Chapter 21: First Collect Some Interest

  "Third Elder, how much longer must we wait?! They've all gone to the Wei residence to vent their frustrations, leaving us to wait here alone, how boring!"

  On top of the mountain cave, a young man looked at the middle-aged man not far away and said with a hint of resentment, his eyes flashing with a sense of unwillingness.

  "Yè Xuán, say a few less words. Since the master of the house has arranged it this way, there must be a reason for such an arrangement." The middle-aged man's face flashed with a stern expression at this time, and he said in a low voice.

  However, a flash of impatience also flickered in his eyes. The family's talents were all out, just to destroy the Wei family today. However, he was arranged in the Xiangshan Mountains to ambush and prevent the people from the Wei family from escaping through the tunnels.

  "I hope the homeowner's decision is correct."

  The middle-aged man muttered to himself, then suddenly his face changed and he shouted in a low voice: "All stand by."

  Then with a light leap, he directly arrived at the open space in front of the mountain cave. At this time, looking up, a hemp-clothed young man flew out lightly, and on his back was actually a girl, couldn't help but laugh haha.

  "There really are still fish that have escaped the net."

  As soon as the voice fell, the middle-aged man's palm lightly waved, and a slightly overbearing palm wind rushed towards the hemp-clothed man. In his opinion, this isolated slap should at least blast the young man down.

  "Boom."

  Wei Hong watched as the palm wind attacked him, but instead of dodging or evading, he fiercely swung his fist and dispersed the palm wind. At the same time, he steadied himself and stood at an angle, gazing calmly at the person waiting for him.

  "What?"

  The middle-aged man's face showed a hint of surprise, in his opinion, the little guy in front of him was going all out against himself, and there could only be one outcome - severe injury. However, at this moment, he didn't have even a single scratch on him.

  "Kid, no wonder you managed to escape with your life. It turns out you have some skills." The middle-aged man said, still speaking in a calm and collected tone as he gazed at Wei Hong.

  "Bring out all the Ye family members, just you alone are probably not enough." Wei Hong put down Xiao Ye and looked at the middle-aged man, suddenly bursting into laughter.

  "Little kid, you're quite arrogant. Third Elder, let me deal with him." Ye Xuan arrived beside the middle-aged man at this time and heard Wei Hong's provocation. He shouted in anger and didn't wait for the Third Elder to respond. With a swing of his hand, he stabbed towards Wei Hong with the long sword in his hand.

  Wang De Ye Xuan suddenly made a move, and the three elders did not intervene. Although Ye Xuan was arrogant, he had already reached the peak of fourth-grade cultivation, and his Flowing Wind Swordsmanship had been practiced to perfection. Among those at the same level, it could be said that there were few who could match him.

  Looking at the fierce swordsmanship, Wei Hong lightly dodged, however, Ye Xuan's swordsmanship was quite elegant and agile. The Flowing Wind Sword Technique, as its name suggests, was like a gentle breeze when executed, elusive and unpredictable.

  "Can you get out of the way?"

  Wei Hong actually wanted to dodge, Ye Xuan's face revealed a hint of mockery, and he lightly shouted: "Liu Yun Thirteen Swords."

  Only Ye Xuan's long sword in his hand suddenly accelerated, and in an instant, thirteen swords were made, sealing off all of Wei Hong's retreats, thirteen sword lights enveloping Wei Hong inside.

  "Master." Xiao Ye's face changed greatly, and he was about to rush towards Wei Hong.

  Wei Hui had just come out of the cave and saw such a scene, for a moment, he was stunned.

  "Heh heh, Xiao Xuan's swordsmanship seems to have improved again. This kid is doomed for sure. After I finish him off, I'll take care of the rest of the Wei family." The middle-aged man's stiff face revealed a hint of a smile as he spoke in a low voice.

  "That's right, it seems that Xuan Ge's swordsmanship has reached a higher level again." The person beside him from the Ye family also said lightly, as if he had already seen Wei Hong's dead body.

  "The Thirteen Swords?"

  Wei Hong felt a hint of pressure and his face revealed a hint of coldness. Since you don't want me to hide, then I'll give you a blow.

  Thinking so, Wei Hong directly swung his fists, revealing a ferocious expression on his face, and let out a loud roar.

  "Broken"

  Break

  Break.

  Only to see Wei Hong crazily waving his fists, shouting three times, completely shattering the thirteen sword shadows. Then, he suddenly thrust a sword at Ye Xuan's throat with one hand and grabbed it with his left hand.

  "Come over."

  Wei Hong let out a low shout, and with one swift motion, he pulled Ye Xuan over to him. Before Ye Xuan could even react, Wei Hong's right hand came crashing down towards his head with full force.

  Expansion

  Ye Xuan didn't even have time to shout, and Wei Hong directly punched his head into a pulp. Then, with one kick of his right foot, he kicked Ye Xuan's headless corpse towards the middle-aged man.

  From Wei Hong's near-death at the sword's edge to Ye Xuan's sudden reversal of fortune, in just an instant, everyone was stunned by this dramatic turn of events. The middle-aged man gazed at Ye Xuan's corpse flying towards him, his eyes wide with rage, and with a sweep of his large hand, he brought down Ye Xuan's body.

  "Little brat, today I will tear you into a million pieces." The middle-aged man suddenly flew into a rage. To think that Ye Xuan was also the young genius who was about to go to the Ye family's main house, and now he had actually died here - how could he explain this to the master of the house?

  "Wei Hui, this person is handed over to me, the others from the Ye family are handed over to you."

  Wei Hong glanced at the people brought by Ye's family, then said to Wei Hui, and immediately shifted his gaze to the middle-aged man: "You want to destroy my Wei family, today I will first ask for some interest."

  Wei Hong let out a loud roar and directly charged at the middle-aged man, because he saw that the middle-aged man in front of him was only a sixth-grade martial artist, and he still had the strength to fight.

  The middle-aged man snorted coldly and swung his fists, engaging in a fierce battle with Wei Hong.

  The two men's battle was like a signal, thoroughly igniting the fighting spirit of both sides. At this time, including Wei Hui, every person in their heart had been suppressing a burning anger, and now they were rushing towards the other people of the Ye family like madmen.

  Middle-aged man is Ye Jia Sanlang, Ye Shaoqiu. Because the master said that even if he passed through the underground passage, he was just a fish who escaped the net, so he only brought less than twenty people, and it was evenly matched with the Wei family.

  The Wei family members were now all enraged, and one by one they let out mournful cries as the two sides instantly fell into a life-or-death struggle, entwining together.

  "Nasty, what a strange kid."

  Ye Shaoqiu cursed in his heart, clearly three ranks lower than himself, but his strength was not inferior to his own, and his moves were vicious, making Ye Shaoqiu resist and retreat, even being completely suppressed by Wei Hong.

  Wei Hong's current Fierce King Fist, three moves didn't stop at all, not caring about the martial energy that was almost exhausted on his body, each move was desperate, and the power of his fist had reached the level of two tigers, even surpassing Ye Shaoyu's strength.

  Expansion

  Swollen

  Expansion

  Wei Hong didn't want to clash with Ye Shaoqiu, but the latter was already retreating step by step. At this time, Ye Shaoqiu felt his arms going numb, and seeing the young man in front of him getting more and more excited from the fight, a surge of anger rose up in Ye's heart, making it hard for him to breathe.

  "Ah!" Ye Shaoqiu let out a loud cry, and then his entire body's martial energy cultivation condensed onto his palm, which he fiercely chopped towards Wei Hong.

  "Blazing Sword Palm."

  Ye Shaoyu's right hand suddenly formed a palm, like a large knife, fiercely chopping towards Wei Hong. The Flame Palm was a Ye family martial art, a top-grade Yellow-tier technique with extremely strong attacking power.

  As soon as this palm came out, Wei Hong's attack was instantly stopped, and the knife flame palm was about to reach his own eyes. Wei Hong had no way to avoid it, but he actually rushed towards Ye Shaoqiu with the most fierce blow.

  "Haha, the three elders have finally made their move, this kid is definitely going to die." The Ye family members who were fighting against the Wei family at this time saw the middle-aged man use his ultimate technique, and one by one, they gained momentum and shouted as they charged towards the Wei family.

  Looking at the Wei family, Wei Hui and others now have worried expressions on their faces. At this time, everyone has unknowingly taken Wei Hong as a pillar of support.

  "Young master will not lose." Little Ye said with unusual confidence from a short distance away from the battlefield.

  At this time, the palm wind that had transformed into a large knife directly smashed into Wei Hong's chest, and with one blow, it sent Wei Hong flying, spitting blood and flying backwards. However, just as Ye Shaoqiu's heart was about to feel a hint of relief, his face suddenly turned ugly.

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