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Chapter 655 - 656: The Young Hall Master of the Demon Wind Hall

Chapter 655: Chapter 656: The Young Hall Master of the Demon Wind Hall

What?

Someone is there!

Immediately, Niu Dali and the others became alert and started watching their surroundings.

At that moment, a mocking laugh came through, carrying a hint of sinister and eeriness.

"Worthy of being the newly promoted Saint Heir of Kunlun, your insight is indeed as good as they say, admirable, truly admirable!"

Who?

Everyone turned their heads, only to see a skinny old man in black approaching, skeletal and emaciated, but emitting an extremely terrifying aura!

Next to him stood a silver-haired young man with an innate arrogance and an indescribable sense of superiority!

"Who are you?" Ye Wudao’s eyes showed surprise.

"This humble one is the third elder of the Demon Wind Hall, and this is the young master of the Demon Wind Hall—Young Master Mo Hanfeng!" the skinny old man said with a sinister laugh, introducing the silver-haired young man by his side.

Hiss!

The third elder of the Demon Wind Hall!

The young master of the Demon Wind Hall!

Hearing these titles, both Niu Dali and Jiusha’s expressions became extremely tense!

The visitor harbors ill will!

"You killed the elder of the Demon Wind Hall to prevent me from continuing my investigation, didn’t you?" Ye Wudao retorted.

"Haha, exactly!" laughed the third elder of the Demon Wind Hall; "Saint Son Ye, this is where it ends! You can leave now!"

What?

Ye Wudao, clearly picking up on the meaning in the Demon Wind Hall third elder’s words, sneered, "You are so eager to see me go, could it be that there is something disreputable you are hiding?"

"Hey, are you the new Kunlun Saint Son? What’s with Kunlun, seriously, are those old farts out of their minds, to let trash at the level of a fourth-grade Fighting Emperor become the Kunlun Saint Son?" the silver-haired young man taunted.

Hearing the silver-haired young man’s words, Ye Wudao’s gaze turned icy; "Shut up, is it your place to speak?"

"Damn!" The silver-haired young man erupted in fury, unleashing a powerful killing intent, revealing himself as a peak sixth-grade War Emperor!

"Ye, my patience is limited. I’m giving you one last chance, leave, dead or alive!"

"I will not leave until I have investigated my mother’s whereabouts!" Ye Wudao’s gaze was resolute.

His mother was his reverse scale!

Touch it, and you die!

"Tsk tsk, so Jiang Qin is your mother, no wonder you are so desperate!" Mo Hanfeng sneered, saying, "Then it seems you are destined to die here today!"

"Hey, Mo Hanfeng, do you dare lay a hand on Lord Ye of Kunlun, aren’t you afraid of Kunlun’s retaliation?" Niu Dali spoke out.

"Heh, he’s just the weakest Saint Heir of Kunlun, killing him is no big deal!" Mo Hanfeng said with a mocking face.

As the saying goes, action is slower than thought, but Mo Hanfeng moved in an instant.

Fast as lightning!

He struck with his palm, his move vicious and sharp, filled with a murderous intent.

Ye Wudao’s eyes were cold as he punched out.

Bang!

When the punch met the palm, it was like two heavy trucks colliding, producing a metallic roar so loud that the ground itself began to tremble.

Staggering...

Ye Wudao stepped back several paces, his arm fractured, while Mo Hanfeng remained unmoved in his original position.

So strong!

Ye Wudao’s eyes were solemn, the strength of a peak sixth-grade War Emperor indeed formidable, even stronger than the eighth-grade War Emperor he had battled against in Fusang!

"Worthy of being the Kunlun Saint Son, possessing the ability to fight across a major rank, truly impressive!" the third elder of the Demon Wind Hall praised.

"Hmph, trash is trash, nothing but a toad dressed in a golden skin!" Mo Hanfeng sneered, pulling out a black serpent spear from his body, his demeanor drastically changed, fiercely sharp.

"Black Serpent Spear Technique!"

Mo Hanfeng charged forward, his spear strike like a venomous snake opening its gaping maw, exuding a terrifying killing intent.

Ye Wudao immediately lifted the Beiwang Blade to defend with all his might!

Clang!

The two formidable forces clashed, and Ye Wudao staggered backwards again.

Mo Hanfeng seized the gap, his spear thrusting fiercely at Ye Wudao like a venomous snake on the attack.

Not good!

Thud!

Blood spilled from the corner of Ye Wudao’s mouth as his abdomen was pierced by the python spear, causing him to stagger backward.

"Young Master!"

"Mr. Ye, are you all right?" Jiu Sha and Niu Dali both showed signs of concern.

Ye Wudao shook his head, "I’m fine."

Though Mo Hanfeng’s realm was not much different from that of the ninth elder of Demon Wind Hall, one was a sixth-grade Battle Emperor, and the other at the peak of a sixth-grade Battle Emperor!

But obviously, Mo Hanfeng was much stronger!

He was certainly not someone that the ninth elder of Demon Wind Hall could compare with!

"Ye, prepare to die!" Mo Hanfeng was exceedingly fierce, again brandishing his spear to kill Ye Wudao.

"Myriad Snake Spear Technique!"

"Dragon Slaying Three Thousand Shatter!"

Boom!

A tremendous explosion sounded, and Ye Wudao stumbled backward, his grip on the Beiwang Blade trembling.

Ye Wudao’s eyes gleamed with a hint of seriousness.

What great power!

Was this the strength of the Hall Master of Demon Wind Hall?

"So weak!" Mo Hanfeng mocked.

Ye Wudao’s eyes were grave; if he were to burst forth with all his power, he should be at the peak strength of a sixth-grade Battle Emperor!

But this Hall Master of Demon Wind Hall was precisely an expert at the peak of the sixth-grade Battle Emperor!

If he were to use his trump card, the Beast Overturning Seal.

No!

That was his biggest trump card at the moment, not to be used unless it was a matter of life and death!

Once it was used, he would fall into his weakest phase!

What’s more crucial was that the third elder of Demon Wind Hall was watching eagerly!

The consequences were unthinkable!

He had no choice but to fight a bloody battle!

Wait for an opportunity!

"Hall Master, this kid must have a trump card; you’d better be careful," the third elder of Demon Wind Hall, with his deep strategies, faintly perceived a killing intent in Ye Wudao’s eyes and could not help but remind him.

"Heh, he’s nothing but a mere fourth-grade Battle Emperor’s trash! No matter how strong he is, he stands no chance in front of a peak sixth-grade Battle Emperor like me!" The Hall Master of Demon Wind Hall sneered coldly, completely dismissing Ye Wudao.

In fact, he indeed had the arrogance to back it up!

He was the one who would take over from his father and rise to become the Hall Master of Demon Wind Hall!

Looking at the entire Demon Sect!

His talent was extremely strong!

Apart from the Saint Heir of the demon sect having stronger talent than him, he was the most outstanding among the second echelon in the demon sect!

"Ye Wudao, have you thought about how you want to die?" Mo Han asked with a cruel jest in his eyes.

He possessed the overwhelming power to crush Ye Wudao!

Even if Ye Wudao continued to resist desperately, he would still be futile in the face of absolute strength!

Moreover, Mo Hanfeng felt a natural sense of superiority.

What of the Kunlun Saint Son?

He would still be defeated by his formidable attack, beaten to the point of utter humiliation.

The thought of Ye Wudao begging for mercy on his knees brought a self-satisfied delight to Mo Hanfeng, the thought alone was immensely satisfying!

Ye Wudao’s expression was grave, but he suddenly noticed a change within himself and his gaze flickered.

This was a sign of his realm loosening!

He had a feeling that he had been stuck at the fourth-grade Battle Emperor realm for a long time, and once he broke through, there would definitely be a transformation as earth-shattering as heaven and earth overturning!