Chapter 113

Ouyang Ke was filled with hatred; he wished he could tear Xiao Mochen into ten thousand pieces.

Just at this moment, an angry shout rang out: "What kind of brat dares to toy with Ke'er!"

This voice was like thunder, resounding through the heavens and earth.

The next moment, a terrifying aura swept toward Xiao Mochen.

This aura seemed to kill the heavens, kill the earth, and kill all living things.

"Junior Brother, be careful!"

Huang Rong exclaimed.

She had never imagined that the newcomer would strike directly.

"Showing off one's axe before a master!"

Xiao Mochen smiled with disdain.

Facing this terrifying killing intent, Xiao Mochen's mind stirred.

Behind him, a giant sword phantom actually emerged.

The giant sword swept out with the momentum of golden spears and iron horses, unstoppable.

Endless killing intent filled the heavens and earth, seemingly wanting to crush everything between them.

Boom!

When the giant sword and the killing intent collided, they instantly turned into nothingness.

Strikingly, this was a clash of auras at the Grandmaster Realm.

At the same time, a burly man dressed in white was seen stepping forward.

This person had a high nose and deep-set eyes, with brownish-yellow facial hair, looking full of heroic spirit.

His gaze was like a knife and a sword, extremely sharp.

And holding a snake staff in his hand, he appeared even more crazed.

"Ouyang Feng!"

Someone exclaimed in shock.

They recognized the newcomer's identity; it was none other than the Western Poison, Ouyang Feng.

"What, it's actually Ouyang Feng!"

"Now there's a good show to watch; it is rumored that Ouyang Feng is tyrannical and extremely protective of his own."

"This young man insulted Ouyang Ke; I fear he won't escape the poisonous hand now!"

"Brat, let Ke'er go!"

"Otherwise, don't blame this old man for being impolite!"

Ouyang Feng's eyes scrutinized Xiao Mochen.

Although he was angry in his heart, he did not strike again.

After all, his own aura could not suppress Xiao Mochen.

If he were to strike rashly, he worried that Ouyang Ke would be in danger.

However, upon this scrutiny,

Ouyang Feng felt increasingly horrified in his heart.

Although Xiao Mochen was young, his aura was not beneath his own.

His sword-like brows were high, and his appearance was handsome.

His whole body radiated a noble and tyrannical aura.

In him, Ouyang Feng even saw the shadows of the Five Greats.

When had such a terrifying young man appeared in the martial world?

"Junior Brother, be careful!"

"This is an expert of the same realm as my father!"

Huang Rong warned.

Western Poison Ouyang Feng, Eastern Heretic Huang Yaoshi, Northern Beggar Hong Marvelous technique, Southern Emperor Duan Zhixing, and Central Divine Wang Chongyang.

From childhood to adulthood, she had heard these names like thunder.

"Rest assured, it's merely a Grandmaster!"

Xiao Mochen was indifferent.

"Merely a Grandmaster?"

"Bastard, who do you think you are?"

Ouyang Ke cursed angrily.

A Grandmaster was a powerhouse who could dominate a region.

Xiao Mochen actually called it 'merely'?

It was simply ridiculous to the extreme.

"Who I am, you are not yet qualified to know!"

Xiao Mochen's eyes turned cold, instantly suppressing Ouyang Ke.

"Arrogant!"

"I have never seen someone as arrogant as you in all my life!"

Ouyang Ke sneered.

"Today, you have seen it!"

Xiao Mochen said.

"Let him go!"

Ouyang Feng roared.

"I was going to let him go, but now I suddenly don't want to!"

"What can you do to me?"

Xiao Mochen laughed.

If Ouyang Feng hadn't appeared, and Ouyang Ke had learned to bark like a dog, he naturally would have let him go.

But at this moment, he was actually being threatened.

He did not buy that.

As his words fell, Xiao Mochen released his aura, directly pinning Ouyang Ke to the ground.

Then, he stepped on his body.

This action made Ouyang Feng go mad.

From childhood to adulthood, he had always pampered Ouyang Ke, unable to bear him suffering even the slightest grievance.

But now, Ouyang Ke was being stepped on the ground by someone.

Anger instantly filled his heart.

If looks could kill, Xiao Mochen would have died countless times already.

"Let him go, and this old man can let bygones be bygones!"

"Otherwise, no matter the ends of the earth, I will definitely kill you!"

Ouyang Feng's voice was low, like a thunderclap.

It seemed as if it could explode at any moment.

And his hands were hidden in his robes, not knowing what he was doing in secret.

"Young man, enemies should be resolved rather than knotted."

"This is Western Poison Ouyang Feng; there is no need to act on a moment's impulse."

"Let him go and reconcile!"

Some martial artists couldn't help but persuade.

For a time, everyone echoed the sentiment.

In their eyes, the Grandmaster Ouyang Feng was already an existence they needed to look up to.

"Did you hear that? Let me go!"

"Otherwise, my uncle will definitely kill you and exterminate your entire clan!"

Ouyang Ke threatened. ===== CHAPTER 114 =====