Rebirth of the Peak Young Master-Chapter 1127: Panic-Stricken

That is, of course, not true!

These frenzied stars had already been gathered by Spiritual Energy into the palm of Fang Dun's hand. Each piece was like a transparent blade, glinting with gold. It was extracted using the Array Technique and Condensing Light Technique. It looked dazzling, like golden light shining brightly. In fact, any ray of light contained the renowned power of Lu Xiang. A bit of cohesion, more like a shattered surface—even if there were a thick iron gate dozens of centimeters thick here, it would easily be pierced through!

In the "Golden Light," a killing intent completely covered the heart of the man in black opposite, leaving him breathless.

"You really want to die with me!"

When he cried out involuntarily, the man's fierce face finally revealed a panic-stricken look.

But it was too late!

At the very moment his expression changed dramatically, the golden light around Fang Dun's palm suddenly shot out, the dazzling light drawing forward in mid-air like golden threads, lunging straight at the man's chest.

For a moment, the sound of tearing in the air was endless!

Seven steps in a row, finally reaching the edge of the stars, retreat was inevitable, the man in black could only endure the fear in his heart, raise his hands to gather his Spirit to resist these stars that were about to explode.

But this star was not formed by dust from the foundation but was accumulated over three years using the method depicted at Yong'an. Each star contained a power that humans could not resist!

The clothes on his body had already been shattered by the immense power contained in the stars, revealing the white skin formed from years of night activities. There were a few strands of light shimmering slightly on the clothes. Even if the stars occasionally landed on the body, they would be dissolved by this layer of flowing light.

But even so, the frenzied stars still made his mouth numb, his whole body turning blue and purple in patches.

The dust took a step forward, drawing a straight line in the void with his palm, and the golden light initially deep into the ground rose up, splitting into countless golden daggers.

"I know you've absorbed the brilliance of moonlight, you can't get in with just a knife and a gun, but since I've made up my mind, you must die."

As soon as he spoke, he waved his palm, the golden shining swords swaying around, the tips of the swords pointing at himself, contemplating in the center of the War Law.

He wanted to use these three-year-old stars to break through Meditation's defense and end his own life!

And the cost is these stars attacking indiscriminately, causing his own downfall!

Pupils shrank dramatically to the size of a needle's point. The man shouted, "Are you crazy? Do you want to die with me? If you don't avenge, your life will end like this!"

"Your father is uneasy in the underworld! Are you planning to give up the grudge of your eleven families?"

"Hatred?"

A hint of illusion flashed in his eyes, Fang Dun sighed, "The ancients today strong and hopeless. Hatred should end with me."

There are many helpless things in the world. The best statement is not to fear power. The worst way is to seek death oneself and then hit a rock with an egg. Besides creating a self-righteous "great sense of revenge," it is useless.

"Kill Ye Fengsheng, destroy the ancient legacy, and that's also revenge!"

In a mad shout, this Meditation even forgot what I just said, "Ye Fengsheng's voice is just a legacy, not a descendant."

"Killing him is useless. He doesn't know about this matter."

Fang Dun said lightly: "If you hadn't exposed your intention to kill, if you started after my death, you might have succeeded, but you were too impatient, so you should go with me."

"Madman! You're a madman!"

Hysterically, Meditation cursed: "Your family should let their grandchildren die!" You lived in hate for more than 20 years just to kill me?"

The mad scolding continued. Fang Dun never heard of it. He said people would die, and their words were good, but when they died, he felt very relaxed. Now that he had made his final choice, no matter how he developed, as long as the result remains unchanged, everything is fine.

His eyes slowly turned, finding Ye Fengsheng's trail amidst the chaos, four eyes met, Fang Du's eyebrows still without apology.

"Want to leave?"

Chu Ziyuan's eyes shot out an unprecedented fierce light. If these eyes could kill, then Ye Fengsheng would have been crushed by his corpse, turned to dust!

As she squinted, Ye Feng's eyes flashed with cold cold light.

"Fang Dun pleaded for you before he died. I won't kill you. If you want to suffer, I'll have your tendons pulled out, hung over the river, and let the fish eat them."

Immediately, goosebumps appeared. Chu Ziyuan shuddered in Spirit, looked at Ye Feng's voice, and said nothing more.

He wasn't really afraid, but was estimating Ye Fengsheng's combat power at this moment. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

After all, Fang Dan's fight with the black man just now had already terrified his heart. This transcendent cognition only existed in the exciting scenes on the big screen. Once they appeared before him, what they presented was not brilliance but fear.

Chu Ziyuan felt scared when he thought of being friends with the dangerous figure Fang Dun. After all, in the eyes of ordinary people who have never experienced monks, transcending common sense and departing from cognition is dangerous.

Fortunately, the final result was that Fang Dun and the man in black both died. They didn't have to consider how to face each other in the future. Meanwhile, they were relieved to see Ye Feng's timid voice wanting to steal away. This time, how far could they let him escape?

That was just the conversation just now.

It was just...

"How dare you be so arrogant?"

After calculating Ye Fengsheng's combat power, Chu Ziyuan sneered: "Do you dare to shout at me like you do now?"

"Pat!"

Another loud slap.

Due to Ye Fengsheng's weakness, this time Chu Ziyuan, who slapped him, wasn't sent flying. Instead, his blood-stained palm suddenly left a blood mark on his face, turning around.

"Fang Dun just left. Don't give me a reason to kill you."

Repeated provocations, if not for Fang Dan's words earlier, Chu Ziyuan would already be a corpse at this moment, and now, he could only suppress his anger, indifferent to it.

Not for any other reason, just because Fang Du just died, Ye Fengsheng didn't want to go against Fang Du's last words.

His eyes were filled with ferocity and bitterness. At this time, Chu Ziyuan even felt that the scene coming from around was cutting his flesh!

Like a thorn in the back!

If Ye Fengsheng slapped a subordinate, it's just losing face, that's fine, with a subordinate, talk money, not face, that's enough.

Now, Ye Fengsheng's second slap made him a laughing stock in front of countless business partners and friends with similar status in Yong'an.

In the future, whenever people mention this incident, whenever someone mentions Ye Fengsheng's voice, everyone would think their Chu family, Chu Ziyuan, was slapped by Ye Fengsheng!

Whenever someone mentions him, or even sees him, they would associate with this day where Ye Fengsheng slapped him in public.

In the eyes of the poor, money is life! In the eyes of the rich, face is life!

But Ye Fengsheng ended his own life amidst everyone's gaze! This is an unforgettable disgrace!

"I want you dead!"

Gritting his teeth, the voice sound like a ghost crawling out of hell. Chu Ziyuan looked at Ye Fengsheng's face and said to a big man in black beside him: "Kill him!"

The slap just now had no strength left! So Chu Ziyuan dared to speak boldly because he himself knew Ye Fengsheng no longer had any ability to resist!

Ye Fengsheng clutched his chest, enduring the severe pain of his internal organs, not looking at Chu Ziyuan anymore, but slowly shifting his gaze to Zhang Er beside him with a hint of helplessness: "Don't kill him, I don't want to..."