have any idea what the situation is right now?
Join forces?
Kill Ye Wushuang?
Forget the two of them joining forces; even if ten more pairs joined in, it wouldn’t be enough to scratch Ye Wushuang.
Hearing Li Bufan’s words, Yan Beifeng was utterly astonished.
“I heard that you and your brother Li Baifan were extremely close. He was killed by Ye Wushuang, and you’ve never thought about avenging him?” Yan Beifeng asked, bewildered.
Li Bufan lost his patience completely, waving his hand and saying, “Yan Beifeng, you are you, and I am me. Mind your own business.”
“Moreover, Li Baifan challenged Ye Wushuang on his own. He was outmatched and killed. There’s nothing more to say. I’ve never thought about avenging him!”
These words were more for Ye Wushuang’s ears than Yan Beifeng’s. Li Bufan wanted to explain to Ye Wushuang that he had no intention of seeking revenge, but he couldn’t bring himself to do it directly.
Ye Wushuang watched the exchange between the two and took a step forward, smiling, “If both of you want to take revenge on me, feel free to come at me together!”
As soon as these words left his mouth, Yan Beifeng’s fists clenched tightly, and he was consumed with rage.
Ye Wushuang was just too arrogant!
But upon hearing this, Li Bufan’s face turned pale, and he quickly waved his hands, saying, “Ye Wushuang, you’ve misunderstood. Every word I said is true. Li Baifan’s challenge was his own decision, not sanctioned by our Li clan. He was outmatched and lost to you. I’ve never thought about avenging him!”
At this point, Li Bufan no longer cared about saving face.
Compared to pride, life was far more important.
Qin Muyu and Li Wenqing, watching Li Bufan’s pale and frightened face, couldn’t help but feel amused inside.
Indeed, the only thing that could truly intimidate enemies was one’s own strength.
“Li Bufan, you’re such a coward!” Yan Beifeng growled viciously.
He never expected that the top genius of the Li clan would be such a spineless person!
Glancing at Qiu Zhishan beside him, Yan Beifeng’s expression brightened as he looked at her.
“Qiu Zhishan, both of us are the Saint Son and Saintess of the Taiqing Palace. You help me tie up Qin Muyu and Li Wenqing, and once I’ve killed Ye Wushuang, I’ll definitely reward you! How about that?”
There were five Saint Sons and Saintesses in the Taiqing Palace:
Taiqing Yao.
Qiu Zhishan.
Hua Yuli.
Yu Hao.
Yan Beifeng.
Among them, the two Saint Sons were in competition to become the ultimate Saint Son, while the three Saintesses were competing for the position of the ultimate Saintess.
However, there was no competition between the Saint Sons and Saintesses.
Yan Beifeng and Qiu Zhishan had a relatively good relationship.
But when Qiu Zhishan heard Yan Beifeng’s words, her pretty face instantly turned pale. She clenched her fists tightly, her body trembled slightly, and after biting her lips, she finally managed to utter a single word:
“Get out!”
This single word was like an invisible slap, striking Yan Beifeng’s face.
Li Bufan… Qiu Zhishan… What was going on with them?
Li Bufan’s brother had been killed, and he wasn’t seeking revenge. When had he become so magnanimous?
Qiu Zhishan was known for her good temper. He had merely invited cooperation, and she was cursing directly?
At this moment, Ye Wushuang spoke: “They won’t help you, and I won’t let Senior Brother Qin and Senior Sister Li interfere. If you want to kill me for revenge, come on!”
Upon hearing this, Li Bufan and Qiu Zhishan looked at Yan Beifeng with a face full of sorrow.
This fool had no idea what he was dealing with!
“Fine!”
Yan Beifeng snorted, “Ye Wushuang, you said it yourself. All these people here can be witnesses!”
Yuan Tianzong laughed and said, “Ah, yes, yes, we’ll all be witnesses. He said it, a duel with you!”
This fool…
Was he so eager to court death?
“Fine!”
Yan Beifeng sneered coldly, “Ye Wushuang, I’ll show you the power of the Taiqing Palace’s Saint Son.”
With a flash, Yan Beifeng’s figure moved, and he launched a punch directly at Ye Wushuang.
In his punch, there was a dazzling golden light, condensing into one sharp after another, like swords or knives, enveloping Ye Wushuang.
Yan Beifeng was quite confident!
This was a royal-grade boxing technique he had obtained within the Heavenly and Earthly Gates, and he had directly received the boxing technique’s inheritance, perfecting it to its ultimate level.
With his current seventh level of the Wanfa realm, he was certain that Ye Wushuang would absolutely, positively not be able to withstand it.
Seeing Yan Beifeng charging at him like this, Ye Wushuang took a step forward, exhaled, and then pushed out his palm.
The Great Void Thunder Palm Technique!
The first move.
Primordial Thunder Palm.
One palm against one punch.
Boom…
A muffled and deep roar exploded.
“Ah…”
The next moment, a惨叫声scream of agony rang out.
Yan Beifeng’s entire arm was shattered, a mess of blood and flesh.
But just as his body was thrown back by the shockwave, Ye Wushuang had already closed in, grabbing his neck with one hand.
“No… it can’t be…”
Yan Beifeng was completely stunned.
In just one move, he had been defeated by Ye Wushuang!
Compared to before entering the Heavenly and Earthly Gates, Yan Beifeng had become several times stronger, yet he was still defeated by Ye Wushuang in a single move!
“Nothing is impossible.”
Ye Wushuang clenched his palm.
Bang!!!
Yan Beifeng’s entire body was slammed onto the ground, the hard bluestone surface of the main road cracking like a turtle shell.
Yan Beifeng’s back was covered in blood, and he was spewing blood from his mouth. His neck had been completely crushed by Ye Wushuang. As his life force gradually faded, Yan Beifeng stared blankly at Li Bufan and Qiu Zhishan in the distance…
He finally understood why they had looked that way just now.
Because Ye Wushuang had become so powerful that they were no longer on the same level as him!
The few people who had arrived with Yan Beifeng turned and fled at this moment. Was Ye Wushuang a devil?
Ye Wushuang stood up, straightened his clothes, and looked at Li Bufan and Qiu Zhishan, saying calmly, “If you really want to kill me, do it now. If you don’t take this chance, and try to attack me in the future, I guarantee you will die even more miserably!”
Li Bufan and Qiu Zhishan hurriedly forced a smile and waved their hands frantically.
Initially, Qiu Zhishan and Li Bufan had maintained their pride in front of Ye Wushuang. But after witnessing Ye Wushuang’s terrifying power again and again, the last bit of their arrogance had been shattered by his strength.
There was no point in comparing oneself to others.
“I didn’t expect things to be so lively over here!”
At that moment, a cheerful voice suddenly rang out from the street corner.
