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Chapter 299 - 300 If the Heavens Destroy Me, I Shall Destroy the Heavens

Chapter 299: Chapter 300 If the Heavens Destroy Me, I Shall Destroy the Heavens

Just as this scene unfolded, it was discovered by Wu Yazi and others.

"Wow, Mr. Ye is so cool!" Ji Xiaozhu exclaimed, her heart fluttering like a startled fawn upon seeing this.

"Wudao brother is the most handsome in the world!" Xia Shiqi’s beautiful eyes twinkled with little stars.

Wu Yazi smiled and said, "After all, Mr. Ye is the young master of the North King’s Hall. He has great influence!"

"Everyone, get up!" Ye Wudao waved his hand.

"Yes!" The Blood Wolf was the first to stand up, and the several hundred members of Death’s Edge Second Team also rose to their feet one after another.

"Young master..." Blood Wolf had just begun to speak when Ye Wudao waved his hand to interrupt him, his gaze sharp as he looked at the white-haired elder opposite him and coldly demanded, "By whose order have you dared to invade the North King’s Hall?"

The white-haired elder laughed and said, "The dead don’t need to know so much!"

"There’s no need to guess, it must be that old tortoise grandson of the Martial King, to think he wouldn’t keep his word. I’ll beheading that Martial King dog as soon as I’m back!"

"How dare you! How dare you insult the Martial King!"

"Are you the worthless young master of the North King’s Hall, Ye Wudao?"

"Little beast, just wait for your death. After tonight, the North King’s Hall will cease to exist!" sneered several masters standing beside the white-haired elder, all of them seasoned experts of at least Eighth Grade noble ranks.

"Kill!" commanded the white-haired elder.

In an instant, several hundred warriors of the Martial Department charged toward Ye Wudao.

"Bad news, the young master is in danger!" some of the members of Death’s Edge Second Team said, concern in their eyes.

"Heh, rest assured, the young master is far stronger than you all imagine, especially since his return this time, he gives me a very different feeling!" Blood Wolf’s gaze fixed on Ye Wudao, who he found inscrutably deep.

Ye Wudao stood with his hands behind his back, his calm eyes harboring a terrifying murderous intent.

It happened in a flash; a warrior from the Martial Department was first to charge at Ye Wudao with a raised blade.

Bang!

Ye Wudao’s move was even faster; he threw a punch.

A loud boom rang out, and the body of the warrior flew backward like a cannonball, landing heavily on dozens of his companions, all collapsing to the ground.

Ye Wudao raised his hand and struck again; "Dragon Collapse!"

Boom!

Under the force of a single palm strike, several hundred warriors of the Martial Department lost their lives, the terrifying palm wind even breaking the surrounding trees.

The might of one palm was so terrifying!

Everyone on the scene gasped in shock!

"Holy shit, this is the strength of our North King’s Hall’s young master?"

"Isn’t this just heaven-defying?"

"So invincible!" All the warriors from Death’s Edge Second Team were excited.

Blood Wolf swallowed; "The young master has only been away for a mere week, and his strength has already reached such a level!"

In contrast, the Martial Department was shocked, their faces filled with horror, fearfully retreating.

"What’s the panic!" The white-haired elder was dissatisfied; he could also do the same punch as Ye Wudao had just made, but just not as effortlessly.

"White elder, let us take him on!" several top-ranked noble class experts offered.

"All right!" the white-haired elder nodded.

The four top-ranked noble class experts approached Ye Wudao, each of them clenching their fists and rubbing their hands, sneering, "Ye Wudao, you sure know how to act tough, huh?"

"You really think highly of yourself!"

"The Martial King spared you, out of respect for Lord Jiang. Do you really think we are afraid of you?"

Ye Wudao sneered, "More bark than bite!"

"Seeking death!" The four top-ranked noble class experts were enraged and took the lead in attacking Ye Wudao.

"Wolf Bone Palm!"

"Hunting Falcon Claw!"

"Ferocious Tiger Pounce!"

...

The four masters displayed their special skills, each bringing out their signature moves.

The white-haired elder had a smile on his lips, confident that even a half-step king-level powerhouse would be at risk of death in the face of a combined attack by his four high-ranking fighters.

As soon as the words were spoken, the four masters launched their attack simultaneously.

"Blood Wolf, lend me your knife!" Ye Wudao called out.

"Yes!" Blood Wolf didn’t hesitate at all, tossing his knife to Ye Wudao.

Ye Wudao caught the knife with one hand, and his aura suddenly changed, as if he were an unsheathed treasured blade, its edge brilliant and unmatched!

"Ye Wudao, go to hell!" the four masters sneered.

Ye Wudao looked at them with disdain and swung his knife.

Crack!

Blood splattered as the four masters were instantly killed, their faces frozen in disbelief.

"Gurgle!" Everyone on the scene gaped, looking dumbfounded.

"Holy shit, that’s way too powerful!"

"One knife to kill four top-tier marquis-level powerhouses!"

"The young master is so badass!" the fighters of the Death Blade second team exclaimed excitedly.

In contrast, the body of the white-haired elder shuddered violently, his face no longer wore the assured smile of earlier.

"Damn it, wasn’t the intelligence report saying that Ye Wudao’s strength was only between Ninth Grade Marquis and the peak of Marquis level? His strength is completely at the king level!" the white-haired elder cursed under his breath, valuing his life too dearly to stay; he turned and fled, "Retreat!"

The remaining fighters of the Martial Department also had no desire to fight and scattered like birds, fleeing in all directions.

"Thinking of running? Did my knife agree?" Ye Wudao swung his blade.

Whoosh!

A terrifying blade light, carrying fearsome power, mercilessly smote down on the fighters of the Martial Department.

"Ahh!"

"Ahh!" Under a single slash, a hundred Martial Department fighters fell.

Such was the merciless killing of a king-level powerhouse!

In front of a king-level powerhouse like this, numbers were just that, simple numbers!

"Ye Wudao, this old man will fight you to the end!" the white-haired elder gritted his teeth, bursting forth with the aura of a second-grade king, and clawed his way towards Ye Wudao.

"White Eagle Claw!"

This claw strike, like the attack of a mighty eagle, was full of killing power.

Ye Wudao, without a hint of fear, countered with the same move, "Dragon Crumble Claw!"

Ye Wudao’s claw technique was like a real dragon swiping its claws, carrying a domineering force, unmatched and seemingly able to tear apart anything!

Bang!

A dull impact sounded, and the white-haired elder spat out blood. His five fingers shattered simultaneously, and his body flew away like a kite with its string cut, crashing to the ground heavily.

"Elder Bai!"

"It’s over, even Elder Bai is no match for Ye Wudao’s single move!"

"Had I known Ye Wudao was so terrifying, I wouldn’t have come even if it killed me!" Many of the Martial Department fighters were filled with dread.

"Cough!" The white-haired elder wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looking shocked, "Worthy of being the young master of the Northern King’s Palace, the son of the Northern King. Indeed, your strength is terrifying, I underestimated you!"

Ye Wudao looked down at the white-haired elder with coldness, "Heh, that’s all you got, and you still dared to come seeking death!"

"Cough, cough, Ye Wudao, don’t be arrogant! Our Martial Department’s thirty-thousand-strong army is already bearing down on your Northern King’s Palace, and your woman, your men, all will die miserably, hahaha! No matter how strong you are, it’s too late now!" The white-haired elder laughed wildly.

What?

Ye Wudao’s eyes widened with rage, his killing aura roared furiously, "Fuck, you dare to play dirty right under my nose!"

"This is your fate, Northern King, and you too, can’t escape it!" The white-haired elder was immensely pleased with himself.

"What bullshit fate, I’ve never believed in it! If a man harms me, I’ll kill him. If heaven wants to destroy me, I’ll wipe out heaven!!" Ye Wudao roared angrily, his foot crushing down like a battle-axe onto the white-haired elder’s head.

Bang!

The white-haired elder’s head was crushed instantly, dying a horrific death.

"Young master, what about these small fries?" Blood Wolf asked.

Ye Wudao’s eyes were blood red, "Spare none, I want a slaughter!"