Rebirth of the Cultivation Devil

A direct line of blood appeared, slowly surfacing on the forehead, then suddenly a vertical blood mark appeared fiercely, and blood began to gush out.

Pu Tianxing’s body fell heavily to the ground.

Dead, just like that?

Kong Ningshuang was slightly taken aback. A Junior War King was nothing; many Ancient Martial World geniuses could handle it. Among the geniuses of the Ancient Martial World, there was no shortage of Junior War King figures.

But Kong Ningshuang herself was even an Advanced War King, with extraordinary talent, dazzling and brilliant.

However, to deal with a Junior War King, even for her, it couldn’t be so simple. To directly cut through the enemy’s weapon along with their body with one sword was truly terrifying!

Kong Ningshuang suddenly wavered in her heart. Originally, in her heart, Ye Qingfeng was just someone who had acquired the inheritance of a strong person in the secular world, having an amazing opportunity against the heavens.

But ultimately lacked foundation, unable to compete with true geniuses like Ma Gu and Dugu Xiao.

"What kind of opportunity did you obtain that makes you so formidable? Indeed, you don’t even care for the inheritance of Panwu Immortal, the inheritance you received before must be extremely against the heavens!"

Kong Ningshuang looked at Ye Qingfeng, a hint of surprise appearing on her pretty face.

Ye Qingfeng smiled faintly, and did not explain. He had no opportunities; his greatest opportunity was himself.

He is the Nine Tribulations Immortal Venerable!

He once existed as someone who could crush mountains with a single finger, who could shatter stars with one sword.

He once existed as a terrifying presence that countless cosmic powers feared.

But these things, Ye Qingfeng naturally wouldn’t speak out, and even if he did, Kong Ningshuang wouldn’t believe it.

"At this rate, you indeed have the qualification to contend with Ma Gu and the others, but you need to truly enter the Ancient Martial World to cultivate in order to bridge the gap!"

Kong Ningshuang saw Ye Qingfeng not speaking, and continued to say.

"Ma Gu? I don’t know who you are talking about, but in my eyes, they are all trash!" Ye Qingfeng said calmly.

"You! You are too arrogant, I tell you, Ma Gu and Dugu Xiao are true geniuses of the Ancient Martial World, incomparable to the likes of Ling Ling and Yao Qian!"

Kong Ningshuang was instantly exasperated, irritated by Ye Qingfeng’s arrogance. Was he so narcissistic just because of a little compliment, thinking himself invincible in the world?

Does he think that just because he defeated Yao Qian, defeated a Martial Artist of War King Realm, he could disdain the world’s talents?

"As of now, you merely have the qualification to contend with them, but really comparing, you are still lacking. After all, your foundations differ greatly!"

Kong Ningshuang said to Ye Qingfeng, she did not like this arrogance of his, thinking himself invincible in the world.

After all, Ma Gu and Dugu Xiao were from top sects of the Ancient Martial World, while Ye Qingfeng was merely a loose cultivator in the secular world, the foundation indeed differed immensely.

"Heh"

Ye Qingfeng chuckled, not arguing with Kong Ningshuang. Mere talents of the Ancient Martial World did not even have the qualification to be compared with him, Ye Qingfeng did not care, so why bother to argue.

Kong Ningshuang thought Ye Qingfeng would argue again, but unexpectedly, he stopped talking and instead showed such a dismissive smile.

Her heart was even more enraged!

Invisible arrogance is most deadly!

"Wait till you meet people like Ma Gu, you will understand!" Kong Ningshuang said resentfully.

She snorted angrily, ignoring Ye Qingfeng, sure that one day this guy will know there are always people better and skies beyond the skies!

At this moment, in the villa, a figure suddenly flickered, running directly towards the door.

"Swish!"

The Futu Sword flew out, turned into a red light, directly cutting under the foot of the figure, severing one leg, and blood gushed immediately as the figure also fell to the ground.

"Did you think you could escape?" Ye Qingfeng calmly looked at the fallen Fang Junhe.

Fang Junhe lay on the ground, looking at Ye Qingfeng with fear in his eyes, his face constantly flickering with a terrified expression.

"Don’t worry, I won’t kill you. Since I severed one of your arms last time, this time, I’ll just leave you with one leg." Ye Qingfeng shook his head and said calmly.

"Next time, you can also bring people to Huayu Group. I still won’t kill you, just take away another arm!"

Fang Junhe’s face changed drastically, staring at Ye Qingfeng, as if seeing an absolute demon, shouting sharply: "You pervert! Demon!"

He was originally a Peak War General, respected, and a strong figure of Hanxing’s Dark Department, a big shot where all sides respected him.

Now, he lost an arm and a leg, becoming disabled, which was even more painful than death.

Ye Qingfeng ignored him. Dare to come to Huayu Group for an assassination, you must be prepared to pay the price.

He walked beside the sofa and sat down, his Spiritual Power slowly flowing, he actually planned to directly start cultivating.

Kong Ningshuang was taken aback and said: "Ye Qingfeng, aren’t we leaving?"

"Didn’t that Martial Artist say his master is Nan Yan Gui? Naturally, I want to wait for him to arrive and solve it together." Ye Qingfeng said calmly.

"What, you want to wait for his master?" Kong Ningshuang was stunned for a moment, then her willow brows slightly frowned, "Do you know that this person is already a Junior War King, his master’s cultivation must be very terrifying."

"If it’s a War Emperor Warrior, even if it’s Basic-level War Emperor, we would be in trouble!"

"No worries!"

Ye Qingfeng shook his head and said calmly.

No matter who, repeatedly intruding into his Huayu Group, must pay the price, this time, no one can save the Hanxing Group.

Looking at Korea’s population and national strength, this Nan Yan Gui’s cultivation is at most Basic-level War Emperor, Ye Qingfeng has no fear.

Grass cutting and root removal!

If he couldn’t kill this Nan Yan Gui, he might as well not come, but since he took action, he must make the other party pay a painful price.

"This conceited guy!"

Kong Ningshuang wished she could stomp her foot, this guy was really infuriating, but with her character and stance, it was indeed not suitable for such girlish moves.

Fang Junhe lay in a corner, having heard Ye Qingfeng’s words, he now had no need to run anymore, after all, Ye Qingfeng wouldn’t kill him.

"You will die, your end will be more miserable than mine." Fang Junhe leaned against the wall, crying harshly, eyes tinged with hatred.

"You will be dismembered by Elder Nan Yan Gui, tortured to death, and as for your woman, she will be sent to Korea, sold to a brothel. Such a beautiful woman, rest assured, those rich people will be very interested!"

After speaking, Fang Junhe burst into loud laughter.

"Do you want to die?"

Kong Ningshuang suddenly became angry, rushing to Fang Junhe, her longsword pointing at his throat.