As for Ruan Qingyou, she felt numb; this Ye Qingfeng was simply a pervert. In East River City, he could make those rich young masters submit, but here.

In Yanjing, these rich young masters who are each more powerful than the other, surprisingly still submit under his feet!

She was just a bit puzzled in her heart as to how Wang Liuying could know such a powerful person?

...

The three returned to Su Qiong’s villa, and the next day, Ye Qingfeng set off directly.

He was going to treat Du Bingxin’s grandfather, and then take care of the Hong Clan. After these things are done, Ye Qingfeng estimated that the Ice Condensing Strange Yin Grass should be blooming.

Ye Qingfeng stepped on the Flying Sword and flew directly away from Yanjing, heading towards Donglin City.

Donglin City is not far from Yanjing. Riding the Flying Sword didn’t pose any pressure to Ye Qingfeng, his Spiritual Power was sufficient to sustain him.

Before long, Ye Qingfeng was not far from Donglin City.

Ye Qingfeng was flying at a low altitude; beneath him stretched a range of beautiful mountains.

Suddenly, Ye Qingfeng’s body hesitated slightly; it seemed he saw someone below, which was rare in these deep mountains.

The most crucial thing was, it seemed the people below were fighting.

Ye Qingfeng lowered the Flying Sword further and spread out his Divine Sense, probing directly.

On a piece of open ground, a delicate girl suddenly flew backward, spitting out a mouthful of blood that instantly stained her white clothes red.

This girl was quite young, appearing to be only fifteen or sixteen. After spitting out blood, her small face suddenly turned pale.

She was carrying a gray package on her back.

"I told you, hand over your package quickly, or today you will die in this deep forest."

Opposite the girl stood an elderly man in a long robe with cold eyes, without a trace of pity. It was he who had struck the girl flying with a palm just now.

"What right do you have to seize my things? My senior sister gave it to me, I can’t give it to you!" the girl shouted angrily.

"Are those from the Ancient Martial World all idiots like you? Isn’t there more fighting in the Ancient Martial World, aren’t Martial Artists more ruthless there? Ah, turns out it’s just so-so."

The elder revealed a sinister smile, staring at the girl’s package, a flash of desire in his eyes.

This was a treasure from the Ancient Martial World, containing Spiritual Power Crystal Stones; with this, he could break through his realm.

"I haven’t been back to Huaxia for a long time; I came for revenge but got lucky meeting a kid from the Ancient Martial World."

The girl got up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, her little face flushed red, angrily shouted, "Humph, you’re shameless, don’t expect me to hand over the package to you!"

"Do you think with your strength, you can protect it?" The elder’s aura surged, his eyes turned ice-cold.

"You snatch my package, my senior sister and master won’t let you go, they are very powerful, they will find you for revenge sooner or later!" the girl threatened immediately.

The elder’s face changed, becoming gloomy, a wave of killing intent spread out as he coldly said, "You reminded me, to avoid them seeking revenge, today, you must die!"

Idiot!

Ye Qingfeng thought in his heart, he had never met such a foolish Martial Artist, this was simply seeking death.

But he was no savior, standing on the Flying Sword without the intention of helping.

"Haha, die!" The elder laughed wildly, suddenly attacked, Spiritual Power converged as he blasted a palm toward the girl.

The girl hurriedly gathered her Spiritual Power, trying to resist, but she was no match for the elder, instantly receiving a blow, her face pale, spraying a large mouthful of blood again.

Ye Qingfeng stood on the Flying Sword, slightly stunned that this girl was quite remarkable, she was already a Primary War General.

A fifteen to sixteen-year-old girl, a Primary War General, in the secular world, she could be considered a super genius, no wonder she was from the Ancient Martial World.

Ye Qingfeng was on the Flying Sword just now, already hearing with his Divine Sense that she was from the Ancient Martial World.

"Remember, you died at the hands of Luo Jiuya." The elder coldly smiled at the girl with a sinister look, "Laxia’s Luo Jiuya!"

People from the Hong Clan?

Ye Qingfeng slightly puzzled.

He jumped directly off the Flying Sword; a height of hundreds of meters was no problem for Ye Qingfeng.

Luo Jiuya suddenly launched an attack, about to strike a powerful palm toward the girl, causing her to fall into utter despair.

Boom!

A figure suddenly descended, stomping into the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust, causing a massive tremor!

The huge disturbance occurring suddenly between the two made Luo Jiuya withdraw his hand immediately, warily eyeing the center of the rising dust.

The girl was also stunned, vaguely seeing a tall, slender figure within the dust.

"Are you saying you’re from the Hong Clan?"

A cold voice rang out, causing Luo Jiuya to slightly pause; as the dust slowly dispersed, a young man appeared.

Luo Jiuya was shocked; how did this person appear? Dropping from the sky?

It’s too unbelievable!

The girl was even more scared, feeling dumbfounded; this person actually descended from the sky, too shocking, only a War Emperor Warrior could fly, but surely not such a young War Emperor Warrior.

Her heart fluttered slightly, the young man’s entrance was so dashing that it seemed like heaven had sent him to rescue her, making her heart flutter.

"Who are you?" Luo Jiuya looked at Ye Qingfeng alertly.

"Laxia’s Luo Jiuya." Ye Qingfeng smiled lightly, "Do you know Lv Hui and Zhou Tianyi?"

"Who are you exactly? How do you know my two disciples?" Luo Jiuya was shocked, looking at Ye Qingfeng with even more surprise.

But he wasn’t too nervous, this was just a young man; even if he was a Martial Artist, however talented, his strength was limited, he felt confident he could deal with him.

"Didn’t you say you came for revenge? If I’m correct, you’re here to avenge your two disciples." Ye Qingfeng shrugged, smiling faintly at Luo Jiuya, "If that’s the case, the person you’re looking for is me!"

"It’s you! You’re the one, Ye Qingfeng!" Luo Jiuya was instantly shocked, not expecting to meet Ye Qingfeng here.

The young man before him was the one who killed his disciples, and fury burned in Luo Jiuya’s eyes.

"How dare you, killing my disciples and still daring to show up here; you’re simply courting death!" Luo Jiuya was instantly enraged, coldly staring at Ye Qingfeng.

"That’s right, I’m courting death, come kill me." Ye Qingfeng nodded, straightforwardly replied.

"You!"

Luo Jiuya felt deeply insulted; this young man dared to mock him!