Translator: Transn Editor: Transn
Attack
Of course, Liu Zhaoyang would not kneel. He quickly stabbed his spear into the ground and gripped it tightly with both hands. He said miserably, "I, Liu Zhaoyang, can die, but I will never kneel! If you don't let my sister go, I will fight with my life on the line! "
"Fight with your life on the line? You, a peasant from the Outer Sea? "Bai Liyun said coldly. With the protection of the Martial Saint, he regained the aura of a high and mighty Crown Prince.
Liu Zhaoyang spat out a mouthful of blood and sneered, "But the peasant in your eyes killed Baili Zhen and joined the Real Martial Saint Academy!"
"Shut up!"
The Golden-armored Martial Saint was furious. Baili Zhen's death was the greatest loss to the Baili Clan. Because of this, the Baili Empire had issued a death order. Anyone who mentioned Ye Fei would be exterminated. Even the surname Ye had to be changed. Otherwise, they would die!
Hearing Liu Zhaoyang mention Ye Fei, the Golden-armored Martial Saint was completely enraged. He increased the power of the Martial Saint and shattered Liu Zhaoyang's spear. Then, he forced Liu Zhaoyang to kneel on the ground and spit out blood.
Ye Fei frowned, but he still had no intention of making a move.
"A Martial Saint is only so-so. Give me ten years and I will surpass all of you. You can only look up to me!" Liu Zhaoyang spat out a mouthful of blood. After being seriously injured by the Martial Saint, he staggered and stood up again.
"Peasant, how dare you resist!" Bai Liyun was furious. He suddenly slapped Liu Zhaoyang across the air, causing him to roll on the ground. However, after rolling, Liu Zhaoyang's consciousness was blurred. He was still covered in blood and struggled to get up from the ground.
A few Half-Sages from the Baili Empire who had rushed over were frightened. They looked at each other and said, "Why are these Outer Sea Martial Artists not afraid of death? Ye Fei was like this, and this person is also like this …"
"Hmph, these people are so poor in the Outer Sea Barren Land. They only have this life left!" There were also some Half-Sages from the Middle State who were proud and felt that they were superior.
The Golden-armored Martial Sage nodded and said proudly, "My Baili Empire is no longer what it used to be. Even if that Ye Fei dares to come to the imperial capital, my Baili Family will make him kneel before us!"
"Of course, our Bai Li Empire has a long history of martial arts. If a piece of trash abandoned by the heavens dares to step out of the Holy Institute, this Crown Prince will personally make him regret offending our Bai Li Empire!"
Bai Liyun said arrogantly. Then, he pointed at Liu Zhaoyang and ordered the Half-Saints who had rushed over, "Men, chop off his limbs and dig out his eyes. Bring him back to the Imperial Capital. I want to marry his sister in front of him!"
"Bastards, I won't let you go even if I become a ghost …" Liu Zhaoyang suddenly roared like a ghost.
He jumped up and charged at Bai Liyun like a madman.
Bai Liyun's face was cold. The Golden-armored Martial Sage also looked disdainful. He swatted Liu Zhaoyang to the ground like a fly and said, "An ant will always be an ant. In front of this Martial Sage, even Ye Fei can only kneel. Who do you think you are? How dare you come to the imperial capital and behave atrociously!"
The Half-Saints who had rushed over took advantage of Liu Zhaoyang's serious injury and pressed him to the ground, making him unable to struggle.
Liu Zhaoyang couldn't move, but he still roared, "Come, kill me if you have the guts. Even if I die, I will turn into a ghost and take revenge on you!"
"Don't worry. You and your sister won't even have the chance to turn into ghosts if you fall into my hands. Crown Prince, I heard that the sister of this lowly commoner is very beautiful. I wonder if you can part with her? I will return her to you after I've played with her."
"Haha, Seventh Uncle, what are you talking about? She's just a lowly servant girl. If you like her, just take her." Bai Liyun wanted to win over this Martial Sage. Without hesitation, he gave Liu Ruyan away as a gift.
The Golden-armored Martial Sage was very satisfied.
Liu Zhaoyang kept roaring, "You bastards, if you have the guts, come at me alone!"
The Golden-armored Martial Sage's face suddenly turned ugly. Bai Liyun observed his expression and was instantly enraged. He shouted at the Half-Saints who were holding Liu Zhaoyang down, "Are you deaf? Didn't you hear my order? Why aren't you attacking? That's right, cut off his tongue while you're at it!"
Hearing Bai Liyun's vicious order, the Half-Saints present couldn't help but shiver. They looked at Liu Zhaoyang on the ground with pity. Then, a Half-Saint with a scar on his face raised his butcher's knife, ready to torture Liu Zhaoyang on the spot.
Ye Fei sighed. He understood that although many of the warriors from the North Region had fortuitous encounters, not everyone could be like him, Fu Renjie, and Lin Tianjiao, who were full of vigor and vigor.
Many warriors from the North Region were like Liu Zhaoyang. Even if they had fortuitous encounters, they could only improve their strength. They couldn't use them to transform into super geniuses or even top geniuses.
After all, in the world of warriors, ordinary warriors were the majority. Those who could become top geniuses and peerless geniuses were always the minority.
"Boom!"
The Half-Saint with the butcher's knife was just about to swing it and torture Liu Zhaoyang. Suddenly, a terrifying aura appeared in the sky. That aura was like the arrival of an emperor. It was vast and mighty, like a terrifying divine mountain. The oppressive pressure caused the space to creak.
This was merely the aura of Ye Fei's Half-Saint. However, in the hearts of the crowd, they felt as if they were facing a Martial Emperor or a Quasi-emperor.
"Plop!"
The Half-Saint with the knife was instantly forced to kneel on the ground by this aura. The other Half-Saints who were holding Liu Zhaoyang's hands and feet also vomited blood. Just this aura was enough to cause these Half-Saints to be severely injured, completely losing their ability to fight.
However, Liu Zhaoyang, who was in the middle of it, was not suppressed. Golden raindrops fell from the sky. All of them merged into his body. Liu Zhaoyang was shocked to discover that all of his injuries healed in the blink of an eye under this golden liquid.
Liu Zhaoyang's face was filled with shock. He couldn't help but raise his head to look at the sky. The golden-armored Martial Sage's proud expression suddenly turned into horror. He quickly cupped his hands towards the sky and said in a trembling voice, "I wonder which Martial Monarch has come to my Baili Clan. I am Baili …"
"You can only speak while kneeling before me!"
Ye Fei interrupted this Martial Sage without waiting for him to finish speaking. At the same time, a vast aura formed an invisible sword mountain. With a loud boom, it shattered the golden-armored Martial Sage's golden armor, revealing his thin and fat body. Without the golden armor, this Martial Sage was no longer dignified. Instead, he was like a fowl whose feathers had been plucked, kneeling on the ground in horror.
"Senior, please spare my life! If our battle has displeased Senior, we are willing to compensate … "Bai Liyun had completely forgotten his identity as the Crown Prince.
Almost as soon as he was "sure" that it was a Martial Monarch, he was so frightened that he took the initiative to descend from the sky and kneel on the ground. His speed stunned Ye Fei for a while, then he found it funny.
He walked out of the clouds and looked down at Bai Liyun, who was kneeling on the ground. He shook his head and said, "You are not as good as Baili Zhen. Back then, in the Land of Buried Gods, he never begged for mercy from me until the moment he died. He is a true martial artist, a real opponent. You are just a bunch of fowls who use his power to intimidate others!"
To be honest, he was really disappointed with the Baili Clan. If the Baili Clan had not tried to kill Xiao Cao and put a bounty on his head, he would not have bothered to make a move against them.
"Ye Fei, you are Ye Fei?"
Liu Zhaoyang looked at the sky in disbelief. Ye Fei was still the same as when he left the Northern Region. He was wearing a black, purple-gold robe. The only thing that had changed was Ye Fei's terrifying strength. Just his aura alone could easily suppress a Martial Sage.
"Brother Liu, long time no see."
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