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Chapter 236 - 237: Arrival of Wu Qingcheng

Chapter 236: Chapter 237: Arrival of Wu Qingcheng

"How dare you!" Huangfu Lei roared in fury. As a Marquis-level powerhouse, this was the first time he had been mocked.

His eyes blazed with intense anger as he locked gaze with Ye Wudao!

True warriors start their battles with eye contact!

Powerful individuals can intimidate the weak with just a glance, robbing them of their combat strength.

It is said that King-level warriors could stare someone to death with just a look.

Ye Wudao, fearless, met his gaze as if his eyes were two sharp swords.

As their eyes met, the air seemed to burn with invisible gunpowder!

"Hmm, actually able to withstand my gaze directly?"

With a cold snort, Huangfu Lei stepped forward, and the solid granite floor cracked instantly like a spider web.

Such was the terror of his single step!

With a powerful force enveloped in his punch, Huangfu Lei fiercely struck towards Ye Wudao.

Ye Wudao slashed with his blade.

Bang!

A muffled sound echoed.

Ye Wudao’s expression darkened. Huangfu Lei, as a Marquis-level warrior, indeed possessed strength far superior to that of a Half-Step Marquis.

"Boy, you think you’re untouchable with the Beiwang Blade? Die!" Huangfu Lei attacked again, his fist smashing down like a cannonball.

Ye Wudao wielded his blade to block, taking steps back.

"The young master seems a bit overwhelmed!" Lei Hu worriedly noted.

"That’s a Marquis-level powerhouse there, God knows how much pressure the young master is under!" Blood Wolf breathed rapidly.

"Thundering Fist!" Huangfu Lei bellowed, throwing a punch that carried the roar of thunder.

Boom!

The punch struck Ye Wudao’s body harshly.

"Puh!" Ye Wudao spat out a mouthful of blood, staggering backward, finally stopping his retreat with his blade.

"Not good, the young master is injured!" people from the Qi of the North King cried out.

"Ye Wudao, even if you are a peerless genius, today I will strangle you in your cradle!" Huangfu Lei stated coldly, his hands behind his back.

"Think you can kill me with just that little power? Not enough!" Ye Wudao’s eyes turned blood-red, revealing a bloodthirsty aura.

"Dead duck talking tough!" Huangfu Lei sneered, launching another swift attack.

Ye Wudao activated the Dragon Qi within his body, channeling it into the Beiwang Blade.

"Hum!" the sound echoed as Dragon Qi swirled around the Beiwang Blade, vastly enhancing its power.

"Dragon Collapse Slash!"

Ye Wudao slashed, the blade’s black and red gleam wrapped in the might of Dragon Qi, tearing through the void with terrifying force.

Huangfu Lei looked disdainfully and blocked with a punch.

"Crack!"

A spray of blood; Huangfu Lei’s fist was actually cut, bleeding profusely.

The crowd was shocked.

"My God, Elder Huangfu is injured!"

"How, how is this possible?" members from the five great families were stunned.

"Damn it!" suppressing his anger, Huangfu Lei sneered, "Ye Wudao, your strength is truly formidable! Even if I can’t kill you, do you think you can protect the three thousand souls of the North King’s hall?"

What?

Ye Wudao looked up to see nearly ten thousand people surging forward, a mass of darkness approaching.

"It’s the Huangfu family’s army!"

"Even the Duanmu family’s army has arrived!"

"There’s also the grand army of the Yuwen clan!" Members of the five great families saw this and were all extremely excited.

At this moment, with the three grand clans and five great families combined, there were a total of twenty thousand people!

Meanwhile, the Beiwang Hall had only a mere three thousand people!

Whether in terms of the number of powerful warriors or the number of people, the opposition held an absolute advantage!

Ye Wudao’s expression became extremely grave!

"Hehe, Ye Wudao, you are a smart man! You should know that just by yourself, you can’t protect the Beiwang Hall!" Huangfu Lei spoke up.

"Why waste words with him? Just seize the Martial King’s Order and the Beiwang Blade, and hand over his corpse!" Duanmu Xue urged.

"Kill!" The Family Head of the Yuwen family didn’t mince words.

Ye Wudao turned and shouted loudly, "Blood Wolf, Lei Hu, you lead the people of the Beiwang Hall to retreat! I’ll hold them off!"

What?

Blood Wolf, Lei Hu, and the others were shocked and refused, "You are the young master of the Beiwang Hall, we won’t leave!"

"We want to live and die with you!"

"Fight to the death and never retreat!"

The warriors of Beiwang Hall shouted one after another.

Ye Wudao scolded angrily, "Foolish, this is an order!"

"Hehe, today, none of you will think of escaping. You’ll all die here!" Huangfu Lei and the other two exchanged glances and were actually preparing to strike together.

Even someone as strong as Ye Wudao would fall if the three Marquis-level powerhouses joined hands!

Just then, a delicate shout came, "I’d like to see who dares!"

Suddenly, hundreds of men in black approached, each bearing the emblem of the Martial Federation on their backs, led by a high cold beauty in black, like a rose with thorns, cold and frosty!

The person was none other than the young miss of the Martial Federation—Wu Qingcheng!

"Third sister?" Ye Wudao looked surprised.

"Little brother, leave it to me." Wu Qingcheng’s pretty face was cold.

"Hehe, who would have thought that even the famous young miss of the Martial Federation would be stirred up!" Huangfu Lei’s gaze turned serious.

"This witch is not to be trifled with!"

"Although our three grand clans are strong, we’d best not provoke this lady..." Two of the clan heads quietly discussed, clearly quite wary of Wu Qingcheng.

"Ye Wudao is my man, who dares to touch him?" Wu Qingcheng spoke dominantly.

Huangfu Lei’s expression changed, saying, "Miss Wu, I’m afraid that’s not possible! We have orders to capture Ye Wudao!"

"Orders, whose orders? Have them come out!" Wu Qingcheng scoffed dismissively.

"Wu Qingcheng, don’t be too arrogant!" A person in black robes approached, revealing only a pair of eyes.

"Dark King!" Ye Wudao’s eyes showed a look of shock; "You, you weren’t dead, how are you still alive?"

"Hehe, Ye Wudao, I won’t die before you do!" the Dark King sneered coldly.

Wu Qingcheng’s pretty face showed sarcasm; "Hehe, a rat hiding its head and not daring to show its true face also dares to spout nonsense!"

The Dark King’s gaze was icy, suppressing the anger in his heart, and pulled out a token from his body; "Wu Qingcheng, take a good look, this is the Martial King’s Order! I act on the command of the Minister of Martial Affairs, the Martial King, to execute Ye Wudao! Whoever dares defy, shall be killed without mercy!"

Hiss!

Everyone at the scene inhaled sharply!

"It’s over!"

"It’s not the three grand clans, nor the five great families seeking to kill our young master, but the legendary Martial King!" The people of Beiwang Hall showed looks of despair.

The Martial King, just like the Northern King!

Both are top-tier king-level powerhouses!

The Martial King who says he wants to kill at night, has never let anyone live till dawn!

Wu Qingcheng sneered, "Using the big mountain that is the Martial King to pressure me? Hehe, open up your dog eyes and look, what is in my hand?"

As she spoke, Wu Qingcheng displayed an object, causing everyone in the venue to sharply inhale.