Rebirth of the Cultivation Devil

"Ha!"

Ye Qingfeng chuckled lightly and grabbed in the air, immediately forming a palm that smashed directly at the man, giving him no chance to resist, and he was instantly crushed into a pulp.

Murder!

Both the Zhang Family and the spectators outside using various modern technologies felt a chill run through their hearts.

Ye Qingfeng, indeed still that calamity star, shows no mercy when wanting to make a move!

Even the Zhang Family, even Zhang Qifan, cannot make this guy have any reservations.

"You, you actually killed my husband. I want you to pay with your life!" At this moment, a woman also rushed out, her eyes full of venom, "You are lawless, if you have the skill, kill me too, let you massacre at will, there will always be someone to punish you!"

This woman madly charged towards Ye Qingfeng, causing the faces of the Zhang Family people to change, the Zhang Family Master hurriedly shouted: "No!"

However, it was too late!

Ye Qingfeng’s Futu Sword had already been unleashed; a flash of red light, and this woman collapsed to the ground, transforming into a corpse.

"Ye Qingfeng, isn’t this too much? She was just a woman, why do this?" The old eyes of the Zhang Family flashed a trace of sorrow, sighing as he spoke.

"I, Ye Qingfeng, kill without asking gender, only according to my heart!" Ye Qingfeng’s expression was indifferent.

"As a Martial Artist, do you still have the heart of martial arts?" One of the Zhang Family shouted again, the Zhang Family were all Martial Artists, evidently stronger than other families.

This man, filled with righteous indignation, pointed directly at Ye Qingfeng, yelling angrily: "I admit your talent is astounding, your power extremely formidable, your reckless behavior and lawlessness are your abilities."

"But, as a Martial Artist, you actually strike against a woman, let alone a mere ordinary woman! No matter how talented you are, you do not deserve to be a Martial Artist."

"You fundamentally lack the Martial Artist’s martial heart!"

This man’s voice was like a mighty bell, each word akin to the earth crumbling, resounding through the heavens, causing hearts to shake wildly.

Even the higher-ups of other families, upon hearing the words of this Zhang Family man, couldn’t help but feel a stirring in their hearts; Ye Qingfeng truly was too domineering, cold-blooded, inhumane.

Such a person should be the enemy of all humanity!

He is too much!

"Ha!" Ye Qingfeng sneered, his expression icy and indifferent, "My martial arts, only strength!"

"The heart of martial arts, your so-called martial heart, can it change your fate?" "Or, can you use your martial heart to break your own limits and kill me?"

Ye Qingfeng sneered repeatedly, facing this man respected in everyone’s hearts, but showing utter disdain on his face.

Ye Qingfeng’s aura suddenly erupted, an enormous pressure aimed directly at this man, bending his defiant body within moments, and with a "bang," he knelt towards Ye Qingfeng.

"Now, where is your martial heart?" Ye Qingfeng’s expression was cold, "Your heart is furious, unwilling, unyielding, seeking revenge, can your martial heart achieve it?"

Strength is the only means; this is Ye Qingfeng’s belief, no right or wrong, but it is how he steadfastly thinks.

"But, killing a woman as weak as a chicken, that is utterly inhumane! You are not even a man!"

The man was exceedingly tough, stubbornly enduring Ye Qingfeng’s pressure.

People’s hearts were greatly moved, although they felt perhaps there was some truth in Ye Qingfeng’s words, the man’s resilience deeply touched them.

"You simply don’t understand!"

Ye Qingfeng shook his head, no longer saying more, he has always acted domineeringly and idiosyncratically, why explain to a Martial Artist.

Even if he is wrong, he will walk this path!

"Swish!"

The Futu Sword finally moved, slicing open the man’s throat, blood sprayed instantly, causing the man’s body to collapse, losing life in an instant.

Hearts trembled, feeling a bit of pity.

This Zhang Family man had some strength of character, a rare good man.

"Dad!"

At this moment, a voice of sorrow cried out, deeply pained, then a figure rushed out, hugging the man’s corpse.

Zhang Qixing!

This person was the Zhang Family’s genius, the youth able to contend with Wang Jinlun, now he no longer had his former elegance, holding the corpse, overwhelmed with grief.

The Zhang Family members were equally furious, glaring at Ye Qingfeng, yet dared not say a word more.

"Ye Qingfeng, you are right, power is everything, one day I will use my strength to slay you, avenge my father!" Zhang Qixing raised his head, eyes glaring at Ye Qingfeng in fury.

Ye Qingfeng chuckled lightly, slowly shaking his head, said faintly: "You are overthinking, there won’t be such an opportunity!"

At this point, the Futu Sword began to shine again.

The Zhang Family members’ faces changed drastically, Zhang Qixing was the family’s most outstanding disciple, the hope of the Zhang Family.

If he died, the Zhang Family would be finished!

"Ye Qingfeng, stop right there!"

At this moment, a booming voice sounded like thunder, filled with boundless rage.

"Here we go?"

Ye Qingfeng sneered, his Divine Sense had already detected who had arrived!

The person exclaimed, moving like a shadow, swiftly rushing into the courtyard, and moments later, finally breaking in.

Zhang Qifan!

The pillar of the Zhang Family has come!

The faces of the Zhang Family members immediately showed joy.

"Wan Potian? Why didn’t Zhang Qifan bring Wan Potian?"

"Without Wan Potian, who can deal with this Devil?"

These family heads were greatly surprised, shouting one after another.

"Ye Qingfeng, stop right there. If you dare to harm a hair on him, my Zhang Family will be at odds with you indefinitely!" Zhang Qifan glared at Ye Qingfeng, shouted coldly.

His heart was now filled with anger and frustration.

He went to the Divine Guard, no matter how he begged Wan Potian, he received no response, Wan Potian simply did not see him.

He couldn’t accept this reality; without Wan Potian’s intervention, their Zhang Family would be finished.

So he rushed back to the Zhang Family, to stop this calamity star.

"Harm him?" Ye Qingfeng sneered, scornfully, "The one I want to harm more is you!"

The Futu Sword in his hand burned with flames, an intense heat causing the air around Ye Qingfeng to rise, burn, evaporate, making the void become distorted.

Too terrifying!

People looked at the sword-wielding youth, the horrifying flames like Divine Fire, making hearts tremble; they couldn’t understand how such a terrifying person could exist in the world.

This Ye Qingfeng, is he still a Martial Artist?

People couldn’t help but have such doubts.

"Ye Qingfeng, I am the White Tiger of the Huaxia Divine Guards, a pillar of the nation, if you dare harm me, the country will not spare you!"

"The leader will personally come to slay you!"

Zhang Qifan shouted harshly.