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boom!

However, the result was beyond everyone's expectations.

Before the man could even get close, he was sent flying backward by a punch.

"Wow--"

He coughed up a mouthful of blood mid-air, his chest felt like it was about to explode, and he crashed heavily to the ground.

The disciples in blue robes were shocked, their eyes wide with disbelief.

"How is this possible?"

"Senior Brother Zhao is a Grandmaster at the ninth level!"

"One punch and he... he flew away?"

Li Wanfeng's eyes darkened as he stared intently at Luo Chen.

"You do have some skill. It seems the Zhu family has truly fallen victim to your wickedness."

Luo Chen stood with his hands behind his back, his expression indifferent.

"If someone wants to kill you, won't you kill them? They deserve to die."

He glanced at everyone present.

"I advise you to leave now, and please pass on a message for me."

Li Wanfeng narrowed his eyes: "What message are you sending?"

Luo Chen spoke slowly and deliberately.

"Gao Yang stole my wife and destroyed my family. I'll make him send ten million spirit stones as compensation. If he doesn't, he'll have to wash his neck clean and wait. I'll go get them myself."

These words caused an uproar among the Wu Qingzong members.

"Ten million spirit stones? Has he gone mad?"

"Make the young master wash his neck? This dog is asking for trouble!"

"Elder Wan, kill him!"

Li Wanfeng was so angry that his hands were trembling, and his face was frighteningly pale.

"You are truly arrogant! In front of my young master, you are not even as insignificant as an ant."

Luo Chen sneered, his eyes full of disdain.

"Really? It seems you don't believe me. Then you can try me with your lives?"

"you--"

Li Wanfeng was so angry that he felt tightness in his chest and could hardly breathe.

As a dignified outer sect elder of the Martial Green Sect and a Grandmaster Level 3 expert, he was treated with utmost respect wherever he went.

Unexpectedly, in this small Great Wilderness City, someone dared to threaten him, dared to threaten the Martial Green Sect?

A disciple in blue robes stepped forward and lowered his voice.

"Elder Wan, this man is too arrogant. If we don't kill him, how can we uphold the prestige of our sect? If word gets out, it will even affect the young sect leader's marriage to Miss Yao..."

Li Wanfeng's pupils suddenly contracted.

Yes, Julie is just a vessel that the young master secretly took in outside, and he doesn't dare to make it public at all.

He dared not let his fiancée Yao's family know.

Otherwise, that marriage between two powerful people would be doomed.

The sect leader and the elders were determined to skin the young master alive.

Thinking of this, Li Wanfeng took a deep breath, and his killing intent surged out from his body.

The pressure from the Grandmaster Level 3 was released like Mount Tai pressing down, squeezing and distorting the surrounding air.

He stared at Luo Chen, each word seemingly squeezed out from between his teeth.

"You surnamed Luo, just kill yourself. At least you'll have a whole corpse. If I take action, you'll be reduced to ashes."

Luo Chen raised an eyebrow, a mocking smile playing on his lips.

"You're not very strong, but you're quite the show-off. Come on, let's see how you're going to make me disappear without a trace!"

Li Wanfeng's face twitched violently, his anger reaching the top of his head.

"Very well! Then I will grant your wish!"

With a roar, he threw a punch.

The force of the punch pierced the air, causing ripples in the space and the compressed air to emit a sharp whistling sound.

"Running Tiger Fist!"

Li Wanfeng's fist was like a tiger descending a mountain, carrying overwhelming force, heading straight for Luo Chen's chest.

He used all his strength in that punch.

He unleashed all the Yuan energy of a Grandmaster at the third level.

He sneered inwardly, knowing that this punch would be enough to shatter the boy's body into pieces.

The disciples in blue robes were thrilled, their faces flushed with excitement.

"Elder, you're so strong! That punch was incredibly powerful!"

"With this punch, that kid won't even be left with ashes!"

"Haha, serves him right! Let him keep his mouth shut!"

"Look at him, he's too scared to move, he must be terrified."

"Hahaha, kid, you gotta be arrogant now. You don't even have a chance to regret it anymore, die!"

They all grinned cruelly, waiting to see Luo Chen's flesh and blood fly everywhere.

Li Wanfeng's fist drew ever closer, but Luo Chen remained standing still, offering no resistance.

He could even picture Luo Chen being blasted to pieces.

however--

boom!

A figure was sent flying backwards.

The disciples in blue robes cheered, "Hahaha, you're dead—"

Before he could finish speaking, the voice abruptly stopped, and it wasn't that kid who flew out.

It was Elder Li?

"H-How is this possible?!"

"This...this..."

Li Wanfeng fell heavily to the ground and slid several meters away, his clothes on the back were torn to shreds.

"puff--"

He coughed up another mouthful of blood, his face turning ashen.

His eyes were filled with shock; he simply couldn't believe it.

He was a Grandmaster Level 3 expert, and he was sent flying by a single punch from a mere brat?

This makes no sense at all!

Even if he started cultivating from the womb, it's impossible for him to reach the Grandmaster level in his early twenties.

Besides, he's a Grandmaster at the third level!

He struggled to get up, but felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen, as if something had shattered.

After a moment, his face turned completely pale.

Dantian... shattered?

Shatter a Grandmaster's dantian with a single punch?

The disciples in blue robes were all terrified. They stood there frozen, their legs trembling, and some of them were even chattering.

"Elder..."

"This...how is this possible..."

"Is he... is he even human?"

Li Wanfeng was so angry that he trembled all over, feeling anxious, furious, and afraid.

Am I...am I becoming a useless person?

He, a dignified outer sect elder of the Wuqing Sect, who had dominated the Northern Region for so many years, actually fell at the hands of a son-in-law.

And his dantian was destroyed by a single punch?

If this gets back, how will he ever live with himself?

"Luo Chen!"

Li Wanfeng roared hoarsely, blood still trickling from the corner of his mouth, "You...you dare to destroy my dantian?!"

Luo Chen stood with his hands behind his back, his expression indifferent.

"So what if I destroy your dantian? Do I need to discuss it with you?"

Li Wanfeng was so angry that he spat out another mouthful of blood and almost fainted on the spot.

The disciples in blue robes looked at each other, their faces filled with fear.

"What do we do? The elders are all crippled..."

"What else can we do? Let's get going!"

"Yeah, yeah, if we stay any longer, we'll all be dead here too."

An older disciple in blue gritted his teeth and stepped forward to help Li Wanfeng up.

He then called over two other people to help up the disciple who had been knocked down earlier, and dragged him out.

"Luo Chen, you just wait! How dare you insult my young master and injure my elders! Don't you dare run away!"

He spoke as he backed out the door, not daring to stay a minute longer.

"Let's go!"

I had only taken a few steps when a cold voice came from behind me.

"Leave? Did I say you could leave?"

Everyone stopped in their tracks, frozen in place.

Li Wanfeng turned his head and glared at Luo Chen with hatred.

"What else do you want?"

Luo Chen casually took a step, and several disciples in blue robes were so frightened that they retreated.