Medical Martial God

"Ye Xuan, don't force me!"

Feng Wuji stood up with great difficulty and stared coldly at Ye Xuan as he walked over step by step.

"So what if I force you?"

Ye Xuan stopped two meters away from Feng Wuji. Looking at the sorry state Feng Wuji was in, the corner of his mouth curled up slightly. A ruthless voice came out of his mouth.

"Then, even if I have to risk my life to end up seriously injured, I will still kill you today!"

Feng Wuji clenched his fist so hard that it made 'ka ka ka' sounds. The wild energy in his body surged and a green energy spread out from his body, surrounding his entire body.

As one of the second young masters of the Feng Clan, he was not someone who lacked even the slightest value in martial arts like Ye Wen Feng. Moreover, he had secretly practiced martial arts since he was young, and he had never revealed himself before a large crowd.

But now that he'd been forced by Ye Xuan to such a state, he couldn't care less about exposing himself.

"I didn't expect you to be a practitioner. It seems that I have underestimated you …"

Looking at the strands of cyan energy that were spreading out from Feng Wuji's body and sensing his aura that had become fierce and formidable, Ye Xuan teased and laughed.

"Go to hell, you bastard!"

Anger exploded in Feng Wuji's heart when he saw Ye Xuan's relaxed appearance. His legs were wrapped in cyan energy, causing his speed to skyrocket. He was like a leopard that pounced towards Ye Xuan with an aggressive killing intent.

When he rushed out, all of the energy in Feng Wuji's body surged as he poured it into his fist, causing a giant green python head to condense on his fist. As he swung his fist, it furiously smashed towards Ye Xuan.

His speed was as fast as lightning.

In just an instant, Feng Wuji had arrived in front of Ye Xuan. His killing intent surged like a tide. He let out an explosive shout, and smashed towards Ye Xuan with an even faster speed.

"Go to hell, Divine Armored Breaking Fist!"

This strike had exhausted all of Feng Wuji's energy.

He was confident that he could destroy this along with Ye Xuan's confidence!

Looking at Feng Wuji's fist that was smashing towards him, Ye Xuan's mouth raised in an arc. A trace of disdain appeared on his face as he casually extended his palm to grab at Feng Wuji's fist that was smashing toward him!

"Shua!"

In the next moment, Feng Wuji's fist was easily grabbed by Ye Xuan's palm, blocking his attack.

"How is this possible?"

His attack was blocked, and the sound of him losing his composure came out from Feng Wuji's mouth.

He'd bitterly trained in secret for several tens of years before finally being able to master the Supreme Force Armor Breaking Fist. His punch was powerful enough to shatter mountains, but it was easily blocked by Ye Xuan. How could this not shock him and make him lose his composure?

This completely overturned everything Feng Wuji knew.

When did that bastard Ye Xuan become so strong?

"You want to kill me with such little power?"

Ye Xuan coldly stared at Feng Wuji as he coldly spoke.

"Boom! Boom!"

As his words fell, without waiting for Feng Wuji to respond, he kicked towards Feng Wuji's stomach again.

"Bam!"

A dull sound of impact rang out, Feng Wuji's body flew through the air in a beautiful arc, his mouth sprayed out a large amount of blood, smashing into the podium in front of the banquet hall and heavily smashing into the wall. Fresh blood and broken organs immediately spewed out from his mouth …

"Cough cough …"

His face was as pale as paper and filled with intense pain. His body was stuck in the wall with one hand clutching his stomach in pain as he violently coughed …

This miserable appearance was just like a prisoner imprisoned in a death prison, miserable to the extreme.

Even if the numerous security guards of the hotel arrived early, they didn't dare to go forward and seek help after seeing Ye Xuan defeat the Feng Clan's Dragon Guards.

They didn't dare to offend a fierce person like Ye Xuan, nor could they afford to offend him.

Furthermore, no one came to interfere with the management of the hotel.

"Cough cough …" Ye Xuan, you deserve to die! "

Feng Wuji raised his head with great difficulty and looked at Ye Xuan with eyes filled with venom, as hoarse words came out of his mouth.

"Rustle, rustle, rustle …"

Ye Xuan's expression was cold. He was like an emissary that had just walked out of hell. He slowly walked up to Feng Wuji and grabbed his neck to pick him up with one hand …

"You …"

"BOOM!"

Feng Wuji was about to speak, but Ye Xuan's hand suddenly exerted force and directly sent him flying.

"Puchi …"

Feng Wuji's body slammed heavily on the table in the middle of the banquet hall, producing a dull sound and shattering the table.

Large amounts of food and oil splattered on his body, dyeing the white shirt he wore into a myriad of colors. There was even oil poured into his mouth, making him cough violently …

How was this even the famous Young Master of the Feng Clan? He was simply an extremely pathetic stray dog.

Looking at Feng Wuji's miserable appearance, many of the people present looked to be filled with pity and pity.

Who would have thought that Ye Xuan would be so domineering and arrogant? Even the young master of the Feng Clan could only curl up and tremble on the ground like a wild dog in front of him.

"Wan Ting, let's go!"

Ye Xuan coldly swept his gaze at the half-dead Feng Wuji as he disdained to even open his mouth to speak to him.

After that, he turned his head and fixed his gaze on Lan Wanting, smiling as he spoke.

"Hmm …"

Lan Wanting nodded obediently, she grabbed onto Ye Xuan's arm and walked out of the banquet hall under the shocked gazes of the crowd.

"Ye Xuan, you damned bastard, I'm going to kill you!"

"Lan Wanting, you b * tch, you reneged on the agreement between the two families, prepare to bear the wrath of my Feng Clan!"

"Ye Xuan, you bastard, come back and kill me today if you have the guts. I'm telling you, if you don't kill me today, I'll definitely kill you another day!"

"Not only do I want to kill them, I also want to take revenge on everyone around you and hack them into pieces one by one …"

Feng Wuji went insane as he watched Ye Xuan and Lan Wanting leave. He grabbed the broken plate and threw it at Ye Xuan, and mad, venomous words came out of his mouth.

"Shua!"

Hearing this, a cold light flashed through Ye Xuan's eyes as he stopped in his tracks.

"Ye Xuan, let's go!"

Lan Wanting hurriedly spoke up when she felt Ye Xuan's strangeness.

"Alright!"

Ye Xuan nodded slightly. Under Lan Wanting's lead, they continued to walk towards the exit of the hall, causing Lan Wanting to secretly heave a sigh of relief. She was well aware of Ye Xuan's personality.

If Feng Wuji continued to provoke him like this, then Ye Xuan would really mercilessly kill him!

"Haha …" Ye Xuan, you cowardly fellow, don't go! Come and kill me!

"You bastard, if you don't kill me, you better watch how I take revenge on you. Cut everyone around you into a thousand pieces so that they will suffer a fate worse than death …"

"Feng Wuji, shut up!"

Hearing Feng Wuji's laughter and provocation, Lan Wanting's eyes became cold as she turned around and shouted at him.

"You want me to shut up? Lan Wanting, you slut, why don't you see what you look like!

You bastard. "Bitch, don't be too proud now. When I get back to the old man and get him to deal with you, I want to see if he will protect you."

"Tomorrow night, I will make you scream at my crotch in a coquettish manner … Ha... "Hmm …"

Feng Wuji's expression was crazed as he laughed in a carefree manner when he heard Lan Wanting and Ye Xuan's intimate shouting.

"Chi! Chi!"

However, before he could finish his words, his voice abruptly stopped.

Under the astonished gazes of countless people, the saber light bloomed. The blood on Feng Wuji's neck spurted out and his head flew up to separate from his body. Then, he fell into a pool of blood …

The sound of his head hitting the ground caused a dull thud. His eyes were wide open as he stared in Ye Xuan's direction. His face was filled with shock, disbelief, and even a trace of doubt.

In the final moment of his life, he might not even understand why Ye Xuan actually dared to kill him.

"Hiss …"

Seeing Feng Wuji lying in a pool of blood, and looking at Ye Xuan, who seemed to have done something insignificant and was exceptionally calm, everyone couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts. They subconsciously took a few steps back and gasped.

This madman actually dared to kill Feng Wuji in front of so many people!

How could he do that?

Was he not afraid of the revenge from the Feng Clan?

Ye Xuan's way of doing things completely overturned all of their knowledge and thoughts.

"This fellow..."

Even Qian Mubai, who was sitting far away and quietly watching, was deeply shocked by Ye Xuan's actions.

However, a meaningful smile soon appeared on Qian Mubai's face as he said, "That guy killed Feng Wuji. As a result, he became mortal enemies with the Feng Clan, and there will be no chance for him to change his mind!"

"Looking at the time, those guys from the Feng Clan should be here soon. That guy, Ye Xuan, is completely finished!"

Qian Yanyan, who was sitting next to Qian Mubai, had long been scared stiff by Ye Xuan's vicious scene. Her face was pale as she tightly held onto Yu Ji's arm with her hands and said in a terrified and quivering voice, "This … This Ye Xuan is too …. "Too terrifying."

On the other hand, Yu Ji quietly looked at Ye Xuan and didn't say anything. However, when she thought about Ye Xuan's frivolousness that night, her eyes emitted a trace of resentment …

"Wan Ting, let's go!"

Ignoring everyone's gazes, Ye Xuan arrived beside Lan Wanting and said with a smile.

Lan Wanting lightly nodded her head, then pulled Ye Xuan's arm as they walked out of the hall.

"Bastard!" You still want to leave after injuring my Feng Clan? "Let me tell you, none of you can leave today!"

However, Ye Xuan and the others hadn't even taken two steps when a voice filled with killing intent and anger quietly sounded out.

As the voice sounded out, under the cold and ugly gazes of Ye Xuan and Lan Wanting, a robust, middle-aged man that was over two meters tall and was filled with a fierce aura and wielding a hatchet whistled over, surrounding the banquet hall so tightly that not even a drop of water could leak out.

A strong killing intent and pressure filled the entire banquet hall.

A cold light flashed through Ye Xuan's eyes as he used his phone to edit a message and sent it over to Dragon Lord.

He knew that the matter today would not be so easily resolved.